Chapter Seventy-Three: You Are My Man

Looking at the white palace on the edge of the cliff from a distance, Ling Feng's brows furrowed slightly, the last time he begged for someone, it was really not pleasant, the bones in his body were still faintly painful, but in the early morning, he was going to come anyway, he breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to move in the direction of the palace.

Passing by the red dust and stopping at the stone stele, Ling Feng thought of the red dust he was carrying, and sighed slightly.

There was no plaque in the white palace, Ling Feng came to the door, this time without Shangguan Feiyu leading, he couldn't go inside directly, he could only wait at the door for the miscellaneous disciples to pass through.

Not long after, Ling Feng was brought into the Guanhai Tower.

It was still that futon, or that hateful back, Dandian Elder Shangguan Wanqing was looking at the sea of clouds, and it seemed that he was waiting for Ling Feng.

"See Elder" Ling Feng arched his hand, he didn't dare to take seriously the last time the other party asked him to call her "aunt and grandmother".

"Hmph, it's really eaten and wiped clean" A heavy snort resounded throughout the entire Guanhai Building, which came from the mouth of Shangguan Wanqing.

"Boy Ling Feng, meet my aunt and grandmother" Ling Feng was secretly a little irritable, but he still patiently said goodbye again.

This time, the madwoman didn't find fault.

"Ling Chen is already my personal disciple, and she is in retreat at the moment, you don't have to worry, she has an excellent Dan Dao talent" This time Shangguan Wanqing couldn't be normal, and said lightly.

As soon as Ling Feng heard this, he knew that this time, he would not be able to see the early morning, and he felt a wave of disappointment in his heart for no reason, and he just wanted to leave here in an instant.

However, the madwoman didn't plan to let Ling Feng leave easily, she saw the shadow of that person from Ling Feng's body, and wanted to keep him by her side, as the shadow of that person, and dispel the lovesickness in her heart. This kid is finally here, of course she has to take a good time.

"I heard that your swordsmanship is very superb, you have defeated Gao Kun and Broken Time Stream in a row, and even resisted the sword that killed Mo Ren, I really want to see it" Shangguan Wanqing's thief heart is not dead, she wants to see if Ling Feng can also use that sword formation.

"I'm sorry, the big competition of the sect is imminent, the kid really doesn't dare to make a move" Ling Feng frowned secretly, this crazy woman will definitely force herself to make a trick, as soon as she comes out of the second form of Qingfeng, she will be drained, and it will take two or three days to recover, and she will be Dabi soon, where she is allowed to make a random move.

"Hmph, your bones don't hurt," Shangguan Wanqing said with a little ferocity.

"The kid really has something unspeakable," Ling Feng knelt on one knee and said earnestly.

Shangguan Wanqing had no choice but to give up when she saw him like this, but she threw out another idea that stunned Ling Feng.

"I'm going to accept you as a personal disciple, how about it," Shangguan Wanqing said a little teasingly.

Ling Feng had mixed feelings in his heart, if he didn't want to, it was fake at that time, it was good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, although it was said that this big tree sometimes had branches and leaves, but after all, it was still a big tree, and it was still a towering kind.

However, Ling Feng still shook his head and rejected the madwoman's kindness, he knew that the madwoman was protecting him.

Shangguan Wanqing was stunned, as long as she said a word, the disciples who wanted to worship themselves as teachers could be lined up from the Dan Hall to the Ying Yuan Palace, this kid actually refused, is he really stupid, or he looks down on himself, glanced at Ling Feng, and said in confusion:

"Why don't you choose to be my disciple, you know, there are many benefits"

Ling Feng smiled slightly, full of confidence, and replied respectfully:

"Aunt and Grandma Xie's kindness, I now have a lot of enemies, both bright and dark, as soon as I get under your wing, I don't dare to jump out, I don't have pressure, I like to uproot them"

Shangguan Wanqing didn't continue, closed her eyes, and motioned for Ling Feng to leave.

Under the leadership of the miscellaneous disciple, Ling Feng slowly walked out of the Dan Palace, and just as Ling Feng was about to leave, a young female miscellaneous disciple called out to him, handed him a jade box, and ordered him to open it only after he returned.

This time when he went to the Dan Palace, not only did he not see it in the early morning, but he didn't even see Shangguan Feiyu, Ling Feng was slightly stunned, and the people around him left him one by one.

With a hint of gloom, Ling Feng returned to his courtyard in one breath, closed the door, and took out the jade box.

Ling Feng slowly opened the jade box, there was a jade talisman inside that was very similar to the one he received when he entered the outer door, only to see the words "Dandian" depicted on the front, and "personal inheritance" depicted on the back, Ling Feng shook his head slightly, and put away the jade talisman. This thing is used well, and it can save lives when it is critical.

