Chapter 22: The Misty Mountains

The sunset has set, and the glow has not receded, dyeing the shadowy branches and leaves in the backyard of the Danmeng League in Tianming City.

After three days of recuperation, Lan Fang was able to get out of bed and walk around.

At this moment, Ling Feng was accompanying Lan Fang, strolling in the backyard of the Danmeng, Xinting.

What is rare is that the always busy Master Changfeng and Steward Lin were present.

"Young Master, do you really want to leave the Dan League?"

For a long time, Lan Fang broke the silence.

She had just recovered from a serious illness, her forehead was dull and pale, and her chapped lips were gently twitching between words, and she didn't seem to be in good spirits.

"Well, I have to leave this time. ”

Staring at Lan Fang's cheeks, which were slightly flushed by the afterglow of the setting sun, Ling Feng couldn't help but pinch, and explained uneasily: "You stay in the Danmeng well, wait for me to come back, remember that don't leave until I come back." ”

It was conceivable that if Chen Wuchang couldn't find any trace of Ling Feng, he would frantically pour out the anger in his heart on Lan Fang.

Right now, Ling Feng is going out to attack the realm of the previous layer of the Mortal Realm, and he has no time to take care of Lan Fang, and the Dan League is the safest place.

"Young master, outside. ”

Lan Fang wanted to speak and stopped.

"You mean Chen Wuchang's group?"

Ling Feng said disdainfully: "They are just a few clowns who jump off the beam, so I can't do anything about it, young master." ”

"Young Master, you have changed, you have become full of vitality and confidence. ”

Lan Fang stared at the high-spirited Ling Feng in a daze, and her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.

How many midnight dreams, how many prayers before God, and now dreams come true.

When Ling Feng personally confirmed that he had awakened the wheel of life within half a day, Lan Fang's excited heart was surging like a tide, and he couldn't calm down.

Ling Feng has been reborn, and now it is not what it used to be.

But there were many people on Chen Wuchang's side, and with Ling Feng's slight cultivation that had just awakened the wheel of life, how could he be the opponent of those jackals?

Thinking of this, her heart swelled with worry again.

Meimu squinted slightly, against the backdrop of the setting sun, the persistence on Ling Feng's angular face, Lan Fang knew that Ling Feng had made up his mind, and it was definitely difficult to change, so he sighed and didn't persuade more.

"Ling Feng, if you want to continue to take it with you in the Dan League, no matter how long you stay, you are still very welcome. ”

Master Changfeng frowned, obviously puzzled by Ling Feng's departure from the Dan League at this juncture.

"Old guy, are you afraid that if I go out this time, if I am not careful, I will die and I won't be able to purify the elixir. ”

Ling Feng said bluntly with banter in his eyes.

"You-"

Master Changfeng brushed his sleeves and said angrily: "I really don't know the hearts of good people, since you are so stubborn, you should be old and decayed, and you have never said this sentence." ”

Although Master Changfeng was a little selfish, he had only been with Ling Feng for a few days, and through contact, he still admired Ling Feng a lot.

In particular, Ling Feng's calmness in his speech and his clever means of strategizing between his words. As for Ling Feng's Awakening Life Wheel, because he missed the best enlightenment stage, in the eyes of Master Changfeng, it was sparse and ordinary, and even a little disdainful, and he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Master, I have made up my mind. ”

Ling Feng also heard the sincerity in Master Changfeng's words, changed his cynical demeanor, and said with a straight face: "Lan Fang will be handed over to you to take good care of, and in twenty-three days, if you have gathered the medicinal materials of the Pure Yang Pill, I will wait for you in the Ling family." ”

"Hmph, twenty-three days later, even if the old man doesn't get all the materials, this Ling family will still have to go, at least to see if you, the stinky boy, are dead. ”

Master Changfeng was still angry.

Ling Feng had three Burst Pills in his hand, plus he was alert and sophisticated, so it was expected that Chen Wuchang would not be able to help him, which was also where Master Changfeng was at ease.

"Master, Lan Fang, I plan to leave at night. ”

Ling Feng nodded with satisfaction, looked deeply at Lan Fang, who was a little impatient, and turned to Steward Lin: "Steward Lin, I have some small things to trouble you with, so come with me." ”

After explaining, he walked away, without a little mud and water.

"Young master, the maidservant is waiting for you to come back in the Danmeng. ”

Lan Fang shouted helplessly at Ling Feng's departing back.

For some reason, with Ling Feng's departure, her heart suddenly lost its sustenance, like a lonely leaf drifting in the wind and rain.

Such an uneasy feeling had appeared once before, when the Lan family offended the city lord of Tianming City and was beheaded by the whole door.

Ling Feng and Steward Lin walked one after the other to the second floor of the Dan League.

Ling Feng stood at the window, looking through the beaded curtain hanging from the window, taking in all the scenery outside.

Outside the Danmeng was a bustling, crowded street, with all kinds of stalls on both sides, Ling Feng's eyes swept over the side of the stalls one by one, and the faces of those stall owners gradually narrowed, flashing a cold color.

"Isn't the street a little more lively today?"

Ling Feng could see at a glance that among the peddlers and pawns on the street, there were many Chen Family's Mortal Realm martial artists.

