With the participation of the major forces in the world, the entire cultivation world became tense in an instant, and the cultivation world at this moment was like a powder keg, as long as it touched a little spark, it could explode upside down.

Compared with the eagerness of those high-ranking personnel of various forces, those ordinary monks below were like great enemies, and they were nervous.

These low-level monks all knew that if they really got the treasures of the Southern God Descendants, they would definitely not have their own share, and all of them would be taken away by the middle and high-level of the door, and at most they would give a mouthful of leftover soup to drink.

It's really not worth the risk for such a small thing, but they can't help it, they have to carry out the orders from above, otherwise they will be severely punished.

And those scattered cultivators all over the world, although no one forced them to hunt down and kill the descendants of the Southern God, but they have always been poor, and now they finally get a chance to make a fortune, where are they willing to let go easily, one by one they swarmed up, eager to turn over the entire Jinzhou continent.

In the face of interests, where do you care so much, you have long thrown aside the southern god who is usually worshiped as a god, and there is no mercy for the heirs of the southern god, and they are all thinking about getting a piece of the pie from him.

Nanxing Valley, or that waterfall, but there is an extra bluestone house next to it, there are many houses, and a huge courtyard is encircled with bluestone outside, and a stone table is placed in the courtyard, with four small stone benches.

"Sister, sister, there's going to be chaos outside!"

A colorful figure of the sword fell from the sky and fell in the courtyard, and before the person arrived, the voice had already come early!

"Ruping, what is worth yelling at you so much, you almost forgot that you are a girl!"

A plain-clothed figure walked out of the room, and said to the woman who landed in the courtyard with a doting tone.

These two women are the Feng Piao Fu sisters, after their sisters said goodbye to Linfeng in the Zhengqi Palace, they did not return to their hometown to live in seclusion, but came to this South Star Valley.

Feng Ruping once asked her sister puzzled: "Sister, aren't we going back to our hometown? Why did you come here, this is the hermitage of the Southern God, we won't blaspheme the Southern God, right?"

Feng Piaoxu smiled softly at his sister, but the smile seemed to be a little bitter, "Ruping, I like it here, there is no reason, let's live in seclusion here, there are waterfalls, mountains and waters, it couldn't be better, Nanshen seniors won't blame us!"

As casual cultivators, the two sisters have a natural sense of awe for Nanshen, after all, from the moment they stepped on the path of cultivation, they have grown up listening to the story of Nanshen.

Feng Piaoxu has not revealed to his sister that he and Linfeng have been to the Nanshen cemetery, for Linfeng to get the Nanshen exercises, although Linfeng has always refused to admit to Feng Piaoxu, but Feng Piaoxu is not stupid, she saw Linfeng collect the three jade plates.

Because the inheritance of the Nanshen Gong is very important, in order to protect Linfeng, Feng Piaoxu didn't even dare to reveal his own sister.

Feng Piaoxu didn't know why she wanted to live in seclusion in Nanxing Valley, probably because here, Linfeng was completely her alone, although she and Linfeng had only been together alone here for a month.

But now that I think about it, it is the most precious memory in Feng Piaofu's heart, and Linfeng does not accept her love, so she chooses to guard the memories of the two here.

At this moment, Feng Ruping saw her sister come out, and immediately took a breath, then continued: "Sister, now it has been spread all over the outside, saying that there is a descendant of the Southern God, and he is still holding the legendary ancient artifact Immortal Sword in his hand.

Now the Seven Holy Lands have called on all the monks in the world to encircle and hunt down the descendants of the Southern Gods, and many sects have already sent people out to look for them!"

As soon as Feng Piaoxu heard her sister's words, she immediately pulled up a heart, who else can be a descendant of Nanshen, except for Linfeng, she can't think of anyone else who will become a descendant of Nanshen, but she saw with her own eyes that Linfeng got what Nanshen left behind, it must be Nanshen's exercises.

Now that the matter of the Linfeng God Huainan Shen Gong has been exposed, how can Feng Piaoxu not worry, every day and night here, Feng Piaoxu is thinking about Linfeng in his heart.

"It's understandable that the Seven Holy Lands are chasing down the descendants of Nanshen, but why do other sects also want to participate?

While Feng Piaoxu was worried, he couldn't help but think in his heart, and he was very puzzled about the fact that the major factions were chasing and killing the descendants of the Southern God.

"Alas, I can only blame the descendants of the Southern God for being unlucky! Who let him carry the artifact, the Seven Great Sages said, as long as someone captures and kills the descendants of the Southern God, then the items on the body of the Southern God Descendants belong to him, including the Profound Divine Sword, and the Seven Holy Lands will protect this person, if anyone dares to rob without authorization, the Seven Holy Lands will join forces to kill the robber!"

Feng Ruping didn't see the worry in the depths of her sister's eyes, and still opened her mouth to explain, in Feng Ruping's opinion, this is a lively one worth watching.

