Su Dao Xing built the temple, carved the statue, then he picked up the signboard and wrote two big characters "Holy Temple" on it, hanging it at the gate of the Holy Temple.

  Su Hank, Su Hong Zhuang, Su Liu Zhi, and Su Duan curiously examined the temple, but they didn't feel anything unusual about it. To them, it was just an ordinary temple.

  "Gongzi, is the holy temple built?" Su Hongzhuo walked up to Su Daowei's side and asked softly.

  Su Dao Xing said with joy: "Hong Zhu Shifu, the shape of the Holy Temple has been built. I will follow the method of Gui Sheng to print one million holy notes on every inch of brick and stone in the Holy Temple, making it a true Holy Temple."

  "Oh." Su Hongzhuo seemed to understand and yet not understand, she walked to the side she was guarding, continuing to use her flying sword to repel the vengeful spirits that tried to approach her.

  Su Dao Xing began to engrave the sacred records on the holy temple, he was very serious about engraving the sacred records, because the ghost saint's book said that the sacred records were the most crucial step in building the holy temple, only if the sacred records were accurately engraved without error, would the holy temple become a true sanctuary for the transmigration of souls.

  The days on the Spirit Peak were very dull for the four Guardians, but for Su Daoxue, who was determined to carve sacred records, the days were very interesting. In this way, Su Daoxue spent more than a year carving 10,000 sacred records in the Holy Temple.

  In an instant!

  The holy temple exudes an ancient aura, as if it were a thousand-year-old temple standing on the summit of the Spirit Peak.

  The characters on the plaque above the temple emit a sacred aura, just like the sacred words written on the plaque at the entrance of Huqing Mansion.

  Inside the holy temple, the statue of Su Dao Xing was vivid and lifelike, connected to his bloodline. Su Dao Xing even felt that the statue was a part of his own body that had separated from him.

  Before, the Holy Temple was just an ordinary temple in the eyes of the four Guardians. At this moment, the four Guardians looked at the Holy Temple with astonishment, as if they saw the Sacred Temple of the Eastern Emperor's Dynasty. This feeling was very strange, and they couldn't believe that Su Dao Xing, the Third Martial King, could establish a real Holy Temple.

  The holy temple was completed, and Su Dao woke up with a shock. The fourth lock on his body shattered, and in this moment, he became the Fourth Lock Martial King of the Mortal Realm. His senses became even more acute, and at any time, he could enter a mysterious state where everything was clearly visible to him.

  A red leaf floated down from the air, Su Dao Xing caught it with his hand and swung it, the red leaf stabbed into a distant rock like a sharp blade.

  "I've become the Four-Leafed Wu Wang, and I can actually reach the point where even leaves can be transformed into sharp blades that can kill people." Su Dao Xing was shocked once again, he casually picked up a stone and threw it out, just like shooting out an arrow.

  Su Dao Xing has now reached a realm where all things in the world can be transformed into his weapons, and he has experienced the power of the Four Shackles Martial King.

  "Four masters, the holy temple can help the wandering spirits ascend. Please let them in." Su Dao Xing bowed to the four guardians, thanking them for accompanying him for nearly three years to build the holy temple.

  The four guardians hastily returned the courtesy, Su Duan put away his own knife, Su Hongzhuang put away his own sword, Su Han put away his abacus, and Su Liu withdrew his outstretched fingers.

  Waaah!

  One by one, the spirits rushed towards the temple.

  The holy breath emanating from the Holy Temple fixed in place the souls of the dead who were approaching, and a sacred voice came out from within.

  "These sacred sounds are the effects of the tens of thousands of sacred records taking action." Su Dao Xing explained to the four guardians.

  The four guardians had a sense of absurdity, and when they saw a spirit being cleansed by the sacred sound of negative energy, transformed into a pure energy absorbed by the statue of Su Tao in the holy temple, the feeling became even more absurd.

  Su Dao Xing could feel his own statue placed inside the Sacred Temple absorbing wave after wave of energy.

  When the Holy Temple was transforming ten lost souls, Su Dao Xing's hands drew talismans in mid-air as if possessed by a ghost. With a flicker of his mind, a massive energy burst out from within the temple and flew directly into his body through the top of his head.

  That power tempered Su Dao Xing's body while also enhancing his perception.

  The shrine is a vessel that holds the power of the transformed spirits and then feeds it back to Su Dao Xing.

  "Success!" Su Dao Xing felt an increase in his comprehension ability and at the same time, he felt that his physical body had become even stronger, unable to hold back a cheer.

  The demonic theory of the Demon Saint records the role of the Holy Temple, which is a branch of the founder and can return power to the founder, which is equivalent to deceiving heaven's will. The founder does not have the actual strength of a saint, but gets the benefits that only saints can get.

  Normally, the holy temple is used to store power, and when the power gathers on the statue, Su Dao Xing can receive the power inside the statue at any time and turn it into his own power.

  A strange scene appeared on the summit of the dead spirits, with tens of thousands of dead spirits standing motionless around a holy temple like an assembly.

  With only a few months left in his three-year leave, Su Dao Xing had to spend the remaining time before returning to Hu Qing Fu. Every day, he was using the sacred temple's power to temper his physical body, which had already become incredibly strong beyond his own understanding. His comprehension and insight had also surpassed that of others.

  A middle-aged man suddenly appeared on the top of the Lingfeng Peak, who was Mr. Su Da.

  Mr. Su saw the spirits surrounding the holy temple, slightly moved, and after a moment of contemplation, restrained himself from exploring the holy temple.

  "I've seen Mr. Su!"

  Su Dao Xing They all stood up and bowed to Mr. Su Da.

