Deity of the whole people: Altar of the Three Spirits of Heroic Spirits, Undead Demon God

Wu Feng was a little horrified by Ren Tiandu.

Ahem, I didn't want to renege on it either!Dean, don't look at me like that!

Swallowing, Wu Feng hurriedly took out two golden crystals and dozens of nine-star magic cards.

"Dean, as we agreed before, there is no interest. This is 700 billion divine power, please keep it."

Golden crystals are a way of storing divine power on the divine power card.

One represents one trillion divine powers.

But because the raw material of the golden crystal must be mixed with some godhead fragments.

This is also the only way to preserve such a huge amount of divine power.

The price is really too high, so this special mold will be used for storage only after breaking through one trillion.

And this golden crystal is also graded.

But correspondingly, crystals require more godhead fragments.

Seeing what Wu Feng handed over, Ren Tian was obviously taken aback.

This kid is very good!

As everyone knows, the look in his eyes just now is something that everyone would be afraid of, okay?

In fact, Ren Tian has always been curious about what kind of opportunity can make Wu Feng stand out from the crowd of talents who are completely ahead of him.

However, out of respect for Wu Feng and his own principles, it was always difficult to ask.

But this time Wu Feng broke through to the middle-level true god so quickly, it was indeed a bit too shocking, even he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Okay, you and Chonglou's debts are settled." Ren Tiandu waved his hand casually, and a contract engraved with Wu Feng's divine aura spontaneously ignited in the air.

Seeing this scene, Wu Feng was relieved.

This time he gained a lot in the Aoshi Plane, although most of the income from the Apocalypse Shop was used to collect Wuzhu Divinity.

But the remaining profit is added to the "salary" of 24 years of service in the Aoshi plane.

After Wu Feng paid off his debts, he still had a balance of more than 1 trillion divine power.

These divine powers are neither too much nor too little.

But there are many plans that can be put on the agenda now.

"Dean, is there anything else you need? I'll go back if I'm fine. Those guys have urged me several times." Wu Feng browsed the divine power messages that kept flashing through his mind, and said softly.

"Well, let's go! You haven't seen each other for a long time, by the way." Speaking of this, Ren Tian suddenly thought of something: "In half a month, it will be the time for the selection of the fifth preparatory class students. Let’s go and see a line! Bring some good seedlings back.”

Hearing this, Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Before I knew it, four years had passed.

The preparatory class has also come to the fifth session.

In fact, in these years in the Aoshi plane, although the news is a bit blocked.

But Wu Feng has always been more concerned about the news about the Eighth Courtyard.

Naturally, I also understand what the current preparatory class is like.

Just like Wu Feng thought before.

If we now compare Chonglou to a sect.

The students who passed the federal college entrance examination were all inner disciples.

And those preparatory class students who entered the high school first, are the absolute personal heirs of Chonglou.

Whether it is resource treatment or status, they must be above ordinary students.

"It's inappropriate! Dean, I'm also a student!"

Although Wu Feng really wanted to go.

But after careful consideration, he still planned to give up. After all, he was only a middle-level true god, and he was still the one who had just broken through.

How can he compete with those high school teachers who are always high-level, peak true gods!

Wu Feng also didn't want the students he brought back to be eliminated.

That's right, even coming to the fifth.

The elimination system of the Chonglou preparatory class is still in place.

And more stringent than before.

How could Ren Tiandu fail to see what Wu Feng was thinking.

But he still said quite firmly: "Don't worry, even though you have been silent for three years, your status in the hearts of young people in the main world is still extraordinary."

Wu Feng also understood what Ren Tiandu meant.

Since the Eighth Academy withdrew from the federal academy system.

Although the so-called Hundred Schools League is still there, it is already dead in name only.

And the last battle three years ago has become the dream of countless teenagers and girls in the main world.

And Wu Feng's name, as well as his figure proudly above all the arrogance, were deeply imprinted in their hearts.

This also led to the quality of the preparatory class students newly recruited by Chonglou in the past three years.

If such a virtuous circle continues, it is not a delusion to catch up with the Supreme Throne.

