After successfully breaking through the third layer of the Mortal Realm, every inch of Ling Feng's skin was like an egg peeled off, smooth and at the same time filled with a trace of terrifying power fluctuations.

He estimated that his physical body had reached at least a terrifying 30,000 catties.

In this realm, an ordinary martial artist is a huge force of 12,000 catties, and Ling Feng is close to three times that of them.

Also, the Earth Storm Bear was originally a powerful existence among the two tribulation soul beasts, and at this moment, the fur turned into Ling Feng's skin, which indirectly made Ling Feng's physical defense reach an unbelievable level.

He held the sharp dagger in his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, plunged into his skin.

His skin was like a layer of tough cowhide, and the dagger left only a pale white trail that dissipated.

Ling Feng had an intuition that with his strength at this time, against a martial artist of the same level, he didn't need to use any means, he could directly slap him into a pulp with one palm. Even the martial artists of the fourth layer of the Mortal Realm can pinch them like mud, pinching them to explode.

If there is a milky liquid to help, it is no longer a problem to defeat the martial artists of the fifth layer of the Mortal Realm. Coupled with the experience of his previous life and the advanced Yuan Technique in his mind, he didn't know if he could kill the sixfold martial artist of the Mortal Realm.

After all, there are three layers of strength between each other.

However, even if he couldn't kill the martial artist of the sixth layer of the Mortal Realm, Ling Feng was confident, and the other party couldn't threaten him.

The benefits brought by the ancient cultivation method on the Heavenly Monument of Divine Domain Town had already made Ling Feng taste the sweetness, so he couldn't wait to observe the cultivation method of the fourth layer of the Mortal Realm. At this moment, a hurried knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Ling Feng. ”

Listening to the voice, it should be the master of the long wind. Ling Feng put on his clothes. Pull open the deadbolt.

"I heard from Steward Lin, you are in retreat, and the old man didn't want to disturb you, but today is the auction of Bijiazhuang, and if you miss it, you will regret it, so ......"

Master Changfeng stared at Ling Feng carefully.

"What? Didn't I just come to the Dan League? How could it be that it's been three days?"

A flash of surprise flashed between Ling Feng's eyebrows, and he glanced out the window. Found already in the scorching sun.

He felt that it was only a few hours to break through the three-layer skin refining of the mortal. I didn't expect it to be three days.

No wonder some people say that cultivation has no years, and Jiazi has passed for thousands of years.

"Ling Feng, ...... you?"

The long-haired master stared at Ling Feng in a daze, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his always steady face. A touch of shock.

"What's wrong with me?"

Ling Feng lowered his head and subconsciously looked at himself.

"You broke through the third layer of the Mortal Realm?"

The long-haired master's cloudy eyes widened.

Last time in the Ling family, because of the hurry of coming, and because of the important things in his heart, Master Changfeng did not carefully sense Ling Feng's cultivation, and he was completely stunned at this moment.

Ordinary martial artists, cultivating step by step, from the first level of the mortal realm. To the third floor, it will take at least a few years.

Ling Feng had only awakened the Life Wheel for less than a month, how could it be possible to break through three realms in a row?

Master Changfeng naturally didn't know. The process of an ordinary martial artist breaking through the three layers of metamorphosis is to absorb vitality little by little, and slowly open the clogged pores one by one, which is faster than Ling Feng directly replacing the entire skin.

"You're just finding out now?"

Ling Feng touched his chin and said jokingly, "Master, look at my current cultivation speed. It's half a genius, isn't it worthy of your granddaughter? Matchmaking?"

Surprisingly, Master Changfeng did not refuse or shirk this time, but thought about Ling Feng's proposal very seriously.

After pondering for a while, Master Changfeng said seriously: "You kid is really a dragon trapped in the shallows, when the wind and clouds gather, it is really possible to soar for nine days, if you really have a good impression of my granddaughter, the old man can create opportunities for you, but whether you can get my granddaughter's heart or not, it is still up to you." ”

The first time they met, Master Changfeng thought that Ling Feng was just a hairy boy, and the reason why he knew such a stunt as the Qinghuo Alchemist was because he had taken **** luck and learned from his mysterious master, and other than that, there was nothing to be desired.

As he came into contact with Ling Feng for a long time, Master Changfeng felt Ling Feng's extraordinaryness little by little.

Although Ling Feng looks like a man on the surface, he is a careless and cynical person, but he is actually a cautious and sophisticated little fox.

Let's ignore Ling Feng's continuous breakthrough of three layers of cultivation in a month, such a ridiculous thing.

The Blue Fire Alchemy Hand in Ling Feng's hands alone, and the method of refining the elixir, were enough to make him famous all over the world.

Master Changfeng didn't think that Ling Feng only had these two stunts on his body, with Ling Feng's old scheming, there must be many, many ancient alchemy stunts or other cultivation methods in his head.

