"Senior Brother Ling, what do you need?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Ling, if you need anything, just say it!"

"As long as our brother can do it, he will definitely not shirk, please don't be ......polite to Senior Brother Ling."

……

Under the active guidance of a large group of law enforcement disciples, Ling Feng walked into the side hall at the back of the Punishment Hall, and the Punishment King Kong personally said that he could cultivate here with peace of mind.

However, after many law enforcement disciples led the way for Ling Feng, they surrounded the gate of the side hall, smiling one by one, complimenting endlessly, and refusing to leave, as if they wanted to stay here.

It's no wonder that the Eight King Kongs, including the Punishment King Kong, have already regarded Ling Feng as the best cultivation target among the new disciples after witnessing the strength displayed by Ling Feng when he is in the punishment array, and they have to make him the vanguard to deal with Hua Shao Su Chenchang.

Even fools can see that this young man, who has been promoted from a peripheral disciple to a core disciple in just one year after coming to the Vajra Gate, will definitely thrive in Vajra Mountain and even in the entire monk world from now on.

In this way, they naturally have to maintain a good relationship with this Senior Brother Ling, shout the cold and ask for warmth, and respond to requests.

"Thank you for taking care of you. However, what the junior disciple needs most at this time is to cultivate quietly. ”

People are so enthusiastic, Ling Feng can't refute the face of these law enforcement disciples, arched his hand, and said very tactfully.

The law enforcement disciples looked at each other, and then nodded their heads, feeling that Ling Feng, a young man, really didn't have to say anything, he had such a strong strength, and he was not arrogant, but he was quite generous, able to convince the public, and had already shown a certain degree of leadership ability.

Thinking of this, the law enforcement disciples admired Ling Feng even more, so naturally they would not be entangled any longer, and after a few words of greeting, they retreated and left the side hall.

As soon as these law enforcement disciples left, Ling Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about being asked by so many people just now, he was really a little annoyed.

Yuan light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, swept at the gate of the side hall, Ling Feng found a mechanism, his finger lightly touched on it, and suddenly with a bang, a stone door fell down, isolating this side hall from the outside world.

"It was really dangerous to be executed by those law enforcement disciples just now. However, fortunately, I have a five-element crystal body, and the super armor of the upper grade Dao weapon level is really extraordinary, hahaha......"

Closing the door of the hall, Ling Feng performed the Dragon Breath Gong and swept through this side hall, and found that there was no hidden Shadow Formation Formation, so he put his mind at ease, laughed and patted his chest.

As Ling Feng said, he had indeed put the Five Elements Crystal Body of the Superior Dao Weapon outside of his body.

Just when the twenty law enforcement disciples used Ling Chi's pen to write the font and attack themselves, almost breaking their skin, Ling Feng was about to cast the human crystal steel, he suddenly remembered the Five Elements Crystal Body.

At that time, the faint five-colored light that flickered was none other than Ling Feng releasing the Five Elements Crystal Body and quickly protecting his body.

Next, all the attacks he encountered in the formation were easily resisted by the Five Elements Crystal, and his body did not suffer the slightest damage.

But he deceived every law enforcement disciple present, and he didn't show his feet in front of the Eight King Kongs.

With a slight smile in his heart, the five-colored light behind Ling Feng flashed, and the five-element crystal body was taken off and put into the five-element gourd space by him again.

Then Ling Feng took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and thought quietly.

"There are still more than ten days before the anniversary of Cheng Jinfeng, and during this time, I can practice the Platinum King Fist and the Black Gold King Fist. The anniversary contest is better to show the magic of the King Kong Gate. ”

After a while, Ling Feng nodded slightly, and made a cultivation plan for these ten days.

Then he didn't hesitate, and immediately held his breath and concentrated, and the spiritual urging method of the Platinum King Fist flowed through his mind.

The platinum spirit object in his body began to circulate rapidly, and the platinum spirit object that could condense twenty long knives that he had snatched from the law enforcement disciple erupted from the palms of his hands and was suspended in the air as Ling Feng controlled it.

Ling Feng's eyes swept and he could easily judge that the platinum essence contained in these platinum spirit objects was enough to compare with the platinum essence contained in thousands of platinum refining pills.

It was really hard to find a place to step through the iron shoes, and it didn't take any effort to get it, saving Ling Feng a lot of elixirs to buy additional platinum spirit objects.

Moreover, among these platinum spiritual objects, if there was still a hidden spiritual technique cultivated by those law enforcement disciples, after Ling Feng had completely refined it, he would be able to save a lot of time for meditation by cultivating the Platinum King Fist by himself.

"Haha, not bad, not bad!"

Nodding and smiling at the platinum spirit object in front of him, Ling Feng's internal organs established the aura circulation of the Platinum King Fist, and as soon as he raised his hand, he unleashed a subtle platinum true qi from the platinum spirit object in front of him, wanting to refine it most thoroughly.

However, the phantom of a large book suddenly condensed in the mass of platinum spiritual objects, and the big book opened, as if it was blown by the wind, and a page flew out very casually, spinning like a dart, cutting into the platinum true qi that Ling Feng had punched.

Whew!

A tearing sound sounded, and Ling Feng's Platinum True Qi was actually slashed and dissipated without a trace!

