Ling Feng stood up straight, but saw Wan Tianshu take out a delicate bag from his arms and hand it to him: "Uncle Wan has no long things, and after thinking about it, I think this 'Qiankun bag' is more interesting, so I will give it to you." ”

Ling Feng thanked him and reached out to take it. I only heard him say again: "This Qiankun bag contains Qiankun, you can carry as many things as you want, and it will not be heavy to carry around, and it will be very convenient to go out of the mountain to experience in the future." ”

At this time, Wan Tianshu and Wuyazi exchanged pleasantries for a while, then bid farewell to him and left Luoxian Peak. In front of the mountain gate, Wan Tianshu said to Ling Feng: "Feng'er, you are now a disciple of the Imperial Sword Hall, you can't stay here for long, I'll take you back." In the Imperial Sword Hall, the head of the sect has already sent another palace supervisor, and in the future, you must make good use of the spiritual power given to you by the head and study hard. ”

Ling Feng nodded and said, "I see." With that, Wan Tianshu had already taken him and flew to the Imperial Sword Hall at the foot of the mountain.

Now at this hour, the disciples had already gone to the morning class, and Wan Tianshu sent Ling Feng to the place where he was staying, explained some things and left.

Ling Feng was just about to enter the house, but saw Xiao Feng suddenly fly out of the window and stand on his shoulder. He teased Xiaofeng, seeing that its body was already the size of a young eagle, and couldn't help but think of the situation when he played with Yang Qingxue when he was in music class. That was its first flight, could it be that its growth had something to do with music? Thinking like this, Ling Feng quietly took it to a bamboo forest, picked a thick bamboo leaf and played it.

At this time, the wind blew, and the bamboo leaves all over the mountain fell down, and the small phoenix shuttled between them, which was indescribably wonderful and moving.

Ling Feng thought to himself, it turned out that Xiaofeng was also like a human, and he also needed to cultivate, so that he could grow, why not try to communicate with it with music, maybe he would be able to talk to it in the future?

"Ling Feng. ”

A coquettish voice came from behind him, feeling very familiar, and Ling Feng could call her name without looking back.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Ling Feng turned around and saw a young girl in a light red cloth shirt looking at him with her arms crossed, a familiar smile on her face.

"What, are you surprised to see me?" Lin Shuangqing strode over, heroic and cool.

"No, it's you who won't be the new palace eunuch, right?" Ling Feng looked at her with a lot of affection, and he seemed unrestrained when he spoke.

"Yes, in Luoxian, you and Sun Hou'er can't call me boss lady anymore, you have to call me Senior Sister Lin. The rest of the people still want to call me Lin Dianjian, you see how good I am to you two. Lin Shuangqing patted him on the shoulder.

"Hehe, that dare is good, if anyone dares to bully us in the future, I will find you to be angry for us. ”

Lin Shuangqing tugged at his ear and said, "Don't make trouble for me in the future, don't you hear? ”

"Got it, hostess······ Oh no······ Senior Sister Lin!" Ling Feng screamed in pain.

"Look at you and Sun Hou'er working for me and helping to find the phantom glass grass at the beginning, and the senior sister will cover you in the future. Lin Shuangqing put down his ears and patted his chest again.

Ling Feng smiled, and the two of them talked about some other things and things in Luoxian Sect. Now Ling Feng had a general understanding of his sect.

Luoxian Gate was founded by a Taoist priest surnamed Luo more than 1,200 years ago, and after becoming a monk, he was called Luoxian Zhenren, which is the origin of the name of the sect.

Luoxian Gate is deep in the mountains and deep ravines, the peaks are numerous, isolated from the world, the most important are Luoxian, Wuyu, Yaoguang, Luoxia, Fuyao, Lingxiao, Medicine King, Tianzhu Eight Peaks, each palm and a vein.

Among them, Luoxian Peak is the foundation of the sect, and it is the birthplace of the entire Luoxian Gate, and later the number of people is increasing, and the territory is getting bigger and bigger, and finally expands to the eight peaks, and even the large and small peaks within a radius of thousands of miles.

