"Heh, it's finally broken!"

Feeling the changes in the spiritual root of the dantian, Wang Ming let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

After making sure that Lin Feng was not around, he comforted himself that everything before was an illusion, including the big horns around him that were still ringing.

Wang Ming didn't care about that, and controlled the long sword, he was determined to advance another kilometer towards the middle of the lake!

The inheritance of the Spirit Sword should be in the middle of the lake, right?

As for Lin Feng?

Hehe, a Qi Condensation disciple without a spiritual root, even if he was lucky enough to catch up with me before, it would be impossible to advance another half a kilometer!

Otherwise, I, Wang Ming, will directly stand upside down......

Thinking like this, Wang Ming ate a few more pills.

Then, he found that directly in front of him, there was actually a ball of silver light.

From a distance, the bright silver light floats on the surface of the lake, and there is a sense of dreaminess.

"Is it a legacy?"

Wang Ming clenched his fists, and slowly walked forward with a huge consumption of spiritual power.

Suddenly, Wang Ming was stunned.

Because, he saw that in the silver lightning light, there seemed to be a figure, and the figure held a golden fishing rod two or three meters long, suspended at the junction of the lake.

This made Wang Ming even more excited!

Although the distance was far away, coupled with the light of thunder and lightning, he couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he felt that nine times out of ten it was the inheritance of the Spirit Sword.

"I can't imagine that Lingjianzi actually left a shadow clone as an inheritance, is this an immortal method?"

Wang Ming's heart almost rose to his throat, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

But when he advanced some distance, he was suddenly stunned, because he suddenly found that the person who was fishing on the lake, like an immortal, was regarded by him as the inheritance of the Spirit Sword - it was actually Lin Feng!

"How is that possible!?"

Wang Ming was angry in his heart, and at the moment, he didn't care about the consumption of spiritual power, and walked forward quickly.

"Lin Feng?"

After coming closer, Wang Ming tried to shout.

He didn't believe that it was the real Lin Feng, he felt that this must be the inheritance of the Spirit Sword, but he had been hearing Lin Feng's voice for the past few days, and Lin Feng had become his inner demon, so the shadow clone of the Spirit Sword he saw would become Lin Feng's appearance.

But in fact, the person who was floating on the surface of the lake to fish was none other than Lin Feng!

The gravity ability after the star ascension was enough to levitate Lin Feng, but it was still a little difficult to achieve the effect of flying.

However, even this is enough to pretend to be forced in front of Wang Ming!

You must know that when Lin Feng saw Wang Ming, Wang Ming was sitting on the long sword magic weapon.

Lin Feng is different, Lin Feng is directly suspended on the surface of the lake, and between this comparison, you can immediately see the difference between the two methods.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to Wang Ming, just like when he called Wang Ming before, Wang Ming ignored him.

"Senior Brother Lin, is that you? I'm Wang Ming! ”

Wang Ming continued to probe while Lin Feng was still leisurely fishing, completely ignoring the other party.

Seeing this, Wang Ming seemed to remember something, so he learned from Lin Feng a few days ago, controlled the magic weapon sword, and circled around Lin Feng.

After a long time, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly lifted the fishing rod, and a big cyan fish took the bait!

Wang Ming couldn't believe his eyes, Lin Feng was actually fishing in the Heritage Lake?

Everyone is eager to seize the time to cultivate, but you are fishing here, this picture is too unsocial, right?

In fact, if Wang Ming knew that Lin Feng had eaten grilled fish almost every night in the past few days, then he would definitely feel broken!

After collecting all the ability space of the herring fish, Lin Feng deliberately slowed down his movements and deliberately brushed the hook that was completely vertical.

But Lin Feng still felt that Wang Ming might not have seen clearly, so he coughed lightly again, and then took the fish hook and looked at the sun.

After a long time, Wang Ming finally reacted and lost his voice.

"You're fishing with a straight hook?!"

Seeing this, Lin Feng was overjoyed, but said indifferently without changing his face.

"Lin Taigong fishes, and those who wish to take the bait......"

After speaking, Lin Feng shook his head, as if telling the world about the feeling of loneliness that no one could understand.

Master, always lonely!

At this moment, Lin Feng seemed to understand Jiang Taigong's mood back then, and a trace of loneliness flowed out of his face.

But then, Lin Feng's complexion suddenly changed again, and he looked at Wang Ming, who was looking at him blankly, and said suspiciously.

"Is this a hallucination?"

After speaking, Lin Feng didn't pay attention to Wang Ming, and with a flick of the fishing rod, he just threw the hook on the top of Wang Ming's head......

"Huh?"

Lin Feng felt something strange and opened his eyes again.

Immediately after, Lin Feng frowned very puzzled, and then knocked Wang Ming's head with a fishing rod

- That feeling is real.

"Isn't this an illusion, you are really Wang Ming?"

Lin Feng muttered softly, and tapped Wang Ming's head twice with a fishing rod.

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, remembering that after he had just broken through the sixth layer of the foundation, he had set up Flagg, but as a result, Lin Feng not only advanced one kilometer, but also went one step further than himself, this is not Chi Guoguo's slap in the face!

But the good thing is that no one knows......

Wang Ming secretly comforted himself, he felt that he still despised Lin Feng's magic weapon.

So, he soon came up with a new plan

- Why don't you use Lin Feng's magic weapon to enter the center of the inheritance lake, and then get Lin Feng out just a moment before you get the inheritance of the spirit sword?

Thinking about it like this, Wang Ming's previous depression was gone, and at the same time, he secretly said in his heart: What if you Lin Feng have Elder Dan's magic weapon? In the end, it's not about giving me Wang Ming a cow and a horse, this is the gap between strength and talent!

When thinking like this, Wang Ming's demeanor also became gentle, almost as happy as when he first saw Lin Feng.

"Senior Brother Lin, it's really you, I'm relieved to see you! You don't know that I was worried about your safety a few days ago, and I actually hallucinated, and I felt that you were by my side all day long! ”

"Are you really Senior Brother Wang Ming?"

Lin Feng's face was full of disbelief, and then he knocked Wang Ming's head with a fishing rod.

"Senior Brother Lin, I'm real! Let me tell you, the inheritance of the ancestor of the spirit sword is likely to be in the center of this lake, with the strength of the senior brother, plus the magic weapon of the senior brother to avoid water, the inheritance of the ancestor of the spirit sword must be in our bag! ”

Wang Ming said anxiously, he didn't have much pill left, so he had to get the inheritance as soon as possible, otherwise everything would be in vain.

"Uh, it's definitely an illusion, I'll ignore you!"

Hearing Wang Ming's words, Lin Feng immediately felt that Wang Ming wanted to use him.

So the idea that he had originally prepared to ask Wang Ming to give him a magic weapon to prove that Wang Ming was real and not an illusion was immediately dispelled.

However, Wang Ming's words also reminded Lin Feng that Lin Feng had obtained a map of the inheritance space from Mr. Skeleton at the beginning, and there was a small sword symbol in the middle of the map.

At that time, the fat man had to say that the little sword must be some kind of treasure, but after Lin Feng and the others came to the inheritance lake, this idea gradually disappeared.

With an endless water level and no island in the middle of the lake, that little sword must be just an ordinary sign!

But now it seems that that little sword is likely to represent the inheritance of the spirit sword!

So, Lin Feng put away the fishing rod, plunged directly into the water, and quickly swam towards the center of the lake.

At the same time, in the center of this inheritance lake, a handsome boy dressed in white like snow and holding a folding fan appeared out of thin air......