"However, after deliberation among our three Dao Masters, we have decided to continue to fulfill that reward, but the content is up to us. ”

Lin Feng clearly remembered that the reward of the mission in the Sunset Mountain Range was to make a reasonable request to the three Daoists.

And it was because of this mission that he chose in the first place.

Wang Laodao paused, and looked at Lin Feng who was standing below with deep eyes.

The young man wore the uniform of the Donghua Sect, but he was not as dull as the other disciples looked.

His figure is straight, his eyes are clear and unflinching, and anyone who looks at it should praise a good son.

"So, I, the third peak Daoist Wang Lao Dao, hereby promote the registered disciple Lin Feng to my inner disciple today!"

Some hoarse but calm voices echoed throughout the Lotus Pavilion, and the crowd was caught off guard.

Liyang looked at Wang Laodao in disbelief, trying to stop his crazy thoughts.

"You're crazy! He's a waste who is incompetent in cultivation, he just entered my Donghua Sect by accident, and you actually want him to enter the inner gate!"

Hearing this, Wang Laodao glanced at him without being salty, and for the first time he really showed his firmness.

"I said yes, that's okay, Lin Feng, it's my inner disciple of the third peak!"

Wang Laodao is so unswerving in defending a person, or is it the first time everyone has seen it, who doesn't know that he is indifferent to outsiders?

Now, he actually confronted the Liyang Dao people for the sake of a waste with a low level of strength? This news spread throughout the Donghua Sect on the same day.

As the person concerned, Lin Feng is deaf to all the voices of the outside world, and usually operates in the Donghua Sect at three points and one line.

Lingdan Pavilion, the cultivation ground, his own house.

Because Lin Feng had a particularly important thing to do now, that was about the mark of the White Demon Beast on his wrist bone.

Regarding the White Immortal Seal, Lin Feng had never told the second person.

After all, since the appearance of Bai Ming, there are only rumors of its strong strength and its mysterious whereabouts, and no one has ever heard of Bai Ming taking the initiative to get close to humans.

Life experience and intuition told him that if this matter leaked out, it would definitely cause a bloody storm.

But Lin Feng couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and in the past few days, he had been running to the library in the sect, trying to find some traces of Bai Ming.

The library of Donghua Sect is the largest collection of books and volumes in the three major sects, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as vast as smoke, and the content inside is also all-inclusive.

It's just that what makes Lin Feng helpless the most is that this library pavilion is also divided into three, six, nine and other categories, divided into upper, middle and lower categories.

Although he is now an inner disciple under Wang Lao Dao's sect, he is only worthy of entering the Zhongshu Pavilion, which is just some untight cultivation cheats, and there are a few Heavenly Rank Exercises that have been killed.

But this was not what Lin Feng wanted.

After flipping through one ancient book after another, Lin Feng felt that his eyes were a little swollen and sour, so he stopped what he was doing.

There was no one to take care of the library in the library, and there were very few disciples who came over, which was convenient for him, and he was unrestrained to do whatever he wanted, even if his demeanor was a little wild.

Putting his whole body soft and leaning against the bookshelf at the back, Lin Feng sighed with depression.

His right hand touched the mark on the bone of his left wrist, and his heart was full of doubts.

Probably, after returning from the Sunset Mountains, his biggest discovery of this mark was that the color had faded.

More interestingly, this mark seems to be really connected to his heart, and it itself will turn red when he is emotional, and completely invisible when he is not distracted.

Just like now, probably because of his happy mood, the white imprint turned a faint cinnabar color.

Lin Feng found it interesting, and his right hand kept stroking back and forth on the imprint, as if he was addicted.

"Idiot. ”

A voice with a hint of anger rang out, out of place in the library.

Lin Feng was shocked, stood up suddenly, and looked around vigilantly.

"Who!"

But the surroundings were empty, only books and books were with him, not even a figure.

"Who the hell is it, don't pretend to be a ghost!" Lin Feng's eyes were a little dark.

The voice sounded again, this time in naked banter.

"It's so stupid, when will you find out~"

With this howl, Lin Feng suddenly became excited, and a guess slowly emerged.

"Are you...... White Styx?"

How is it possible! Bai Ming can actually speak? Moreover, and there is no Bai Ming here!

Wait a minute!

Lin Feng's eyes widened wider and wider, full of disbelief.

Slowly and panickedly, he pulled up his sleeves, revealing what should have been a mark.

The White Shadow Mark is still there, but this time it has become an all-black color.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered for a while, and then he cautiously stretched out his right hand to touch this mark.

At the same time, the voice rang out again.

"I've been touching it for so long, and I haven't touched it enough!"

This time, the owner of the voice sounded a little irritable, a little angry, easily reminiscent of a fried golden lion.

Lin Feng suddenly opened his mouth and suddenly realized.

"You're really Bai Ming! Where are you?"

As he spoke, he looked around, trying to find traces of Bai Ming's hiding.

"Don't look for it, fool, I'm in the mark on your wrist bone. ”

Bai Ming's voice was very disdainful, and it sounded like he was still a little dissatisfied, not saving Lin Feng face at all.

Of course Lin Feng heard it.

"Why?"

Thinking of the dream he had before in the Sunset Mountains, the feeling of blood being sucked out of his body was not pleasant, but at this moment it gave him some clues.

"Why do you confess me as Lord?"

Yes, Lin Feng finally understood.

In that cave in the Sunset Mountains, the dream he had was not fake, but the process of the demon beast and the human recognizing the Lord.

His blood is constantly fed into the white underworld, which automatically achieves the condition of recognizing the master, and the extra mark on his wrist comes from this.

Lin Feng, who had figured this out, suddenly became in a better mood, and even tolerated the noisy Bai Ming.

As an all, Bai Ming naturally sensed Lin Feng's emotional changes.

"Human, I'm just doing this as a stopgap measure, and I don't want you to want something that doesn't belong to you. ”

Bai Ming's voice gradually became cold, and the mark on his wrist also turned on at the same time, as if to remind him.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, a touch of fierceness crossed his eyes, and the momentum around his whole body became different.

"Not mine, now even you're mine!"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Ming's side stopped, and there was no more sound quietly, and the mark also quieted down.