Chapter 3022: Sacred Hall

Wu Feng looked at the old monk in front of him and found that the sacred flavor on this old monk was very thick.

At this very moment, the old monk looked at Wu Feng with very gentle eyes, as if looking at his own junior.

Wu Feng sat down on the meditation cushion.

And the old monk was the same.

The two sat opposite each other, looking at each other.

After the old monk looked Wu Feng up and down, he smiled: "This little friend, I can feel that at this very moment, there seem to be many, many powerful forces in your body. You should have absorbed quite a few external power sources recently."

Hearing the old monk say this, Wu Feng felt a wave of vigilance in his heart.

To tell the truth, even if Wu didn't know the situation, it was estimated that it would be difficult to see at a glance just how powerful the other party's strength was, or some newly absorbed power; after all, as long as one was a cultivator, the first thing to learn was how to shield one's own aura.

If one could not shield one's own aura, such a cultivator would simply be showing his cards to the other party when participating in a battle, and the other party could come over to destroy him at any time.

Therefore, after a while, Wu Feng said seriously to the old monk: "I don't know how to address this Master."

The old monk shook his head and smiled: "The old monk has long forgotten his name. In fact, a name is the most worthless thing for a cultivator. Don't you think so?"

Regarding this, Wu Feng also had deep feelings; these days, what is needed is strength, and any other name is nonsense.

Thus, Wu Feng also nodded in agreement.

The old monk continued: "This cultivator, you came into this Seven-Star Pagoda, should be to find some opportunity for yourself, right?"

"Yes, I am here to find the opportunity that belongs to me. However, after coming in, I have never found it. I don't know if it is with you, Master."

Wu Feng said very frankly.

And the old monk, upon hearing this, continued to smile and said: "Maybe it's with me, maybe it's not, but this is obviously not the point. The point is, how do you view the matter of the so-called opportunity?"

Wu Feng was a little puzzled upon hearing this, so he didn't speak and just looked at the old monk like that.

Seeing Wu Feng not speaking, the old monk was not unhappy at all, still smiling gently, and said: "My meaning is, for us high-level cultivators, controlling time is not an impossible thing. Some high-ranking people can even guide and set the detailed direction of time. Then, under such circumstances, normally speaking, are there still opportunities for other cultivators?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt, and a huge sense of panic appeared in Wu Feng's heart.

Wu Feng roared in his heart: "Yes, yes, why didn't I think of this point?"

Yes, in the entire space rift, there are so many worlds and so many cultivators. In here, there must be big shots who can completely control time.

Those big shots, in order to maintain their status as the strongest, would definitely block all the opportunities of subsequent cultivators.

Asking himself, if he could use some method to lock those whose cultivation base was lower than his own forever in a certain cultivator, Wu Feng himself would definitely take action.

If that were the case, there would be no more powerful cultivators appearing later.