(2-in-1 Chapter)

Hearing Ling Feng's request, Jia Lan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded suddenly: "Sir, this is the first time to deal with my Lingxun Pavilion, and he doesn't know much about some of the details of our Lingxun Pavilion, so it's no wonder that he would say such a request." ”

"I asked them to help save people, what's wrong with such a request?" Ling Feng looked at Jia Lan with confusion in his heart.

Seeing that the doubts on Ling Feng's face were a little heavier, Jia Lan couldn't help but hurriedly explained: "Since the establishment of my Lingxun Pavilion, although I have been helping others collect news, I have always had a purpose, that is, no matter how big or small the incident is, I will never participate in the disputes, but always remain neutral and stay out of the matter!" Sir, you might as well think about it, if we are involved in everything, we will inevitably have a grudge with some people, although my Spirit Message Pavilion is not small, but it can't withstand the attack of a large number of enemies, then how can our Spirit Message Pavilion go through countless years and have been open until now?"

Indeed, heroes can't stand the crowd, even if it is such a huge force as Lingxun Pavilion, they are not willing to easily offend some forces, so as not to end up becoming the target of public criticism.

"It seems that I can't ask the Spirit Pavilion to help me. Hearing Jia Lan's explanation, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a trace of loss in his heart.

"Sir, although I can't help you from the perspective of the Spirit Pavilion, from my personal point of view, I do have a way, maybe I can help you!" Seeing that Ling Feng was faintly lost, Jia Lan changed his words, smiled slightly, and looked at Ling Feng.

"Oh, please give me advice from Mr. Jia!" he heard Jia Lan's words. Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with some expectation.

"Although the Dong Miao Sect has a huge power in the Far East, it also has an old enemy, why don't you want to let its old enemy come to your aid?" Jia Lan said with a smile.

"What do you mean...... Feiyan Sect?" Ling Feng's eyes rolled, and he instantly thought that the old enemy of the Dong Miao Sect in the Far East was none other than the sect he was in, the Feiyan Sect!

"Haha. As for whether you can make the Feiyan Sect willing to help you. It's up to you. Jalan nodded and smiled.

"Hehe, Mr. Jia said with a smile, how could I have that ability to invite the behemoth of Feiyan Sect. Under Jia Lan's vague gaze, Ling Feng smiled faintly. He shook his head slowly, not showing the expression that the former was expecting.

Then Ling Feng stood up directly, smiled and said to Jia Lan: "The matter has come to this, then I won't bother anymore, farewell!"

"If you have any news you want to know in the future, feel free to come here and find me. I promise to give you the most satisfactory service!" Sending Ling Feng to the gate of the Spirit Pavilion again, Jia Lan smiled and said a few polite words to Ling Feng, watching Ling Feng gradually move away from the bustling crowd, and the old man's eyes flashed. The smile on his face became a little stronger, and he said jokingly, "This person is deeply hidden, it doesn't seem to be simple, and he actually stared at Dongmiao Sect, this is interesting, it seems that something big is going to happen in the extreme east......"

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Ling Feng came out of the Spirit Pavilion and returned to the hotel. changed back into the white robe of the original inner disciple of the Feiyan Sect, and retreated to the guest room. Rushed towards Feiyan Mountain, where the Feiyan Sect was located.

While hurrying, Ling Feng had a lot of thoughts in his heart. Keep thinking back to what Jia Lan had just said in the Spirit Message Pavilion.

If you want Feiyan Sect to help you come forward to Dong Miao Sect to save your mother, this is an extremely difficult thing.

After all, although the Feiyan Sect and the Dongmiao Sect are rivals, their strength is almost the same, and there is also a Five Spirit Sect on the side, so if Ling Feng can't come up with enough conditions to attract the Feiyan Sect, then it is almost impossible for the Feiyan Sect to take the risk to go to the Dongmiao Sect to rescue his mother.

For Ling Feng, there are now two ways to let the Feiyan Sect help him rescue his mother.

The first way is to exchange the Wind Extreme Body Martial Technique that he obtained in the blessed land of heaven and earth. After all, being able to regain possession of the complete Wind Extreme Martial Technique that had been lost for thousands of years would undoubtedly be of great help to the Feiyan Sect! Ling Feng knew that he might be able to use this as a condition to ask the masters of the Feiyan Sect to rescue his mother from the Dongmiao Sect.

Of course, if Ling Feng did this, it would also be extremely risky. After all, with his current strength, if the secret of possessing the Wind Extreme Martial Technique was exposed, it was hard to guarantee that the Feiyan Sect would not directly attack him!

