"My heart hurts!!"

Ling Feng covered his heart and wept silently, grieving, at this time he had already separated from Jackie Chan and them.

After defeating Bazaar, everyone returned to Daddy's shop to start celebrating, but Ling Feng poured a basin of cold water.

Ling Feng pointed out the eighth door and the history book of the years, and the father said "eh", shocked, and hurriedly went to seal the eighth door and the history book of the years, Jackie Chan, who had just stopped the water demon, had no choice but to continue to run with his father.

Ling Feng also made a farewell, his goal was achieved, there was no need to follow the protagonist, and then he found a safe room to rest, because he was kissed by the goddess, which caused him to get a little carried away, and only now did he remember to check the power of the Heavenly Dao collected from Bazaar.

When he ignited the gasoline, Ling Feng took the Heavenly Dao power from Basha's body by the way, and now when he checked it, he found that a water demon had more than three thousand spells of the Heavenly Dao power.

Ling Feng immediately regretted it, and his heels were blue with regret.

"Why don't I release the other demons?" Ling Feng muttered to himself, and then dispelled this thought, he was not a villain, there was no need for this.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal," Ling Feng muttered, and began to ponder his next plan.

First of all, find Mantabu and get the cup of life, those Mantabu primitives have lived long enough, but they have not contributed to human society at all, it is a complete waste of air, and the cup of life is still kept by me!

Secondly, is there anything else worth walking around? Ling Feng touched his chin and began to ponder

Little card cat? Forget it. It needs to be broken to recover, and disposable things are not very good.

Khiva temple bracelets? That's it. Spiders eat earwax with too strong a sense of sight, and some can't bear to look at it directly.

Ma Jiu's magic ball? Don't, I'm mixed with the Eastern fantasy side, and the things on the Western magic side are still forgotten.

Ricktaje Sutra? Ling Feng Ji Lingling shuddered, this is resolutely not wanted!

The sweet and delicious water of the Ganges River should be left to the people of Asan to taste, even the travelers will not be blessed with this kind of thing.

“…… Doesn't seem like anything? After thinking about it, Ling Feng didn't find anything he needed, so he became invisible, activated the Eye of Aurora, and teleported to the Mantabu tribe, directly took the cup of life, and teleported to this room again.

"It's so convenient!" Ling Feng nodded, if he remembered this thing early, he wouldn't need to be so ...... Not necessarily, the young lady's arms are quite fragrant.

Ling Feng found a courier, wrote a letter to the address where the playing cards of the Black Shadow Corps and the mask of the Shadow Devourer Regiment were located, and then wrote a letter detailing the Black Shadow Corps and the method of defeating the Black Shadow Corps, and then sent it to Daddy Jackie Chan, and then teleported it to the palace of the Holy Lord of Hong Kong, took the income from the Ninja Corps mask made into rings, and sent the historical puzzle pieces about the Black Shadow Corps here to Daddy by the way.

Everything was ready, Ling Feng silently said: "System, return to Douluo Continent!" ”

"Roger! Host. ”

……

Just as Ling Feng disappeared from this world, an orange devil's face appeared on a book of spells painted with Tara's image in a library pavilion located on the top of a high mountain.

It was none other than the Supreme Commander of the Shadow Corps, Tara.

"Who is it! Who took my Shadow Corps! Who took my soldiers and generals!! ”

Tara roared, his soldiers and generals no longer in his perception.

"Huh? No, Minta is still ......"

Tara snorted and turned into the wall.

……

Douluo Continent, Wuhun Hall Academy Apartment

Ling Feng reappeared in his apartment, looking at the time, Ling Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised, he had been in that world for two or three months, and it was only a minute here, thinking about it, this was a good thing, Ling Feng didn't bother to delve into it.

"Erha, can I still go back to that world?"

"Yes, host, after the system captures the world node, it will keep recording until the host unbinds the system."

Ling Feng nodded, the so-called host unbinding system is that the host hangs up.

"System, how much Heavenly Dao power do I have now?"

"The power of the Heavenly Dao of 6054 spells."

"That's ......" Ling Feng touched his chin and pondered, he didn't fight much in the world of Jackie Chan's adventures, he had only fought with Bazaar once, and the reason why he was able to crush Basha was simply because the other party was a crispy mage, but even so, he was still hit.

If it weren't for the horse charm protector, it would be hard to say whether it was crippled or not, and Ling Feng would not have the good luck of Jackie Chan who couldn't be killed.

