The hall is very big, like a palace hall, with red carpets on the ground and dazzling lights.

A few dozen meters ahead, there is a high platform, and above it is a huge gilded seat.

Various patterns are carved on the seats, which look like dragons but not dragons, and look like phoenixes but not phoenixes.

And on the seat, there was a person sitting at this moment.

The man was wearing a golden mask and couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Isn't this person the legendary head of the temple, right?"

Lu Zifeng, who followed him, bent down and secretly looked up at the person on the platform, and was shocked.

He found that he could not penetrate the mask with his spiritual sense and could not see the appearance of the person on the high platform.

However, from the perspective of body shape, the figure is slender, concave and convex, and the neck is snow-white, with a 90% chance of being a woman.

"It seems that the image of the head of this temple is very different from that of me!

Shouldn't it be an old man with white beard?

No matter how bad he is, he should be a majestic middle-aged man. He is actually a woman, and it is simply a big deal."

Lu Zifeng shook his head speechlessly, followed Yan Dongxue silently, bowed his waist, and walked towards the platform step by step.

Although Lu Zifeng does not discriminate against women, he still believes from the bottom of his heart that men are more suitable for martial arts practice.

When he reached three meters in front of the platform, Yan Dongxue suddenly stopped.

Lu Zifeng then stopped, lowered his head, and did not dare to look directly at the woman on the platform.

Who knows what this woman has to be like Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty, and she is cruel and ruthless and kills without blinking. If she doesn't understand the rules and angers this woman, she may have gone back today.

"My master, the man has been brought here."

Yan Dongxue bowed to the woman on the platform and said to the prayer.

"Okay, Dongxue, you go back."

On the high platform, the head teacher spoke in person, his voice loudly, not like a woman's voice, but like a man.

"Yes, Master Chief."

Yan Dongxue gave another worship ceremony and left silently.

Lu Zifeng listened to the heavy voice of the woman on the platform and frowned: "Is this a woman or a man? His voice is heavier than me."

But Lu Zifeng naturally did not dare to say what he thought in his heart. He still lowered his head silently, waiting for the head of the temple on the high platform to speak.

But the head of the temple on the high platform did not say a word, but just looked at Lu Zifeng silently. His eyes were like eagles, as if they wanted to see Lu Zifeng through.

Lu Zifeng lowered his head and felt a strong pressure locking on him, making him dare not move at all.

It felt like I was wearing open crotch pants and standing under the platform. The other party saw through my whole body, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

This lasted for a long time, probably for several minutes.

Lu Zifeng was stared at and sweated coldly all over his body.

At this moment, he really wanted to raise his head and look at the temple master on the platform, and ask her what she wanted to do when she asked her to come here, and don't just stare at people and not speak. The pressure was too great.

"You kid is very presumptuous, and you dare to use your spiritual sense to spy on me."

Finally, on the high platform, the head of the temple spoke. Although his tone was very plain, it was like asking questions.

Lu Zifeng was so scared that his whole body shivered, and he thought to himself: "It is worthy of being one of the strongest people in the entire Hidden Sect. Even if I just used my spiritual sense to spy on it, it seems that this time it is really dangerous."

So he immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Sir, I am so careful that I want to see your true face because I admire you and admire you. If I offend you for this, please spare me once."

In order to save his life, Lu Zifeng could only flatter him so shamelessly.

On the high platform, the head of the temple sitting on a large gilded chair was once again in silence.

The only one in the entire hall was that the atmosphere was very tense and depressing.

"Why!"

The slim figure and looking like a woman suddenly sighed, as if he was talking to himself, "You don't look like him at all, so he won't be so slick."

The tone of the voice suddenly became very soft and soft from the thick and thick before, and it was very pleasant. When I heard it in my ears, it was like the sound of nature, which made most men feel a little overwhelmed.

Listening to the voice, Lu Zifeng's head was a little stuffy, "What's the situation? Why do men's voices and women's voices sometimes? Is it true that the head of this temple is a Yin-Yang person? Can you switch freely on the male and female channels at will?"

"Also, who is the 'he' she said? Why should I be like him?"

Lu Zifeng had more and more questions in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask. He just lowered his head and waited for the head of the temple on the high platform to speak.

"That's right, you are not him at all, you are just his disciple."

On the high platform, the head of the temple looked down at a pair of jade bracelets on his wrist, muttered in his mouth, and his mind fell into long memories.

After a long time, she came to her senses and looked up at Lu Zifeng again, her voice trembling: "How are your master doing these years?"

The tone was filled with a strong sense of concern, like a woman who was seriously injured in love, asking about the man who dumped her, both caring and resentful.

