The rusty Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword gradually showed a bronze sword body, and the ancient sword seemed to have launched a bright light, releasing an endless murderous aura outward.

"Brother Lin Feng, the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword, the recognition of the Lord has been successful."

The little nun Qinglian cheered happily.

Longhu Mountain's uncles are also talking about the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword.

This is an ancient divine sword, the divine sword will drip blood to recognize the master, this is not something that ordinary people can succeed, Lin Feng is definitely extraordinary.

Maybe Lin Feng went to the Heavenly Master Conference in Longhu Mountain and could win the position of Heavenly Master.

Becoming the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain is too powerful, and the samurai who cultivate the ancient warriors all respect the position of the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

"Brother Lin Feng, you're really amazing!" Qinglian pursed her pink lips, kissed Lin Feng's face, and hugged Lin Feng's neck tightly.

In the blink of an eye, the cold aura of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword was deep, and it was completely different from the rusty broken copper and iron just now.

"Qinglian, didn't you say that there was a sword spell? Can you make the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword bigger and smaller? Lin Feng was concerned about this matter, but the little nun Qinglian seemed to be inseparable from him.

The plump breasts rubbed back and forth on Lin Feng's chest, making Lin Feng's heart itch.

"This is just a general spell of our Dragon Tiger Mountain, it may not work, you can try to communicate with this sword with your heart! Try it, Brother Feng. Qinglian looked at Lin Feng expectantly.

If Lin Feng can control the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword and can communicate with each other, then it is not impossible to go to Longhu Mountain to participate in the Heavenly Master Conference and become famous with this Seven-Star Longyuan Sword in one fell swoop.

"Is this really possible?" Lin Feng was skeptical, how could he, a living person, communicate with this sword.

"Of course you can, the ancient martial arts monks also have a group of people who practice swordsmanship, but it's just in decline now! And everyone thinks that it looks silly to hold a sword in their hands, in fact, there are many very powerful ancient martial arts monks in Longhu Mountain, and this kind of person is called sword cultivation. ”

Qinglian continued: "Actually, most of the ancient martial arts monks are silent in the city, they are very low-key, but they don't want to show their spirits, otherwise if you look at the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Conference, there are many masters from all walks of life. ”

"The Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Conference won the name of the Heavenly Master, that is too good!"

Lin Feng turned his head to look at Qinglian with an expectant expression, her eyes were too good-looking, "I went to Longhu Mountain to participate in the Heavenly Master Conference, all to help you redeem yourself, as for other messy things, I have no interest." ”

Lin Feng originally thought the same way.

Lin Feng studied Chinese medicine related majors at University, and I heard that the dean of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine of their university studied under Longhu Mountain, and he has a very close relationship with Longhu Mountain.

"Really, Brother Feng, you are so good to me."

At such a solemn moment, Qinglian was not dignified at all when she sat on Lin Feng.

Qinglian hurriedly got up from Lin Feng and tidied up her clothes, "Brother Feng, hurry up and give it a try and communicate with the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword." ”

"Be free from distractions and think well!"

Lin Feng felt a little silly, but it was always good to give it a try.

After sitting cross-legged, Lin Feng's running little Zhou Tian closed his eyes tightly, thinking about the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his heart, letting this sword fly up from the bluestone of the cave.

If this sword can be practiced into a flying sword, it will be amazing!

Sharpen iron like clay, extremely fast, in an instant, you can cut off people's heads!

Cold sweat oozed from Lin Feng's forehead, and after a few minutes of time, he used all his thoughts and the bronze ancient sword in front of him, and there was no reaction at all.

Could it be that this Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword has other requirements?

It stands to reason that after dripping my blood, I am the owner of this sword, and through the reaction of rust, I also proved that I can own this sword.

Lin Feng continued to use his mind to forcibly communicate with the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword, but there was still no reaction.

Qinglian also told Lin Feng about the swordsmanship of Longhu Mountain and the machine spirit.

