In February, the snow was cold in the town, and the wanderer was still in brocade for several months, and he was really happy to be a sword and a little king, haha, stepping on the cheerful footsteps, it only took half a day for Ling Feng to return to the familiar yard, the crooked neck jujube tree, or so crooked, at this time there were no green and yellow leaves on it, only white snow, wrapped in silver, standing in the cold wind, not moving.

Ling Feng pushed open the door in a trance, and creaked to the jujube tree, where he often meditated, looking up at the white snow on the branches, a cold wind whistled by, and a few snowflakes fell, falling on his hair, on his shoulders, the sky was as white, the ground was as white, as white as people, and the snow was white, it seemed to cover everything, but it couldn't cover the hot and excited heart.

Ling Feng quietly took a step, a creaking sound sounded, the people in the house, noticed a trace of strangeness, slowly opened the window, suddenly, Ling Feng felt that his breathing was a little stagnant, the tip of his nose was a little sour, the person opposite was also stunned, rubbed and rubbed his eyes, looked and looked, as if to compare with the person in her memory, one by one, one by one, one by one, suddenly, closed the window, there was no movement.

This made Ling Feng stunned, he was unwilling to let go of his divine sense, so he stood under the crooked neck jujube tree, waiting quietly, his six senses were very keen, everything in the low thatched hut was in his perception, intentionally or unintentionally.

Today's Ling Feng has simply changed his appearance, wearing a white Xuanniao hundred feather robe, carrying a star sword on his back, combing a ji, and a hosta inserted on it, he also has a trace of immortal breath, no more, that poor child who is a little stupid, a little rustic, and a little panicked, at this time, he is a high immortal master in the eyes of mortals, and there is a natural gap between worldly people.

Ling Feng's heart suddenly struck, no wonder Mu Ting and Luo Xuan were indifferent to the life and death of the villagers, they were already people from two worlds.

Suddenly, I woke up in my heart, and I was happy that I was by my side and the relatives I cared about.

Shaking his head, a trace of spiritual power overflowed, and the snow on his body evaporated in an instant, and he looked at the three familiar figures at the door worriedly.

A thin and somewhat rickety, a somewhat joyful figure, a pretty and a somewhat jerky, a somewhat flustered and shy figure, a crooked and somewhat relieved figure, it is Ling Feng's memory, his mother, his sister, his uncle, fortunately, they are all good.

Ling Feng quickly greeted the three figures, a thousand words were all in the words, his mother Shao Shi carefully raised Ling Feng for fifteen years, and never left his side, at this time, holding Ling Feng tightly, silently choked, for fear that this was a dream, she had the same dream countless times.

Ling Chen also had tears in his eyes, snuggled tightly in the crook of Ling Feng's arm, buried his head in silence.

Ling Bei looked at the family again, as if he remembered his eldest brother, and his heart was still thinking for a while, hesitating for a while, and losing his mind for a while. In the afterglow of his eyes, he quietly glanced at Shaw Brothers, a sadness, a confusion.

In the past three months, Ling Feng has experienced life and death several times, whether it is extremely dangerous or some conspiracy, he can face it, at this moment, the slightest sweetness, bursts of warmth, flowing in his heart, making him sink and make him unwilling to wake up.

No wonder, there are as many monks in the world as there are seven layers of qi refining, and after the eighth layer of qi refining, there are not many less, and the love is really the most beautiful thing in the world.

No wonder, there are so many infatuated men and women in the world, if love is wrong, love is the poison of the first pain in the world.

Shaw slowly held back her tears, blaming herself for wetting her son's chest, she didn't notice that the plain white clothes didn't have a trace of water.

Holding Ling Feng's hand in one hand and Ling Chen's hand in the other, he hurriedly walked towards the house, Shao Shi was afraid that the two of them would be frozen, and the love of licking calves was beyond words.

Ling Feng put down his Xingchen sword, only here, he could untie the sword on his body with peace of mind, his hands were crossed, and he walked towards the second uncle Ling Bei, when he tried it, his family spent eighty taels of silver to create a hundred steel sword, the sword had long been shattered, lying quietly in the jade, and it was no longer usable.

However, Ling Feng was promoted to a disciple of the outer sect, and the sect rewarded this Xingchen sword, this sword was far better, his own sword of hundred refining steel, but unfortunately, at that time, he had a rusty sword, and even more Chixiao, this sword could only be used for pretending, and he had never really used it.

