Looking at the majestic building complex, which had almost covered the entire mountain, it looked so magnificent under the sunlight, Lin Feng never thought that the Golden Sword League would become so large.

"Who would have thought that the Golden Sword Alliance was once just a small blood alliance in Kunlun Ruins Aoki City? At that time, it was ranked in the twenties, and it was almost difficult for its previous alliance leader to continue this blood alliance, and later in the treasure hunt, he was killed by me. Then I bought the Golden Sword Alliance for a small price. ”

Lin Feng recalled the past and said in his heart: "Then, I will follow the few good brothers, and then go down step by step, with the purpose of brothers concentric, and their profits and gold, and develop the Golden Sword Alliance to such a point." ”

It's like a dream, but when you think about it, it's not always true.

Because in such a process, all the people of the Golden Sword Alliance have put in hard work and efforts, and there have been many battles. is not only fighting with his own strength, but more often with his life. It's not always when they win, there were many Golden Sword League monks who died halfway.

I still remember that at the beginning, in the battle of the blood alliance in Aoki City, the Golden Sword Alliance continued to fail, especially after the demonization of the Lord of Aoki City, in the night of the Wraith Night, the Golden Sword Alliance was completely defeated. Later, only Lin Feng, the alliance leader, escaped, and the others were temporarily taken in as subordinates by the demonized Aoki City Lord.

However, Lin Feng never gave up, and after comprehending the breakthrough, he came back again, and finally pulled back a game. Later, all the way through the ups and downs, to the later conquest of the Banglong Clan, the ancient battlefield of the Nine Nether Realm, and the later Great Demon Domain, many times it was nine deaths.

Lin Feng would even suddenly think about himself and these brothers at this time. How did you get here, is it really all about the courage to be afraid of nothing?

If you think about it, it's not really. Sometimes, people tend to have more confidence and courage in things that they don't fully know, so they can have stronger beliefs.

Lin Feng temporarily handed over some trivial matters of the Golden Sword Alliance to Dugu Yihe to deal with. Because he's always handled it well.

Then taking advantage of this spare time, Lin Feng left the Golden Sword Alliance alone, and quietly watched these scenery on the bank of a long river in the realm of ordinary people in the Green Desolate Domain.

The lights on both sides of the strait were still bright, and it seemed to be the same as for many years, so Lin Feng hired a canopy boat and went down the river. Before you know it, you have arrived at the ancient town of Xianshi. This is what Lin Feng once felt was very meaningful. The banks are full of life, and on the long green river, there are many beautiful songs of the rockers.

On the entire ship, there was not even the boatman, because Lin Feng deliberately let the boatman leave, he just wanted to be alone. He sat leisurely on the side of the boat, turned over his hand and took out a jar of secret monkey wine from the storage bag, and drank it in a big gulp. Didn't think about more complicated issues. For the Lin Alliance Lord, there are many times when they are fighting. It's rare to have such a relaxing time.

"This river, called the Chen River, traverses the green wilderness and seems to have never changed since ancient times. The river is still the same river, and the lights on both sides are still bright, as is the singing of the rockers. But everything and everything has changed, as the old saying goes. Things are not people, the vicissitudes of life, it makes people feel melancholy!" Lin Feng took advantage of this wine and muttered to himself.

I still remember when he once broke through to the sevenfold blood coagulation by the Chen River, maybe that kind of mysterious perception will never exist again. No matter how Lin Feng tried to pursue it, that kind of memory had become extremely shallow and faint. Now I can only feel a wisp of sorrow and a never-ending breeze on the Chen River.

Lin Feng no longer thought about these melancholy feelings, and continued to drink freely, he really needed to adjust his mentality and battle state to the best state before the arrival of the most critical moment in this guardian battle, and only in this way could he have more possibilities to lead the monks of the Golden Sword Alliance under his command, and even many major sects of Zichen Star to join forces to protect this land thoroughly.

The sound of the pipa sounded on the shore, a song of liver and intestines broken, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world? Don't you hear it, the same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet?

Lin Feng put his state of mind very empty, and then listened to the sound of the pipa, which was very vicissitudes of life, perhaps the rhythm of music can express a person's state of mind more clearly than words. He turned over his hand and took out the Xing Muqin from the storage bag, the blue body looked so simple, it had not been so quiet for a long time, and he played a song.

Lin Feng was moved by the sound of the pipa, he immediately had this Yaxing, and then his hands moved slightly on the strings, and the sound of the clear guqin like mountains and flowing water floated out.

The sound of this piano reverberates on the Chenhe River, echoing with the original sound of the pipa, which is so unique in rhyme.

The rhythm is swirling and staggered. The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

Such a beautiful guqin and pipa sound complement each other, so that the people around Chenhe are fascinated by it.

After a stick of incense, this canopy boat has already gone down the river and floated far away, and if it goes on like this, Lin Feng will reach the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, and he doesn't have more time to go around like this, so he leaps back.

