This may be the beginning of their goal, first regard the Spirit King as a benchmark for the future, and slowly surpass it.

The two of them were very grateful and refused to go to the Fire Clan, but the Spirit King who said goodbye went to Manxi's residence, which was also the inn that Ling Feng said.

At present, the two of them are still very cautious, even if the Spirit King does not compete for their treasures, it does not mean that the rest of the Fire Clan will not, and it is not a little dangerous to enter the wolf pack like a sheep after entering.

Therefore, even if they are bold, they dare not enter the Fire Clan. At this point, Manxi strongly refused, even if he was offended, it could only be so.

"How is this Spirit King?" Ling Feng asked, feeling that he could be trusted, whether he was reliable or not.

For a character who lives in the ancient tomb all the year round, he attaches great importance to this, and he has experienced too many events such as betrayal, murder, and treasure grabbing, and he dare not be careless, let alone a supreme existence.

In the Great Wilderness City, it is even more fearful of some famous people of the family and the Great Sect, and this person is estimated to be the only person who can be called powerful in the past three hundred years.

"It's terrifying! Manxi pouted and sighed, and suddenly Ling Feng slapped him.

"I mean character?" he asked.

"I don't know!"

Manxi pursed his mouth and said, Ling Feng felt a little dizzy with the black lines in his head, thinking that this guy was so unreliable, he didn't know that he could deal with people, so he really wanted to worship him.

Aren't you really afraid of facing such a character? If there is a difference between the outside and the outside, and the face of the outsider is different, it will be miserable.

Moreover, the strength of the Fire Clan was clear to Ling Feng, and he did not dare to act carelessly, and he also released his divine thoughts to wander around along the way.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Manxi felt that Ling Feng's worries were unnecessary, and he still believed in the Spirit King's personality.

"Lord Hui, should we follow the two of you?"

"Presumptuous. This king is not interested in their inheritance, but in the talents of the two. What is the difference between sending someone to follow us and the rest of our strength? Ordered all Fire Clan personnel not to stop the two, and to help one or two when they saw danger. ”

The Spirit King scolded angrily, making this person tremble all over, but he didn't expect this move to be too much.

"Young Master Manxi is back. As soon as the two arrived at the door, Xiao Er greeted them and looked at the two with a smile on their faces.

"Well, get us some side dishes, tired all night. Delivered to my room. He shouted.

However, Ling Feng was looking around at everything here, there was no change at all, and even some unforgettable pictures appeared in his mind, one after another, and phantoms emerged.

A beautiful figure manifested in Ling Feng's mind, as if everything was just yesterday, time was still there, but the figure had gone to a distant place, and he couldn't see that beautiful figure.

"Hey, this little brother is so familiar. The little second brother looked at Ling Feng's face and was very surprised, maybe it was a matter of time that he couldn't remember it.

Even though it was a matter of time, there were still some remnants of the vague memories in my mind, as if they were slowly being pieced together, very vague and scattered.

However, the little second brother was still trying to piece it together, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar and very familiar he felt, his two eyes stared at Ling Feng, and he found some vague imprints of his figure.

"Let you go to the kitchen to get food, why are you standing here, do you see your father?"

Seeing this, the shopkeeper yelled angrily, even Manxi felt strange, since he entered the door, the little second brother seemed to have lost his soul, and stared at Ling Feng non-stop.

"Heh, I don't think there's a problem here today?" Manxi looked stunned, pointed to his head with a finger and looked at the shopkeeper, very surprised.

"No, the shopkeeper seems to be our little en-father??? "The shopkeeper is also in his thirties at present, and today he suddenly looks like he has lost his soul like this, and he can't stop watching."

"What? How could it be that the kid had died a long time ago? The shopkeeper shouted and walked over.

Man Xi also stared at Ling Feng with round jewel-like eyes at this time, but his gaze swept down a table as if he saw two more figures, one large and one small, with a slight mist in his eyes.

"Where is it like, it is said that Engong has been dead for so many years, and Xiao Engong has long been gone, hurry up and work to don't be lazy. "I was scolded by the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper's mouth was still crooked, so I obviously looked a little similar.

"That's right, I'm the one you're looking for. At this time, Ling Feng said this, and it was the first time he had spoken in so long since he had been here, but he shook a few people.

Manxi is not strange now, and he has also guessed a thing or two, Ling Feng has a little relationship with this inn, otherwise it would be impossible for him to come here because the Great Wilderness City is so big.

After listening to the conversation between the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, Manxi still guessed a little, maybe Ling Feng's mother was kind to this place a long time ago.

"Look at it, I'll just say, yes. However, hearing this, the shopkeeper ran back and shouted.

"Are you really that person?" Ling Feng nodded. "No way, he disappeared eight years ago, I guess it's long gone, don't lie to me. The shopkeeper waved his hand in disbelief and went back to work.

"I'm Ling Feng. However, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were clear, looking at every corner of the place.

"What?"

The shopkeeper screamed out in a gaffe, this name seemed to have not been heard for nearly ten years, and it sounded so uneasy again.