Second Uncle Ling Bei is not a monk, whether it is a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon, the meaning to him is the same, a good weapon. However, the tragic lesson of the Ling family, Yin Jian is not far away, and he must not repeat the mistakes of the past, a good Xingchen Steel Sword is the most suitable for him, and this sword can also refine low-grade magic weapons even if it goes one step further. There is a deeper meaning, most monks recognize this kind of sword, which is the standard configuration of the disciples of the Dao Sect, and it will also make those monks who want to be unfavorable to the second uncle think twice.

Ling Bei looked at his nephew except for a sword, there was nothing, at this moment, he was ready to give the sword to himself, he was willing to accept it, looking at the sword that was bubbling with bursts of cold light, he knew at a glance that it was an extraordinary product, he naturally liked it, and repeatedly told his nephew to put it away carefully.

However, a white light, a red light, and two rays of light flashed in Ling Feng's hand, revealing two sharper swords, which were his rusty sword and Chixiao, the rusty sword followed him all the way through the thorns, and at this moment there were no rust marks on his body, stroking the rusty sword, Ling Feng secretly said in his heart, I will call you "Bai Hong" in the future, the rusty sword trembled slightly, and seemed to respond happily.

Ling Feng said firmly:

"Second uncle, don't worry, I don't use this star sword anymore, don't worry about it"

Ling Bei was already a martial artist, so he didn't need to say much, he happily put away the Xingchen Sword, and couldn't wait to run to the courtyard, dancing his ancestral Qingfeng swordsmanship, the breeze was blowing, and the power was extraordinary.

Ling Feng was so anxious to get home as soon as possible that he forgot to bring gifts for his mother and sister, but he had prepared gifts for the family early.

A jade box appeared out of thin air in his hand, which was left by Liu Hanyan when he left, and there were three Lingqing grasses in it, this kind of spirit grass is only the yellow rank, among the spirit grasses, it is not very precious, but its price is the highest among the yellow order spirit grasses, and it even catches up with some Xuan-level spirit grasses, just because of its medicinal effect- It can increase the probability of inducing qi into the body, although through this means, the monks who open the path of cultivation are extremely limited, and they only wander in the second or third layer of qi refining for the rest of their lives, but they can't change the fact that it can greatly improve the qualifications of the body and make people live a long life without disease.

Those cultivators, the low-level miscellaneous servants of the sect, and the casual cultivators who enjoy the glory of the world, they have a great appetite for Lingqing grass, and they have a huge temptation for themselves, their descendants, and their relatives and friends.

Slowly opened the crystal jade box, revealing three green and clear spirit grasses, and a burst of fragrant breath filled the entire low thatched house.

At this time, Ling Feng didn't know how to refine medicine and alchemy, but he had taken Qianye Red and had the experience of swallowing it directly, and in addition, he could help others now, refining spiritual grass with spiritual power, and guiding the medicinal power to flow all over the body, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Starting from the second uncle Ling Bei, one hour, two hours, three hours, the process of helping the second uncle refine the spirit grass and guide the medicinal power was far beyond his expectations, the second uncle had suffered a very serious injury, and the meridians of the whole body were blocked, especially his injured right foot, which was blocked by clotted fat, and it took two hours to open a gap.

Five hours later, Ling Feng finally helped Ling Bei refine all the spirit grass, and also guided it to flow all over his body, when he gathered his hands and slowly stood up, Ling Chen on the side picked up a wet cloth early and gently wiped his forehead, it turned out that he had inadvertently shed a lot of sweat.

Among the rules of the sect, there is one that cannot be taught to each other privately, Ling Feng cannot teach them, the qi induction method obtained from the sect, however, in the burden of the evil king Luo Xuan, there is a simple exercise method that is still righteous, which can make people sense qi, Ling Feng took it in his hand and explained it to the second uncle in detail one by one, but unfortunately half a day passed, and the second uncle did not move at all.

Lingqingcao can't change the fact that it can only increase the probability of qi induction into the body, but it can't make ordinary people induce qi.

Lingbei is this bloody example.

With Ling Bei's experience, Ling Feng helped Shao Shi and Ling Chen refine the spirit grass and guide the medicinal power, and their speed increased a lot, and after three hours, the two of them had already begun to practice that simple exercise.

The cruel reality is in front of them, Shao Brothers and Ling Chen can't sense the existence of qi, they don't have immortal fate, and they can't cultivate immortals in this life.

Ling Feng was disheartened, but fortunately, he was originally a little prepared in his heart.