Lin Feng put Xing Muqin into the storage bag, took a deep breath, dispelled the leisurely mood just now, and said to himself: "It's okay to have a short rest, but it can't go on like this forever, I have to bear the burden of a peerless master and the leader of the Golden Sword Alliance, everyone is counting on me!"

Since Lin Feng had reached the realm of transforming into a god for a long time, and he had also found that in this realm of cultivation, no matter how hard he worked to accumulate his qi, there seemed to be no possibility of breaking through. Maybe this is not something that can be chased by painstaking efforts, you must know that in today's Zichen Star cultivation world, there are only a few masters who can reach the realm of supernatural powers, and they can be called ancient powers.

In general, in order to break through to such a state, it is not only penance that is needed, but also a very important opportunity. And that kind of opportunity is likely to be more than once, Lin Feng doesn't know more, and even most of the monks are ignorant, otherwise how could there be so few masters of the Divine Power Realm?

Therefore, Lin Feng was not in a hurry to cultivate, besides, his star clone was still in the back mountain of the Golden Sword Alliance, and his diligent cultivation must have made great progress. Lin Feng said: "Next, I have to think about how to defeat these foreign masters like Zhuge Yuntian, and I have to take advantage of the Holy Spirit Monarch's destruction of other star teleportation arrays in the process of destroying other star teleportation arrays in a year's time, and suppress the masters and his subordinates who came before, so that I can buy more time for the Golden Sword Alliance and even the monks of many sects to cultivate and develop." ”

This is not a simple strategy that can work, because the opponent is not only a master, but also a scheming city government is quite profound. Especially Zhuge Yuntian and the Black Mountain Demon King are the most difficult.

When Lin Feng was in the main hall of the Golden Sword Alliance, carefully thinking about countermeasures, the Snow Forest Sword Emperor came to visit.

"It turned out to be the predecessor of the Sword Emperor, just say anything about it. Lin Feng smiled heartily.

"Lord Lin Meng, please forgive the old man for being so presumptuous to disturb. In fact, the old man is planning to do his best to collect an apprentice with good talent and awe-inspiring spirit among the heroes of the Golden Sword League. The Snow Forest Sword Emperor arched his hand and said loudly.

Although he is a senior master, Lin Feng's strength is still above him, which makes him admire more and more, so when the Xuelin Sword Emperor faces Lin Feng, he does not dare to claim to be a senior master.

Lin Feng would not treat the Snow Forest Sword Emperor as his subordinate, but as an old friend. This is indeed the case in the world, some people are still suspicious even if they have known each other for many years, and some people, even if they have just known each other, are like old people who have known each other for many years and cherish each other.

"Don't worry, almost all of the monks of our Golden Sword Alliance are righteous and awe-inspiring, but if you want to say that you are very talented in the sword path, and your own strength is good, I have a good candidate. Lin Feng smiled.

"Please also ask the Lord of the Lin League to say that the old man is grateful. "The Snow Forest Sword Emperor is quite anxious about the matter of inheritance, because he is indeed too old, and he knows that he will not be in the world for too long. In a sense, he died many years ago, and his resurrection in the cemetery of the mountains and seas was only because the remnant soul was supporting.

Even if it is a master of the realm of transforming gods, its longevity is limited, it can only be said that it is quite long, only when it reaches the legendary realm of supernatural powers, will it ignore the shackles of heaven and earth, and survive for a long time, immortal.

"Yun He and Yun Scale, who were once disciples of the Xuanji Daoist on the battlefield of the Nine Nether Realms in Kunlun Ruins, are good at making swords. Later, they worshipped me as a teacher, and I taught them the Snowflake Warrior Sword Formation, but they did not have a high talent in kendo, and they usually still use war knives, only when they had to use the Snowflake Warrior Sword Formation, they would use the sword. Lin Feng said, and ordered the guards above the main hall to go and invite Yun He and Yun Scale.

After a while, the two of them had already arrived, and Lin Feng told the Snow Forest Sword Emperor and his origins, and encouraged them to cultivate the Xue Lin Sword Emperor's peerless learning.

"Aren't you two going to take the test to see what the strength of the old decay is? If you are a vain person, wouldn't you be laughable and generous?" said the Snow Forest Sword Emperor with a smile.

"Of course, you don't have to test your strength, because the words of the Lin Alliance Master are the most trustworthy, we don't have any reason to doubt it, and we ask the seniors to give you careful guidance. Yunhe immediately said loudly. Yun Liang also nodded sincerely beside him, they were originally masters of using war swords, if they could get the inheritance of the Snow Forest Sword Emperor, then the achievement would be great.

Just when everyone was quite happy, suddenly a monk came to report: "Long Hao, the master of the Battle Dragon Star, has come to challenge the Lord of the Lin League." (To be continued......)