It is said that they have also heard a little about Ling Feng's disappearance eight years ago, and they have also sent people to look for it everywhere but there is no one, so according to the Ling family's speculation, something may have happened.

Back then, Ling Feng's mother was kind to this inn, so they were no strangers to Ling Feng, and they often came here to eat side dish specials, so they were very impressed.

Such a sentence is that both of them are extremely excited, their hands are trembling, and they still remember that little Ling Feng, who is very good at talking and often teases him, is actually standing in front of them at this time, a little dreamy.

Is this really Ling Feng, the son of Engong? The two of them couldn't believe it, and almost burst into tears.

"Look, I'm starving. Hurry up and get your meals. He shouted.

"Uncle Wu, are you okay?" Ling Feng whispered, looking at Uncle Wu, who was still old, in charge of the shop, and remembered some things back then.

"Are you really Ling Feng?" The shopkeeper's eyes overflowed with tears, looking at Ling Feng's hands and suddenly stroking it, he felt a little incredible, Xiao Engong, who had disappeared for ten years, was not dead, it was really an eye-opener.

They also knew very well what happened back then, and they also hated Ling Xiaotian, a hypocrite, and wanted to kill him immediately, so that the mother and son suffered so much.

Moreover, that stepmother has been sending people to hunt down Ling Feng, but unfortunately the sky does not kill him, even after three years of searching, Ling Feng has not been found, so it is inferred that this person is still gone.

Back then, they also wanted to organize to take Ling Xiaotian's dog's life, but unfortunately their cultivation was inferior, and they were almost assassinated several times, but they were still stopped by some people, and they were powerless. If you go, you can only give up if you die in vain!

"Was my mother's things snatched away by those dog things of the Ling family?" Ling Feng asked, his hands immediately clenched into fists, the Ling family's hatred could not be stopped, and it was going to be broken.

"It's all to blame for not protecting Eun Gong's things, damn it. Not only was the shopkeeper's face full of tears, but even Ling Feng's cheeks had already been soaked with tears.

"I don't blame you, it's all those dog thieves of the Ling family, sooner or later, I will make them pay for their blood debts. ”

For a while, Ling Feng chatted with Shopkeeper Wu for a long time before going upstairs, and Manxi had already eaten and drunk well and sat on the bed to meditate.

Because the busyness of this period of time can be regarded as a waste of cultivation, at this moment, Ling Feng took out the set of ancient scrolls of the Kui Niu Clan and flipped through them.

Moreover, this time it is different, there seems to be a very strong force in the face that not only hooks his mind, but also finds nothing after reading it several times?

He was very suspicious.

Is there something wrong with this volume? Why does it feel right that there is a force, but no matter how you look for it, you can't find it, which is puzzling.

"Damn, hell along. Manxi scolded and went straight to bed and went to sleep.

However, after a while, he fell asleep, and the power went directly into the dream, and a golden rune appeared in the sky, dazzling and illuminating the entire void.

swastika

He didn't know this word, and it was very amazing, and the breath poured into his body, making his body seem to be weak, very light and comfortable, as if corresponding to this rune.

The golden light is very blazing, and I vaguely hear the sound of the Zen trumpet ringing, which is very clear and soft, as if the afternoon sun is shining on the body.

Rows of words manifested in his mind, the word "swastika" kept expounding the truth as if the Tao was surging in his heart, so that he was directly bathed in the holy light, and his treasure in the dream was solemn, his hands were folded as if he was a Buddha, and the golden light bloomed all over his body, and the sense of Tao Ming was generated with the swastika.

The sound of the Buddha on the avenue is in Zen, and the Buddha at this time is as sacred and solemn as the Buddha in the west, more like a little holy Buddha, reciting the true scriptures, and the swastika is constantly sent out.

Suddenly, the inn shook, shaken by the swastika, and the house seemed to be about to collapse, which frightened the guests in the inn.

Ling Feng felt something abnormal, and thought that there were chasing soldiers coming to rob them of their secret technique, but seeing the house where Manxi was, he vaguely saw a golden light appearing, and a sluggish voice passed, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

But what puzzled him was that Manxi just replied casually "Enlightenment!" and there was no more sound, and the vibration only appeared once.

The scenes in the dream are constantly repeating and evolving. He stood cross-legged, his hands folded, and the golden swastika on his head illuminated the entire void, as if bathed in a golden world shrouded in the Buddha's name, reaching the realm of selflessness.

Everything has entered the state of mind in the enlightenment, the mind is combined with all things, listening to the Zen sound of all things, and the sound of the Buddha is spread all over the world, wandering in the heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a Buddha name Amitabha Buddha shook him out of that realm. When he woke up, he was covered in sweat, as if he had been watered.

"How can this be? Is this the power?" he sat up, thinking about everything in his dream, and was extremely shocked.

Everything is so real and clear, is that power really there, he couldn't help but pick up the scroll again and look through the name of what he saw.

"Perverted, you can realize the Tao when you sleep, what a fucking pervert" Ling Feng whispered next door, he really couldn't believe that Manxi still had this kind of ability, and even felt that he was really a freak.