Lin Feng was also very puzzled about what Wang Yi, an elite disciple of the Hidden Sword Villa, had come to the Medicine King Valley, and this person muttered: "A lot of strange things have happened in Yunhai County recently, but almost all of them are related to the Medicine King Valley. For example, there are wild people in the mountains behind Yaowang Valley, and many monks have died, and the monks who escaped are also mentally disturbed. ”

"There are a lot of people who come to the Medicine King Valley to make trouble this time, I want to protect Lu Xueyao in the chaos, some strange things that happened, in fact, there should be little-known reasons, and someone should be operating behind the scenes. Lin Feng said in his heart.

"This time I'm back in this place, and I have to do my part to solve these problems. The old drunkard drank a glass of wine leisurely and smiled.

Wang Yi echoed: "Of course, with the help of the old-timers, Yunhai County should be able to avoid a catastrophe." ”

They chatted like this, and after they were full of wine and food, they got up and headed for the Medicine King Valley.

As soon as he came out of the wine shop, the old drunkard said: "I still have my own things to do, such as meeting some old people, I will leave, Lin Feng boy, there will be a period later, and I will see you in a few days and then guide you in martial arts." ”

Lin Feng waved goodbye respectfully, for this senior master, he regarded it as a friend who had forgotten his year.

As soon as the old drunkard left, the smile on Wang Yi's face disappeared, and he looked very indifferent, but said hypocritically: "Brother Lin, there is a task for the master below, take the first step." ”

Lin Feng didn't want to make friends with such a person, so he just nodded symbolically, and then turned around and walked towards the Medicine King Valley.

Flipping his hand, he took out the soul contract scroll from the storage bag, Lin Feng summoned the silver jiao, and then drove the silver jiao into the air.

At this time, it was the depths of winter, and the sky was covered with clouds, and the thick clouds made the sky appear very low, and it was snowing heavily.

Since the Yaowang Valley is surrounded by mountains, and most of the people are hiding in their houses in such a snowy day, and the local residents know that it is best not to come out in such weather.

Yinjiao was originally an aquatic demon beast, it was difficult to adapt to such weather, and after flying for half an hour, the speed became extremely slow, Lin Feng couldn't bear it when he saw its pitiful appearance, and he took him back into the soul contract scroll.

Fortunately, the blood mist is a fire attribute demon beast, very cold-resistant, and he doesn't care about this snowy weather, Lin Feng rode on its back, stroked its warm and thick mane, and smiled: "Friend, last time in Black Dragon Pond, thanks to your blood, let you cultivate for so long, and let you come out to breathe more in the future." ”

The Blood Mist Demon Beast was as excited as a puppy, and it was very active in running and jumping. The monsters usually look fierce on the outside, but they are unusually docile in front of their owners.

The snow was falling, the land was covered in silver, everything was quiet, monotonous white, and this vast valley became the realm of ice and snow, and almost everything fell into a deep sleep.

On a silver-white earth, Lin Feng rode the flame-like red blood mist demon beast and hurried again, the world is vast, so lonely to move forward, a real monk has to face such loneliness, it can be said that the heaven and the earth are long, lonely and weeping!

Lin Feng thought that he was the only one who was riding the snowstorm to hurry, but when he was bored, a black spot appeared in front of him, and when he got closer, he found that it was the back of a person.

When faced with loneliness, how can it not be a little exciting to find someone who has encountered the same situation?

Lin Feng drove the Blood Mist Demon Beast to catch up quickly, and an inexplicable sword intent suddenly rose in the originally calm and cold snow.

The man in front of him was a young man, about sixteen years old, wearing a coarse cloth warrior's strong suit, a single coat that was still unharmed in the wind and snow, long hair was scattered, a black belt was tied on his forehead, and his face was handsome but childish.

The most special thing about him is that there is a black long sword diagonally inserted in his waist, the material is extraordinary, but the work is rough, the sword body has not been carefully polished, it seems that there is no edge, only the cold light on the tip of the sword flashes, very sharp, and the hilt of the sword is sandwiched with two pieces of bamboo, wrapped tightly with iron wire.

"This is a very special teenager. Lin Feng whispered to the Blood Mist Demon Beast.

The Blood Mist Demon Beast had a soul contract with Lin Feng, so it was able to communicate, and it said disdainfully: "This is just a stubborn child, and his sword is just a child's toy, I can break his long sword with one claw." ”

"You're wrong, he won't be weaker than you in battle, such an interesting person, you can make friends. Lin Feng said leisurely.

