Needless to say, after today, you will be my disciple of Liyang Sect, and you will be my personal disciple of Yuxizi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The middle-aged monk let out a long laugh.

"Senior, I ・・・・・・" Leng Feng was a little entangled, he really couldn't figure out what was so good about him, and he was forcibly accepted by two strong men in a row.

And on the other side, the contemplation late stage monk who was imprisoned in the void. When he heard the middle-aged man's words, he was immediately terrified, and if he was not imprisoned, he would definitely bow down to the middle-aged monk.

Who Yuxizi is, Leng Feng may not know, but as a contemplative cultivator of the sect, I am afraid that everyone knows about the existence of the supreme realm, and he is the founder of the Yuxi lineage of the Liyang Sect.

There is no need to introduce the Liyang Sect, within the Liyang Sect, the seven veins are vertical and horizontal, and this Yuxi vein is one of the seven veins.

At this moment, the frightened face gradually transformed, with a wry smile on his face, his eyes blank, and endless remorse wrapped around his heart, turning into a relief before death.

Looking at Leng Feng's entanglement, Yu Xizi couldn't help laughing, and then with a wave of his arm, a warm spiritual power submerged into the ring on Leng Feng's hand.

Suddenly, the scorched black on the ring disappeared in an instant, and in the moment when the scorched black disappeared, a light curtain suddenly appeared.

It was a mountain that was so magnificent that it could not be seen, surrounded by clouds and mist, cranes flying in the sky, and many monks flew in the royal realm, like a fairyland.

An old man in a white robe above the clouds and mist smiled and popularized cultivation knowledge to a group of young monks below, Leng Feng who saw this scene was suddenly stunned, the ring on his hand was just good-looking and hard, and after getting it for so long, although Leng Feng had studied it, in addition to being hard, he did not find the slightest mystery.

At this moment, such a scene really made Leng Feng stunned to the point that his face stiffened.

"Ink and water?" said the middle-aged monk with a frown, but the joy on his face could not be concealed.

It's the ink vein, what can it be, will it be because of a disciple who can't turn his face with my Yuxi vein.

"Senior, what is this?" Leng Feng asked puzzledly, even more questioning the ink vein that Yu Xizi had said before.

Although Leng Feng has been in the sect domain for three months, he has been playing darts to earn spirit coins before, and later after encountering the battle of Eagle Gate, he has cultivated to this point, and the Liyang Sect is only the head of the four major sects of the sect for Leng Feng, and other details are not known.

"The Liyang Ring, the token of the Liyang Sect, holds his monk, enters the Liyang Sect, and there is no need for a selection test. Yuxizi was very patient and explained with a smile.

Although this sentence is short, it makes the endless monks yearn for it, to know the test and selection of the Liyang Sect, it can be said to be rigorous to the extreme, that is, the entry cultivation is to concentrate on the top, of course, those with special physique can be exceptional, even so, the monks who choose to enter the Liyang Sect every year are also tens of thousands, but in the end, those who can persist have never exceeded a hundred.

The Liyang Ring is also one of the tokens of the Liyang Sect, and the Liyang Ring in Leng Feng's hand is the ink and wash of the Liyang Sect, and the cultivation world is turbulent, ruthless and ruthless, and there is no one to say. There are many monks with good qualifications, but very few of their descendants can cultivate, let alone qualifications.

Therefore, the Liyang Sect was established in its Xuan Palace, and the Liyang Ring was a thing, which meant that it was a disciple of Liyang, to contribute to the sect, and when the contribution was sufficient, the Liyang Ring could be obtained, and the role of the Liyang Ring was that he could fight for a chance for his descendants to enter the Liyang Sect.

And the Liyang ring in Leng Feng's hand is one of the seven veins of Liyang, and the ink and wash are one of the veins. I don't know why this Liyang Ring appeared in the sect domain, but being able to get it by Leng Feng at this time can be described as a surprise to Yuxizi.

Needless to say, the qualifications of the young man in front of him are not beyond the reach of ordinary people just because of the perseverance within the Thunder Tribulation, and the seven-colored auspicious clouds before are even rarer, and they are rarely recorded in historical materials.

And the spiritual fluid transformed by the marrow essence before was enough to change its physique, and it was directly exchanged into the bone marrow, which was even more like a congenital, and even at this moment, Leng Feng was already an innate body.

Hearing Yu Xizi's words, Leng Feng smiled bitterly, looked at the ring in his hand, and nodded helplessly, maybe this is his fate.

Seeing Leng Feng's appearance at this moment, Yu Xizi was even happier, and then his eyes flickered and looked at the monk who was still in the void, his eyes were indifferent, and his previous joy disappeared.

The monk in front of him, if he hadn't been here, the newly accepted apprentice in front of him would have returned to the underworld.

"Apprentice, what is he going to do. ”

The word apprentice is a little jerky, saying that Yuxizi has not spoken like this for a long time, and the important thing is that Yuxizi does not know Leng Feng's name.

"It's all up to the master, the master to deal with it. Leng Feng is also a little bitter, like Yuxizi, the two masters rarely shout out, it is Qiongxiaozi, if it is not forced to shout Leng Feng, Leng Feng is just an old guy to him.

Hearing Leng Feng open his mouth to call out Master, Yuxi smiled, and then looked at the monk who was in the late stage of contemplation.

"Who are you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the monk who had been imprisoned before fell from the void in an instant, this was Yuxizi's unsealing of it, and he wanted to kill a condensed monk, which was like turning over his hand for Yuxizi.