The second method is for Ling Feng to cultivate hard, show his extraordinary talent in the Feiyan Sect, let the Feiyan Sect focus on cultivating himself, and then grow into the high-level of the Feiyan Sect, and then find a way to use the power in his hands to provoke the battle between the Feiyan Sect and the Dongmiao Sect, so as to take the opportunity to rescue his mother...,

This second method is relatively safe, but Ling Feng will have to wait a little longer.

"The secret of having a complete Wind Extreme Martial Technique must not be exposed until you have enough self-protection ability!" After thinking about it again, Ling Feng made up his mind in his heart, and directly clenched his fists, revealing a determined gaze in his starry eyes, "The only thing I have to do now is to show my true strength in today's Inner Sect Newcomer Disciple Ranking Competition, so that the high-level leaders of the Feiyan Sect will be impressed by him, and then focus on cultivation!"

Having made up his mind in his heart, Ling Feng no longer hesitated, and strode towards Feiyan Mountain, which had already appeared in his field of vision.

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In the circular huge square on the top of Feiyan Mountain, at this moment, the surrounding crowds are crowded, and they are already crowded.

As the Feiyan Sect's annual Inner Door Newcomer Ranking Competition, there are many genius disciples who have long been famous in the Feiyan Sect, such a grand event naturally attracted many Feiyan Sect Outer Disciples to watch the game, of course, there are also a large number of inner disciples, and even some true disciples and elders who are usually rare to see also appeared in the surrounding stands. Of course, the purpose of their visit, in addition to paying attention to the most talented newcomers of the inner sect, the most important thing was to see with their own eyes the inner disciple who was able to stay in the enlightenment room for seven days like the sect leader Feifeng, and was exceptionally admitted by the Feiyan Sect - Ling Feng!

"Hey, wasn't the previous Inner Gate Newcomer Ranking Contest hosted by the sect master himself, why did he change to Elder Jin this year?"

"Yes. With such an annual competition, why didn't the sect master show up?"

Looking at the golden-faced old man who was presiding over the competition on the rostrum and the other nine inner sect elders beside him, but only Feifeng's figure was missing, many disciples showed surprised eyes, asking each other one after another, and most of them shook their heads blankly. I don't know why.

As Elder Jin loudly announced the start of the competition, the originally noisy and noisy square suddenly fell silent.

In the limelight. Two white-robed disciples jumped onto the competition platform in the center of the square from the left and right sides respectively, saluted each other, and then as the referee on the field announced the rules of the game, after an order, the two disciples moved. In an instant, the battle came together.

Gradually, with the wonderful progress of one game after another, the voices of the disciples in the surrounding stands also rose higher and higher, gradually pushing the atmosphere of the game to a high tide.

At this moment, on the competition platform in the center of the square, two white-robed figures intertwined with each other. When attacking each other, the true qi that erupted from the palms of the fists caused the disciples on the surrounding stands to erupt in exclamations from time to time, and the scene was very hot.

However, at the same time as he was amazed, at least half of the disciples in the stands swept towards Ling Feng's still empty seat.

"The next game will be between the inner disciple Ling Feng and Hu Liang. But why haven't I seen Senior Brother Ling Feng appear yet?"

"Senior Brother Ling Feng wouldn't be in retreat and forget the time, right?"

Many outer disciples exchanged heads and discussions.

This time, they came to watch the Inner Sect Rookie Disciple Ranking Competition, the main purpose was to catch a glimpse of the legendary genius Ling Feng who was as talented as the sect master, and until now Ling Feng had not appeared, which couldn't help but make them curious and speculate.

"Brother Jiu, it's about to be Brother Ling Feng's turn to compete. But why hasn't he come yet?" a young girl in the stands looked anxious. He asked the young man beside him, as if he had saved Ling Feng in the Forest of the Far East half a year ago. Then came to the Feiyan Sect's two brothers and sisters, Wei Jiu and Wei Rong.

"I don't know. Maybe Brother Ling has something important to delay. But I'm sure he'll be able to get there in time!" Wei Jiu glanced at Ling Feng's empty seat, a look of affirmation and anticipation flashed in his eyes.

Contestant area.

The sturdy boy Zhao Yan and the handsome boy Xu Jun sat side by side, casually watching the game on the competition platform while talking about something.

"It's all now, Ling Feng hasn't shown up yet, could it be that he had an accident in the Extreme East Forest?" Zhao Yan turned around and swept Ling Feng's seat, which was still empty not far away, and said to Xu Jun on the side.

