Although he often pits out other people's egg yolks, Lin Feng has always insisted that he is still a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who is free from low-level interests, and a good person with a kind heart.

To be a good person, the most basic compassion and compassion must be there.

Although I don't know what the commanders and generals of the Shenwu Army are, once the army breaks into the mountains, the people in this small mountain village will inevitably suffer.

Lin Feng shook the Black Cloud Flag and directly robbed the Divine Martial Captain.

The other party's eyes flashed, and he looked at the dark space in the Black Cloud Banner: "A space-type magic weapon, or a Jindan period magic weapon?" quickly judged the situation, and the Shenwu Captain put away the sound transmission crystal.

Faced with the spatial barrier of the Black Cloud Banner, he crushed the sound transmission crystal, and he was unable to get in touch with the outside world.

Lin Feng was also observing him and found that he did not appear angry because he was trapped and unable to contact others.

Even, at this moment, the expression on this Shenwu Captain's face was a little relieved.

Lin Feng's heart moved, and he asked, "What's your name?"

The Shenwu captain said calmly: "A certain sword Zhiqiang, the former army of the Great Zhou Shenwu Army, and the captain of the first brigade of the left battalion. ”

Lin Feng nodded: "Who is the general of the Shenwu Army who led the army this time?"

Dao Zhiqiang didn't answer this time, just looked at Lin Feng quietly.

Lin Feng glanced at him: "Except for your name, any military information, this seat doesn't want to get it from your mouth again, is that what you mean?"

Dao Zhiqiang smiled: "The Taoist is an understanding person. ”

Lin Feng shook his head: "It's a pity that you're not, if this seat really wants to know what is going on in the Dao, and directly refine your soul, do you think you can hide it?"

"Then it depends on whether the Taoist chief has this ability. Dao Zhiqiang's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

Lin Feng chuckled: "Do your duty, this seat has been observing you for a long time, and it can be seen that you don't actually want to pass back the information here to your superiors?"

Dao Zhiqiang was silent for a moment, lowered his head, and said nothing.

"Where to go, think for yourself. Lin Feng waved his sleeves and went directly out of the Black Cloud Banner.

Lin Feng left, and Dao Zhiqiang had no intention of resisting the chaos, but sat down directly, looking at the dark void in a daze.

Seeing this, Lin Feng had a plan in his heart: "It seems that the general of the Shenwu Army who led the army this time is very murderous, so much so that his own subordinates are worried that he will slaughter civilians and mortals." ”

"This sword is strong, although he has a sense of military discipline, but he also has his own ideas. Lin Feng said in his heart: "Although Emperor Zhou and Xuanji Hou can gather cultivators to train into an army, they are not an army in the real sense after all. ”

Cultivators who seek to be at ease and free will naturally contradict the military.

Even if the sword will be strong, Lin Feng is absolutely sure that he will suppress him if he turns his hand, so he doesn't take it to heart and lets him fend for himself in the Black Cloud Banner.

Lin Feng searched the village for a while, and soon found a lone Gale Monk in the Wind.

Xiao Budian's method of knocking on the stuffy stick now has a faint trend, but after all, Lin Feng is the founder of this set of "master's mastery", and he has a deep three-character know-how of fast, accurate, and ruthless.

The other party was just a little monk in the Qi training period, and he was quietly touched behind him by Lin Feng, and he didn't snort directly, and let a stick fall down.

A stick hit the opponent on the back of the head, and then before the opponent's body softened, Lin Feng had already quickly supported his body and dragged it into a corner where there was no one.

Directly dismantled the other party's storage bag, and threw some scattered items aside, Lin Feng grabbed a small wooden sword and looked at it carefully.

The workmanship of the wooden sword is very delicate, and the wood itself is not outstanding, but on the hilt, there is a small spar the size of a grain of sand.

Although the body is small, the spar is full of brilliance, like a bright starry sky in the dark night, shining brightly.

"Xinghe Sand!" Lin Feng took a deep breath, the small spar inlaid on this wooden sword turned out to be the Xinghe Sand he was looking for.

Although there was only a grain of galaxy sand on the wooden sword, Lin Feng had already found the right place by himself.

If every Gale Monk had such a wooden sword, the sand on these wooden swords alone would already be a considerable amount.

Lin Feng had a conjecture in his heart.

These wooden sword artifacts helped the Gale Guild congregation to distinguish their way through the Great Plain of the Ancient Realm, allowing them to walk in the vast swamp shrouded in a dense mist and poisonous miasma, where it was difficult for the aura to function and the divine consciousness could not be used to distinguish the direction.

Rather, these wooden swords point in one direction from beginning to end, that is, this sandy land, a lonely mountain in this sandy land.

So, how does the wooden sword magic weapon work?

Could it be that there is a huge galaxy sand vein buried here, and the galaxy sand produced here is inlaid on a wooden sword, and then after being refined by the secret method, it has a strange induction with the ore vein to guide the direction of the ore vein?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng no longer hesitated, and the mana urged him to sacrifice the wooden sword.

The wooden sword spun around a few times in mid-air, then came to a standstill, the tip of the sword pointing in one direction.

Lin Feng looked in the direction pointed by the tip of the sword, which was the end of the village, and behind the mansion where Yue Hongyan taught the young people in the village Taoism.

After bypassing the mansion, a pile of rocks was revealed, and the boulders of more than ten meters long were piled up horizontally and vertically, like a hill.

Lin Feng turned over the boulder and saw a black pit on the ground in the middle of the pile of rocks.

Entering the pit, Lin Feng's brows suddenly furrowed.

In the pit, the aura was extremely pure, which made Lin Feng, who had been in the Ancient Domain Daze for almost a month, a little uncomfortable.

But this is by no means a good thing, the mixed aura suddenly becomes pure, and it is not something that can be caused by a simple rare treasure or a vein of spirit stones.

It can only be that a certain cultivator can make a move, or someone has laid a powerful magic circle here, and with the effect of it, can the originally mixed aura become pure and regular.

And these two situations, no matter which one they are, are not good news for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng raised his vigilance and walked all the way down the tunnel.

After a moment, it suddenly became clear to me.

A pale golden sand dune appeared in front of Lin Feng, and countless sand grains flashed with golden brilliance, extremely dazzling.

Underneath the dunes, a sandy area is divided by several streams, and the water flows quietly, with a strange rhythm of tinkling water, which is refreshing to listen to.

But Lin Feng became more and more vigilant, these streams of water seemed to be chaotic, dividing the golden sand into pieces, but they faintly formed a huge spell.

It was this spell that formed a mysterious magic circle, making the aura in the pit pure.

Lin Feng looked towards the top of the sand dune, where a person was sitting.

It was a young man in white, he looked extremely weak, his face was pale, and even if he sat there, cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead.

But Lin Feng didn't dare to underestimate him at all.

Even though the young man in white looked as weak as if he was seriously ill, Lin Feng couldn't see through the depth of his cultivation at all.

But at the same time, Lin Feng could vaguely feel that the young man in white had a close connection with the golden sand dunes and the water flow talisman array under him.

To be able to control such a huge magic circle, it is naturally not an ordinary person who has not cultivated.

But Lin Feng couldn't see through the depth of his cultivation, so there was only one possibility, the actual cultivation realm of this white-clothed young man was far above Lin Feng.

Lin Feng thought about this, and the young man in white suddenly spoke.

"Monk Da Zhou, they were able to sneak here, Yue Hongyan and the others became more and more slack. ”

After saying that, the young man in white coughed dryly, and the sand under Lin Feng's feet shook violently.