Chapter 107: I don't have the strength to pretend to be anything
The monk surnamed Wu knelt on the ground and said hurriedly: "Money, money, master, spare my life, I can give all my belongings." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"Money?" Lin Feng sneered and said disdainfully: "Do you think that when you reach my level of cultivation, you will still be short of money?" ā
Looking at the flickering light on Lin Feng's fingertips, the monk surnamed Wu shrank his pupils, gritted his teeth and took out a jade talisman from his inner pocket, and offered it with both hands: "Master, I can use this magic weapon to calm your anger." ā
"Artifact?" Lin Feng stretched out his hand, and the jade talisman in his hand flew up.
This jade talisman is made of the same material as the one in the auction, but the internal structure of the magic circle has not been destroyed.
"With this thing, the next step is to find the spirit essence, and the spirit gathering circle can be arranged."
Lin Feng was secretly happy in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, making it impossible to see his inner thoughts.
"Guru." The monk surnamed Wu was worried that Lin Feng would not accept it, the level of this magic weapon was not high, and it might be a little useful to him, but for a powerful monk like Lin Feng, it was like chicken ribs.
It is of little use other than taking it for sale money or giving it away.
"That's fine." The cold aura on Lin Feng's body gradually faded.
"Thank you, Master, for not killing." The monk surnamed Wu showed great joy, although this magic weapon is precious, but compared to life, what is it?
"I'm not done yet." Lin Feng glared.
"Ugh!" The monk surnamed Wu was stunned for a moment, and the heart that he had just put down was raised in his throat again.
"Whatever the Guru wants, just mention it."
"Transfer the money to me." Lin Feng spoke, he was really short of money now.
"Didn't you say you weren't short of money!" The monk surnamed Wu scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.
The magic weapons have been sent out, and the money is not bad, as long as you can survive, you can do anything, and your strength will be high in the future, and you will get it back.
"What is the Guru's account number?" His expression was flattering, but hatred flashed in the depths of his eyes.
The hatred in his eyes flashed away, but Lin Feng clearly noticed it, sneered in his heart, took out his bank card from his pocket and handed it over.
"Toot toot toot...... "......The ringtone of the mobile phone text message sounds.
It's a message that arrives in the account, totaling 132 million.
"In today's society, it's convenient!" Lin Feng's heart blossomed, but the expression on his face still did not change in the slightest.
"Master, that's all for the time being, if necessary, I'll get money for you in the coming day, and I'll transfer it to you." The monk surnamed Wu smiled, but his heart was very bitter.
He was also short of money during this time, and he only got 130 million for a day, and he didn't have time to spend it yet!
"Hmm!"
Lin Feng nodded, and turned to look at Master Deyun, who had not moved.
Master Deyun wanted to turn around and leave, but after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't dare, and at this time, when he saw Lin Feng looking over, he stepped forward and said respectfully: "Junior, Deyun, meet the senior." ā
When he heard Master Liu shouting Master Lin Feng just now, he subconsciously thought that he was an old monster with a young face.
"Senpai?" Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was thinking too much, but he didn't explain.
On the way to cultivation, the emphasis is on the master as the teacher, and it is unacceptable to be called a senior.
"Deyun is right!"
"It's the junior."
"I want to make a deal with you, how about it?"
"Ugh! If the seniors have any needs, it doesn't matter if they just say, as long as the younger generations have them, they should be offered. ā
He said it very beautifully, but he was secretly complaining in his heart, Lin Feng and the three of them appeared here, it was definitely not a coincidence, they definitely came to this companion stone.
"How can I ask for your things for nothing!" Lin Feng shook his head and said, "Let's make a deal!" ā
"Whatever the seniors say, it's as it is." Master Deyun's scalp was numb.
This man's temper is simply too elusive.
"Hmm!" Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction, glanced at the monk surnamed Wu meaningfully, and said, "Give me the three-legged golden toad, I won't interfere in the affairs here." ā
The hatred in the eyes of the monk surnamed Wu thought that he was hiding very deeply, but it did not escape Lin Feng's eyes, such an insidious and cunning person, it must be a scourge to keep it.
"Then thank you, Master." Master Deyun gritted his teeth.
Lin Feng had such a strong strength, even if he didn't take anything, he wouldn't dare not give the companion stone, and proposing this deal at this time was exactly what he wanted.
If you can solve this old mess with your own hands, and solve the two tricks and only hate, at least your heart will be much happier.
"Guru, what do you mean by that?" The monk surnamed Wu was anxious.
"What do you mean?" Lin Feng spread his hands and smiled: "I received your magic weapons and money, and I also bypassed your life, and the two are clear, as for what will happen to your enemy, it seems that it has nothing to do with me!" ā
"You ......" The monk surnamed Wu opened his eyes and said hatefully: "You are fooling me? ā
The hatred in his heart couldn't be hidden, and he stared at Lin Feng deadly.
"Hmph." Lin Feng snorted coldly and said, "You have hatred for me, how can I let you go." ā
"Don't force me, or we'll die together." The monk surnamed Wu had a strong voice.
"Heh, this trick doesn't work for me." Lin Feng snorted, this person still thinks he is Deyun fooling!
"Deyun, don't you want to do it yet?"
When Master Deyun heard this, his eyes were about to erupt with fire, and he stepped forward and raised his palm, directly slapping the Heavenly Spirit Gai of the monk surnamed Wu.
"You're cheap."
His original intention was to concoct a monk surnamed Wu well, and at this time, it was indeed cheap to end his life directly.