Lin Feng tried twice but it didn't work at all.

Qinglian wiped the beads of sweat from Lin Feng's forehead with a fragrant handkerchief, "Brother Feng, the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword is an ancient artifact, it may be as arrogant and arrogant as a person, although the low-blood recognition of the Lord has succeeded, it can't be said that the communication has been successful once!" ”

Or many try twice and you're good to go! In ancient times, when kings invited a particularly capable person to go out of the mountain, they often went to the mountain several times, is this also the truth? ”

Lin Feng smiled slightly and thought about it, it made a lot of sense, it was true.

"Then I'll try it again in the future, this Seven-Star Longyuan Sword will be placed in the cave first!" Although he also has a scabbard, Lin Feng always feels strange when he carries such an ancient sword on his back, and he may be scolded for being mentally ill when he goes to the city.

Lin Feng looked at the golden toad Fang Ding, the toad's mouth was also full of heaven and earth spiritual liquid, so many heaven and earth spiritual liquid, he couldn't refine it at the moment.

Just drop this heaven and earth spiritual liquid on the only mountain spring in the circle, maybe tomorrow many fruit farmers' fruit trees will undergo earth-shaking changes, not to mention the fruits that bear fruit.

Lin Feng also wanted to repay the villagers of Hongxi Village through this method and help them make a fortune.

It's not too early, Lin Feng is ready to leave.

Leave this seven-star Longyuan sword in the cave, even if the mountain-tailed white fox rushes into the cave, the little nun Qinglian can deal with it, like a wild wolf and a wild boar, it will not be a problem to come in by mistake.

"I'll go home first, and I'll come to see you another day."

Lin Feng got up and prepared to leave.

"I'll miss you, Brother Feng." The little nun Qinglian threw herself into Lin Feng's arms, obedient as a kitten.

Lin Feng went down the White Python Mountain, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly wanted to go to the back of the mountain to take a look, and it was in that lake that he met the golden-scaled toad and the python.

The source of the mountain spring water for watering the fruit trees in the village is also there.

The mountain road is not easy to walk.

However, the current Lin Feng is extraordinary, walking is like flying, and in relatively steep places, Lin Feng can even fly over with a jump, this feeling is really good.

It's already the second half of the night, and the lake still looks so beautiful under the moonlight, and you can occasionally hear the sound of cicadas.

Lin Feng felt as if something was looking at him like a beast.

He jerked his head back, only to find that there was nothing.

The three-tailed white fox hid behind a boulder in the shadows, quickly hiding, and was not discovered by Lin Feng.

"Dead Forest Peak! Stinky Forest Peak! Eat what is in the bowl and look at what is in the pot! Zhao Min wore a princess dress with red and black stockings on each leg, picked up the stones on the ground and threw them into the lake in front of him.

The water was splashing, the lake was deep, and the stones falling in the water made a hole sound.

After leaving Lin Feng's house, Zhao Min didn't go home, and stayed by the lake in White Python Mountain, proving that if she wanted to be with Lin Feng, the resistance was too great, and her father Zhao Erzhu didn't agree.

Besides, Lin Feng and Li Guihua are basically settled, dear, and that little goblin Wang Meijuan.

And that's not all.

Su Yiren, the granddaughter of Su Zhenhai in Baicaotang, the county seat, is also so beautiful.

"You're not home so late?" Lin Feng spoke suddenly.

Zhao Min was so frightened that his feet slipped and he fell into the lake with a thud.

"Lin Feng, you dead ghost, you scared me to death, I ...... I...... Can't swim. From time to time, Zhao Min's head sank to the bottom.

Lin Feng hurriedly jumped into the water to rescue Zhao Min.

Zhao Min was soaking wet, and his thin clothes were tightly clinging to his tender white skin.

The silhouette of the crisp breasts is seductive, the two big peaches are extremely full, and the hip-length princess dress is close to the straight buttocks......