"Boy! Just by you, you also want to refine the platinum spirit things that have been tempered by my 'torture book'? Bite off more than one can chew! ”

Immediately afterward, a majestic voice sounded in the shadow of the big book.

The pages of the book shone brightly, revealing a great deal of text.

Ling Feng looked at it intently, and immediately found that the text on it was actually the kind of majestic font he saw at the gate of the Hall of Punishment, as well as the kind of hideous font he saw in the corridor.

In addition to these two fonts, there are many other forms of fonts, which Ling Feng has never seen, but those fonts are their own, and the forms are ever-changing, but there is a majestic momentum, which runs through the front and back, and always changes.

"Torture book? Could it be that this penmanship font is called a criminal book? A special penmanship unique to the Temple of Torture that can be used to execute or even kill opponents? ”

Ling Feng recalled what he had seen and heard when he came to the Torture Hall, until he was punished by the law enforcement disciples, and then to the spiritual imprint that erupted from the platinum spirit object to rebel against him at this time, as if it was all related to a special brushwork.

"The book of my execution, majesty is inviolable! Punished! ”

Just as Ling Feng was questioning, the phantom of the Book of Execution suddenly flew over, and the word chain shot out of the page, and then there was a loud bang, and the platinum spirit object turned into a long chain of chains, writhing in the air, and bound towards Ling Feng.

Seeing this, Ling Feng frowned.

Ling Feng was very interested in the fact that he could directly fly out of the font to manipulate the platinum spirit object in the torture book, and planned to think about it carefully to see if he could gain something.

Or, the book of punishment itself is a kind of spiritual art in the Platinum King Fist, and he has not yet realized it?

But before Ling Feng had time to think about it seriously, the torture book showed a desperate posture, as if he would not give up if he did not kill himself.

Ling Feng had no choice but to release his powerful True Qi and fight back against him.

The spiritual imprint of that torture book was not strong, even weaker than the spiritual imprint that Hua Shao had left in the core of Wudong Ming Yuan, and now Ling Feng, there was no difficulty at all in destroying this level of spiritual imprint.

Shout!

Ling Feng's palm shook, and a stream of golden true qi instantly rushed out, hitting the platinum chain that danced like a python, instantly breaking its form, and chasing all the way, landing on the illusory shadow of the torture book.

Hisss and smack!

The golden true qi stirred violently, and without making any more sound, the golden pages were cut into strands of extremely pure platinum true qi, fused with the main body of the platinum true qi.

"This spiritual imprint is too domineering to submit, it can only be destroyed. If you have the chance, go to the Witness King Kong and ask about the origin of the torture book. ”

Seeing that the Torture Book Phantom was easily torn to pieces by the golden true qi released by himself, Ling Feng felt a little regretful, shook his head and sighed, and then waved his hand, incorporating those platinum spirit objects that had eliminated the spiritual imprint and were already extremely pure into his body, and fused into his own platinum spirit object cycle.

If you want to cultivate the spirit art more exquisitely, the more you need to hone and brew for a long time, Ling Feng is not in a hurry, after integrating the platinum spirit object into his body, he will use the spiritual fire of the five internal organs to calcine it, brand it with his own traces, and slowly make it a part of his body.

"And the black gold of Black King Kong......"

While refining the platinum spiritual object, Ling Feng's mind moved, and the aura circulation of the Black Gold King Fist was established in his body, and he began to refine the black gold qi that condensed the small world when the Black King Kong attacked him.

Ling Feng cultivated the Nine Lives Divine Skill, achieved the second life, refined twice the meridians in his body, and ran the Platinum King Fist and the Black Gold King Fist at the same time, so he could go his own way, and it would not cause a conflict of exercises at all.

"Huh? In this black gold qi, there is not the slightest spiritual imprint? ”

As soon as he started the circulation of the Black Gold King Fist's vitality, Ling Feng suddenly discovered that the black gold qi that Black King Kong had attacked him had immediately integrated into the circulation of his body's black gold vitality, and he had not been resisted by the slightest spiritual imprint.

Ling Feng groaned slightly for a long time, then suddenly shook his head and laughed.

"It seems that that Black King Kong guy is not trying to teach me a lesson at all, he has been testing from beginning to end, just wanting to see my true strength."

With the kindness of others, Ling Feng naturally would not shirk it, and immediately controlled the black gold qi and honed the black gold king fist wholeheartedly.

The two spiritual techniques were both manipulating real gold spiritual objects, but one yang and one yin, their attributes were very different, but they formed a perfect cycle in Ling Feng's body.

For several days, Ling Feng had been diligently refining the Platinum Spiritual Object and the Black Gold Spiritual Object, patiently honing the two exercises of the Platinum King Fist and the Black Gold King Fist.

Inspiration is frequent, and it is getting better.

…………

Chief Vajra Hall, back garden.

The arrogant sound of the piano came out, knocking on the listener's heart, making him involuntarily guess what a proud person the piano player was.

Still outside the garden, Ding Yuanqi heard the sound of the piano, his body was stunned, and his expression changed slightly.

Airplanes......

"Senior Brother Ding, come in." In the garden, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the voice of Hua Shao Su Chenchang rang out.

"Yes, less flowers." Ding * Yuanqi nodded hurriedly, his eyes rolled slightly, as if he had thought of something, and then took a step and walked straight into the back garden.

(End of chapter)