Luoxian Gate has gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes and has not declined, which has experienced several large-scale wars of righteousness and demons, and is still standing, and today, it has become one of the five major schools of the righteous path, and Yaoji Palace, Xuantian Sect, Guyue Mansion, and Biyunxuan stand tall and strong, and it is a giant of the Immortal Forest.

Among the eight veins of Luoxian, Luoxian Peak has the largest number of disciples, with the number reaching eight hundred, followed by Lingxiao Peak, Fuyao Peak, and Tianzhu Peak, the number of disciples in each peak is around five hundred, and the number of the remaining peaks is much less, like the first Wufu Peak in the first place of Wan Tianshu, there are only two people, him and Leng Zining.

Among the eight heads, except for the head of the family, they are all disciples who are a generation lower than him. Except for the first seat of Luoxia Peak, Shui Rou is a woman, the rest are all men. Therefore, Luo Xiafeng came to Shui Rou's generation, and the disciples he accepted were all women.

In the end, Lin Shuangqing also mentioned that she was the pearl of Yaoguang Peak Lin Haoqian, and when she said this, she couldn't help but feel a little complacent. Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh to himself: "I said, not only can you enter and exit the Luoxian Gate at will, but you can also help Sun Hou'er in a grand manner during the entrance trial, and it is really hidden." ”

The two chatted, and before they knew it, the sun was in the west, and Lin Shuangqing still had some personal matters, so they walked away first. Ling Feng looked at the sky, calculated that there were still two hours before the end of the Imperial Sword Hall, and when he saw that there was no one around, he sat up cross-legged and silently recited his thoughts.

At this time, he fell into meditation, feeling the cyan spiritual power in the spiritual veins running, and gradually blended with the spiritual power given by the master, and gradually became one.

After the fusion, the spiritual power suddenly became vigorous, restless, scurrying in the spiritual veins, Ling Feng tried his best to control it, but he still couldn't control it, and he was suddenly shocked.

"Couldn't the Heavenly Dao Sect's exercises be fused with the Luo Xian Sect's exercises?

Ling Feng became more and more uncomfortable, feeling as if his spiritual power was about to break through his body, and under the overwhelm, he hurriedly recited the second heart of the "Purple Emperor Proud Heaven Technique".

It is strange to say that Ling Feng guided his spiritual power according to this key gravity method, and the spiritual power in his body actually followed the rules and operated according to the prescribed route.

"Could it be that with the help of the spiritual power of the master, I have broken through the entrance and practiced the first heart technique?"

Thinking of this, Ling Feng opened his eyes, opened his arms, and suddenly felt that the scenery around him was very different, there was an indescribable kindness, as if they were his relatives, but all living objects could deeply feel their veins, their breath, their joys and sorrows.

Ling Feng waved his arm and exerted a burst of force to destroy a bamboo forest in front of him, leaving not even a single leaf left, all of them turned into dust and scattered with the wind.

He covered his mouth and exclaimed, and said secretly: "The Purple Emperor Proud Heavenly Technique is really not a mortal exercise, and this power is too terrifying, I have just broken through the first level." ”

When Ling Feng saw the sight in front of him, he was afraid of being suspicious of his fellow disciples, so he walked to the land, closed his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body surged to his feet and spread to the surrounding land.

But where there is a square inch of soil, bamboo shoots are broken out of the soil, gradually grow taller, sprout and grow branches, and in a moment, a large bamboo forest will appear in front of you, which is the same as the previous scene.

Ling Feng looked around, nodded with satisfaction, and thought: "The Heavenly Dao Sect Technique is too magical, if it is not in danger of your life in the future, you should not use it again, so as not to add unnecessary trouble, if the people of the Demon God Sect know that I am hidden in the Luoxian Gate, it will be a big deal." ”

At this time, the cold wind hit, he couldn't help but shudder, seeing that ten thousand trees were withering, he counted the time, and it had been a year since he came to the Imperial Sword Hall.

He raised his eyes to look into the distance, but when he saw a mountain peak, he felt a little familiar, so he thought that it was the Linglang Peak where he went to pick alfalfa grass with Yang Qingxue.

recalled that he met Ram Qi's corpse that night, and vaguely noticed that something was wrong, so he wanted to check it again. I secretly thought that now that I was not what I used to be, flying in the sky should not be a problem. He jumped upwards with all his might, and his body really rose, and countless green leaves swirled and flew around him.

