Ling Feng's eyes were flushed, his fists were clenched tightly, and he secretly swore in his heart, "Father, Feng'er will definitely wash away today's humiliation for you after three months!"

Tears gradually welled up from the corners of his eyes, and Ling Feng bit his lip tightly, allowing the bloody taste to flow into his mouth.

Looking at Ling Feng's tough back, the two dogs were in a trance for a while, is this still the cowardly boy before? The cold-blooded methods, tough posture, and amazing words all seem so ethereal.

The second dog forcibly endured the doubts in his heart, and walked towards Ling Feng repeatedly with staggering steps.

After the village chief sighed, his eyes were full of excitement, and he seemed to attach great importance to Ling Feng's approach, or rather appreciate Ling Feng's mentality of not being afraid of heaven and earth.

Turning around, the village chief led the villagers to leave slowly with the support of the young man, leaving a trace of puzzled eyes.

Ling Feng watched everyone gradually disperse, and then looked at Lao Wang, who was screaming on the ground, gritted his teeth for a while, clenched his fists and said, "Damn!"

His father died inexplicably, and he didn't even know who the murderer was, although some people saw the process of this incident, but it was as if they had lost their memory, and they couldn't find any clues.

The loss is a person with a firm mind like Ling Feng, and if he was replaced by someone else, I am afraid that he would have already become a fool who didn't know anything at the moment when he lost his soul.

Ergouzi walked up to Ling Feng and patted Ling Feng's shoulder, his eyes showed deep mourning, Ling Feng slowly turned to look at Ergouzi, and forced himself to squeeze out a smile, but in Ergouzi's eyes, it looked so desolate.

Sighing, Ergouzi said, "Don't worry! I'll help you in three months!"

Ling Feng smiled bitterly and looked at the blue sky, "Maybe these three months will become a ladder for me to step into the strong." ”

Ling Mansion, in the courtyard, Ling Feng laid a firm ideological foundation for his future road to becoming a strong man.

At night, Ling Feng was already kneeling in front of the Lingyun Tablet Tomb in the woods outside the village, Ling Feng was a little choked up for a while, as if he had a lot to say in his heart, and he didn't seem to want to say anything, so he could only kneel there silently.

In the middle of the night, Ling Feng slowly stood up, he knew that this was not the time to keep filial piety, what he had to do was to become stronger, and the battle of life and death after March was not Ling Feng's self-indulgence, but had a certain basis.

Now the realm of Ling Feng's first-rank martial artist, if it is forcibly improved, it is up to the strength of a sixth-rank martial artist, of course, it is a bit exaggerated, it can only be said that it is the strength of an arm of a six-rank martial artist, after all, what is needed in the Tiangang Continent is not a profound realm, but a profound martial art that matches the realm, only then can you be invincible at the same level, and even kill the enemy beyond the level.

If Ling Feng broke through to a fourth-rank martial artist in three months, coupled with the chaotic gas of the Lingtai, I am afraid that he would be able to exert the full strength of the master of the nine-rank peak realm, and then he would barely have the strength to fight against Sha Fei.

Of course, if he can break through to the realm of a fifth-grade martial artist, he will have a slight advantage over Shang Sha Fei, but this is because Sha Fei has not yet broken through to the premise of a martial artist, if Sha Fei breaks through to a martial artist, I am afraid that this life and death battle Ling Feng will be hated on the spot.

Martial artists, martial artists, it seems that there is not much difference, but in fact, they are very different, and they cannot be the same.

Once the martial artist breaks through the shackles and reaches the martial artist, it is a qualitative change, the spirit crystal in the dantian not only turns into mist, but also can be mobilized out of the body to form a faint film, don't underestimate that light film, if the master makes a move, that film will play a role in hindering the enemy's attack.

If you hinder the enemy for a moment, it is enough, and there is too much you can do in an instant.

Therefore, if Sha Fei broke through the Martial Artist and reached the Martial Master, then any resistance from Ling Feng would be futile and could not be contrasted at all.

Ling Feng bowed three times to Ling Yun's grave, then gritted his teeth, as if to say something, and then slowly turned around and left, walking towards the village.

Maybe Ling Feng's decision was right, of course, until the last moment, no one could guarantee anything, all he could do was practice desperately.

Back home, Ling Feng arranged Lao Wang's residence, after all, for the murderer of his father, only Lao Wang saw it, although he has now lost his memory and become a fool, but there is still a chance to save him, even a trace of Ling Feng feels that it is enough.

Strange to say, every time Lao Wang saw Ling Feng, he became crazy, shouting "Immortal spare life!" as if Ling Feng had brought him some impression of fear.

After settling Lao Wang, Ling Feng slowly exhaled a breath, pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of medicinal herbs came to his nose, Ling Feng couldn't help but be slightly startled, and heard the two dogs bark urgently, "Ling Feng! Jump down! Grandma's! I'm tired to death!"

Looking at the voice, Ling Feng saw that the chubby Ergouzi was standing on a chair and stirring desperately against a large bucket, the blazing brazier under the vat, if it wasn't for a layer of iron plates, it would probably burn the wooden barrel above, the sweat on his face flowed out as if he didn't want money, and the rising mist made the Ergouzi look ethereal.

Looking at such a huge project, Ling Feng, who was slightly surprised, smiled dumbly, and said to Ergouzi, "You, what are you doing?"

Ergouzi threw away the wooden stick in his hand violently, jumped down from the chair violently, and said with a red face and panting, "Hurry!

Ling Feng looked at Ergouzi in surprise and asked, "What the hell are you doing?"

The second dog seemed to be tired and had no intention of explaining, pulling Ling Feng to push it into the barrel, looking at the mist rising in the barrel, Ling Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently, and said to the second dog with a wry smile, "How can it go down so hot?"

The second dog looked at Ling Feng a little unhappily and said, "Go down!

Ling Feng shook his head helplessly, took off his clothes, and jumped in violently, for the second dog, Ling Feng still put a hundred hearts, and there is nothing more than trust between brothers.

The first feeling of jumping into the potion bucket was hot, the pores of the whole body were hot and struggling, magnified several times, Ling Feng felt that his skin instantly turned red, his brows frowned slightly, and he was just about to get up, he felt a strange feeling.

It seems that the pores have been scalded and enlarged, and the aura in the potion is frantically pouring into the meridians in the body with the pores, and finally returns to the dantian.

The spirit crystals in the dantian are also slowly changing, and at the same time, there is also the chaotic mist in the spirit platform, the originally scarce chaotic gas is gradually increasing, although it is not as good as the change of the spirit crystal in the dantian, but it is better than nothing.

Seeing the changes in this, Ling Feng saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart, according to this form, I am afraid that it will not be long before he can break through the realm of a first-grade martial artist and reach a second-grade martial artist.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng gave a grateful look to the two dogs outside the barrel, and any words sometimes overcame a grateful expression, because only the deep affection in his eyes could not be pretended.