Early in the morning, Yuling Country, Yuling Sect.

In Ling Xue'er's attic, Ling Xue'er stood in front of the window, looking out of the window gloomily.

She is really worried about Lin Feng, Lin Feng has been missing for more than three months, and there has been no news so far.

On the day of the end of the trial in the Shattered Land, Tianling Xue'er, Zhang Dazhong and Wang Xiaotian exchanged transmission notes.

But to this day, Wang Xiaotian and Zhang Dazhong have not contacted her, and obviously, the two of them have not heard anything from Lin Feng.

As long as it is a cultivator who has cultivated beyond the Spirit Sea Stage, he will not be able to enter the Broken Land, even if he suppresses the cultivation to the Spirit Sea Stage.

Otherwise, Ling Xue'er would have entered the Broken Land to find Lin Feng, and she always firmly believed that Lin Feng would not easily fall into the Broken Land.

At this time, a lark flew quickly and landed on the window.

Ling Xue'er's eyes lit up, and she asked urgently, "Little Bailing, is there any news of Lin Feng?"

Xiao Bailing twisted the bird's head left and right, the brilliance in Ling Xue'er's eyes was slightly dim, and she exhaled heavily.

Since more than two months ago, Ling Xue'er happened to meet Xiao Bailing in front of Lin Feng's Cave Mansion and brought Xiao Bailing to her residence.

From then on, Xiao Bailing flew back every few days, as if to report to Ling Xue'er, but every time Xiao Bailing came back, he only brought Ling Xue'er two words of disappointment.

Ling Xue'er walked out of the attic and drove the clouds to the mountain gate of the Jade Spirit Sect.

Jomten City.

On the top floor of the Alchemist Alliance's sprawling building, in a spacious living room.

"Cher meets the teacher. ”

Ling Xue'er bowed deeply to a kind old man on the throne, and then bowed slightly to a young man in silver brocade, and said, "I've seen senior brother." ”

"Senior sister is polite. The young man politely returned the salute with a fist.

"You girl is not small, and she hasn't come to see my old man for a few months. The old man stroked his beard and joked with a smile.

"The teacher made fun of me again, and Xue'er will often come to see you in the future. ”

"I'm very happy to have you as a teacher, so let's talk to the teacher about whether your potion skills have improved during this time. The old man said sharply.

"Teacher, look, this is what I refined not long ago. ”

At the mention of the potion technique, Ling Xue'er became interested, she took out a delicate jade bottle, walked a few steps quickly and handed it to the old man.

The old man glanced at the jade bottle in his hand a few times, his white eyebrows raised slightly, and a fine light flashed in his eyes like a vast starry sky, and he said in surprise, "Clear Spirit Pulp! This is a second-grade high-grade healing medicine." ”

Ling Xue'er smiled silently, quietly waiting for the old man to make a detailed comment on the potion.

The old man opened the jade bottle, sealed the jade bottle after only smelling it, and said approvingly, "The liquid medicine is pure and has very few impurities, the medicinal power is sufficient and the stability is very good, and the measurement ratio of various medicinal liquids is just right, and it is of the highest quality!"

"Girl, I am very surprised that you have reached the level of a second-grade senior pharmacist so quickly, at least a year earlier than the prediction of the teacher. ”

Hearing the old man's affirmative comments and praises, Ling Xue'er was a little proud, smiled sweetly, and said, "Xue'er's achievements in pharmacy are due to the teacher's teaching. ”

"Hehe, you girl, bring me a high hat again. ”

The old man smiled very happily, and then smiled at the young man on the side, "Han Yu, Xue'er has caught up with you, you have to work hard." ”

Han Yu said respectfully, "Disciple remember, however, Senior Sister is extremely talented, and her attainments in potion techniques are not below those of disciples, and she will surpass her disciples in the near future." ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled silently, looking at his expression, he also agreed with Han Yu's words.

"Senior brother is too modest, senior brother reached the second-grade advanced level more than a year ago, with senior brother's extraordinary talent in potion, it won't take long to step into the ranks of third-grade potion masters. Ling Xue'er smiled.

