A touch of red light was gently lifted by a hand at the moment when the sky was black and white, and the breeze blew on the face. Ling Feng held the sword with one hand, a red long sword, shining, it was the Chixiao Sword, one by one in the air, turning into a seven-colored gorgeous rainbow, fiercely throwing into the boulder in the distance, setting off the flying dust in the sky.

The corners of his mouth curled up an elegant arc, one hand stabbed back, both hands clenched the hilt of the sword, one flip and slash, and a towering ancient pine in front of him, motionless, seemed to have just been in that move and disappeared into the air. But for a moment, there was a "click", the whole tree body was slightly oblique, and the dense pine cover ushered in a breeze, and the towering tree fell slowly, leveling the section, without a trace of condensation, in one go.

Ling Feng slowly retracted Chixiao, placed the sword across his chest, sat cross-legged on his knees, and looked at this sword, this Chixiao Sword again.

As Ling Feng fought more and more, the former rusty sword, completely transformed, there was no trace of rust for a long time, and now the whole body was shiny, and he himself gave it an image name "Bai Hong". The former Chixiao seems to have begun a little transformation, and his own spirituality is getting more and more sufficient, as if he has recovered his demeanor as a spiritual weapon, and every attack is accompanied by a trace of heat, giving people a feeling of heat waves.

Just like his own golden light whip, it is a complete spiritual weapon, with the ability to break the ban, Chixiao is accompanied by a blazing heat, but now the power is not strong, Ling Feng is looking forward to the day when it is fully recovered.

However, Ling Feng's current spiritual power storage is still limited, and the liquid spiritual power in his body is only three drops, which is only enough for him to barely use two types of Qingfeng Sword Technique, but fortunately, there are now two medium-grade spirit stones, absorbing a spirit stone, according to Ling Feng's speculation, the spiritual power in the body should be able to recover most of it.

It seems that Bai Hong is still easy to use, even if it is just a damaged magic weapon, but with the escalation of Ling Feng's battle, unless it is reforged, it will be eliminated sooner or later, Ling Feng is looking forward to his first flying sword, and he changed it to Bai Hong in his hand, looking at it with a little expectation, just use this sword as the basis.

After his trial was over, Ling Feng decided to go to Xin Yun and start studying his five flying swords with the old man.

Ling Feng had a little free time in the past two days, and he was not idle, he carefully flipped through many classics, and knew what the three spirit grasses he got were, which were similar to what he guessed, they were all yellow-rank spirit grasses, and they were all spirit grasses with excellent treatment of injuries, as long as he used one plant, the old man should be completely recovered in ten days and half a month.

However, their own trial is imminent, and they will set off in three days, and there is no time to take care of anything else, and all the people and things sent out will depend on themselves.

Quietly reined in his thoughts, Ling Feng ran the floating glazed steps, speeding through the dense mountains and forests in the sect, and after a short time, he returned to the courtyard.

At this time, Mo Tianli was stabilizing her realm, since the last time, after Ling Feng helped her stabilize her realm, she had improved very quickly, and it seemed that she didn't need to deliberately cultivate, and her spiritual power was increasing. Ling Feng had also checked a lot of classics and vaguely knew some, but he hadn't confirmed it yet, so he didn't dare to tell Mo Tianli rashly.

Mo Tianli was cultivating the "Burning Night Sword" in the courtyard, with a sword aura all over her body, with her cultivation of the fifth layer of qi refining, now her strength should not be underestimated, her face was no longer melancholy, only a full fighting spirit, with a glimmer of hope, it was worth doing her best.

Seeing Ling Feng enter the courtyard, Mo Tianli was about to stop the sword in his hand, and Ling Feng motioned for her to continue, because Chen Qi entered the door quickly, and Ling Feng had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Qi's face was pale this time, a little worried, and when he saw Ling Feng with a calm face, he was immediately relieved, and respectfully met with Gongzi.

Chen Qi quietly closed the door and said cautiously:

"Childe, I learned a lot of news from the miscellaneous servants around the elder, especially the matter of the mission hall, and I will tell Childe today."

Ling Feng looked at Chen Qi with an appreciative expression, this person was really good at doing things, he knew the priorities, and motioned for him to continue.

Chen Qi stated one by one, it turned out that Broken Time Flow was Ye Han's righteous son, and Ye Han was an extremely protective person, this time Ling Feng's drawing of lots, although it was not his ghost, but it was also the people under his command who understood his intentions.

However, this Ye Han at least has the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, his strength is too high, and he is one of the five masters below the sect master, Ling Feng still decided to avoid it, such a person will not be able to offend himself for a long time.

Such a person is not only stronger than those true disciples, but also has the power, the entire mission hall is under his control, and in front of him, I am afraid that with just one look, there are many villains who tend to be inflammatory, and take the initiative to ask for their lives.

Ling Feng is very angry, now I let you, that is respecting the old and loving the young, when I have my own strength, don't blame me for bullying the weak. I am not a dough melon, let you rub it, let you rub it, in the small book, remember it one by one, Ling Feng has some broken thoughts in his heart, it is really a period of time, very depressed, and he can't lift the table to relieve the boredom in his heart.

Continue to listen to Chen Qi talk down, the so-called first-level trial task, the perched phoenix bird on the perched phoenix ridge, the strength has reached the ninth layer of qi refining, and there will even be a perched phoenix bird with foundation building strength, this kind of bird generally does not land, and it will not land in ten days and half a month, once it lands, it is also in groups, there is no chance to start at all, and the general inner disciples, when they draw this task, will directly choose to give up and be deducted a large amount of sect contributions.

Ling Feng didn't have any sect contributions to deduct, if he couldn't complete the trial task, it was very likely that he would be demoted to a miscellaneous disciple, which he couldn't accept. Miscellaneous disciples can't listen to classes, can't accept trial tasks, can't ask for teachers, can only do tasks that others don't look down on, in exchange for sect contributions, and then reach a certain number of points, can apply to become an outer disciple, the process is quite rugged.

From the moment of entry, except for the truly amazing and brilliant part, there is an unbridgeable gap between the achievements of the outer disciples and the miscellaneous disciples.

Xiuzhen still pays attention to a talent and chance, diligence can make up for clumsiness, and it is better to laugh it off.

Compared to Ling Feng, Mo Tianli's task is outrageously simple, the so-called powerful ghost core is a strange crystal condensed in the body of a powerful ghost equivalent to the first to third layers of qi refining, Yin Wind Valley is not a dangerous place, the major sects are all groups of past trials, and even outside the valley there are vendors selling ready-made soul cores.

For Mo Tianli, who is at the fifth level of qi refining, it should be relatively easy, after listening to Chen Qi's introduction, Ling Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, fortunately, those people were just targeting themselves.

As for Zhongshen Sword Jinyu, Chen Qi could hear very little news, after all, Chen Qi was only a fifth-level Qi refining cultivator now, and there was an inner gate in the middle, which was beyond the reach of the whip, and the forces under him had just started, and finding out what was so far had Ling Feng very satisfied.

However, Chen Qi still heard some news, the current true disciples are all fiercely competing for the deputy sect master, once he is appointed as the deputy sect master, he will be a strong contender for the heir of the sect in the future.

After stating everything, Chen Qi quietly exited the room, and before leaving, he handed over two more lists, Ling Feng glanced at them, and put them in his arms.