Chapter 22: Continuing the Intermediate Task

"Ah, I'm so scared," Lin Feng said in a deliberately trembling voice, scanning Qin Zhan and Zhang Wenxiao back and forth with a frightened look.

"Hmph!

Zhang Wenxiao originally thought that he had caught Lin Feng's secret and would see him kneeling down and begging for mercy, but he suddenly felt empty in his hands.

Then, that Xuan Ling Bead appeared in Lin Feng's hand.

With a "click", the Xuanling Bead directly shattered, turning into a pair of powder and dissipating into the air.

That's the Xuan Ling Bead! How did he do it, destroy something so hard in an instant!

Zhang Wenxiao was angry, and could only point at Lin Feng and roared: "You!"

The rest, but they didn't dare to move.

"What are you?" Lin Feng didn't pay attention to him at all, gently pushed his hand and pressed it down, and then took a few steps forward.

Standing under the dead tree, Lin Feng buried his head in looking at the fallen leaves on the ground, and said again: "I hope that the two senior brothers can have some self-knowledge, don't set yourself on fire, I am for your good." ”

His tone was light, and the whole person did not show the slightest-for-tat momentum, but it made Qin Zhan and Zhang Wenxiao feel cold in their hearts for no reason.

Especially Qin Hunt, although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't dare to say much because of the hand that Lin Feng showed just now, so he could only laugh awkwardly.

"Ah, haha, what Senior Brother Lin Feng said is ......"

After some beating, Lin Feng left on his own, leaving Qin Zhang and the others standing in place, secretly annoyed for a long time.

Since then, Qin Hunt and Zhang Wenxiao have never mentioned what happened on the cliff again, and each of them has rotted this matter in their stomachs.

And Lin Feng can finally live a quiet life, he should eat and drink on weekdays, and he should be happy.

The sunset in the distance spreads across the sky, and a conspicuous dividing line spans the sky, forming a beautiful picture.

Lin Feng sat alone on the roof, reclining and looking up at the scenery of the sky, seeing this scene, he was itchy for a while, his thin lips lifted slightly and gently spit out a poem: "The flat embankment gradually blooms without green in spring, and the thin waves turn over the sunset and shine red......"

In the blink of an eye, he fell into the memory of this poem.

At the beginning, this poem was told to him by that person, and the two of them were emotionally strong at that time, and he remembered it for many years.

It's a pity that things are not people.

Now he has experienced great changes in his family, everyone has been lost, and everyone has fallen into the well, and his mood has long since lost the vigor he had at the beginning.

But now, if there is one word to describe his current strength, it is only by leaps and bounds.

Ever since he had the one on the cliff, he had more time to meditate, and he often found a place where no one was there to delve into the mysteries of Tianwen.

On the second day after returning to Donghua Sect, he had broken through the fourth level of condensation, and now he had been working steadily all the way, and his cultivation was about to break through the fifth level of condensation again.

With his current cultivation speed, even if he was in his previous self, he couldn't compare to him, and if he let those elders know, he was afraid that he would come to him on his knees and beg him.

Looking at the entire cultivation realm, his growth rate can directly beat half of the people.

"The Lin family...... Will you regret it?" Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh, his mind gradually getting lost in the scenery.

He sat on the roof for a while, and it wasn't until the breeze gradually picked up that Lin Feng came back to his senses and entered the house.

In the house, Li Tian and Li Ling'er were preparing to bring the meals one by one, and the grandfather and grandson were not fast, but they were leisurely.

Lin Feng hurriedly stepped forward to help, and it didn't take long for him to fiddle with it.

However, when eating, the atmosphere on the table is extraordinary, revealing weirdness everywhere.

The old man only ate with his head down, and he couldn't see anything.

Children don't hide their thoughts the most, and they will turn to look at Lin Feng from time to time, but they are afraid that they will meet him.

Obviously, the dishes on the table were sumptuous, but Lin Feng felt a little unable to swallow, so he put down his chopsticks in the end.

"Old man, you ...... Did something happen?"

Li Tian heard Lin Feng's words, his body was stunned, he looked up at Lin Feng slightly, and only said, "It's okay, eat quickly." ”

That's all.

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to talk to anyone like that, Lin Feng took a break, and left after a few strokes of the rice in the bowl.

After all, this matter did not linger in Lin Feng's heart for long, and was quickly squeezed out by the matter on the mission pavilion's side.

He is now about to break through the fifth level of condensation, and it is a critical period, and he must prepare materials so that he can consolidate his foundation at that time, in case of backlash.

As soon as he stepped into the threshold of the mission pavilion, Lin Feng walked straight to the task release bar without squinting, directly ignoring the sights around him.

He's used to it.

"Intermediate Mission: Hunt down the Xuanpin Intermediate Man-eating Crocodile in exchange for a Yellow High-level Heart Destroying Grass. ”

Although the name is a little unpleasant, it is an indispensable fire extinguishing charm in every monk's cultivation, which can help the monk calm down at the final sprint and not go mad.

Lin Feng made a decision immediately, directly selected this one and immediately went to receive the task.

As soon as the disciple who issued the task saw Lin Feng, he couldn't help but confirm it to him in surprise.

"Can this fellow sect think clearly, this is a hunting mid-level demon beast, just with your three-fold cultivation of condensing qi, I'm afraid it's a little ...... "It's impossible."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but his eyes were more or less contemptuous, and the volume he didn't control was spread around.

Listening to the circle of people next to him talking about himself in a whisper, Lin Feng's face did not change, and replied with a smile: "It's okay, I'm here for this task." ”

The discussion came and went, and there was no intention of stopping, and the disciple who issued the task was still looking at Lin Feng with questioning eyes, looking like it was for his good.

In this way, Lin Feng was a little unhappy, and his expression gradually cooled.

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry. ”

......

After that, when Lin Feng stood outside the murderous swamp, he finally understood why the mission pavilion disciples looked like that.

Looking at the large swamp in front of him, where he couldn't get his feet, and the poisonous plants that could be seen everywhere, and there was no open space around him that was enough for him to stay, he really didn't dare to go over without any strength.

"But that's not going to bother me. ”

At this time, Lin Feng began to thank himself for all his years in the Lin family, because he was the most talented young master in the family, he could get more trial opportunities than others.

And the terrain similar to the murderous swamp, he happened to have been to a place, but he was quite experienced.

After repeatedly surveying the surrounding environment, Lin Feng finally settled on a foothold, took out the hemp rope he had prepared and tied it to the trunk of the tree next to him.

In the swamp not far away, there was a grunt from time to time, accompanied by a foul smell, and it was clear that there was what he was looking for.