"Master, why don't I test his strength? He is just a little more cold-tolerant, maybe he is just better at physical exercise, and besides, some people are not afraid of the cold by nature. "Blood Mist Demon Beast Dao.

"No, you're too reckless to do that, see how I befriend him. Lin Feng said.

The Blood Mist Demon Beast jumped in front of the young man in a few clicks, Lin Feng was on the back of the Blood Mist, condescending, but his expression was very gentle, and he smiled: "Little brother, it's cold, you are too slow to travel like this, why don't you come to my mount and give you a ride?"

The young man was in a hurry, and he didn't look at Lin Feng at all, and he didn't react at all.

"Hey, boy, are you deaf?" Lin Feng frowned.

"Hmph, you're deaf!" The young man turned his head and glared at Lin Feng, seeing that his eyes were clear and bright, it was obvious that he was a young man who grew up in the countryside, and he was a very real person.

"I just called you to come to the mount, why don't you ignore me?" Lin Feng smiled.

"I don't have any money, how can I afford to sit on such a domineering demon beast mount. The boy said very seriously.

Lin Feng said with a smile: "I'm not a coachman, I don't charge money, and I also brought a few bottles of secret monkey wine, how about you come to the mount and drink together? ”

The snow seemed to be falling heavier, the cold wind was like a knife, and the whistling sound was whining.

The young man shook his head and said, "My parents told me before leaving, don't accept things from strangers, and don't let others invite you to eat and drink, there is no free banquet in this world." ”

"You are really an obedient teenager, it should be the first time to come out to practice! Your parents are really relieved to let you, a teenager who doesn't know anything, come out and explore. Perhaps you are right to remember what your parents are saying. Lin Feng faced this teenager as if he saw himself when he was a teenager in his previous life.

The boy nodded, remained silent, and continued on his way.

Lin Feng drove the Blood Mist Demon Beast in front, turned around and asked, "If you have money in the future, will you invite me to drink?"

"I will, you look like a good monk, not a bad person. The young man said sincerely.

Lin Feng laughed, the Blood Mist Demon Beast had already galloped away.

Half an hour later, Lin Feng felt very bored in this icy and snowy land, and felt that he needed to adjust his state, and when he saw Lu Xueyao in the Medicine King Valley, he would not look so embarrassed and unkempt.

There happened to be a small town in front of it, and a small restaurant stood out in front of the many low-rise houses in the town.

A large flag is erected in front of the restaurant, and the big characters on it are "Zhuzhen Restaurant".

There are a lot of horse-drawn carriages and wooden trucks parked outside the restaurant, it seems that this town is still a traffic artery, and in the event of a snowstorm, ordinary people and ordinary monks will not rush like Lin Feng, they all hide in the restaurant to drink and roast the fire.

In order to keep a low profile, Lin Feng put the Blood Mist Demon Beast in the soul contract scroll and walked into the restaurant leisurely.

It's quite spacious, with tables all over the downstairs and upstairs, and a lot of people gather here to escape the wind and snow outside.

Every table was filled with people, and the braziers under the tables were burning vigorously, and people were excited to drink and fight.

Lin Feng found a vacant seat at a table inside, the window next to it was covered with a curtain, and a quilt was sandwiched in the middle to isolate the wind and snow from the outside.

The lively atmosphere here made Lin Feng feel even more lonely, it was difficult for him to get along with these peddlers and pawns, besides, many of these people were fierce robbers and demonic cultivators, some of them were cultivators, and they acted viciously and ruthlessly, could Lin Feng gamble and drink with them?

Lin Feng turned over and took out a bottle of secret monkey wine from the storage bag, shouted that Xiao'er cut two catties of cooked beef, and leisurely ate meat and drank wine, he kept looking at the curtain at the door, in fact, he was waiting for a person to arrive.

According to the direction and speed of the simple young man's journey, it is estimated that it will only come when it gets dark, Lin Feng waited patiently, he was actually a little curious, this young man's cultivation should be very good, but he grew up in the countryside, what is the origin of his parents?

For the people present, no matter what they do, it is extremely pleasant to be able to have such a warm place in such bad weather, and they can also drink wine, eat meat and barbecue fire.

Therefore, as soon as they were happy, they were a little unscrupulous, not just drinking and boxing or gambling money, but began to compete in martial arts, and many people began to buy yards, which made it hot.

