Ling Yifeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, let out a long breath of turbid breath and retreated from his cultivation state, he opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a light red light and shadow passing under his eyes.

After cultivating, he felt refreshed, in just seven days, he felt that the spiritual power in his spirit wheel had been filled with a speed visible to the naked eye, he himself was very shocked, since he cultivated Ling Tianjue, his cultivation speed was even faster than before, but he did not rule out that it was because of the sudden explosion of accumulation in the past three years.

Jumping out of bed, Ling Yifeng hurriedly got dressed, almost forgetting all the important things. Ling Cheng asked him to go over to find him today, but he was immersed in cultivation and unconsciously forgot the time, and when he opened the door and looked at the sky, it was already time for the sun to set.

With a bitter smile helplessly, Ling Yifeng went out and walked towards Ling Cheng's residence, along the way, the young children of the Ling family couldn't help but show strange expressions when they saw Ling Yifeng.

Since Ling Yifeng defeated Han Bing last time, many people were extremely shocked to know the news, especially the children of the Ling family who fell into the well with the others, and they felt even more incredible, so they didn't know what expression to face Ling Yifeng with anymore.

The eyes in which they looked at Ling Yifeng showed the same admiration, envy and even jealousy as before, but few people dared to come up and walk with him with a clear conscience.

Ling Yifeng glanced at these people, and sighed faintly in his heart, when he was in high spirits, how many people surrounded him to please him in every way, until he fell into a trough, he could see who was sincere to him. He only glanced at them faintly, and then walked straight ahead without squinting, there are some things that are difficult to pick up again if they are lost.

"Brother Feng!" Suddenly, there was a shout of joy from the crowd, Ling Yifeng stopped and looked at the oncoming Luo Yu with a smile.

"The wound on your head is healed?" Ling Yifeng saw that the bandage on Ling Yu's head was gone.

"Harm, that little injury has long been healed!" Ling Yu puffed out his chest angrily.

"Did those guys trouble you again?" Ling Yifeng asked suddenly, what he was most worried about was that those people were resentful of him, and then he took his anger out on Ling Yu.

"Brother Feng, thanks to you, now, Han Tianhu, Xu Ming, and their group of junior brothers are all going to hide when they see me, who would dare to come to me for trouble?"

"In the spiritual courtyard, I guess they don't dare to do anything to you. Ling Yifeng nodded, it seemed that they had indeed understood from Han Bing's fate that Ling Yifeng was not a waste that they were so much to do, but an existence that they could not afford to provoke.

"By the way, Brother Feng, I haven't heard from Han Bing recently, so I should still be recuperating at home!" Ling Yu said with a smile.

"Well," that Han Bing's injury this time was indeed not light, his arm was broken into several pieces by a powerful external force, and it is estimated that he will not be better without half a month of cultivation, Ling Yifeng groaned slightly, and said: "You still have to pay more attention to them, it is best not to clash with them head-on." ”

After Ling Yu left, Ling Yifeng came to Ling Cheng's door alone, Ling Cheng was the head of the family, but his room was not more luxurious than others, but the space of one room was used as a study.

Ling Yifeng knocked lightly on the half-covered door, and there was a response from Ling Cheng inside, "Come in", and Ling Yifeng gently pushed the door open and walked in.

Ling Cheng sat at the table, looking through a thick volume of paperwork, as the sky was getting dark, Ling Cheng got up and lit an oil lamp on the table.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm late!" Ling Yifeng said a little embarrassed, he had made an appointment with Ling Cheng to come over in the afternoon, but he didn't pay attention to the time while cultivating, and he didn't come over until it was dark.

Ling Cheng didn't mind, pointed to a chair in front of the table, and motioned for Ling Yifeng to sit down and speak.

Ling Cheng put down the scroll in his hand, stretched out two fingers at Ling Yifeng and said, "I came to you this time, there are two important things!"

Ling Yifeng was slightly puzzled, but he didn't ask questions, but quietly waited for Ling Cheng to reveal it.

"The first thing you should know is that several elders have already agreed to invite the Pill Pharmacist to refine the 'Soul Yuan Pill'!" Ling Cheng smiled mysteriously at Ling Yifeng: "It took a lot of effort to make sense of those old old-fashioned boards, but fortunately they finally agreed, I have already sent someone to the nearest Pill Pharmacist Guild to find them to refine the elixir, it should be sent back in the next two days!"

Ling Yifeng knew that the 'Soul Yuan Pill' belonged to the four-grade pill, and its rarity was unbearable for their small Ling family, just preparing the materials would take a lot of energy and financial resources, it seemed that Ling Cheng had actually been preparing for the pill for a long time.

Don't look at Ling Cheng's usual busy affairs, and he rarely has time to express his concern for Ling Yifeng, in fact, he has been silently doing a lot of things for Ling Yifeng. Ling Yifeng suddenly felt the tip of his nose sore, and hurriedly touched his nose with his hand.