Han Yu shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Senior sister, I don't know, I have tried to refine the third-grade low-grade medicinal liquid many times, and destroyed a lot of elixirs, but I didn't succeed once, let alone the third-grade low-grade finished medicine. ”

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Potion Technique, every small or large grade improvement, the control of soul power is much stricter. ”

"Xue'er, judging from the clear spirit pulp you have refined, you should be able to have a success rate of thirty percent, and in the past half a year, your potion technique can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. ”

Ling Xue'er's beautiful eyes flowed and she said, "Nothing can escape your old man's discernment. ”

"Some time ago, I had an exchange with a pharmacist about pharmacy, and I got a lot of inspiration from it, so I was able to improve my pharmacy quickly. ”

"Oh, it seems that this person has a unique insight into potions, and I'm afraid he is not unknown. The old man asked meaningfully.

"This person's name is Lin Feng, in fact, he is just an inner disciple of the Jade Spirit Sect's Refining Spirit Peak. Ling Xue'er said truthfully.

"Lin Feng, inner disciple, with the cultivation of the Linghai Period, he can guide the old man's apprentice in the potion technique, this Lin Feng's master must be a potion master. The old man was surprised.

"I also asked Lin Feng, but he didn't tell him the name of his teacher, and the disciple couldn't continue to ask. Ling Xue'er replied fifteen-ten, not daring to hide anything.

The old man stroked his beard and nodded with a smile, and did not ask the bottom line.

Han Yu on the side, listening to the conversation between the two, secretly said to himself in his heart, "As I expected, it seems that the relationship between Senior Sister and Na Lin Feng is very unusual. ”

Xianhai Island, Hunting Sea City.

After a night of non-stop travel, after early morning, Lin Feng walked into Hunting Sea City, which was not very large, and it was only the size of 10,000 people.

The streets are lined with shops selling mortal necessities, and none of them sell friars' supplies.

The streets are noisy with people, most of the pedestrians dressed as fishermen or merchants, and many beggars and thieves.

From time to time, you can see a team of seemingly well-disciplined mortal soldiers with weapons on their waists patrolling the city to maintain law and order.

Even so, there were many people who quarreled over bargaining, and one caught the thief red-handed and got into a big fight with the thief on the street.

When the patrolling soldiers saw it, they only stopped talking, and they didn't mean to go up to catch the thief.

When the patrol was gone, the man rolled up his sleeves and blushed and continued with the thief.

Passers-by were not surprised by this phenomenon, and it was obvious that the law and order in this sea hunting city was chaotic.

Lin Feng had already discovered that there were four monks in the City Lord's Mansion in the central area of the city, one was in the early stage of the Spirit Sea, and the other three were all cultivators of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Vein Period.

The spiritual power near Hunting Sea City is thin, and it is not suitable for monks to live and cultivate for a long time.

Lin Feng guessed that these people should be monks from a certain sect to deal with the affairs of Hunting Sea City, so there must be an immortal cultivation sect on Xianhai Island.

In less than a moment, Lin Feng arrived outside the City Lord's Mansion, and he did not hesitate to climb over the wall, easily dodging the patrol of more than a dozen people, and walked to an attic.

In the attic vestibule, the four monks seemed to be discussing things, Lin Feng was not interested in eavesdropping on the conversation of a few people, and directly pushed the door into the attic.

When the four of them saw that someone had broken into the city lord's mansion, they were all stunned.

A long-faced young man in his twenties, dressed in a golden brocade robe, stood up and shouted angrily, "Are you tired of being alive, and dare to trespass on the City Lord's Mansion." ”

Lin Feng ignored the long-faced young man and looked at a middle-aged man in blue brocade on the main seat.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "This fellow Daoist, Lin has some questions, I hope that Daoist friend can tell the truth." ”

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the three Spiritual Vein Stage Great Perfection cultivators all had playful smiles on their faces.

Although they didn't have divine sense and couldn't see Lin Feng's cultivation, they didn't feel the existence of spiritual pressure on Lin Feng's body.

The person who came was clearly an ordinary mortal young man, and he dared to call the city lord a Taoist friend without shame, and he really didn't know how to write the word dead.