Lu Zifeng was confused by the questioning of the temple sect on the high platform.

Master?

What master?

It seems that I have not worshipped anyone as my teacher?

Could it be...what is the previous palace master of the Immortal Palace?

After all, everything Lu Zifeng has now has something to do with the presidency of the Immortal Palace. If it weren't for the presidency of the Immortal Palace who saved his life, his grave would have grown grass on his current grave.

But after thinking about it, Lu Zifeng felt that it was unlikely.

The head of the Immortal Palace Palace was an old man with hair and a white beard. On the other hand, the head of the temple looked and listened to the sound, and he was also a young man. He just didn't know whether it was a young man, a young woman, or a young Yin-Yang man.

On the high platform, the head of the temple saw Lu Zifeng not speaking for a long time, and his expression became cold, "What? Don't you want to disclose your master's news?"

The pressure on her body was slightly released, and an invisible pressure was pressing against Lu Zifeng like a mountain pressing on her.

Lu Zifeng couldn't bear it, and with a "thump", he knelt on the ground, stretched his arms tightly, gritted his teeth, and then he struggled to withstand the pressure and did not let his whole body crawl on the ground.

This situation scared Lu Zifeng and said quickly: "Sir, I dare not."

"If you don't dare, then say it quickly. Otherwise, I will take your life regardless of whether you are his disciple or not."

On the high platform, the head of the temple said in a stern tone.

Lu Zifeng looked embarrassed, and he didn't know what he wanted to say.

But at this moment, in order to save his life, he had to make up something: "Master Master, my master is very good all these years, but every time I mention you, Master Master, he is always in poor spirits. He also said that the person he was actually the most sorry for back then was you."

Lu Zifeng didn't know whose disciple the temple master mistakenly regarded him as, but from the tone of the temple master's questioning him just now, he probably guessed the relationship between his fake master and the temple master. It was probably a bunch of lovers, and the fake master he picked up hurt the heart of the temple master.

So he took the trick, took a bold move, and said the above paragraph.

Sure enough, after hearing Lu Zifeng's words, the head of the temple on the high platform became excited and everyone stood up from the gilded seat.

She stared at Lu Zifeng tightly, her eyes under the mask turned red, and she said excitedly: "You said seriously? Did he mention me in front of you? He was not in good spirits for me? He even said sorry for me?"

Lu Zifeng felt that the pressure on his body was much heavier, and his arms were about to be broken. He looked up slightly and said, "Master, what I said is true. Master, you will recognize your identity when I participated in the martial arts competition this time, so he specifically reminded me in advance. If you see you this time, you must say sorry to you on your behalf. I hope you can forgive him."

"Sir, I'm sorry to you for my master." Lu Zifeng said in worship.

"Then why didn't you say it just now? I have to force you to say it?"

The head of the temple asked, "Or, this is not the case at all. Are you lying to me on purpose?"

Well!

Lu Zifeng was stunned and panicked inexplicably, "It seems that the head of the temple is not so easy to cheat."

However, all the lies have been told, so I can only continue to make up lies and make up for myself.

Lu Zifeng said: "Sir, I actually wanted to say it just now, but I was afraid that after I said it, you would not forgive my master and vent my anger, so I didn't dare to say it for a while."

"forgive?"

On the high platform, the head of the temple suddenly smiled, his smile a little desolate and weird: "Why should I forgive him? What kind of face does he have to forgive him? He did not hesitate to lose his cultivation for half his life for the sake of the demon girl of the demon clan. For this reason, have you ever considered my feelings, and have you ever thought that I still have winter..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped and realized that Lu Zifeng was still on the side. Moreover, she was so excited today that she was losing her sense of measure.

Listening to the self-report of the temple leader, Lu Zifeng roughly guessed some secret events that happened back then. He was afraid that the fake master he picked up had stepped on two boats and finally dumped the temple leader for the sake of another woman.

"I don't know who this person is. Even the head of the temple dares to throw it away. You are so awesome."

Lu Zifeng murmured in his heart, and he was a little impressed by the fake master he picked up for no reason.

The head of the temple calmed down, put away the pressure emitted from his body, and said lightly to Lu Zifeng: "Okay, you get up."

Lu Zifeng felt relieved and breathed out a breath of turbid air, thanking him: "Thank you, Master Master."

After saying that, he got up from the ground.

The head of the temple asked, "Since your master knows that I'm sorry, why don't you come here to apologize in person and ask for my forgiveness, but you will ask you to do it for your own sake."

Lu Zifeng responded with a move: "Master, I feel guilty and embarrassed to face you."

"If he would feel guilty, he wouldn't have done anything that would have been sorry for me back then."
To be continued...