Time flies by like water, and in the blink of an eye, five days have passed in the apricot forest.

In a few days, Lin Feng did the matter of doves occupying the magpie's nest, and directly occupied the Xixia Yipintang station.

Poor Xixia Yipintang and the warriors were originally the masters here, but in the end they became prisoners here.

In the past few days, Lin Feng has acted as if he was in the world's first space-time East Factory, using the Northern Spiritual Skill to absorb all the internal strength of many martial artists in the Xixia Yipintang as his own.

Although the Xixia Yipintang is known as the Yipintang, there are very few masters who can really be called the world's first-class masters, but the imperial concubine Li Qiushui is only Duan Yanqing and the Nine Wings Daoren.

Duan Yanqing has already been put under Lin Feng's command, and the Nine Winged Dao people are still stationed in Western Xia at the moment, so it can be said that Yipintang does not have a top master in the Central Plains at present.

Not only that, except for the four evildoers, none of the masters who came to the Central Plains this time had the strength to reach the first-class.

And the four villains, including Yue Laosan and Yunzhonghe, have all been incorporated into Lin Feng's command, and scattered into the rivers and lakes to find the place where Su Xinghe and Zhenlong's chess game are located.

And now Lin Feng's cultivation has reached the peak of the Qi training period, and he is only one foot away from being able to enter the foundation building period and become a great martial arts master.

"Someone, go and bring the rest of the people in the prison to this seat!"

Sitting on top of a futon, Lin Feng's long-closed eyes suddenly opened, and a fine light was like lightning, which seemed to pierce people's hearts.

As soon as he heard his voice, the servants waiting outside the door immediately took the order and went to bring up the only three remaining people in the Xixia Yipintang.

Lin Feng has never been a benevolent person, especially when he treats those he despises. It's a pity that these Yipintang martial artists are among them.

Every time he absorbed the internal force of these guys, Lin Feng would casually kill them and send them to see the king of Hades.

Ignoring the three ghosts crying wolf and begging for mercy, or the heart-rending angry scolding, Lin Feng sucked all the internal strength of their bodies expressionlessly.

Among these three people, the one with the highest martial arts is only the level of a third-rate martial artist, but the internal strength of several people is superimposed, but they also have nearly thirty internal strength.

It stands to reason that Lin Feng only needs to absorb the internal strength of one of them, and he should already be able to break through the shackles of a hundred years of skill, enter the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and build a foundation.

But this is not the case, after Lin Feng absorbed the internal force of two of them in a row, he was still a little short of the foundation building period, and he couldn't break through for a long time.

It wasn't until he absorbed ninety percent of the last person's internal force that his Northern Darkness True Qi underwent a qualitative change.

Lin Feng only felt that his whole body was full of true qi, and it had reached an unprecedented level, and even Zhou Tian's operation seemed to be stagnant.

It wasn't until a seemingly nonexistent bottleneck in the darkness was suddenly broken away, and the true qi of the Northern Darkness in his body began to converge with each other. From the original trace of airflow, the first drop of extremely compressed almost liquid gradually condensed.

"Is this true qi liquefaction?"

Lin Feng was pleasantly surprised to feel that the wisps of majestic true qi in his body were gradually condensed into a drop of transparent liquid.

This drop of transparent liquid was only not much larger than the tip of a needle at first, but as the condensation of true qi increased, it gradually grew to the size of a sesame seed, then to the size of a mung bean, then to the size of a soybean, and finally to the size of a broad bean, and then it no longer increased.

And at this moment, Lin Feng found that his original body was incomparably full of Northern Darkness True Qi, but it had only turned into a transparent liquid the size of a broad bean!

However, although the huge amount of True Qi had been condensed, no matter how much this drop of liquid True Qi was currently mellow or powerful, it was far more than several times higher than before the condensation.

"Is this the realm of the Great Grandmaster? Is this the state of pig during the foundation building period? ”

Lin Feng clenched his fists, and only felt that the Northern Darkness True Qi in his body was running smoothly and as desired, without the slightest feeling of stagnation and obstruction before.

Suddenly, his right hand fluttered lightly to the side of the futon under the seat, seemingly soft and without courage.

"Click!"

But under Lin Feng's gentle stick, all the floor tiles in the range around his body were shattered. What was particularly terrifying was that a brick in his palm had turned into powder, and there was not even a trace of residue left.

"The power of this palm is at least two or three times higher than my previous one, and the power of the foundation building period is really not the same as the qi training period!"

Lin Feng only felt that the operation of the exercises had been smoothed to the extreme, and the mobilization of the Northern Darkness True Qi in the muscles and veins in the body was also more relaxed and freehand.

Overjoyed, Lin Feng couldn't help but step out of the door and unleash his fists and kicks in the courtyard.

His practice is exciting, boxing, body, and footwork are all spontaneous, and there is no discipline. But because of this, it also seems to be particularly harmonious and more in line with himself, which is quite the meaning of the legend of "the unity of heaven and man, and the forgetting of things and me".

Lin Feng practiced this time, cultivating from daylight to starry night, and then from starry night to daylight. The whole process lasted for twelve hours before it was completed.

"Whew...... Such a feeling of resonance with the nature of heaven and earth is the legendary sympathy between heaven and man? ”

Lin Feng let out a sigh of relief, not only did he not feel the slightest tiredness, but he also felt refreshed and energetic.

At this moment, a white figure suddenly came from the west of the city.

This figure seems to be a person, elegant, flexible, chic and wanton, like a white crane in the clouds.

"The subordinate crane in the clouds, there is something important to enlighten the Lord!"

The person who came was none other than the crane in the clouds, the fourth of the four evildoers.

The Crane in the Cloud Martial Arts cultivation can only be regarded as a second-rate level, but its light skills are very outstanding, and it can almost compete with the top masters, or even better.

But despite this, in Lin Feng's hands, he could only honestly obey orders.

Lin Feng glanced at him and asked indifferently, "But have you found Su Xinghe?" ”

Yun Zhonghe knelt on one knee, his hands clenched into fists, he didn't dare to get up without Lin Feng's orders, although it was good news at this time, he didn't dare to mess with the rules.

I saw him smile on his face and flattered: "The Lord is clever and wise, and he can guess it at once!" ”

"You kid talks a lot of nonsense!" Lin Feng smiled nonchalantly, "Quickly take me to find Su Xinghe, and immediately summon Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang to let them go to where Su Xinghe is." ”

He looked for the chess game between Su Xinghe and Zhenlong, naturally in order to find Wuyazi. However, Wu Yazi was killed by Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu, and he was already a crippled person, so he naturally would not be taken seriously by Lin Feng at this time.

What's more, even if Wu Yazi is in good health, his more than seventy years of skill alone is not enough to match Lin Feng, who is already in the foundation building period.

What Lin Feng wants now is the inheritance of all the founders of the Xiaoyao School, including Wu Yazi, Li Qiushui, and Tianshan Tong.

Only this kind of inheritance, which is almost immortal, can make him, who has officially embarked on the path of cultivation, feel unprecedented heartbeat.