Zhiyang Peak, the mountain is ten thousand feet high, and the peak is immersed in the sea of clouds.

During the day, the sun seems to hang on the summit, and the whole mountain is like a barrier to prevent the sun from climbing, from which the peak comes from.

The disciples of the Kongyang Sect reside in this peak, but there is a unique existence here, and that is Chen Youting.

He did not live in the cave mansion specially prepared for him by the sect, but found a cave to live in halfway up the mountain of Zhiyang Peak. On weekdays, he also doesn't interact with other elders of the sect, and he is very withdrawn.

Although it is a cave, it has everything, all kinds of organs, and the decoration is simple and elegant, and it is filled with the fragrance of spiritual grass everywhere.

In the Dan room, in a few small red clay furnaces, there were tepid flames, and several palm-sized medicine pods sat on them, making a soft sound.

Lin Feng stood at the door and knocked on the door frame.

Chen Youting, who was originally focused on reading, turned around, saw him, and nodded indifferently: "Come in." ”

Lin Feng entered the door and put the voucher on the bookcase beside him.

After completing the task of Lingcao, he can be regarded as an official disciple of the Kongyang Sect. It's just that this title has to be determined by Chen Youting.

Elder-level disciples should be true disciples. However, the status of the true disciple is very high, comparable to that of a deacon. And Chen Youting also said before that he can only be an inner disciple at most.

Lin Feng didn't care about all this. He has his own means, and he can use his own way to go down the martial arts path, and finally reach the peak.

"Well, that's good." Chen Youting glanced at the certificate and said, "Put it aside for the time being, you can drink this medicine." ”

He pointed to the medicine pod on the small red clay stove on the far left.

White smoke floated on the pod, and bubbles bubble. A strong smell of medicine penetrated into his nostrils, Lin Feng glanced at it casually and asked, "Why?" ”

"Did you talk to Master like that?" Chen Youting frowned.

"Just asking." Lin Feng said, "What you put in your mouth can't be unclear. ”

"That's a panacea for hair and marrow, eating it can improve your physique and enhance your strength." Chen Youting's voice became indifferent again.

This is true, Lin Feng has been a human being for two lives, and the alchemist did not do it for nothing.

From the smell, he could judge that in this medicinal soup, there were several flavors of spiritual herbs—Gong Gong Fruit, Ice Spirit Tablets, and Wolf Venom Leaves, all of which improved the strength of the physical body. Taking this medicinal decoction for a long time can improve the physique and make cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

Lin Feng had reservations about this medicine, and he was more suspicious of Chen Youting's purpose.

Chen was very indifferent from beginning to end, and his reluctance was very strong.

Moreover, Yang Zhi also said that Chen Youting has a nickname in the sect - Master of Death.

For so many years, the disciples who followed him, except for Zhou Tao, all died without exception.

"Heaven is hard, and people are strong." Yang Zhi said.

Lin Feng naturally didn't believe it, there must be a reason for it, as long as it wasn't his turn, he could only wait and see what happened.

From the very beginning, Lin Feng was wary of him.

"What, don't want to?" Chen Youting was aggressive.

"No, such a good medicine, of course, can't be wasted." Lin Feng shook his head, took a bowl from the medicine pod, blew it cold, and drank it all.

Chen Youting kept staring at him and watched him finish drinking, so he was relieved.

"Very good, from today onwards, come to me every day to report and drink a bowl of medicine. Ten days later, I will teach you the exercises. Chen Youting said, "As for the identity, I thought about it carefully. Originally, it was unfair to be an inner disciple, but your strength is here. From now on, you will be my true disciple. I'll take care of it for you, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Lin Feng nodded, and secretly said that this could be regarded as causing him a big trouble. Let's not talk about the outer disciples, the other inner disciples and true disciples will definitely have quite opinions.

After all, in such a large sect, the promotion of disciple status is very strict and difficult.

"It's nothing, you go back first." Chen Youting waved his hand.

Lin Feng sang a song and said goodbye and left.

Chen Youting looked at his back until his footsteps and breath disappeared, and then he coughed violently. His eyes went dark for a moment, but they quickly returned.

Lin Feng walked out of the cave for a long time before he stopped, bent over the wall, and opened his mouth to vomit.

He almost vomited out all the bile, and then used his spiritual power to clean his internal organs again, and then he gave up.

Although there are various good medicines in the medicinal soup, the good medicines together may also become poison.

As soon as he entered the mouth, Lin Feng tasted a spirit grass that was difficult to detect with his sense of smell—wood magnetic powder. This is actually a gemstone that can be used as medicine after grinding. Its efficacy is similar to that of the merit fruit, but the medicinal properties are very strong.

The wood magnetic powder can quickly gather the medicinal effects of various materials in the medicinal soup in the mouth, and amplify it several times.

This would have been a good thing, but as the saying goes, how big a head wears a big hat. With Lin Feng's current strength realm, this practice is tantamount to pulling seedlings to help grow.

In the short term, his strength can indeed soar, but that is a dead end.

As a double sect master, it is impossible for Chen Youting not to know about this matter, he must have another purpose.

Lin Feng thought, it's better to plan and see what he wants to do.

……

Syllable!

The teacup shattered in Ding Zhao's hand, and the tea soup splashed everywhere.

"Find, dig three feet into the ground and find it for me! To live to see people, to die to see corpses! He was so overcast that he could drip ice water, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't let go of a clue." ”

"Yes! Lord Deacon. The cronies bowed, "In addition, Song Ruyun is already waiting outside the door, do you want to see her?" ”

"See, how not to see? Let her in! Ding Zhao took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.

"Yes!"

The cronies bowed and withdrew, and it didn't take long for Song Ruyun to walk in uneasily.

When she saw Ding Zhao, she carefully saluted. As an outer disciple, Ding Zhao is half of her master, and he is also the highest authority to manage the entire Southeast Peak. He's on the southeast peak, and he's talking about it.

If he had seen him before, Song Ruyun would have been nervous at most. But after the incident in the Misty Valley, her mentality has changed subtly.

Grievances, resentment, and fear, all mixed together, she could hardly bear it and was eager to escape.

"You are Song Ruyun? I heard that this time the Nine Black Grass Mission, you were the last person to see Ding Peng? Ding Zhao asked coldly.

The powerful coercion made Song Ruyun almost unable to open his mouth. After thinking for a long time, she said, "I have seen him, but I don't know if it is the last person to see him." ”

"You'd better think about it before you answer." Ding Zhao said, "Did he have a holiday with a guy named Lin Feng?" ”

Song Ruyun immediately shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"I heard that your brother is also coming to the Kongyang Sect to learn art? Know that your every move is related to his future. Ding Zhao turned the wrench in his hand and stared at her like a torch.

Song Ruyun's face turned pale, and she looked up at him timidly.

Ding Zhao's face was expressionless, this kind of girl was too easy to deal with, he thought, he would know the answer immediately.

No matter who hurt his Ding family's only seedling, Ding Zhao wanted that person to pay the price.

In fact, his heart has always been shrouded in a bad premonition, which makes him sad and angry, and he is in a hurry.

"You speak out boldly, if you have any grievances, I will make the decision for you." Ding Zhao saw that the girl was so frightened that he couldn't speak, so he forced himself to slow down.

Song Ruyun's lips squirmed a few times, and finally raised his head bravely, looked at him and said, "Lord Deacon, it's like this......"

(End of chapter)