Cough cough, the premise is that Ren Dean, who has been oppressed for thousands of years, is willing to break through.

Otherwise, there would be no supremacy, and something would always be missing.

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Chapter 372 No Self, True Self

"Cheers! You boy, you are finally willing to come back. Are you embarrassed to let so many of us wait for you?" Hua Xingyu pulled Wu Feng's neck, and directly drank the wine in the cup.

Wu Feng was also unambiguous, first drank the fine wine in the cup, and then said solemnly: "Ahem, I'm really sorry, there was a little accident."

While speaking, the aura of the middle-level true god spread throughout the private room of Tianren Habitat without concealment.

"Ah! This......"

Not only Hua Xingyu, everyone was stunned.

The hands of everyone raising their wine glasses unconsciously stayed in mid-air, and they all looked at Wu Feng with a smile on his face in shock.

"Ahem, I invite you for today's meal." Wu Feng said with some embarrassment.

This is forcing!

Seems a little over the top.

...............

Wu Feng was slaughtered, and was brutally slaughtered by everyone.

What was supposed to be a reunion banquet turned into a celebration banquet for a group of people to "verb and criticize".

In the face of people's constant drinking, the rule of not being able to dispel the alcohol with divine power.

Wu Feng almost couldn't bear it.

What do you say that wine can pour out the true god.

I'm sorry, don't talk about true gods, there is a glass of wine that is drunk to death with true gods.

It's just the price, anyway, Wu Feng would not buy it if he could afford it.

He doesn't like to drink.

But for some hard-drinking moguls, those are drizzles.

Some ten thousand-year-old wines that can make the main god get drunk can even sell for tens of thousands of trillions of sky-high prices.

Among the subsidiary planes of the main world, there is a middle plane that lives exclusively on food and wine.

When the main world discovered this azimuth plane, there was not even a main god in this azimuth plane.

The tallest one is just an ordinary deity who is a half-step master god.

But the consortium that discovered this side of the world did not obliterate its culture and completely enslaved it.

Instead, it held up an umbrella for it.

It's not that the people in this consortium are stupid, if it's just about wisdom.

How many people in the main world can beat Fang Zhesheng?

That's right, the consortium that discovered this dimension is the Wanyu Chamber of Commerce.

And the value brought by this plane to Wanyu Chamber of Commerce has far exceeded the full value of a large plane.

This is the embodiment of Wanyu Chamber of Commerce's management wisdom.

After all, compared to enslaving this plane, preserving its unique wine culture and development is the embodiment of maximizing benefits.

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Wu Feng, who had returned to the Kingdom of God, was still a little dazed.

That's right, he can use divine power to directly eliminate all negative influences, and he doesn't like drinking.

But this kind of feeling that can make the true god feel drunk is hard to come by.

He didn't hate the slightly drunken feeling.

"It's rare to be confused in life! Say it right, Bai Ze!"

Wu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lay reclined on the Feng stele, spreading his hands, gently stroking Bai Ze's supple Xiangyu beside him.

Only in front of Bai Ze, Wu Feng will show such a state of himself.

Most of the time, Wu Feng must maintain the most majestic appearance of the God Lord.

To be honest, it's exhausting to do.

Perhaps for gods who have become gods for hundreds of thousands of years.

This kind of thing has long become a habit.

But Wu Feng is still young after all.

Although the time flow of the Kingdom of God is very fast.

But more than 99% of the time Wu Feng comprehended the law on the Feng stele.

Therefore, it has not completely become that supercilious, discarding most of humanity, and retaining the existence of ruthless divinity.

In fact, most gods have two sides.

Although because of the divinity and the existence of laws, the "toxins" in the belief [incense] have been wiped out.

But with his own growth, and the passing of these endless years.

Human nature is actually very fragile.

And the only way not to lose this self is to divert.

So many deities are the same on the outside, but they are also the same in their own domain.

According to the saying when the age of the gods has not yet come.

This is sickness!

Get cure!

But now, how to balance is the issue that the gods need to care about.

And Wu Feng's choice is the same as that of most gods.

Selflessness is real self.

No self inside, true self outside.

It is said that when a certain realm is reached.