Lin Feng watched from the side with the mentality of watching the excitement, and there were still some people among these people who had good strength.

Their competition was so far that there were no casualties, and some people couldn't tell the depth of their strength from their appearances, and it was likely that the fierce robbers did not have a deep cultivation of true qi, but they were able to defeat the scattered cultivation with sufficient true qi in the competition.

Before you know it, it's already night, and the more you get to the back, the more level the people who participate in this competition become.

The two people who are now competing have the cultivation of the fivefold blood coagulation, which is already very good in the casual cultivation, and can be qualified for the lord of any county.

One of them had a scorched yellow face, three teeth and a mustache, was nine feet long, and he was strong and strong, carrying a steel knife inlaid with eight copper rings.

His opponent was an emaciated white-faced monk, holding a soft sword, white light flickering, the soft sword trembled like a spirit snake, and it was extremely straight and sharp when it was slightly infused with true qi.

The two of them confronted each other in the small competition venue in the middle, and everyone in the audience began to shout and start buying codes.

One of them who recognized them said excitedly: "The white-faced monk with the soft sword is the white snake Yan Lang of the black and white twin snakes, has the cultivation of the middle stage of the fivefold blood coagulation, and is good at using a Mithril soft sword, the Tibetan Sword Villa once sent an invitation to join him as a deacon, but he refused!"

"I think this yellow-faced man is really full of qi and extraordinary momentum, he should be a powerful loose cultivator from outside, and he may not necessarily lose to the white snake Yan Lang. "Another humane.

Lin Feng drank monkey wine with great interest while watching the two compete.

The narrow circle of the two feet in the circle, once it is repelled outside the circle or falls, it is considered defeat, as for the aftermath of the battle, there is no need to worry, the aftermath of few of them can have substantial damage, and it is not a life-and-death duel, it is all to the point.

The yellow-faced man roared, picked up the copper ring steel knife and slashed out, the eight copper rings inlaid on the back of the knife clanged, accompanied by the sound of the blade was very loud, like a tiger roaring, and the powerful moves also appeared to be mellow and skillful when changing, which is a knife technique sharpened in actual combat.

The white snake Yan Lang's body is weird, conjuring up many afterimages, and the Mithril soft sword is as fast and fierce as a poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity to move, often stabbing out from a tricky angle, specializing in the flaws in the yellow-faced man's knife technique.

The essence and blood energy of both of them is relatively strong, and they turn into true qi and display their martial arts with great power, forming a layer of gang qi shield outside their bodies, and the temperature around the test venue seems to have dropped a lot.

"Snow Lion Crash!" The yellow-faced man was annoyed by Yan Lang's strange body style and tricky attacks, and directly resorted to the trick of pressing the bottom of the box.

But seeing him holding the steel knife tightly with both hands, the knotted muscles on his arms tensed suddenly, he roared like a lion, his feet exerted force, and he jumped up, it was hard to imagine that such a strong and tall person could burst out with such dazzling speed.

After a fleeting action, a violent explosion "boom", after the smoke dissipated, but the yellow-faced man arrived at the edge of the room, the steel knife was deeply embedded in the wall, and the three tables and the people next to him were all in vain, the ground was stained red with blood, and the smell of blood filled the air.

And the white snake Yan Lang indifferently played with the Mithril soft sword in his hand in the competition venue, most of the people present were shocked, it was just a very harmonious competition, everyone was bored to get together to have fun, but I didn't expect the yellow-faced man to kill so many innocent people by mistake at once.

The yellow-faced man spewed white gas in his nose, like an angry cow, and snorted coldly: "White Snake Yan Lang, I remember you, the next time I meet you, I have to slaughter you, when I fight, I always use my body to avoid fighting without fighting, it really angers me, today I am lost, spare your life, I don't believe you dare to fight me head-on." ”

Then he straightened his sleeves, put away his steel knife, sat down at a table, picked up the wine and drank it, as if he didn't feel the slightest guilt for killing so many innocent people by mistake.

Yan Lang sneered and said: "Yellow-faced man, you foreign monk is too self-righteous, the people of Yunhai County are not something you can kill casually, even if they are robbers, they have to have rules, right? If you know about my Yan Lang's deeds of becoming famous back then, you should also feel frightened, and you should come and kneel down for me to make amends." ”

Many of the people present were locals, of course, they supported Yan Lang, and shouted: "Kneel down and make amends~" In addition, some of them are past businessmen and casual cultivators, who have the mentality of fearing that the world will not be chaotic, and they shout, hoping to cause a bloody battle.

