Lin Feng couldn't help but think of Lan Lan, as well as the legendary Chu Yunsheng, and Lin Shanshan. That's right, they must all participate in the spirit refining conference.

However, there are too many people here, and there are countless different spiritual powers fluctuating, mixed into an ocean.

In this case, Lin Feng couldn't rely on his divine sense to identify the familiar aura in the crowd.

Brush Brush Brush!

An old sweeping man wearing a hat and a black coarse cloth coat swept all the way from the staircase and almost hit Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took a step forward and continued to walk and look around with Yun Qingzhu. The empty hall, without any furnishings, only a circle of arc-shaped light against the wall, was foggy at the moment, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Brush Brush Brush!

The old man sweeping the floor actually caught up again, three or five times in a row, Lin Feng began to doubt.

He bent down to see the face under his hat. But the more he lowered his head, the more the other person bent over.

The divine sense sensed its breath, and it was very strange that there was no breath at all on this person's body.

"If you don't have breath, can you be a dead person?" Lin Feng said secretly, "Even those demon disciples will have a unique aura on their bodies. ”

Yun Qingzhu gently tugged at his shirt, and Lin Feng looked back at her strangely. She pointed to the old man's hand holding the broom, Lin Feng took a closer look, and immediately couldn't cry or laugh.

The hand was white, and the nails were neatly trimmed, not at all like a man doing rough work. Moreover, this is the venue of the Spirit Refining Conference, and the people who can enter and exit here are at least high-level disciples of the Martial Alliance, how can they allow a miscellaneous servant to enter and exit?

Looking at the thumb of his right hand, a fiery red ring is very eye-catching, and there is a leaf word engraved on it. Lin Feng was too impressed by this ring, this ring can be big or small, bent is a ring, straight is a stick, this is Ye Shilian's unique weapon.

"Old Ye, Old Ye, what are you doing?" Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder and said weakly.

The old sweeper raised his head, and the hat fell to the ground with a clatter. Seeing his face, Lin Feng was even more speechless. The old man not only wore makeup, but also changed his appearance. It's just that his technique is really bad enough, his eyebrows are drawn thick and thin on one side, and the sticky beard is pulled down halfway, which looks very funny.

"I'll go, do you recognize this? Awesome enough! Ye Shilian gave a thumbs up.

Lin Feng smiled faintly and looked back at Yun Qingzhu: "Actually, she recognized you." ”

"Our predecessors have always followed us, and in the Martial Alliance, who else cares about us so much but you?" Yun Qingzhu smiled lightly and said goodbye to Ye Shilian.

Ye Shilian was full of emotion, and Chongyun Qingzhu said: "Girl, I haven't hurt you in vain during this time!" Actually, I came to tell you that when you enter the illusion world, don't panic. Also, there will be a few guys showing up today, so don't stress about it. ”

"Who?" Lin Feng couldn't help but ask curiously.

Ye Shilian held the broom, raised his head and looked at the opposite wall, and Nunu said, "Look, it's here." ”

Lin Feng and Yun Qingzhu turned around to look at the same time, only to see that the originally foggy wall suddenly drifted away, as if a gust of wind blew it away.

When the fog cleared, a huge crystal screen appeared. On the screen, there is a very solemn hall. Several mahogany chairs, decorated with intricately carved and covered with fire python tiger skins, and several desks are placed in the middle of the hall.

The huge hall was not supported by a single pillar, which made Lin Feng very curious about how this structure could stand.

At the end of the screen, there is a figure floating, and several people are coming. Walking in front was a man dressed in white, with long hair and a shawl, and silver threads like snow. His face is white and beardless, his skin is tight, but his eyes are full of endless vicissitudes, and he can't tell his age.

A silver band of light lingered on his forehead, looming. He has a pair of sword eyebrows, and under the eyebrows are the rare almond eyes of men. These eyes are more wonderful than most women in the world.

"This guy's name is Lin Jianhe, he is the chief elder of the Lin family, and he is also an alchemist." Ye Shilian said in a low voice, "See the white halo on his head, it's his weapon, it's called the Silver Snow Sword." There is a way that silver snow is out of the sheath, and the snow is falling all over the sky, and the throat is sealed with blood. ”

Lin Feng nodded, even though he was not really in the same room as that person, he could still feel the tremendous coercion from Lin Jianhe. The absolute crushing of strength is not something that space can avoid.

I saw Lin Jianhe, who was dressed in white and silver-haired, slowly walked to the seat on the left-hand side, and sat down, pinched the trick with both hands, put it in his heart, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

Behind Lin Jianhe, after about ten steps, another person came.

This time it was a young man, dressed in a purple robe, holding a feather fan, handsome and tall, but his eyebrows and eyes were slightly indifferent.

"This kid is amazing, Ling Yushu, the contemporary head of the Ling family, is only twenty-nine years old this year." Speaking of this person, Ye Shilian's tone changed, and he admired his appearance very much, "He is a genius in the entire Tianzhou City, a genius that is rare in a hundred years, a real genius." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced back at Lin Feng again: "I really can't say, which of you two has the stronger talent." ”

"What is talent? I never eat on it. Lin Feng said lightly.

Ye Shilian rolled his eyes: "You kid don't talk about cool words, you are called a full man, you don't know how hungry a man is hungry?" Don't talk nonsense to me, keep getting down to business. This Ling Yushu has been traveling and practicing in the clouds since he was a teenager, and no one knows who his master is. Later, the conflict between the Ling and Lin families broke out, and almost all the elites of the Ling family were lost, so he had to come back to inherit the family business. He was nineteen years old. ”

"Nineteen-year-old head of the house?" Lin Feng and Yun Qingzhu couldn't help but be taken aback, this was indeed too amazing, especially in a place like Tianzhou.

Tianzhou has no rules on the surface, but in fact, there are conventional rules everywhere. If you don't pay attention and touch the rules, you will be killed.

If you want to be comfortable with this kind of dark rules, you can't really handle it if you are not an old fox. However, Ling Yushu seemed to be an exception, at least he had been sitting in the position of the head of the Ling family for nearly ten years.

Ling Yushu walked to the chair next to Lin Jianhe and sat down, and behind him, followed by a middle-aged man in a black suit, who looked free and uninhibited.

The man had a hairy inch, which was dyed red. His forehead is full of wrinkles, his chin is covered with stubble, and he hasn't shaved for an unknown amount of time.

He was the only person who had his weapon in his hand after entering the arena. He carried a pitch-black broadsword on his shoulder. At first glance, the knife looks like nothing, but if you look closely, you will see that it is simply a black hole. Everything in the vicinity, overshadowed by it.

"Ye Lao, which one is this?" Lin Feng couldn't help but ask curiously.

"His name is Chu Bianchen, he is sixty-seven years old this year, and he looks like he is in his thirties. Hmph, this guy is a complete prodigal, don't mention it. If it weren't for the Chu family's current turmoil, they wouldn't have invited this tattoo back to preside over housekeeping. ”

Listening to Ye Shilian's tone, he seemed to be very disdainful of it.

(End of chapter)