"So that's the case, but the Seven Holy Lands have always been selfish, aren't these sects afraid that the Seven Holy Lands will regret it when the time comes?"

Feng Piaoxu was already resentful of the major factions in the world at this moment, and secretly scolded the major factions in his heart for being a group of stupid pigs, who were played around by the Seven Holy Lands. Daxia Chinese Network

"Alas, who says no, but these sects are willing to believe, and even enjoy it, what can be done!"

Feng Ruping doesn't seem to have a good impression of the Seven Holy Lands, and she is also ashamed of those famous factions.

"Sister, let's leave Nanxing Valley for the time being, now that the news of the Nanshen heirs has come out, it is estimated that someone will come here soon to check, if they find us, it will be troublesome!"

Feng Piaofu said this out of her own safety, but more out of concern for Linfeng, she wanted to go out to find Linfeng and stay by his side when he was most dangerous.

"Okay! I listen to my sister, now there is a lot of uproar outside because of the matter of the Nanshen heirs, we are really not safe here!"

Feng Ruping did not object, after all, the danger that my sister said did exist, and it was better for the gentleman to leave as soon as possible if he did not stand under the dangerous wall.

The two sisters simply cleaned up, put everything they could use into a storage bag and took it away, and then the two flew towards the vast mountain.

More than a thousand miles away from the garrison of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, where Linfeng was located, a man wearing the uniform of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance was driving a flying sword and quickly flew towards the garrison of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

This man was Huang Shan, who had been interrupted by Elder Hong before, and since he was taught a lesson by Elder Hong that day, Huang Shan held his breath in his heart, and made up his mind to come back to take revenge on Elder Hong, and of course to take revenge on Lin Feng, the culprit.

The broken arm is still not healed, and the bones have been crushed by Elder Hong several times, and they are still aching faintly at the moment.

Huang Shan covered the sore spot on his arm, his eyes were extremely cold, and the hatred in his heart for Elder Hong and Lin Feng went straight to the top of the night again.

"Hong Laogou, the little thief surnamed Xiao, you wait for me, see how I clean you up, I want you to kneel in front of me, you can't survive or die!"

Huang Shan, who was in the air, gritted his teeth and said with hatred, the way a person talking to himself really looked a bit like a neurotic.

The wind in his ears was blowing, very cold and cold, but it could not extinguish the fire of hatred in Huang Shan's heart, nor could it cool down his ardent revenge.

Linfeng is boring guarding at the mountain gate, and Linfeng has been a little absent-minded in the past few days, and he is always wary of people close to him, which makes Linfeng's spirit extremely tired.

There is no one around, and there is no need to be too serious and dull, Linfeng leaned his body softly on the big stone pillar of the mountain gate, which was regarded as finding a place for himself to be lazy and rest.

In the past few days, there have been several waves of monks coming in and out, and there is nothing else, they are all coming to inquire about the descendants of the Southern God.

Every time Linfeng sees these loose cultivators coming at him, his heart will be on fire, and Lao Tzu didn't provoke you, but you want to kill Lao Tzu one by one, which is really too deceitful.

Speaking of which, I still blame myself for not being strong enough, if I can have the cultivation and strength of the Southern God at the beginning, will these people still dare to fight their own ideas? I am afraid that they will tremble when they see themselves, and they will not dare to ask for the Profound Sword if they give it to them.

You people are waiting for me, and when I reign in the world, I must make you bow your heads and admit your mistakes in front of me.

Lin Feng thought so in his heart, but on the surface he was silent, leaning against the pillar, as if he was asleep.

A month of patience has passed, there are only a few days left, I hope that no one will come to trouble me in these days, I just want to keep a low profile now, Lin Feng thought in his mind.

But his mind had already run to the mission hall, thinking that after the end of the guard, he would go to the mission hall to see if there was any task suitable for him, he must go to the vicinity of the Tiansha Sect, there was a task in his body, in the name of performing the task, he could save a lot of trouble, what dangers he encountered on the way, and he could also seek help from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Although the Loose Cultivation Alliance is not very reliable, it is better to have a helper than nothing, and it is better than fighting alone.

Zhu Wen, the eighth lamb, said that he would help him find a good task, but he took a leave of absence, and now he doesn't know where to go, he is really not mistaken, this guy is not reliable at all.

Just when Lin Feng had a chaotic thought in his heart, a streamer shot out in the distance, and Lin Feng felt the fluctuation of mana, and immediately got up and came out to check.

"It's him!" I saw that the person who came quickly showed his figure after landing, it was the Yellow Mountain that had a relationship with Linfeng, although he had only seen one before, but the festival between the two was too big.

When the enemy saw each other, he was very red-eyed, and when Linfeng looked at Huangshan, Huangshan also glared at Linfeng, and the two sides were in an invisible confrontation.