  "Three years have passed, it's time for you to leave Wuling Peak." Mr. Su casually shot out an iron chain, connecting the two peaks.

  Su Hong Zhuang, Su Han, Su Liu Zhi, Su Dao Xing, and Su Duan followed the iron chain to leave the Wailing Spirit Peak.

  Mr. Su left Wuling Peak, put away his iron chain and disappeared into the fog.

  Su Dao Xing is now the Fourth Martial King and doesn't need Master's protection, so he leaves Weishan directly along the original path.

  Su Dao Xing and five others rushed all the way to the Hu Qing Fu mansion.

  Upon arriving at the Huqing Manor, the four guardians bid farewell. They have their own residences outside the manor and only Su Daoxian is qualified to reside within the manor.

  On this day, it was once again September 1st, and students from all directions walked towards the Huqing Mansion.

  Dada!

  Su Daoqing arrived at the gate of Huaying Fu.

  At this time, a group of unicorns carrying a crowd of students arrived at the gate, with the first two unicorns carrying a pair of men and women who were as beautiful as jade.

  "Look quickly, Su Daolin has arrived, he is one of the top ten genius martial kings of the Eastern Dynasty."

  "Heavens! Gong Feixuan has arrived at the Huqing Manor. Isn't she supposed to be at the Dongtu Royal Academy? How did she end up here? If she's come to study, that would be great."

  Soon, some martial kings at the gate of Huqing Fu recognized the identities of the couple. Following Su Daolin and Gong Feiyan were the young masters of the Gong and Su families.

  Su Dao Xing saw Su Dao Lin, and at the same time, Su Dao Lin also saw Su Dao Xing.

  In the Su family, Su Daolin is an existence like a divine child. The whole family revolves around him, and he is the future helmsman of the Su family, with a status that is supreme and unmatched.

  A gloomy-faced young man from the Kong family stared at Su Dao Xing from behind Kong Fei Xuan.

  "Are you the ghost who woke up?" The gloomy-looking young master of the Kong family was none other than Kong Liang, a three-rod martial king and one of the pursuers of Princess Kong Xuan. He had lost her favor to Su Daolin and harbored deep resentment towards the Su family. Knowing he wasn't a match for Su Daolin, he could only swallow his anger. When he saw Su Daoxian wake up, his eyes lit up as he thought he'd found an outlet for his frustration.

  "That's right." Su Dao Xing replied calmly and humbly.

  "I heard you're a waste of the Su family, relying on the Su family's patronage to enter the Huqing Mansion. You've been in the Huqing Mansion for a year and still haven't stepped into the Huanfan realm, you're literally a waste among wastes." Kong Liang landed beside Su Dao Xing, sneering at him.

  Su Daolin and Kong Feixuan both knew that Kong Liang wanted to take action to teach Su Daoxian a lesson, but neither of them spoke out to stop him.

  "Go ahead and let facts prove that you're not even as good as a useless person." Su Dao Xing saw through Kong Liang's intentions with one glance, directly letting his opponent make the first move.

  "Hmph!" Kong Liang snorted, he was the mighty Third Master of the Wu Kingdom, how could he possibly take a mere illegitimate child of the Su family seriously? He had bullied him and that was it.

  Whoosh!

  Kong Liang threw a straight punch with incredible speed and force, aiming to knock Su Daozhen down with one blow.

  Su Dao woke up from his palm, and his palm wrapped around Kong Liang's fist. With a bit of force, he directly twisted Kong Liang's fist, causing the bones to fracture.

  Kong Liang let out a painful low growl, he kicked one foot towards Su Dao Xing, Su Dao Xing's figure flashed and appeared behind Kong Liang, one foot kicking onto Kong Liang's leg.

  Kong Liang directly knelt down on the ground.

  Su Dao woke up and struck out with his hand, slapping Kong Liang's neck and knocking him unconscious, then headed towards the Huqing government office.

  "Who would have thought that this useless younger brother of mine became the Fourth Martial King, and beat the Third Martial King Kong Liang to the point where he was searching for his teeth all over the ground." Su Dao Lin gazed at Su Dao Xing's eyes with a hint of icy chill.

  Kong Feixuan just glanced at Su Daowei with a faint gaze, and didn't pay much attention to him.

  Some students spread the news that Guicai Su Daowake defeated Sanke Wu Wang Kongliang, and the students of Huqingfu had already forgotten about Guicai Su Daowake, but at this moment, they remembered this figure again.

  The Huqing Mansion was extremely vast, and Su Daoming directly arrived at a residential area in the Huqing Mansion. He came to the outside of a detached courtyard.

  Inside the courtyard was a row of bungalows, which was exactly where Su Daoming lived in Huqing Fu, and naturally he shared it with his three disciples.

  In another courtyard at this moment, three students are practicing hard.

  Su Dao Xing walked into another courtyard.

  "The devil has returned."

  In the courtyard, Zhu Wenchang was practicing flying swords, his swordsmanship was so divine that it seemed to enter a state of trance. Song Wu was practicing body techniques, his defense was as solid as a wall, making it difficult to break through. Wen Wang Guo Huairan was practicing calligraphy. The three were actually Su Daowu's fellow students who lived in the same separate courtyard.

  Su Dao Xing nodded slightly with three people in the morning.

  "A genius like you must have learned unparalleled martial arts after three years of studying, let Song see your high-level moves." Song Wu came from a poor background and was able to enter the Huqing Mansion because of his own abilities. He looked down on those who relied on their connections to get into the mansion, especially the sons of noble families. He decided to give Su Daowu, a young nobleman who entered the mansion relying on his family's influence, a profound lesson.