Lin Feng estimated that it would take about seven or eight consecutive days for him to absorb an internal force that was almost equal to his own level, and it would take him about seven or eight days to completely calm down.

However, even if the true qi is disordered, it will not affect his strength, but the new true qi in his body is difficult to exert ten percent of its power.

Despite this, the Northern Spiritual Skill is also far superior to the Great Weight of Absorbing Gong by ten times, and it will not absorb the internal force of the alien species, if it is not refined, it will not be able to use a single cent, and if it is placed in the body for a long time, it is even more dangerous.

Lin Feng was not a person who loved to kill, he just let the two Infinite Sword Sect disciples fall asleep and went to the mountain again.

In the original work, Duan Yu was just an ordinary person of the first order without cultivation, and the first time he used the Northern Spiritual Skill, it was also the first time he absorbed all the internal strength of the entire seven Infinite Sword Sect disciples at one time.

And now that he has eight years of internal strength, how can he be satisfied with just absorbing the internal strength of the two of them for six or seven years?

At least it can't be weaker than Duan Yu, who is powerless!

As for absorbing the internal strength of the disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect, Lin Feng had no guilt in his heart. After all, there was still a holiday with their senior brother Gong Guangjie before, and if the relationship between the two sides was not because of the Shennong Gang, I am afraid it would be a little worse.

Lin Feng's feet Ling Bo walked very fast, and after a short time, he had already come to the peak where he was on that day, he jumped and jumped to the edge of a house, silently.

His light skills are wonderful, and even martial artists who are higher than him are extremely difficult to sense his leap.

The two disciples in the room, a man and a woman, were grinding their ears and temples, fighting with their intestines, Rao is Lin Feng was born in modern times, and he couldn't help but be blushed by the shallow singing and low groans made by the women unconsciously.

Lin Feng secretly said that he was about to turn around and go elsewhere, although he was not a good person, he also knew that bad people and good things should not be done at this time, but unexpectedly, the two of them suddenly started talking.

"Master, is it okay to do kung fu? Can you be better than Master? A young man asked, panting.

The information revealed by this first word alone almost made Lin Feng can't help but spray rice.

"You are a bad family, what kind of teacher do you call others, you should tell people to be careful of their livers!" The woman's words and tone were certainly quite coquettish, but the voice was obviously a half-old, which made Lin Feng can't help but feel cold.

"That old thing has only been looking for him and the wild seeds of that little slut for the past few days, where can he take care of me! What's more, over the years, if it weren't for you, a rival, who was nostalgic for this place, where would people still be able to live on this barren mountain! ”

Lin Feng's mind changed when he heard this, and he remembered the plot in the original book, and his heart suddenly became clear. A few days ago, it should have been Ye Erniang who went up to Wuliang Mountain and snatched Zuo Zi Mu's young son, who was still pregnant.

"So, the only person in this Infinite Sword Sect who poses a threat to me is not in the sect at this moment?"

Lin Feng secretly said that it was really a godsend, if he didn't suck the Infinite Sword Sect into the sky this time, wouldn't he be violent and ruined?

But I only heard that the man seemed to stop some movements, and said angrily: "Kind-hearted, as long as you help me set up the last three styles of the old guy's immeasurable sword technique, I will immediately take you away and fly high, and I will never break my word!" ”

"Official, are you serious?"

"Good dear, how have I ever deceived you? If you don't believe, I can swear to heaven, if I dare to deceive you, discipline me with thunder and thunder, and I won't ......."

"Hey! Officials don't want to be like this, the slave family just believes in you...... If that old thing doesn't tell me again, I'll drugged him, stun him, tie him up again, and force him to ask for swordsmanship! ”

The more Lin Feng's face listened, the more strange it became, as soon as he entered the Infinite Sword Sect by himself, he found a room at random to eavesdrop, and then he encountered Zuo Zimu's wife and disciple stealing fish?

It's not enough to steal fish, is it possible for these two goods to stage a drama between Song Jiji and Ma Caorong?

Song Jiji and Ma Caorong are the most famous and shameless pair of dog men and women since the founding of the Great Xia Federal Empire.

The two not only hooked up and committed adultery, but also conspired to take away a lot of Ma Caorong's husband's property.

Not only that, they secretly arranged a "car accident" in order to "die in an accident" of the woman's husband at the time, but of course it didn't work out.

"Sure enough, the plot of the world's bloody dogs is always similar, it seems that although this Zuo Zimu is the head of a faction and has three wives and four concubines, but above his head, he is already a grassland......"

Thinking about Zuo Zimu's character of losing face just because Duan Yu laughed at his apprentice, if he learned that his wife Hongxing was out of the wall, and the object was still his apprentice, and he was also plotting to trap him, what would he be?

"Okay, just let me Lin Feng be a good person again!"

Lin Feng looked down on this kind of ungrateful man and water-based poplar woman the most in his life, and when he thought of such a bad behavior of the two, he couldn't help but want to "do the right thing for heaven".

He gently pushed open the wooden window, and the battle between the two in the room was at a critical juncture again, and the men and women roared all over the room, where could they notice his movements?

Lin Feng peeked at it, but saw that the bodies of the two white flowers were stirring, and the scene was very enthusiastic for a while.

The man looked to be in his thirties, quite strong, and his face was a bit rough. The women under him are some of them old and decrepit, maybe because they are pampered, but they are not as yellow-faced women as Lin Feng imagined, and they are also a bewitching.

However, what Lin Feng cared about was not their appearance and bearing, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, two more arrows quenched with anesthetic appeared, and with two "swish" sounds, they stabbed straight into the exposed flanks of the two of them!

The two of them immediately paused, a trace of dazedness flashed in their eyes, and then they both passed out.

Lin Feng didn't shy away from the fact that the two of them were defenseless, and directly stepped forward and reached out to the back of the hearts of the two, and then ran the Northern Spiritual Skill, and in a short time, the internal strength of the two was exhausted.

That milf's cultivation is not high, at most it is only three or four years of internal strength, and her adulterer is a lot stronger than her, at least in Lin Feng's opinion, it should be a few points stronger than Gong Guangjie, who fought with him the day before yesterday, and there are about ten years of internal strength.

It was only two or three hours after coming to Wuliang Mountain again, and Lin Feng's Northern Darkness True Qi had grown to the point of more than twenty years. At the same time, he has also entered the middle stage of qi cultivation.

Lin Feng still didn't hurt anyone's lives this time, but he tied the two together with the clothes next to the bed, and then threw them at the door of the house.

"Well, in this way, when Old Man Zuo comes back, he shouldn't be in the mood to think about it, why did his disciples lose their internal strength overnight, right?"

Lin Feng looked at the pair of dog men and women who were still "hugging" in one place like glue, and couldn't help but feel complacent about their ideas.

In the next half a day, the dozen or so disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect who were still stationed in Wuliang Mountain were all absorbed by him with the Northern Spiritual Skill.