After enduring three years of cold eyes, after this battle, Ling Yifeng's genius name is destined to resound throughout Luoyu City again.

When he stepped into Ling's house, the guards at the door were still the same as before, and they didn't look at him more, Ling Yifeng ignored them and walked straight towards his small courtyard.

As he walked through the hall in the center of the Ling family, he keenly felt that he heard a burst of discussion coming from the hall, which seemed to be accompanied by Ling Cheng's angry shouts raising his voice. Ling Yifeng's heart moved, so he quietly sneaked over to hear what was going on.

The hall in front of it was the Ling family's meeting hall, and the door was closed at this time. The door to the Ling family's meeting hall was always closed, either there was no one inside, or there was talk of an important meeting. The door of the hall was only opened when the head of the house or some other important person summoned the clansmen to make an announcement, because it was impossible to accommodate all the clansmen inside.

Slowly approaching the hall, the door and surroundings were guarded and patrolled. When there were about ten steps or so left, Ling Yifeng stopped, and the sound coming from inside was already very clear.

"Ling Cheng, are you crazy?Four pins of pills, where can I find them?And even if there is, what are we going to exchange for?" The owner of this slightly old voice seemed to be the Great Elder.

"Great Elder, now only the Soul Yuan Pill can save Feng'er. When he recovers, with his talent, his achievements will definitely not be below you and me in the future. Isn't it exactly what we hope for when the time comes?"

"Yes, big brother. We can also give it a go for this!"

"Hmph, nonsense, do you know the value of the four-rank pill, how precious the four-rank pill is, my Ling family's income in one or two years is probably not enough for material money, let alone the Soul Yuan Pill. ”

"Great Elder, don't just look at this little bit of immediate benefit. Ling Cheng has a point, in the future, Xiao Feng will become a strong man far beyond us, and the entire Luoyu City will be our world. The small price paid now is simply not worth mentioning compared to these. ”

"Third child, you are really ashamed, my Ling family's financial income for several years is not worth mentioning to you? And Ling Cheng, we can't predict what will happen in the future, as the head of the Ling family, you should think more about the family, rather than burying the entire family for your own selfishness!"

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Shaking his head, Ling Yifeng sneered in his heart, this great elder is really "clear about public and private"! But he didn't expect his father to go to the expense of turning his face with the elders and fight for himself here! Ling Yifeng really wanted to rush in directly, telling his father that he didn't need this bullshit "Soul Yuan Dan", and his soul problem had been solved by an adventure!

However, he didn't rush to the ground, he knew that the news of his battle with Han Bing in the Spirit Courtyard would soon spread throughout the city, and his potential would also be re-examined by the family, I don't know what kind of expression they would have on their faces at that time!

Back in his hut, Ling Yifeng cultivated by himself, the remnant soul dominated by the floating feather in his body did not know how long it had been lost, this time he fell asleep and did not know how long it would take to wake up, he could only rely on himself to slowly comprehend the profound exercises of the "Ling Tianjue".

"I don't know if I will throw me a few powerful spiritual skills to practice first!" Ling Yifeng muttered quietly in his heart, the highest level of spiritual skills in his family is also the lower level of the Xuan Rank, and he has only practiced a few mortal-level spiritual skills, and the move he used to fight against Han Bing today is the most proficient mortal-level intermediate "Red Flame Fist" that he has practiced. If it weren't for the fact that he had now advanced to the middle stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, a spirit skill of this kind might not be able to defeat Han Bing!

With his status as the master, there must be a lot of saint-level spiritual skills, I'm afraid that even the legendary god-level can make some for me to practice!

"What do you think, so happy!" A gentle laugh came from outside the door, Ling Yifeng immediately put away his smirk, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"Dad, why are you here?" Ling Yifeng got up and welcomed Ling Cheng in.

"Heh, what, don't you welcome me?" Ling Cheng strode in, laughing and patting Ling Yifeng's head.

Ling Yifeng smiled and scratched his head.

"Do you remember the Soul Yuan Pill you told you before?" Ling Cheng put away his smile, looked at Ling Yifeng and said, "I'm still looking for an elixir master who can refine pills, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it for a while, so I can only wronged you for a while!"

Ling Yifeng looked straight at Ling Cheng, thinking to himself, it was the opposition of those elders, he wanted to blurt out that his soul had recovered, but he held back, there were too many secrets involved, Ling Yifeng was not good for everyone to know.

"It's okay, Dad, I've survived the past three years, are you still in a hurry for this time?" Ling Yifeng smiled at Ling Cheng, and then said to him very solemnly: "Thank you, Dad!"

This time, Ling Cheng was slightly stunned, he was a little overwhelmed by Ling Yifeng's sudden seriousness, scratched his head, and laughed: "What is there to be polite to your father!"