Under the jade talisman, there is also a note with Juanxiu's font reading: You are my person.

Slightly restraining his mind and calming his emotions, Ling Feng began to comprehend the Sword of Water with all his strength.

There is no time for cultivation, tomorrow is the great competition of the sect, Ling Feng stopped cultivating, and spent the whole day in the courtyard leisurely drinking tea, he was waiting, waiting for a nasty person.

Ling Feng waited from morning to night, it seemed that those people were a little hesitant, after all, during this period of time, he made a big fuss in the mission hall, teased the Dan Palace, and his reputation was already stinky, and more importantly, all this revealed that he was a person who was not afraid of death. When a person is not even afraid of death, and some people threaten him with death, will it be too stupid.

However, don't think too smartly about it, because the person Ling Feng wanted to wait for had already quietly stood opposite him.

"Greetings, Elder Han," Ling Feng said respectfully.

"No need to be polite, we will be our own people in the future, I brought you a task" It was the ordinary elder of the outer gate, Han Tianran, who was in the early stage of foundation building, he looked arrogant and said to Ling Feng commandingly.

After speaking, Han Tianran handed Ling Feng a note, and then hurriedly left.

Looking at Han Qianran's departing back, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth turned up, revealing a hint of disdain, such stupidity, how can it become a big thing, I am afraid that at this moment, I am afraid that I have not gone to other disciples and left the same note as in my own hand.

Just as Ling Feng guessed, Han Tianran went to two or three courtyards in succession, all of them were the leaders of the outer courtyard, and left the same note, but not every family was afraid of him, and one of them directly blasted him out.

Ling Feng slowly opened the note, there were six words on it, two names, "Hua Ruxue" on the top and "Dai Muen" on the bottom, the two Ling Feng had never heard of the name, and there was no other information. I was secretly annoyed by Han Ran, and I wanted to let myself help you do things, so you might as well collect a little information.

A trace of spiritual power fluctuation at his fingertips turned into a cluster of flames, burning the note into ashes, Ling Feng clapped his hands, and had his own idea in his heart.

Looking at the sun slanting in the west, Ling Feng still drank tea quietly in the courtyard, he didn't like wine, because he would think of a lot of things when he drank wine, some of them were just hidden in his heart, or tea was good, it could make people feel a hundred times more energetic, and he wouldn't talk nonsense.

After drinking cup after cup, Ling Feng felt that there might not be another Han Tianran coming today, which made him very disappointed, he would enter the inner door sooner or later, and sooner or later he would step into the True Inheritance, and it would be better to contact them as soon as possible.

Touching the jade talisman of his own disciple in his arms, Ling Feng was indifferent in his heart, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you now, they are all paper tigers and horses.

After instructing the miscellaneous servants to pack up their things, Ling Feng slowly returned to the room and took out a list from Yu Jue, which was one of the two lists that Chen Qi had given him at the beginning;

Ling Feng looked at them one by one, and soon saw "Hua Ruxue" and "Dai Muen", slamming his palm on the table beside him, secretly hating Han for being shameless in his heart, didn't he let himself die.

It was recorded on the original list that "Hua Ruxue" had its own fate and got the mantle of "Ice Cold Real Man", known as the Snow Cold Sword, and the general foundation building monks did not dare to plunder its edge;

Ling Feng took a deep breath, this divine sword, there is the meaning of solicitation, it is obviously to use himself as cannon fodder, and he is unhappy for a while, sooner or later, one day you will often feel like this.

Angry to angry, Ling Feng still looked at the list one by one, as for what to do, he knew in his heart.

Half a day later, Ling Feng had already memorized every name on the list, took out another list, glanced at it roughly, and looked at the dense names on it, Ling Feng was shocked.

This list was also given to Ling Feng by Chen Qi, and the names on it were all people who had taken refuge in the recent past. After a period of screening, Chen Qi felt that it was quite reliable, and all marked a horizontal line under the name.

Ling Feng roughly counted that there were more than three hundred people, and as far as Ling Feng knew, there were more than two thousand disciples in the outer courtyard, and there were about five thousand people plus miscellaneous servants. It is really not easy for a small force in private to develop 300 Dao people.

This time in the sect competition, Chen Qi did not participate, but he did not deduct much from the sect's contributions, for the old disciples, the sect turned a blind eye to it. Chen Qi knew that he would be eliminated if he went up, so it was better to take the opportunity to gather more people and use them for Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was slightly moved in his heart, and asked the handyman to call Chen Qi over.