With a scream, a figure flew upside down, slammed into the door panel, bounced out, and finally landed on the bluestone floor.

Smack!

Four bluestone floors were smashed to the ground and torn apart by the figure.

In the Yanwu Hall, the atmosphere was suddenly solemn, the previous whispers came to an abrupt end, and everyone watched this scene in amazement.

Lying on the ground, it was not Lin Feng who vomited blood, it was actually Lin Quan!

Lin Feng was nothing more than a second-order martial artist, while Lin Quan was already a fourth-order martial artist and was on the verge of breaking through.

Between these two people, there is a gap between a strong man and a baby. Lin Quan casually moved his fingers, and he could make Lin Feng unable to turn over.

However, this is not the case.

The most shocking thing was Lin Quan, he clearly saw that when he rushed to Lin Feng's side just now, Lin Feng only made two actions - probe and grab.

At that time, Lin Quan felt that it was really ridiculous. The Five Thunder Fist itself was as powerful as thunder, plus he was going all out to attack the second order with the power of the fourth order.

In this case, Lin Feng was hard-hitting, and the result could only be shattered with both arms. However, that was just Lin Quan's wishful thinking.

The fact was that he ignored Lin Feng's hand, but was caught by him. Just as he was about to shake the palm of his hand open with force, he felt a traction force that completely drew out the strength of his Five Thunder Fist, and then Lin Feng grabbed his hand and slapped it on his own dantian.

At that moment, Lin Quan was shocked.

He couldn't figure out how Lin Feng did it. Actually attracted his force to attack himself, and the worst thing is, it still worked.

Now Lin Quan only felt that his abdomen was like a river and a sea, he tried to feel the dantian, but he was desperate to find that the dantian had been broken.

Lin Feng's face was cold, he walked slowly to him, looked down at him and said, "What you want to do, I have done it for you." Awu, let's go. He lifted his feet, stepped over the forest spring, and walked out.

"The crotch trip, you did it for me." Lin Feng said coldly.

"Yes, Young Master Feng!" Ah Wu quickly agreed, and trotted to follow.

Everyone was silent, silently looking at Lin Feng, who was getting farther and farther away, feeling that he was very different from before.

In the past, he was prodigal and did not seek progress. But now he is calm and calm, decisive in killing, and smashes Lin Quan's dantian with one punch, which makes people dare not underestimate him.

No one knows what's going on, you must know that just before a stick of incense, he was still the existence of Lin Quan's rage.

Lin Quan covered his abdomen and lay on the ground. His heart was filled with despair and anger, knowing that unless a miracle occurred in his life, he would no longer be able to cultivate.

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Feng, I will definitely not let you go!" My brother won't let you go! ”

……

Daiwa green wall, a small courtyard house, there is a two-story small building, the name of the building is Yanyu Building.

This is Lin Feng's residence in the Lin family, a corner of the old house, quiet and deserted.

Usually, only he and Ah Wu live in this small courtyard, and there is not even a maidservant. Although his grandfather is the head of the Lin family, his life as a young master is not comfortable.

Ever since he had strangely fallen from the fifth order of the martial arts realm to the second order the year before last, he had never been able to get up. Because of this, the family elders have repeatedly asked to cut off the supply of his cultivation resources.

If it weren't for Grandpa's insistence, I'm afraid that he would have been expelled from the house by now, and he wouldn't know where to wander.

It's a pity that my grandfather failed in retreat last year and suffered serious internal injuries. Within the family, the dark tide was immediately surging, and all forces were ready to move, trying to seize the position of the head of the family. He, the grandson of waste wood, is a weapon they use to attack grandpa.

While Ah Wu went to cook, Lin Feng began to sort out his thoughts in the house, and cultivated by the way.

Memories of past and present lives flooded into my mind. In his previous life, he was a disciple of the Nine Heavens Divine Realm Medicine God Temple, even if he was an ordinary disciple, compared to the mundane world of the Silver Moon Continent, he was also a god-like existence.

In fact, any speck of dust in the Nine Heavens Divine Realm is a god-like existence. And Lin Feng has indeed been a god for many years, and people like him in the god realm are called divine cultivators.

After that sectarian catastrophe, he seemed to have been asleep for a long time, and only today did he really wake up. The memory in this world is his, but it is not like his.

For his previous life, he only remembered the last battle, and he and his master fought to protect each other. When the fierce and domineering shot of the Emperor came to him, the master used his last strength to knock him out with one palm, trying to help him escape his fate.

Reincarnation? Or is it reborn? Until now, Lin Feng still couldn't figure it out.

The only thing he could determine was that the Silver Moon Continent was definitely a low-level plane, and the heaven and earth aura here was too thin.

In order to cultivate, the major families and sects rely on finding spiritual lands and grabbing spiritual springs to assist in cultivation. Those scattered cultivators who had no power were trying to find spirit stones to arrange formations to cultivate.

If it weren't for the little divine consciousness that Lin Feng had left, he wouldn't even feel it at all. With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Lin Feng quickly realized that this might be an opportunity for him.

From his memory, Lin Feng learned that the cultivators of the Silver Moon Continent were called martial artists, and martial disciples were the most basic realm, which was divided into nine stages.

In the realm of martial apprentices, the cultivation of the physical body and the forging of muscles and bones are the main symbols, and the improvement of the realm is also marked by the breakthrough of spiritual power. When the spiritual power is accumulated to 9,000 jun, you can seek an opportunity to break through to the next realm, the samurai realm.

The strongest martial artist in Benlei City is said to be only a fourth-order martial artist. The martial arts realm is a higher realm than the warrior realm, and it is an existence that the warriors of the warrior realm look up to.