As soon as he thought of this, his heart warmed up, and he really wanted to match Ling Feng and Cai Xin.

At least Ling Feng and Cai Xin walked together, they were their own people, there was no excuse to hide their secrets, even if Ling Feng was a mysterious gold mountain, Master Changfeng had a way to hollow him out.

"Ahem......"

Ling Feng was really choked by Master Changfeng's words, and even a little apprehensive.

What he said was just a joke, and he didn't expect Master Changfeng to take it seriously.

Although Cai Xin's appearance is beautiful and refined, his personality is a little rough and pungent, Ling Feng doesn't want to touch this thorny rose, and he is afraid that he will be scratched by the thorns while picking flowers.

What Ling Feng pursues is the chic of being in the midst of thousands of flowers, and not touching his body for a moment.

"What are you coughing about?"

The long-haired master said unhappily: "Isn't my family unworthy of you?"

"Master, marriage can't be forced, let everything be natural. ”

For some reason, when it came to Cai Xin, Ling Feng's mind unconsciously remembered Su Xin who slept in the same bed with him.

I don't know where Su Xin, a beauty who has had a dewy relationship with herself, is now!

"That's right, you should let you date for a while to see if you have a good impression of each other, it's too early to say this. ”

Master Changfeng thought that Ling Feng didn't have the confidence to catch up with Cai Xin, so he smiled and said, "Let's set off to Bijiazhuang now, auction off the essence blood of the Three Tribulation Soul Beasts first, and gather enough materials to refine the Pure Yang Pill, as for you and your granddaughter, we'll talk about it later." ”

Ling Feng's face froze, nodded solemnly, followed behind Master Changfeng, and walked out.

The essence and blood of the Three Tribulation Soul Beasts were very important, and Ling Feng naturally had to raise his spirit.

Bijiazhuang, located in the suburbs of Tianming City, covers an area of thousands of acres, built by the mountains and rivers, during the period of the building shadow is heavy, the water pavilion is beautiful, more luxurious than the Danmeng.

Master Changfeng and Ling Feng sat in an ordinary carriage, while Steward Lin was responsible for sitting at the front of the carriage, leading the reins of the horse and rushing head-on.

Ling Feng really couldn't figure it out, with the cultivation of himself and Master Changfeng, he walked directly, which was several times faster than the speed of taking a car, why did he choose to be a carriage so troublesomely.

This may be the custom of the Tianxuan Continent.

In the hearts of the cultivators of the Tianxuan Continent, the more gorgeous the carriage, the more precious the identity of the person sitting in it.

Master Changfeng's carriage is not flashy, and can even be described as shabby.

However, the only thing that made Ling Feng look at it was that the horse pulling the cart had slender hooves, strong hip muscles, and a smooth and flawless mane, which could be called a good horse for a thousand miles.

But as a master of Changfeng, the use of a good horse also makes people feel very shabby.

Ling Feng remembered that his uncle, Ling Zhongfu, was traveling, and the one pulling the cart was a strange beast.

The alien beast is a hybrid species of soul beast and horse, although it is not as high as the bloodline of the soul beast, but the alien beast contains the blood of the soul beast, the speed is extremely fast, and the power is infinite.

As Ling Feng was in deep thought for a moment, the carriage paused, and Ling Feng stuck his head out of the window in some surprise.

At some point, a luxurious carriage caught up and galloped side by side with Master Changfeng's carriage.

The carriage that caught up was made of rare hundred-year-old silk wood, and what was even more luxurious was that it was not an ordinary horse tied to the reins, but a unicorn with a cyan mane.

This unicorn is not a hybrid beast of a soul beast and a sycophant, but a real one-calamity soul beast - a blue-maned beast.

can use a calamity soul beast as a horse to pull a cart, and the person sitting in the carriage must be a big man with status and status.

"Is it Changfeng?"

There was a screeching sound from the carriage opposite, like a steel wire scraping an iron pot.

Master Changfeng, who was sitting opposite Ling Feng, looked stunned and a little difficult to look at, but he still lifted the curtain and said to Ling Feng with a flat face: "Ling Feng, I met the deceased on the old road, I'm afraid I will have to delay for a while and then go to Bijiazhuang." ”

He handed a purple invitation to Ling Feng and said, "You enter Bijiazhuang first with this post, and the people of Bijiazhuang will definitely treat you well, and I will rush to meet you later." ”

"Master, then I'll wait for you in Bijiazhuang. ”

Ling Feng took the post, nodded, and got out of the carriage.

Since Master Changfeng has something important, Ling Feng will not force it, and this place is only a few kilometers away from Bijiazhuang, Ling Feng walks on foot, and at most he will arrive at the tea effort. (To be continued)