It is said that after the burial sword was recognized by Mengqiu, on the top of a high mountain somewhere on this continent, the rocks on the side were red, like ghosts.

There, a red-haired old man opened his blood-red eyes at that moment, and he looked at the sky not far away and shouted heartbreakingly: "Who the hell can make this ancient sword, the sword of heaven and earth fire source recognize the master!" This immortal will find you! With this voice, the clouds in the sky were shaken out, revealing the blue of heaven and earth!

But not long after, an old blood gushed out of the red-haired old man's mouth and spat on the ground, and the blood corroded the surface soil the moment it touched the ground.

The red-haired old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, then disappeared here and went to an unknown place.

Of course, they didn't know all this, and he returned to the village he had before. He saw the people who had led him here.

He saw Feng Ling and the others hurriedly put down the firewood in their hands and came to Feng Ling's side with their feet sloping.

Seeing this, Feng Ling asked, "You, it's only been a long time since we've met, why are you like this?" ”

He didn't answer, but asked, "Shaoxia, how is it, has it been solved?" ”

Feng Ling looked at Mengqiu when he heard this, and then said sonorously: "Well, it's solved, you can still live here with your ancestors in the future." ”

When he heard this, he was overjoyed. He happily said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." As he spoke, he burst into tears of excitement.

"Dude, what the hell is wrong with your legs!" Mengqiu said suspiciously.

"My leg is fine," he said, pointing to the firewood on the ground not far away, "No, with food, let's not go to the firewood to burn." ”

When Feng Ling heard this, he saw a simple smile on his face.

Feng Ling looked at the lame part of his leg and found that the injury was not very serious, and then injected a wisp of his spiritual power into his thigh.

Seeing this, Mengqiu said, "Uncle, now you see if your legs are better." ”

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly said, "Okay." After that, he tentatively stretched his legs.

"Huh," said the old man in amazement, "my leg is actually so good." As he spoke, the smile on his face became even more difficult to hide.

Feng Ling, when they heard this, they knew that they should leave here, and they had already done what they were going to do.

After that, Feng Ling suddenly flew with the sword and left here. When the old man saw this, he still looked at them reluctantly, and then shouted loudly: "You guys are leaving, not playing?" There was not the slightest response to the results.

Soon after, he rushed back to the village, told the villagers this shocking secret, and shared this great joy with them.

Time flies like a white horse, and the stars in the sky have appeared and disappeared a few times.

During this period of time, Feng Ling stopped and stopped, leading Mengqiu to be chivalrous and righteous along the way, fighting for those who were destined. Feng Ling and Mengqiu's hearts have also made a qualitative leap during this time. It filled the boring cultivation life in the Taiyi Academy.

During this period, the place where the secret realm was opened, Mu Xingcheng was already crowded, and they all came to participate in this secret realm-Biyun Peak.

In a crowded place, there were two people who were particularly inconspicuous, and unlike the people around them, they simply sat there.

Suddenly, at this time, a conflict broke out in another part of the place, and a young man fell from the third floor and fell to the ground.

Soon after, on the third floor, one of the people squinted at this matter, and it may have been a trivial matter for him.

He squinted, and then said, "This human race is really weak, and this gentle push will make it fall half dead." ”

At this point, the entire teahouse was quiet again, and even the goose feathers falling on the ground could be heard vaguely.

At this time, a person walked out, he casually picked up a bowl of rice on the table, and then sprinkled it casually, and the sky was full of crystal clear and plump rice.

At this time, everyone saw his face clearly, he was Feng Ling!

Feng Ling picked a grain before the rice landed, and then gently flicked a grain of rice with his hand. The rice was wrapped in a layer of spiritual power that carried the power of thunder, and then flew out at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The rice hit the palm of the demon clan's hand accurately, and then the rice shattered into slag and a drop of blood fell to the ground.

After doing this, Feng Ling sneered when he saw this and said, "Could it be that this is the strength of your so-called demon clan?" ”

When the demon clan man heard this, he didn't care about the injury on his palm, but said viciously: "Where are you from that you dare to treat my Jinpeng clan like this!" ”

"Jinpeng? One of the Eighteen Heavenly Clans of the Demon Clan? Feng Ling said in confusion and surprise.

The demon man laughed when he heard this, and then said arrogantly: "Why are you afraid? I'm Jin Yong, a member of the Jinpeng clan! ”

Feng Ling heard and saw that Jin Peng was so crazy, so he smiled speechlessly, and then said earnestly: "I was just thinking that Jin Peng, one of the dignified Eighteen Heavenly Clans, would also have someone like you, who is already in his forties, and is still an eightfold person with an open pulse. Although the demon race has a longer lifespan than the human race, there is a drawback - the cultivation is very slow to improve, but it is rare to see you like this. ”

As soon as these words came out, a slight smile appeared on the faces of everyone of the human race.

When Jin Yong heard this, he squeezed his palm fiercely, looked at Feng Ling with angry eyes, and then said, "You're saying it again!" Brothers, give it to me. ”

As soon as the words fell, a wave of power erupted in this inn, many of them were people who were too void and one of them, and there were even people who were too void and two of them.

Mengqiu, who was in the back, also pulled out the funeral sword at the same time and waited for it.

Feng Ling didn't panic in the slightest, he used a strong foot, and a wave of Taixu Quadruple attacked those people, and at the same time, those rice grains on the ground also flew up.

Feng Ling looked at the grains of rice, and then bounced out most of them with lightning speed with his hand. The rice was wrapped in the spiritual power of the power of thunder.

"Xiu Xiu ......" Those rice hit the people who came to attack. The power of the thunder was constantly eroding, and they couldn't fight back for a while.

Only on it, Jin Yong was still shouting heartbreakingly, "Rush!" ”

Hearing this, Feng Ling looked at him impatiently, and a sharp gaze made Jin Yong get goosebumps, and he took several steps back.

Feng Ling frowned and said, "It's annoying" and then popped out a piece of rice that remained on the table, piercing Jin Yong's leg.

And Jin Yong hurriedly covered his injured leg, where he cried out in pain.

After doing this, Feng Ling said, "Mengqiu, you put away the sword, with me, you don't need to make a move." Then he led Feng Ling through the crowd, and a tael of silver bounced out of Feng Ling's hand and fell to the account. Feng Ling said to the guests, "I've invited this meal!" I'm sorry to disturb you, but I'm sorry to disturb your Yaxing. Please continue. Then he disappeared into the crowd.