The power of the Silver Moon Continent is called spiritual power, and it is not simply physical power. The generation of spiritual power is a special power produced by the martial artists who practice day and night, combine the aura of heaven and earth with the physical body, and pass through the hammer forging of the dantian.

Although this is a low-level plane with thin aura, there is also a powerful existence in the Silver Moon Continent. Legend has it that a martial artist who has cultivated to the extreme can step on the ocean, split the mountains with his hands, travel in the void, and live forever.

Before Lin Feng, it was precisely because he could not continue to condense spiritual power that he had regressed in the realm, and he had been hovering at the second order of the martial apprentice realm. It's just that at that time, Lin Feng's self-consciousness and divine consciousness had not yet awakened. Now, everything is different.

"When my divine consciousness is awakened, my ability to sense the aura of heaven and earth is stronger than others!" Lin Feng said secretly, "If this can't be reversed, what am I still doing with a shy face?" If the family business in this life can't be saved, then the enmity between the master and the sect, let alone think about it! Lin Feng, you must be strong! ”

After sorting out his thoughts, Lin Feng looked through the doorway and saw an osmanthus tree in the corner of the yard. This osmanthus is still a very precious golden osmanthus.

In the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, the osmanthus tree is regarded as a spiritual plant. It attracts aura and is the favorite tree species of the cultists.

Although this is the Silver Moon Continent, Lin Feng believes that nature is ever-changing, and the osmanthus trees here may also have the effect of condensing the spirit.

Sure enough, as soon as he got close to the osmanthus tree, Lin Feng felt that the air here was exceptionally fresh, and the concentration of aura was higher than elsewhere.

He immediately sat cross-legged and began to operate the basic mental method he had learned in the Medicine God Temple, the Water Cloud Technique.

In fact, Lin Feng still remembered a lot of advanced exercises, but he knew that with his current physical endurance and strength, he couldn't cultivate that kind of advanced exercises. Moreover, the aura of heaven and earth here is too thin, and it does not have the external conditions for cultivating advanced and profound exercises at all.

"Wind and clouds, rain and dew, Yunhan and water, I will come!"

Lin Feng silently recited the mantra to operate the mental method, and at the same time, his divine consciousness burst out, stirring the air, and capturing the thin and pitiful little aura of heaven and earth. Now his divine consciousness has just awakened, and due to the limitations of his body and strength, he can only affect the space of about a foot in front of him.

However, this is enough for Lin Feng now.

In fact, there are also some heaven and earth aura in the Silver Moon Continent, but there are too many impurities in it. For ordinary martial artists, it is naturally a treasure, but for Lin Feng, who was born in a divine cultivator, this kind of aura is not enough.

Every time his divine sense caught a trace of aura, Lin Feng immediately used the water cloud technique to purify the aura.

The purified aura, pulled by Shui Yun Jue, wandered among his limbs, meridians and blood, washed and strengthened his body over and over again, and was finally sent to the dantian.

This is also the difference between Lin Feng's current cultivation and that of ordinary martial artists.

The cultivation of the martial artists of the Silver Moon Continent is to immediately send the spiritual energy that is easy to absorb into the dantian to generate spiritual power, and then use their respective exercise systems to send spiritual power to all parts of the body and refine the physical body.

Lin Feng was different, Shui Yun Jue used his divine sense to refine it before his spiritual energy turned into spiritual power, and after generating spiritual power, he refined it again. In this way, after thousands of tempers, the difference may not be visible in the martial arts realm, but when it comes to the warrior realm, the difference is obvious.

Gradually, Lin Feng immersed himself in his own cultivation world, so selfless. Time passed little by little, and his physical body was changing rapidly in the dual refining of aura and spiritual power.

The bones become thicker, the muscles become firmer, the skin thickens, and the appearance of the whole person is also quietly changing.

He felt that there was a majestic force in his body, which was waiting to surge out, which was a precursor to a breakthrough. Lin Feng has been enduring it, waiting for the best opportunity to break through.

Suddenly, Lin Feng opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed. He let out a low shout, and his body leaped up like a bird, more than a foot high, and rushed forward.

Lin Feng clenched his hands into fists, and suddenly exerted force in the air, blasting towards the iron and wooden stakes in the courtyard with one punch.

On the ironwood, there are mottled and faint fist marks, which are all the marks of his hard work in the past. Others only think that he is a gentleman, who doesn't learn and has no skills, who knows how much blood and sweat Lin Feng will pay for this behind closed doors?

Ironwood is the hardest tree species in the Silver Moon Continent, and without Wanjun's spiritual power, it is impossible to penetrate ironwood. This iron stake has been growing with Lin Feng for fourteen years, and after more than ten years of cultivation, he has only left marks of different shades on it, which also includes the mark of his peak martial arts realm fifth order.

However, this time, Lin Feng punched out, the fist wind roared, and it hit the iron stake with a bang, which actually left a pit two inches deep on the iron stake! And this is already two-thirds the thickness of the iron and wood pile.

In an instant, spiritual power surged, rushing in his veins. In the dark, it seems to have broken through a closed door of shackles and broken through!

After several years of depression, it was finally released at this moment, and Lin Feng sighed, feeling the coolness brought by the breakthrough.

From the second order to the third order of the martial arts realm, this moment is so hard-won.

But this was not the end, it was followed by another impact, followed by a third...... Lin Feng silently counted in his heart, now that he had jumped three times in a row, he had returned to the fifth order of the Martial Disciple Realm!

But everything is not over yet, the spiritual power is still surging, as if the waves are raging, and there is actually a tendency to impact the sixth order?

At this moment, a phantom figure jumped up from his mud pill palace, and the sound of a tiger roaring dragon once again came from his mind. The surging spiritual power came to an abrupt end.

What's going on?