A day later, the news of Ling Yifeng's defeat of Han Bing had already spread into the Ling family's compound.

"Young master!" an elderly butler knocked on Ling Yifeng's door and said, "The head of the family and the elders invite you to the council hall!"

Ling Yifeng smiled faintly, straightened his clothes and walked towards the meeting hall.

Ling Yifeng had already thought of his words, and for the time being, he couldn't let them discover the fact that their souls had recovered, otherwise it would be difficult to explain all this, and it would be too shocking to reveal the matter of the floating feathers dominating the remnant soul in his body.

As soon as he stepped into the conference hall, Ling Yifeng only felt several needle-like gazes shooting at him, he only felt that the eyes of a hungry wolf looking at food made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he also endured this discomfort and walked in, and after a while, this invisible pressure disappeared.

"Feng'er, did you really defeat Han Bing in the ring yesterday?" Ling Cheng was the first to greet him and ask questions, and at the same time, his squinted eyes quietly cast a look that seemed to be showing off towards the Great Elder.

"It's just a fluke!" Ling Yifeng scratched his head, a harmless smile appeared on his immature little face, and at the same time acknowledged the authenticity of the news.

"Aren't you the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, how can you defeat Han Bing in the middle stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm?" The Great Elder suddenly stepped forward, staring at Ling Yifeng with a pair of cloudy old eyes, and asked sharply, the wrinkles on his face were also extremely distorted because of excitement.

Ling Cheng frowned slightly, stepped forward half a step and stopped between the Great Elder and Ling Yifeng, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this, Great Elder, why are you so pressing?" He is not your prisoner now!"

The Great Elder snorted, took a step back, and said with a smile: "I don't mean anything else, the old man is just confused." ”

Ling Yifeng saluted like the elders and said, "In the past three years, although my spiritual power has not grown much, I dare not fall behind in the practice of fist and foot kung fu and spiritual skills for a day, plus Han Bing was too light on me, so I accidentally lost in my hands!"

This was a rhetoric that Ling Yifeng had prepared a long time ago, so it was not easy for them to say anything more.

Ling Cheng laughed and patted Ling Yifeng's shoulder, and hurriedly hit the railway while it was hot: "It's really worthy of being my son, and he is not timid in the face of an opponent whose strength is one level stronger than you, but he defeated him, but it gives us the face of the Ling family!"

Ling Cheng glanced at the Great Elder, intentionally or unintentionally, and continued, "Feng'er has such qualifications, she will definitely be able to become the pillar of our Ling family in the future, what do you think?"

Ling Cheng deliberately said this to several elders, Ling Yifeng's performance, what reason did they have to oppose fighting on him.

The third elder stood up first, he stroked his beard and nodded: "Xiao Feng was raised by us since we were children, he is extremely talented, and his cultivation is also very hard, but it is a pity that the will of heaven makes people, so that he is born with a crippled soul. Alas, if there is a chance to cure him, with his talent, his achievements will definitely be stronger than us old guys in the future, and if you want the Ling family to develop, it will not depend on us old guys who are about to step into the coffin with half a foot, but on young people like him!"

These three elders are the younger brothers of Ling Yifeng's grandfather, and their words are naturally biased towards Ling Cheng and Ling Yifeng, but the truth is indeed as he said, if a family wants to last for a long time, the most important thing is to constantly replenish it with fresh blood.

The fat second elder also spoke: "The third elder is right, Xiao Feng's talent is obvious to everyone, if it weren't for his body, I'm afraid he would have broken through the Lingyuan Realm now, maybe he would have broken through the Lingyuan Realm now, with such a talent, our Ling family has not appeared a second one in a hundred years, maybe this is our opportunity, I think we can give him a go!"

The Great Elder stared at the old eyes wide, and looked at the Second Elder in a daze, I don't know why he suddenly changed his hexagram, they had already discussed that they couldn't let Ling Cheng spend a lot of the family's financial resources to gamble on Ling Yifeng's future for Ling Yifeng.

"Dick, you ......"

The Great Elder blew his beard and glared, but finally couldn't find any objections.

"Feng'er, you go back first, you have to work hard, the elders have already agreed to exchange for the 'Soul Yuan Pill' for you to repair your soul, don't let them down!" Ling Cheng winked at Ling Yifeng slyly.

Ling Yifeng comprehended, and saluted several elders with his fists: "In this way, thank you elders!"

After speaking, he retreated, and Ling Cheng's hearty laughter came from behind him, it seemed that the elders had already compromised, and Ling Yifeng also showed a satisfied smile.

In fact, it doesn't matter to him whether there is a "Soul Yuan Dan" or not, and it is difficult to say whether this "Soul Yuan Dan" can cure his soul, but he can have a legitimate excuse, and with the cover of this "Soul Yuan Dan", he can also logically explain the problem of soul repair integrity, so as not to expose another major secret in his body.