"Who knows. However, I hope he can come back in time, so that this tournament will be more interesting, isn't it?" Xu Jun pursed his lips, turned his head to Zhao Yan and asked with a smile. ...,

"Haha, indeed, I'm looking forward to having a good fight with him!" Zhao Yan clenched his fists and smiled heartily.

While Zhao Yan and Xu Jun were talking, the game on the field had already been decided, and after the referee on the field announced the results, he then said loudly: "In the next game, the inner disciple Hu Liang will face Ling Feng!"

As the referee's voice fell, suddenly, the somewhat noisy square suddenly became much quieter, and countless eyes swept to the contestants' competition area at the same time. And at this moment, Ling Feng's seat was still empty.

"It's all here, why hasn't Senior Brother Ling come back yet!" Looking at Hu Liang, who had been standing on the competition platform for a long time, Lian'er in the stands stomped his feet anxiously.

"Such a big competition, Senior Brother Ling Feng, how can you miss it!" In the contestant area, Ye Fan also showed anxiety on his face.

"Hmm, what's going on, it stands to reason that a week is enough time for him to return to the Feiyan Sect from the Extreme Eastern Forest, but why hasn't he appeared yet? There won't be any accident in the Extreme Eastern Forest, right?" In the crowd of stands, a woman wrapped in a black robe was surprised in her heart, and she was invisibly worried about Ling Feng's safety.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes, five minutes!

As the minutes passed, some whispers finally sounded in the originally quiet square.

"It seems that Ling Feng will not come to participate in the competition!"

"Damn, Lao Tzu came here to watch Ling Feng's game, but I didn't expect him to even show his face!"

Seeing that Ling Feng did not appear for a long time, Elder Jin on the rostrum frowned, and finally glanced at the referee on the competition platform, who naturally understood what he meant, nodded slowly, and walked towards the center of the competition platform.

Seeing the referee's actions, Zhao Yan and Xu Jun in the competition area glanced at each other, and sighed regretfully: "Alas, it seems that we have one less suitable opponent in this game!"

"It seems that he really won't show up today!" The woman in the black robe sighed softly, and was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly her delicate body trembled, suddenly raised her head, and murmured: "He's here!"

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the elders and some True Disciples on the rostrum also suddenly raised their heads and looked at the sky.

As far as the eye could see, a white crane carrying a young man in a white robe flew in the blue sky. As the crane approached rapidly, the young man's appearance became clearer and clearer, and some disciples who had seen Ling Feng shouted excitedly after seeing the appearance of the young man above the white crane:

"It's Ling Feng!"

"It's really Ling Feng!"

"He's finally there!"

The stands, which were still silent and lost just now, came with the crane of Sky Lingfeng, and it boiled in an instant!

"Brother Jiu, look, it's Brother Ling Feng!" Wei Rong raised his little head, excitedly pointed to the white crane that had slowly landed above the competition platform, and shouted.

"I said a long time ago, Brother Ling will definitely arrive in time!" With Ling Feng's appearance, Wei Jiu's eyes also lit up and said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Ling, you finally arrived in time!" In the stands, as soon as Ling Feng appeared, Lian'er's adoring gaze could no longer move a single inch from him.

"Damn, this Ling Feng, if he doesn't appear, he won't appear, as soon as he appears, he will pull the wind like this, completely overshadowing the limelight of you and me!" Zhao Yan looked at Ling Feng, who was standing on the white crane in mid-air, and the white robe moved with the wind, and smiled.

"I didn't expect him to arrive in time, this competition is interesting!" Xu Jun stroked his palm and smiled slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes as he looked at Ling Feng.

"Deacon Li, thank you for sending me off, otherwise I really won't be able to catch up with this competition!" He smiled at Li Jiang who was riding a white crane, and then Ling Feng lightly touched the white crane's back, and he actually jumped down from the air at a height of 100 zhang, and the whole person was like a light and agile flying swallow, and it actually landed lightly on the competition platform, and the neatness of his body suddenly made the countless disciples in the stands suddenly brighten, and the scene became more and more boiling.

"Who are you?" Looking at the white figure that suddenly appeared on the competition platform, the referee who was walking to the center of the stage was stunned for a moment, frowned and snorted.

"Inner Sect Rookie Disciple, Ling Feng!" Under everyone's attention, Ling Feng slowly took a step forward, his faint voice was not loud, but it clearly resounded in the ears of everyone around him, and it lasted for a long time