An eighteen or nineteen-year-old purple-clothed young man said, "Boy, can you not alarm the patrol team in the City Lord's Mansion to come here, there should be some three-legged cat kung fu." ”

"Don't hurry up and make amends to the senior brother, maybe, as soon as the senior brother is happy, he will reward you with food and let you join the Praetorian Guard of the City Lord's Mansion. ”

Also ignoring the purple-clothed youth, Lin Feng still smiled at the middle-aged man who had cultivated in the early stage of Linghai.

Although the middle-aged man did not feel the spiritual pressure on Lin Feng's body, he felt a dangerous aura.

Seeing that Lin Feng's birds didn't bird him, the young man in purple was angry, he lost patience and didn't even bother to talk.

He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a two-foot-long low-level black short sword, raised his hand, and jumped forward, the tip of the sword reached Lin Feng's throat.

Lin Feng stood still and didn't move, and he had no intention of dodging.

Without using a trace of spiritual power, with just physical strength and strength, he could easily kill the middle-aged people in the early stage of the Spirit Sea, not to mention the three monks of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Vein Stage.

Therefore, Lin Feng dared to break into the City Lord's Mansion alone.

Seeing that Lin Feng and Ben didn't put the short sword in their eyes, it didn't look like they were pretending, and the middle-aged man's heart suddenly tightened.

But the middle-aged man didn't say anything to stop the purple-clothed youth, he wanted to use the purple-clothed youth to test Lin Feng and see how Lin Feng could dissolve this sword.

The next moment, Lin Feng's whole body flashed with golden light, and everyone heard a piercing sound of metal colliding.

The four of them all looked at the short sword with the tip of the sword bent blankly, and Lin Feng didn't even have a white spot left in his throat.

"My Black Dragon Sword ......" The young man in purple was so distressed that he was about to cry.

This short sword was a low-level spiritual weapon that he bought for a lot of spirit stones, and now it is a fee.

The four of them were shocked in their hearts, and they couldn't believe the scene they saw, even the low-level spiritual weapons of the earth level could not hurt the people in the slightest.

"It turned out that Senior Lin was here, and several of the juniors had no eyes, so please don't blame Senior Lin, please take a seat. ”

The middle-aged man came back to his senses first, cold sweat broke out on his head, and he hurriedly got up and bowed respectfully to Lin Feng, and gave up his main seat.

Lin Feng was not polite, swaggering to the main position, looking at the momentum, very much like a Jindan period monk.

At this time, the four of them all thought that Lin Feng had no spiritual pressure on his body, it was just that they couldn't detect it, not to mention, the Spirit Sea Stage cultivator didn't have such a hard body.

"Give me your Black Dragon Sword. Lin Feng said unhurriedly.

The young man in purple shuddered, he thought that if he offended the Jindan seniors in front of him, he might not want to see the sun tomorrow again.

With his spiritual vein stage of great perfection cultivation, if he dares to run away, he will die faster.

He gritted his teeth, walked a few steps quickly and handed the sword to Lin Feng with one hand, and then returned to his original position and stood up, with a casual expression on his face.

The other three all looked at the purple-clothed young man like a madman, and several of them didn't understand that the purple-clothed young man was dying to the death, and he even dared to put up a stand in front of the Jindan period monk.

"I didn't expect that this kid is very cultivated as garbage, but he has quite bones. The remnant soul suddenly sounded.

"It's really backbone. Lin Feng said secretly in his heart, looking at the purple-clothed young man differently.

Lin Feng held the blade and tip of the sword with both hands, and without seeing how hard he used, the tip of the sword slowly returned to its original shape, as if it had never been bent.

The four people, including the middle-aged man, were stupid.

They couldn't believe that the low-level spiritual weapon of the ground level was like a noodle in Lin Feng's hands, they could pinch it as much as they wanted, was this still a human being?

Throwing the black dragon sword to the purple-clothed young man casually, Lin Feng said leisurely, "Don't worry, I have no grudge against you, and I won't do anything to you." ”

"However, I have some questions for you, and you want to answer them truthfully. ”