"There's another important thing to tell you!" Ling Cheng squeezed his eyes at Ling Yifeng, revealing a very mysterious expression.

Ling Cheng sat back in his chair, stretched out his hand and twisted it lightly on the armrest, only to hear a "click" sound of the machine running, and behind him, the huge bookshelf slowly separated from the middle, revealing a dark pavilion behind him.

Ling Cheng walked to the secret door, beckoned to Ling Yifeng, and motioned for him to follow, Ling Yifeng didn't think much about it, and followed Ling Cheng in.

Walking into the dark grid, there were hard stone walls on all sides, which seemed to be polished from a whole huge rock, even a Spirit Realm powerhouse like Ling Cheng was afraid that it would be difficult to destroy it easily.

I don't know where Ling Cheng stretched out his hand and patted it twice, only to see the floor parting from the middle, revealing a deep passage. Ling Yifeng sighed in his heart, he never knew that his father's study still had such a mystery, the things in it must be very important, otherwise he wouldn't need such a heavy protection.

Ling Cheng picked up a torch and stepped on the stone steps first, Ling Yifeng didn't think much about it, he followed closely behind, and the stone slabs and bookshelves behind him were automatically closed.

Walking through the long stairs and finally stepping on the ground, Ling Yifeng estimated that this place was a long distance from the ground, and in front of them was a huge stone gate.

Ling Cheng took out a palm-sized token from his bosom and inserted it into a groove on the stone door, and then slowly urged the spiritual power, only to hear a few muffled sounds of "boom", the stone gate slowly rose upward.

"This stone gate weighs more than 10,000 catties, if you don't have the family master token, no one will be able to open it!" Ling Cheng looked at Ling Yifeng, who was slightly surprised, and explained with a smile.

"This is not only a secret room, but also the key vein for the normal operation of the entire Ling family! This contains the most confidential files, the highest level of spiritual skills, and the most valuable magic cores...... It's a small treasure trove for the Ling family! This place is only known to the head of the family and a few elders!"

"Don't move anything after you go in!" Ling Cheng solemnly warned.

Ling Yifeng nodded, and when he stepped into this secret room, Ling Yifeng saw rows of wooden bookshelves, on which were neatly arranged volumes of books or delicate wooden boxes. Presumably, these are the dossiers, exercise cheats, spiritual skills and the like that Ling Cheng said!

The Ling family's exercises and spiritual skills are all placed in a library pavilion in the Ling family's compound, but it doesn't seem to be as many as here.

Ling Cheng seemed to see his doubts, and explained with a smile: "The exercises and spiritual skills placed here are the originals, and the ones in the Ling Yan Pavilion are just replicas, and some precious high-level secret books have not been copied from the past, we only provide them to the truly talented family members to practice!"

I see, I can't imagine that the real good things are hidden here! Ling Yifeng thought sly, Daddy brought me here, could it be that he wanted to secretly pass on these high-level spiritual skills to me? There is no need to learn the exercises, the highest and most advanced exercises of the Ling family are only low-level Xuan-rank, compared to the "Ling Tianjue" given to him by the Floating Feather Master that he is practicing now, it is simply like garbage, but the high-level spiritual skills can be stolen to learn a few books!

Ling Cheng looked at his silly expression, tapped his head lightly, and said with a smile: "Do you want to fight the idea of these things?" Tell you, these are the property of the family, even if I am the head of the family, I can't dispose of them at will! If you are interested in them, when your strength is enough, you will naturally be qualified to practice!"

Ling Yifeng's mind was seen through, and he stuck out his tongue, he didn't really want these exercises and spiritual skill cheats, he was just a little curious, if Ling Cheng knew about the exercises he was cultivating now, I was afraid that he would be surprised!

Ling Yifeng followed Ling Cheng towards the inside of the secret room and stopped beside a wooden frame. Ling Yifeng found that the shelf was very empty, with only a few books and a few small boxes scattered on it.

Ling Cheng raised his hand and slowly removed a vermilion lacquer box on the top layer, the box was covered with a thick layer of dust, it seemed that no one had touched it for a long time, and he didn't know how long it had been left here. Ling Cheng dusted up his sleeves and waved lightly above the box, and a strong breath came out of his sleeve to blow all the dust off the box.

He made a few strange handprints with one hand, and then reached out and made a few arcs in the air above the wooden box.

Looking at Ling Cheng's solemn expression and such a cumbersome way of opening, Ling Yifeng faintly sensed that the things inside were not simple.

"Open!" Ling Cheng let out a low sigh as the lid slowly opened.

Ling Yifeng stood on tiptoe and stretched out his head to look inside, there was only a pitch-black scroll lying at the bottom of the box!

Ling Cheng sighed quietly, then carefully took out the scroll from it and handed it to Ling Yifeng, Ling Yifeng looked at him with a solemn expression in confusion, and quickly stretched out his hands to take it.