"Since you forced me, let's die together!" The monk surnamed Wu suddenly stretched out his hand into his arms, and his eyes showed a fierce meaning.
A black wooden plaque suddenly appeared in his hand, somewhat similar to the old bark before, but surrounded by violent spiritual power.
"A real rune?" Master Deyun was shocked and retreated frantically.
"Don't ......" Lin Feng exclaimed urgently, but halfway through his words, Master Deyun had already retreated, and it was too late to stop it.
"Old man, put away the spirit talisman, I'll keep you safe." Lin Feng said.
"And how am I going to calm my anger?" He said Lin Feng's words as they were.
"I'll you." Lin Feng hurriedly took out the jade magic weapon.
"The magic weapon will be returned to you, and the money will be given to you."
"Humph!" The old man surnamed Wu snorted coldly, learned Lin Feng's movements, raised his hand with a move, and took something from the air.
The jade magic weapon floated up, but the spirit rune in his hand also emitted light.
"Not good." The old man surnamed Wu felt the fluctuation of the spirit rune and changed color.
His strength is only one level of qi training, and his control of spiritual power is not enough, and when the spiritual energy surges, he accidentally affects the spirit rune.
"I-grass, I don't have the strength to pretend to be anything, this time it's over." Lin Feng's heart was in a hurry, and the power revealed in the spirit rune made him feel a palpitation.
"Hey."
He shouted, raised his foot and kicked Zhang Fatzi away, turned his hand and threw Master Liu's shirt out, and when he turned around and wanted to escape, it was already too late.
The spirit rune flashed with dazzling brilliance, and the majesty it exuded made him feel as if he was carrying a 10,000-pound boulder on his body, overwhelmed, and his legs were like being stuck in the mire.
"Five lines of Yue, suppress Qiankun." Lin Feng burst out, his fingers moving rapidly.
A five-colored mountain suddenly appeared overhead, suppressing it downward.
This is the most powerful move in the Little Five Elements Technique, which was originally used to suppress the enemy, but now, it was used by Lin Feng to suppress his own body and act as a defensive barrier.
Lin Feng felt that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly being withdrawn, and the spiritual energy in the dantian dried up rapidly, as if it was about to be listed.
'Poof. He spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The cultivation of the third layer of Qi cultivation was far from enough to perform this trick, and forcibly casting it at this time caused a great backlash.
"Haha, providence." The monk surnamed Wu had tears in his eyes, and his arm holding the spirit talisman was cracked, revealing his white bones, but he didn't seem to notice it, and his eyes were full of madness.
"You forced me, otherwise how could it be." He looked a little crazy, looking at Lin Feng's eyes full of hatred.
If it weren't for Lin Feng's words and unbelievable, how could he have ended up like this.
"Give me town."
Lin Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him, took out a handful of pills from his pocket, put it in his mouth and swallowed it.
This is a pill condensed from a thousand years of ginseng essence, and I have been stepped on by the sole of my shoe, and I have been feeling nauseous and have not taken it, and I can't care so much about it at this time.
The entrance of the pill turned into aura and replenished into the dantian, and it was extracted by the five-colored mountains.
"Haha! Die! The monk surnamed Wu laughed wildly, the flesh on his arm fell off, and the white bone claws suddenly threw out the spirit rune.
As soon as the spirit rune struck, he spurted blood, closed his eyes, and fell backwards.
The strength of the first layer of Qi cultivation was not enough to urge the spirit rune, it would cause a great backlash, if it weren't for that, he would have killed Master Deyun before.
"Boom!"
There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the whole mountain was shaken, and the loose rubble on it slid down.
Lin Feng was shrouded in the five-colored mountains, and he bore the brunt of the spirit rune, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of clicking and shattering sounded in his ears.
The strongest move of the Little Five Elements Technique is extraordinary, but Lin Feng's strength is some after all, only three layers of Qi training, even if it is forcibly used, it has a power of one percent.
"Are you going to die?" Lin Feng looked at the cracked five-colored mountains, and there was a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
He still has a lot of things to do, and he is too sorry to die at this time.
The most important thing is, if he dies, what will happen to the mother at home? Who will support you?
"No, I can't die, I can't die." Lin Feng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding, but his desire to survive was extremely strong, but this could not stop the speed of the cracking of the five-colored mountains.
"Click!"
The five-colored mountains still didn't hold on, and they shattered.
āā¦ā¦ Alas......" Lin Feng opened his mouth, but in the end he only let out a sigh, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.
"Lin Feng." Zhang Fatzi, whose body was in mid-air, suddenly roared, and his body stopped in mid-air.
Behind him radiated a radiant light, like a golden sun across the sky.
"A big belly can tolerate it, and the world can tolerate it." Zhang Fatzi's expression was solemn, and his mouth was soft.
As his voice fell, a cloth bag suddenly appeared in the sky, the mouth of the bag was facing downward, exuding an extremely strong suction.
"Huh?" Lin Feng felt that the power of the spirit runes around him was rapidly decreasing, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Alive." Zhang Fat grinned, and fell down rapidly, as if he had been drained of his last strength by this action.
"Poof!"
The cloth bag in the sky was torn, like a punctured ball, rapidly drying up.
The power of the spirit rune explosion was resisted by the five-colored mountains, and most of it was absorbed by the cloth bag, leaving the aftermath, setting off a wave of qi, lifting Lin Feng and flying straight towards the small lake.
"Plop."
Water splashes.
He Wanqing, who was stunned in place, suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck, and then reflected, turned around, and looked at the rippling ripples on the surface of the lake in a daze.