"It's ridiculous, you're just a Blood Condensation Fivefold Cultivator, even if you have a little connection, at most you can be a city lord, and you're only worth 500,000 blood crystals. When I was the city lord in Xuyang County, I could kill whoever I wanted, and I had collected millions of blood crystals over the years, and I would hire a killer to kill you if I wanted someone like you. The yellow-faced man said with confidence.

"Yo, you're really crazy, if you really want to fight for your life, it's hard to say who will die. Your words are too full, I see that your head is only worth 100,000 blood crystals, I will take out so many blood crystals now, if anyone present takes off his neck, I will pay immediately. Yan Lang was angered by the attitude of the yellow-faced man, he was also a sideways character in Yunhai County, which was considered a danger to one party, notorious, and he hadn't suffered a loss!

Yan Lang directly turned over his hand and took out 100,000 blood crystals from the storage bag, which were piled up on a table, and the red light was shining.

The yellow-faced man's eyes became even more gloomy, and he slammed the wine glass on the ground and turned it into pieces, and said angrily: "So I overestimated your worth just now, if I give out 50,000 blood crystals now, it is estimated that everyone will be too little to do it, then I will also give 100,000 taels of blood crystals, and the friends present all weigh in their hearts, who is worth this money, if you are confident that you can deal with it, you will shoot." ”

Lin Feng nodded secretly, feeling that the majestic posture of the yellow-faced man was very interesting, 100,000 blood crystals would definitely not be able to buy the head of a city lord.

More than 200 people in the restaurant looked at each other and discussed, they saw the large pile of blood essence stones on the table, and they all wanted to keep it for themselves, but they didn't have the confidence to be able to deal with the yellow-faced man and the white snake Yan Lang.

Of course, with Lin Feng's cultivation, he only needed a little bit of action to kill the two of them, but there was no need to kill people casually for the sake of these blood essence stones, he was not at the same level as these two people.

The disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect couldn't just do it when they came out, and Lin Feng was becoming more and more calm now.

The notoriety of the white snake Yan Lang obviously deterred many monks present, and the yellow-faced man's strong sword technique just now was inseparable from Yan Lang's, and the trick "Snow Lion Crash Sky Collision" that he performed at the end of the day was extremely powerful, killing so many people by mistake at once, how dare anyone dare to covet those blood crystals and provoke these two evil stars?

After a while, everyone was still talking, and no one dared to go up and challenge. Maybe there are still a few masters who are also disdainful of doing it like Lin Feng.

"Yan Lang, I think that a few masters present think that your value is too low and they already disdain to do it, don't you feel ashamed?" the yellow-faced man sneered.

"You are really fifty steps and a hundred steps, you were defeated by my hand in the competition just now, now I make it clear, if anyone present can beat me, come out quickly, don't pretend to be a master there to watch the excitement leisurely if you don't have that ability. "A wicked person like Yan Lang has always been very arrogant when he speaks.

People's discussions gradually subsided, everyone tried not to attract Yan Lang's attention, so as not to be angry, in such a small town, there is no sect to sit down, no one cares about the fight between monks, and it is unlucky to be killed by mistake.

At this time, the curtain at the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a young man walked in, with a black long sword pinned to his waist, which was the simple young man Lin Feng met in the snow in the morning.

The young man looked at Lin Feng, nodded and smiled, then walked to the table full of blood crystals, and actually took out a storage bag from his waist and put the blood crystals in.

"Boy, you are really bold enough, do you know what the consequences will be if you take these blood crystals?" Yan Lang sneered.

"I heard it outside just now, and you're hiring someone to kill that yellow-faced man. I waited a long time and no one took the job, and I thought I could do it, so I came in and got these blood crystals. The young man said calmly.

Many of the monks present laughed loudly, thinking that this young man clearly wanted to get rich and wanted to go crazy, could these blood crystals also be coveted by him?

The yellow-faced man also laughed, and said loudly: "Boy, you said you can kill me, do you use the broken iron sword on your waist?"

"My sword can not only kill you, but also kill Yan Lang, if you pay for 100,000 blood crystals, I can also kill him as well. Again, the boy spoke in astonishment.