"This seems to be my mother's spell, did I inherit her bloodline, this spell was born with it, but I didn't have enough spiritual power before, so I couldn't cast it. ”

Ling Feng was overjoyed, and continued to urge his spiritual power, as if he was one with this breeze, soaring freely in the air.

At this time, between the peaks, a ball of green leaves drifted away with the wind, but I didn't see a human figure in it, which was indescribably strange.

He came to Linglang Peak, went down to the valley where he was originally located, and saw that there was no trace of the place where the body was buried. I thought that the matter was exposed, and the bones of the corpse had been disposed of.

"But he didn't know that I already knew his undercover identity, and I didn't tell anyone except Aunt Cicada that he was an undercover agent of Luoxianmen, and the news would not leak out, so it stands to reason that I am a person who is not a threat to him, and I should not be killed. Could it be that he was nearby when I first found the body, but it was not convenient to kill me at that time? But at that time, Aunt Cicada was around, and it was impossible not to notice that there were people around. ”

Everything is so weird.

Ling Feng thought again, "In that case, the reason for killing me may not be the case, so what the hell ······?" Thinking of this, the conversation between the man in brocade and the man in black suddenly appeared in his mind when he was next to the cliff.

Someone in the Heavenly Demon Sect infiltrated the Luoxian Gate, looking at the situation when the fake Ram Qi fought against Wan Tianshu, his skills were mediocre, not like the person he saw at the beginning, the person stood there, although his back was faced, but he still felt an invisible majesty and oppression.

"At that time······ Could it be that the man in black saw my appearance clearly, and now he recognized me, and my every move was under his control? So as soon as he saw me make a move, he wanted to kill me, and he didn't know the identity of the fake ram Qi. Ling Feng thought of this, and was drenched in cold sweat.

He turned around suddenly, only thinking in his heart to inform Wan Tianshu of this matter, the inner ghost in the Luoxian Sect is not only Ram Qi, he is just a chess piece that can be sacrificed at any time, and the real threat is much greater than this.

Just a few steps, a graceful woman's figure appeared in front of him, and Ling Feng shouted "Aunt Cicada." ”

Liu Chan'er walked over and said: "Sect Master, I am here to bid farewell to you, there are traces of the descendants of the Demon God Gate in Kyushu, I am afraid that there will be another catastrophe in the world soon, I need to go to the Jiuli Ruins to reconnoitre, that place is adjacent to the Demon Realm, you and I have no sense and contact, and I can no longer take care of you in the future." ”

When Ling Feng heard this, he looked sad, and said: "Aunt Cicada, the common people in the world are important, you go, be careful in everything, I will take care of myself, besides, in Luoxian Sect, I still have Uncle Wan to ask for help." ”

"Hmm. Seeing his sad face, Liu Chan'er asked again, "Did you encounter any difficulties?"

Ling Feng thought about it and told her about it. Liu Chan'er pondered for a moment and said: "In the current situation, if you go to inform Wan Tianshu, I am afraid that you will die faster, and you may not reach the peak of Wuxuan, and you will already be in a different place." ”

Ling Feng heard a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Aunt Cicada, save me!"

"It's not difficult to crack this game, my consciousness has reached dozens of miles around, and no one is hiding here to follow you, I don't think there will be more than two ghosts in Luoxian Gate, he has no time to take care of your actions, let alone monitor your whereabouts anytime and anywhere. And as far as you know, this inner ghost is a member of the Demon Gate Heavenly Demon Sect, so it's easy to do. As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, and there was an extra token in her palm, dark red, with some ghost drawing patterns on it, and she couldn't read it no matter how she looked at it.

Seeing that he was at a loss, Liu Chan'er explained: "This is the token of the Kuixing Palace, I got it when I went to explore the Demon Gate recently, if the next time that undercover agent dares to secretly harm you, I will show this brand." He sees that you are also the inner response of the demon gate, so he will not harm you again, if there is a difficulty, he may come to you to help, when you practice the magic of the door to the fire, secretly get rid of him, God does not know the ghost, isn't it wonderful. ”