Ling Feng found that relying solely on the explosive speed brought by the Thunder God's possession was too rigid, and could only accelerate in a straight line, and the same was true for the speed increase of the rabbit charm.

"It's necessary, learn a set of body methods." Ling Feng thought for a moment and made a decision: "System, how much Heavenly Dao power does it cost to steal the three thousand thunderbolts that break through the world?" ”

The system was silent for a moment, and then gave the answer: "The power of the Heavenly Dao of 5,500 spells." ”

Ling Feng: "......"

There used to be a bunch of cute demons in front of me, but I didn't cherish them, and I didn't regret them until I lost them.

Ling Feng shook his head and threw out the messy thoughts: "System, steal three thousand thunderbolts!" ”

"Roger!"

With a flash of white light, a silver scroll appeared in front of Ling Feng, Ling Feng's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of a question: "Erha, this can't be in the hands of the protagonist of that world, right?" ”

"No, Lord Host, the items stolen by the system are generally far away from people with strong Heavenly Dao power, otherwise, it will consume more Heavenly Dao power."

Ling Feng nodded, then sighed, worked hard for a world, and suddenly returned to the time crossing.

"Bring me another Dark Elf Black Hole Grenade."

"It takes 100 spells of Heavenly Dao power."

“……”

It doesn't matter, the money is all for spending.

After sorting out his mood, Ling Feng opened the Three Thousand Thunder Scroll, this is not the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body, there is no need to worry about a sudden burst of lightning strikes.

Ling Feng launched two soul skills, then put his hands together, the spiritual power was immersed in the scroll, and he began to absorb the power of wind and thunder in the scroll, his two soul skills were exactly these two attributes, and it was effortless to absorb.

The scroll suddenly burst into thunder, and the figures on its upper Dao postured with various subtle and strange footsteps, and then, the thunder light suddenly condensed, turned into a point of light, and entered Ling Feng's eyebrows.

Ling Feng stood up, slowly closed his eyes, looked at the three thousand thunderbolts in his mind, and then turned on his soul power, after a while, the thunder light lingered on his feet, Ling Feng glanced at it, very satisfied, but unfortunately this is indoors, otherwise he will have to try these three thousand thunderbolts happily.

……

In the following days, Ling Feng once again entered the boring training of the maneuver, and at the same time, in view of the fact that Ling Feng and the three of them had broken through to the realm of the Great Soul Master, the training was much heavier.

But what made Ling Feng speechless the most was that the Martial Spirit Hall actually arranged several sea desert island training sessions for them.

Ling Feng asked the reason, and the instructor also patiently answered, because there are sea soul beasts and sea soul masters in this world, and as a disciple of the Pope, he must have combat experience in this area.

Then, it's Ling Feng's training time.

I have to say that the education system of the Wuhun Hall is very advanced, and after reaching the realm of the Great Soul Master, Ling Feng and the three of them will be taken out by the instructor every month to adapt to the fighting methods of various different soul masters, and at the same time, they will also have to accept the battle call of the Wuhun Palace.

When he was reading the original book before, Ling Feng was very curious, what was the reason for the existence of the Wuhun Palace, and what functions this force had, but unfortunately looking through the original work, he couldn't see anything except seeing the Wuhun Hall arrogant and domineering, and acting recklessly.

Only now did Ling Feng know the specific function of the Martial Spirit Palace: to lead the affairs of the soul masters in the world and maintain world peace.

There are always some people in this world who try to get something for nothing, and choose to kill others in order to get more cultivation resources; The task of the Wuhun Hall is to protect the weak soul masters and balance the bad effects of some powerful soul masters.

Therefore, when the countries on the mainland encounter a soul master crime that they can't handle, they all pay a certain amount of remuneration to ask the Soul Hall to take action, which is a bit similar to the ninja village system in the Hokage world, but the Soul Hall is much stronger than the ninja village.

In order to better train the students, the Martial Spirit Hall Academy will let them be assigned to perform some tasks, and the specific tasks are decided by the instructor who leads the team, and Ling Feng is struggling to survive in such a course.

For three months, Ling Feng was not only doing the task of cultivating the Three Thousand Thunder Movements and developing the Thousand Bird Stream, but what made Ling Feng speechless the most was that the system could not trigger any of the world nodes in these three months, and he wanted to relax by crossing the idea that it could not be realized at all, so angry that he beat the dog in the consciousness space before he felt comfortable.

……

On this day, the task of the academy came again......