These martial artists must have been the eyes and ears sent by Chen Wuchang to monitor Ling Feng's every move.

The reason why it was so easy to judge was because Ling Feng's sea of divine consciousness had opened up ten zhang. Although his cultivation is lowly at this moment, his perception is far several times higher than that of ordinary martial artists, and he can even capture the strong flesh and blood aura and faint smell of blood in those stall subjects.

"You didn't mention the old man, but you forgot. ”

Steward Lin frowned, glanced at Ling Feng in surprise, and said with some schadenfreude: "The Chen family is determined to kill you." ”

"Steward Lin, I have a small matter to trouble you. ”

Ling Feng lowered his voice and whispered a few words in Steward Lin's ear.

Steward Lin nodded again and again, and then walked down the stairs on the second floor of the Danmeng quickly.

The night was silent, and the pedestrians on the street in front of the Danmeng had gradually become scarce, changing the noise of the day.

"Da-da-"

At this time, the sound of hurried horses' hooves sounded, and a luxuriously decorated carriage stopped at the door of Danmeng.

A young man dressed in white and wearing a hat on his head walked out of the gate of the Danmeng, got into the carriage, and disappeared into the night as the coachman tightened the reins.

If you have a heart, you can find that this young man who left with the carriage, whether it is his body or his back, is extremely familiar with Ling Feng.

As the carriage left, in the vast night, the figures like ghosts swept over the roofs of different heights, and followed the carriage closely in an encircled manner.

When all the Chen family warriors lurking near the Dan League left, the back door of the Dan room opened slightly, and a young man who was full of laziness and hung up hummed a small tune and calmly went out.

This teenager is naturally Ling Feng.

Ling Feng had three Burst Pills in his hands, and the power of the Burst Pill could even hit the Yuan Realm Masters hard, so naturally he would not be afraid of the Chen family's lowly martial artists.

However, it was not easy to refine the Burst Pill, and besides, there were only three pieces, how could Ling Feng be willing to waste it on these native chickens and dogs. Therefore, he made this decision and asked Steward Lin to find a person with a similar appearance, pretend to be himself, and lead the Chen family's eyes and ears.

There is wind under Ling Feng's feet, and the speed of walking is very fast, which can almost be described as one step and ten zhang.

Since Ling Feng awakened the life wheel, he could already sense the vitality flowing between heaven and earth, although he had not yet fully introduced the vitality quenching body, but whether it was blood qi or the acuity of movements, it was far from being comparable to ordinary ordinary people.

Two hours later, Ling Feng came to the gate of Tianming City.

The city gate was not closed at the moment, and Ling Feng slipped out without any hesitation.

His destination this time was the Misty Mountains.

The Misty Mountain Range is intertwined between Tianming City and Fengxia City, and is the only way to connect the Apocalypse Forest, one of the five forbidden places in the Tianxuan Continent.

After leaving the city gate, the surroundings were dark and cloudy, there were few people on the official road, and on the abandoned wilderness on both sides, the thatched huts shrouded in shadows occasionally flashed a faint light, like ghost fires.

As we get closer and closer to the Misty Mountains, even the summer breeze carries the moist smell of grass and trees.

By the time Ling Feng reached the edge of the Misty Mountains, the eastern horizon was already white.

Over the steep hillside, the ancient trees in front of you are towering, vast and imposing, and the spirit is intimidating.

The Misty Mountains are shrouded in fog all year round, and ordinary hunters can only hunt in the marginal areas, and it is easy to get lost when they enter them.

In his previous life, Ling Feng had come to the Misty Valley Vein once, and it was the only time.

At that time, it was because of Ao Bingyue.

At that time, Ao Bingyue was already a top student of the Shenwu Academy, and her eyes were above the top.

Ling Feng didn't want to give up that bitter first love easily, for the persistence in his heart, like a tail that couldn't be shaken off, he followed Ao Bingyue with a dead face.

It seems that because God opened his eyes, under Ling Feng's many entanglements, Ao Bingyue agreed to take Ling Feng on a trip.

On that trip, Ling Feng's task was to lead the white horse under Ao Bingyue's crotch and lead the way, to put it mildly, to play the lowly role of a groom.

Ao Bingyue was accompanied by other students of the Shenwu Academy.

These students were all riding white horses, looking at Ling Feng's eyes full of disdain and ridicule, when these students and Ao Bingyue laughed in harmony, making Ao Bingyue laugh like silver bells from time to time, Ling Feng's heart was sour and uncomfortable.

In this situation, Ling Feng felt that he was an outsider, incompatible with everything in front of him.

At the beginning, Ling Feng did not awaken the wheel of life, his physical body was mortal, and the truth of the Misty Mountain Range was rugged, so you can imagine how tiring and difficult it was to walk.

But Ao Bingyue not only showed a trace of sympathy, but looked at Ling Feng with deep disgust in her eyes.

On that trip, when he returned to Ling's house, Ling Feng couldn't get out of bed for a month because his legs were ulcerated, and Ao Bingyue didn't come to visit once at all, and he didn't even send someone to express his greetings.

Recalling these past events buried deep in his heart, Ling Feng only had a faint sadness in his heart. Grief for oneself in a previous life.