Feeling that his body was loose, he hurriedly stabilized his body, and suddenly knelt on one knee, kneeling in front of Yuxizi, his hands respectfully respected, and his face was pale.

"Junior, Ke Bin, the master of Songyang Gate"

"Tell me, I want to know. Yu Xizi said indifferently.

Hearing Yuxizi's words, Ke Bin immediately spoke, Ke Bin was born in a small sect, an unexpected encounter, abandoned by the sect, and afterwards with his unremitting cultivation and extraordinary opportunities, he achieved the position of concentrating two years ago.

When Zhen set up the contemplation, he set up the Songyang Gate with his eyes above the top, and the disciples also recruited a lot, but he did not rely on the generous forces, this person was twenty-four years old, and he was a few geniuses in the contemplation, and his exercises were even more unique, and he was also famous in the remote side.

It's just that he later offended a force that was attached to Wanzhangyuan, and overnight, the sect was destroyed, if it wasn't for the day he escaped by luck, it would have been Ke Bin's death.

Being chased and killed by him, fleeing and loneliness are the most unbearable, so he retreated, and met Leng Feng as soon as he came out.

Ke Bin is also a smart person, and before the tea time, he told Yuxizi about his background and identity. Looking at Ke Bin's eyes, Yuxizi smiled slightly.

"It's a pity to stay and kill. ”

Immediately waved his arm, Ke Bin's face was suddenly painful, but he still didn't scream.

It was a drop of bright red blood, floating out of Ke Bin's eyebrows and submerging into Leng Feng's hand.

Natal essence blood, this scene Leng Feng is somewhat familiar, when he was in the Buddha cave, Ghost Chong worshiped Leng Feng mainly in this way, but that time Ghost Chong was voluntary, and the monk named Ke Bin in front of him was forcibly plundered by Yuxizi.

At this moment, Ke Bin's life and death are all in Leng Feng's hands, as long as Leng Feng is willing, he can be killed at any time.

Seeing his natal essence blood fall into Leng Feng's hands, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ke Bin's mouth, but he put away his smile in an instant, although he became a slave of others, it was better than dying.

"Apprentice, you are going out for the teacher, this is a source medicine, you first stabilize your cultivation, there are still some things to do for the teacher, and you will wait here for the teacher after seven days. ”

Yuxizi laughed loudly and disappeared here.

After taking the source medicine, Leng Feng smiled slightly, at least this master is more practical than Qiongxiaozi, thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that the seven-colored holy lotus flower before, Qiongxiaozi promised to himself, but he never heard of him mentioning half a word later. If you can return to the alliance domain, you must ask him for it and return, and Mu Hai, the old horseman, you wait for the master.

Ignoring Ke Bin, he sat up on his own, after all, Ke Bin's impression of Leng Feng was really bad before.

The Thousand Refining Decision was running, and the spiritual power of the dantian was slowly running, and it was a little jerky when he first entered the condensation, but Leng Feng couldn't help frowning, the Thousand Refining Decision had been cultivated to the end, and there was no follow-up exercise, so he could only stabilize the initial stage of concentrating at this moment. If you want to go back to the next level, you have only two options.

First, find the follow-up to the Thousand Refinements and continue to cultivate. The second is to change the exercises, but after changing the exercises, you can get the latest secret technique, but you also lose the secret technique of Thousand Refining Soul Devouring.

Leng Feng thought a lot for a moment, shook his head suddenly, violently, and slowly calmed down, the most important thing in front of him at this moment is to consolidate the cultivation, and the matter of the exercises can be pushed back.

At this moment, Leng Feng closed his eyes, the three major Buddhist scriptures in his body were running at the same time, and it was another hour, the sky was already slightly bright, and the bright moon in the sky did not know where it was at this time.

Suddenly, Leng Feng stood up, and in an instant, Leng Feng rose ethereally, and a chaotic intent was restrained, shattering the void. His eyes were as sharp and bright as a heavenly sword, cutting through the sky and looking directly at the place where no one was.

Looking at his arms, Leng Feng smiled slightly, and suddenly the Vajra Sutra moved, and a transparent color like gold plating, appeared on Leng Feng's body.

The arm suddenly clenched, shaking the surrounding void, and the lightning sounded, feeling this unprecedented power, the cold front suddenly swung out, hitting the mountain under his feet.

"Click, click. ”

It was the sound of the stone wall cracking, starting from Leng Feng's fist, a huge crack suddenly appeared, and at a speed that was not invisible to the naked eye, it spread out into the endless distance, and the crack became bigger and bigger, like a moat, and it did not stop at all.

"Bang"

Suddenly smoke and dust were everywhere, and it was a mountain in front of the cold front, which had been split in half by the crack force caused by the cold front.

Arm raised, Leng Feng looked at his arms with a smile, this can be compared to turning into gold, more powerful, palm slammed away, suddenly a wind blade attacked, the wind blade became bigger and bigger, like Tiange, where it passed, thousands of trees were all broken at the waist.

A loud laugh came out, the cold front rose in the air, the Tripitaka was suddenly stimulated, and a monstrous blood intent suddenly burst out, and the chaotic qi within the blood intent was permeated, and the blood intent was shocking and collapsed, causing the surrounding void to thunder continuously.

"Is this my own blood?"

Leng Feng shouted with laughter, looking around, and the mutation caused by himself came out with another long roar.

"This is my blood"