Du Lingfeng took Xiaojing's hand and left, but his words still echoed in the ears of these disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info A month later, Du Lingfeng wants to challenge Wang Jian's cousin Luo Tong, and an ordinary person wants to challenge a master of the Cultivation Realm in a month!

Du Lingfeng's bold words quickly spread throughout the Illusory Sword Sect, and thousands of people in the Illusory Sword Sect knew the news!

Some people were shocked, some people were disdainful, but without exception, no one believed that Du Lingfeng could do it.

Even Mr. Wu, who was very familiar with Du Lingfeng, didn't believe Du Lingfeng, Mr. Wu could be said to be the person who knew Du Lingfeng best, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, with a worried look on his face, and said: "This kid is really a fool's dream!"

"Cousin, you have to be the master for me, Du Lingfeng's kid beat me again!"

A very spacious mansion, Wang Jian appeared here, crying to a young man who was practicing.

This young man is naturally his cousin Luo Tong, a master of the Cultivation God Realm!

"What? That kid even dares to beat you? Didn't I just teach him a lesson yesterday?" Hearing his cousin's words, Luo Tong was furious, and he couldn't care about practicing anymore, so he stood up and said angrily.

"Yes, cousin, that kid didn't take you seriously at all!" Wang Jian's eyes flashed with joy, and he said, "That kid not only beat me, but also... I'm still scolding you!"

"Scold me?" Luo Tong was stunned for a moment and said, "What did he scold me?"

Luo Tong wasn't very angry about this, because of his relative protection, many disciples who entered the sect were secretly scolding him, and they had already gotten used to it over time!

"That kid said cousin, you're useless, if you hadn't cultivated for a few more years than him, you wouldn't be his opponent at all!" Wang Jian said.

"What? That kid dares to say that? He's just a piece of waste! Why do you say that?" Luo Tong was furious, you are Du Lingfeng, you just scold me, at most you can scold me for protecting these things, right? Why do you want to scold me for being useless?

Is it useless to cultivate to the Divine Cultivation Realm at the age of fifteen or sixteen? Okay, even if it can't compare to those geniuses, it's still better than many people, right? At least it's stronger than you, a waste who can't cultivate, right? Why do you Du Lingfeng say that?

"Also.... There are even more ugly ones!" Seeing that his cousin was mad, Wang Jian was secretly happy in his heart, he was afraid that if you didn't get mad, who would help me avenge if you didn't get mad?

"What else did he say? Don't talk about it, hurry up!" Luo Tong glared at his cousin and urged.

"Yes, cousin!" Wang Jian said loudly: "Du Lingfeng, that kid said that he would defeat your cousin in the general election of junior disciples in a month!"

"Poof!" Wang Jiangang took a sip of water, almost not squirting.

What are you kidding? That kid is just an ordinary person, although I don't know what method he used to make his cousin deflated three times and twice, but how can he be his opponent?

You must know that your own strength is here, in the early stage of the Cultivation Realm, it is more than ten times stronger than the monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation, in the face of absolute strength, Du Lingfeng is an ordinary person, even if there are some unsightly means, how can he defeat himself?

"I said cousin, I didn't hear me wrong, did I? Du Lingfeng really said that?" Luo Tongwu asked in disbelief.

"Cousin, you heard it right, many people were there at the time, and they all heard Du Lingfeng's words!" Wang Jian said.

"Good.... Very good!" Luo Tong's face was gloomy, and he said indignantly: "This kid, I don't know how thick the sky is, and he dares to challenge me, well, I'll give you a month, and after a month, I'll see what you use to fight with me!"

"That's it, Du Lingfeng actually dared to provoke your cousin, it's like looking for death!" Wang Jian followed.

"Okay, you don't want to be a sycophant anymore, useless things, you can't deal with an ordinary person in the late stage of cultivation, is it a shame to be ashamed?" Hurry up and get out!" Luo Tong was in a bad mood and scolded.

"Cousin, how can you say that about me?" Wang Jian said: "That kid is too tricky!"

"If you can't beat him, you can't beat it! What nonsense? Hurry back and cultivate! Remember, you are not allowed to trouble him this month, I want to see how he fights me in a month?" Luo Tong sneered.

There is a river at the foot of Phantom Mountain, the water flow is stable, and the water surface is ten zhang wide.

Such a river is very ordinary, and there is nothing surprising about it, and it is also the place where the disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect wash their baths!

It was noon now, and at this time, there were many female disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect by the river, who were washing clothes and chatting by the river!

Most of these female disciples are sixteen or seventeen years old, and all of them have cultivated to a high level, and the worst ones are also in the early stage of the Divine Cultivation Realm!

A job like laundry is not done for miscellaneous disciples who are only six or seven years old, some people wash it themselves, and some people hand it over to the disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect who are in charge of laundry!

In the human world, a sect like the Phantom Sword Sect has been inherited for thousands of years, and the number of people is more than a thousand, such a sect naturally has a complete set of rules, no matter what it is, there are designated people to do it, even if it is a small thing!

The reason why this is the case is that it is convenient to manage, and secondly, because the foundation of the existence of the sect is cultivation, and the real masters will not spend time on laundry and cooking, which are meaningless things for them, but they also have to live, right?

"Xiaojing, you're here!" A senior sister who was doing laundry saw Du Lingfeng and Xiaojing coming and greeted her.

Xiao Jing is very likable, because she often plays by this river, so these senior sisters are very familiar with Xiao Jing, as for Du Lingfeng, of course they also know, the name of the Sleepy King, the entire Illusory Sword Sect is afraid that except for those who are not born in the older generation, no one among the young disciples does not know Du Lingfeng.

"Yes, Senior Sister, I'm here to play with Lingfeng!" Xiaojing said happily.

"Hello senior sister!" Du Lingfeng couldn't call the names of these senior sisters, but he still greeted politely.

"Hmm!good!" Treating Du Lingfeng, these senior sisters are not as enthusiastic as they are to Xiaojing, and their tone is not salty or light.

Du Lingfeng smiled and ignored it, he knew that this was all caused by the practice of a dream through the ages!

"Senior sister, let's go to play and play, so we won't bother you!" Xiaojing didn't want Du Lingfeng to be embarrassed, so she said.

"Well, go ahead, be careful, the upstream is not so peaceful, there are fierce beasts infested!"

"Well, we'll be careful, goodbye, senior sister!" Xiaojing said.

"Senior sister, goodbye!" Du Lingfeng also said.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the senior sisters who were washing clothes all raised their heads, shook their heads and sighed, and said, "It's a pity!"

I don't know what they are sorry for?

The Phantom Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and this river originates from the depths of the Phantom Mountain.

"Lingfeng, where are we going?" Senior Sister said just now that the upstream is a little uneven, as if some fierce beasts have appeared by the river!" Xiao Jing said with some concern.

This river is the washing and bathing place of the Phantom Sword Sect, because basically low-level disciples come, so for safety, the Phantom Sword Sect will place seals on the edge of the river every once in a while to prevent some fierce beasts in the depths of the Phantom Mountain from suddenly appearing by the river and injuring the low-level disciples!

But this is not absolute, there are always some fierce beasts that will run out every now and then to hurt people, in this regard, as long as it is not too big a casualty, the Phantom Sword Sect does not care, the path of the monk is against the sky, for those high-level, the appropriate casualties will not only not have any bad effects, but will make the disciples more diligent!

Only by being diligent, only by cultivating hard, and only by making yourself stronger, can you save your life in the end!

This is the monk's path, cruel and hard!