After completing the fusion of the exercises, Ling Feng's combat power naturally increased a lot. However, there is also a hidden danger, that is, the barbarian god immortal body is only a sixth-order lower grade, and it can no longer accommodate the sixth-order mid-grade Canglang Sword Codex, and it is difficult to fuse the water system true element with other system true elements to condense the chaotic true element.

Therefore, Ling Feng had to improve the skill level of the other six attributes, such as the Flame True Skill, to make the seven systems balanced, and then use the system's skill fusion ability to generate a higher-grade exercise with the Barbarian God Immortal Body as the framework. The Canglang Sword Code is a sixth-order exercise, and the other six exercises must be at least fifth-order high-grade, preferably sixth-order.

However, there is no rush at this time. Because the loss of the true element was quite heavy, Ling Feng took out the true water bottle and absorbed the cold ice true water to restore the true element.

Half an hour later, Ling Feng Zhenyuan recovered, got up, and took the Han Jiao Sword and went out.

At the door, the two green-shirted guards suddenly clasped their fists and said, "See the gang leader!"

Ling Feng said: "Don't be polite, you lead the way in front of you and go to the Shadow Hall!"

"Yes, helper!"

A green-shirted guard immediately spoke aloud and immediately led the way.

The main hall of the Qingjiao Gang covers an extremely wide area, with many courtyards and tortuous roads, of which the shadow hall is in the south.

A moment later, Ling Feng came to the door of the hall where the Shadow Hall was located.

At this time, Yin Qianchou was discussing with more than a dozen Dharma protectors and helmsmen how to arrange supervision and defense during tomorrow's wedding.

Ling Feng's wedding is a big deal, and if people with ulterior motives are allowed to get involved, it will cause a big mess.

Immediately, he saw Ling Feng coming, and hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "See the helper!"

The other Dharma protectors and helmsmen also clasped their fists and said, "See the helper!"

"No need to be polite, you go down!"

Ling Feng said with a smile, and after the Dharma protectors and helmsmen went down, he looked at Yin Qianchou and said with a smile: "Brother Yin, you have to worry about the wedding." ”

Yin Qianchou smiled: "The helper is serious, this is all as it should be!"

Immediately, Ling Feng asked, "By the way, what about my disciple?"

Yin Qianchou smiled: "Miss Miao was bored, so she went to the street with Elder Tong Yan, do you want to send someone to call them back?"

Ling Feng sighed and said, "No need, let them have fun!"

He knew that Tong Yan's mood at this time must not be very good, and if he could let Chunmei accompany her, he might be able to untie her heart knot.

Immediately, Ling Feng and Yin Qianchou exchanged about the wedding, and then returned to the courtyard where they lived.

After a while, it was approaching dusk, and Tong Yan and Miao Chunmei came back with many large and small packages, talking and laughing.

Ling Feng's expression was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the two to become close friends so soon.

Immediately, he walked over and said, "Yan'er, you're back, let's eat." ”

"No, we've already eaten outside, you can eat. By the way, I sleep with Chunmei at night, so you can practice well. ”

After Tong Yan finished speaking, she then pulled Miao Chunmei back to the room.

Before leaving, Miao Chunmei turned around, grimaced at him, and smiled smugly.

Ling Feng's face changed, and on weekdays, Tong Yan was obedient and understanding to him. But at this time, he was very cold to him, obviously bewitched by Miao Chunmei. Although this Miao Chunmei has no power to resist, she is still unwilling and wants to block herself.

A moment later, Tong Yan's boudoir. Tong Yan looked worried: "Do you really think it will be useful?"

Miao Chunmei said: "Of course, he will only care about you if you learn to refuse." Otherwise, he will take you as soon as he calls you and lingers away. ”

Tong Yan thought about it, what she couldn't get was the best, she actually knew this, but after she was really with Ling Feng, she had long forgotten it.

At this moment, Ling Feng knocked on the door and said, "Miao Chunmei, you come out." ”

Miao Chunmei didn't dare to refuse Ling Feng's order, so she had to go out. Immediately, the two talked together for half an hour and reached several agreements, and then Miao Chunmei took Ling Feng's gang leader token and quietly left the Qingjiao Gang.

Without Miao Chunmei's troubles, Ling Feng was quickly appeased and rested in Tong Yan's room. The two of them stayed warm for a long time, and Ling Feng seemed to have fallen asleep, but his consciousness had entered the practice copy, and he chose the king-level copy of Exterminating the Southern Barbarians to practice martial arts such as swordsmanship and light skills. At this time, his light power getaway is close to breaking through LV8, and once he breaks through the light power, he will definitely be able to raise a notch again.

The difficulty of the king-level dungeon, the lowest soldier is the best of the day after tomorrow, and the strength of all bosses has been increased to a level, which is very difficult, but it is also very effective for improving martial arts proficiency. After clearing the two dungeons, Ling Feng not only increased his proficiency in Canglang Sword Technique LV8 by 5%, but also broke through to LV8 as he wished.

Getaway LV8: +90% for body style, +90% for evasion. With Ling Feng's original body speed, coupled with a 90% bonus, he had reached an unpredictable level.

Immediately, Ling Feng's consciousness returned to the practice room, continued to comprehend and practice the Golden Crow Burning Sun Diagram, began to visualize the charm of the Golden Crow, quickly condensed the Golden Crow Method, and then condensed the true form of the Golden Crow.

Although the practice room is a virtual consciousness space, it is the same as reality, as long as Ling Feng can condense the Golden Crow Martial Soul in it, he will naturally be able to condense the Golden Crow Martial Soul in the Sea of Knowledge, which is nothing more than consuming some pure yang holy water.

......

Two hours later, in the middle of the night, the stars and the moon were dark, in the eastern city of Cangzhou City, in an ordinary house.

In the dark room, a white long sword hung beside the bed, and a young man in white sat on the bed, closing his eyes and exhaling his luck.

Suddenly, the window opened, and a black-clothed figure flashed and landed in front of the white-clothed young man, half-kneeling, clasping his fists and saying, "Subordinates see Lord Sword Demon!"

The masked man in black had a crisp voice and a delicate body, obviously a woman.

The young man in white remained motionless, as if he had entered a deep retreat.

At this time, the woman in black raised her head, and a black iron dagger fell into her hand from her cuffs, and she suddenly clenched it, hesitated for a long time, but never moved.

After a while, the young man in white suddenly opened his eyes, and with a flick of his fingers, a little blood-colored flame fell on the wick of the oil lamp on the table of the Eight Immortals in the middle, and then the orange light illuminated his handsome face. If Ling Feng was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him as Qin Wu, the son of Yuan Cang Zhenren.

He stared at the man in black, and said with a smile: "Ziyan, why don't you do it, can't you do it?"

Ziyan, the woman in black, said coldly: "If I'm not sure, I won't make a move!"

The other party only gave her three chances to make a move, the first two had failed, and only the last chance, if she wanted to avenge her parents and family, she had to be foolproof.

The young man in white shook his head, looked disappointed, and then smiled: "Since this is the case, then you can help me send a congratulatory gift to my good junior brother." ”

Immediately, he transmitted the plan to Ziyan through his soul thoughts.

After hearing this, Ziyan glanced at the young man in white with disdain, but did not say anything, his figure flashed, passed through the window in the blink of an eye, and the figure kept flickering away, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The young man in white retracted his soul thoughts, the smile on his face disappeared, his eyes were deep, and finally turned into a leisurely sigh, and then a yin wind blew and the lights went out.