Lin Feng didn't think that he just saved some mortals casually, but he didn't know that the village below was actually the Qinghe Village he was looking for, and Mu Tie and Mu Yan were still there. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"There's no one else in this luck, and it would be nice if this luck could be related to the artifact mission. ”

casually changed her appearance, that is, the mask of the middle-aged woman, and Lin Feng fell.

Mu Tie thought that he would die this time, but he knew that in the blink of an eye, these disciples of the Ghost King Sect were destroyed, and what was even more amazing was that the person who destroyed the disciples of the Ghost King was the senior he had been talking about for ten years.

After a long pause, Mu Tie finally came back to his senses and hurriedly saluted: "Mu Tie to meet his seniors, Yan'er, come quickly, meet his seniors." ”

Mu Yan came out of the house and glanced at Lin Feng carefully, but was slapped on the head by Mu Tie: "What do you think, don't kneel down and kowtow." ”

Mu Tie has always been unconfident, after all, his daughter is just a pseudo-spiritual root, Mu Tie felt a powerful aura from Lin Feng, far beyond the senior masters he had seen in his memory, in his mind, such a senior master was very harsh in accepting apprentices, he was afraid that Mu Yan would not perform well and provoke Lin Feng.

Lin Feng Ren Muyan kowtowed three times, and then stretched out his hand and asked her to get up: "Get up." ”

"Senior, are you here to bring the little girl into the sect this time?" Mu Tie asked cautiously.

"Of course, but I have to ask, Mu Yan, are you willing to join my Fengwu Sect?"

Of course Mu Yan is willing, if she is unwilling, it is estimated that her father will tear her first.

"In that case, then let me go, and let's go back to the sect. Lin Feng took off the cloud satin and motioned for Mu Yan to come up, Mu Yan hesitated and asked, "Senior, what about my father?"

Before Lin Feng could speak, Mu Tie was already anxious, he said with red eyes: "Yan'er, as long as you can enter the senior's door, I am already satisfied, hurry up and go with the seniors, don't worry about Dad, Dad's old bones can live for a few more years, when will you come back to see Dad." ”

"Daddy... Yan'er is reluctant to be a father, I don't want to cultivate immortals, I've always been with my father. ”

Mu Tie raised his hand, wanting to give Mu Yan a slap, but he was reluctant, and finally said to Lin Feng: "Senior, please wait for a while, I'll talk to her." ”

Lin Feng frowned slightly, and said, "Mu Tie, right? How old are you this year?"

"Back to the seniors, the juniors have seven out of fifty. ”

Lin Feng inspected his attributes, his roots and qualifications were okay, although he was not excellent, but they were all above one hundred and eighty, and his current realm was ten layers of Qi cultivation, the inner disciples couldn't be it, and the outer disciples were still fine.

Lin Feng wanted Mu Yan to take him away from the mortal plane, this father and daughter had a good relationship, so they could simply get started together, anyway, it wasn't too much for him to have an outer disciple.

"Mu Tie, since Mu Yan is reluctant to let you go, I don't want to separate your father and daughter, Mu Tie, let me ask you, are you willing to join my Fengwu Sect as an outer disciple?"

Mu Tielen paused for a moment, his face showed ecstasy, and he quickly nodded: "Junior... The disciple is willing. ”

"Okay, then I'll take you back to the sect now. ”

Lin Feng grabbed Mu Tie and Mu Yan with his hands, flew to the outside of the village and stopped, then chose to build a sub-sect, then promoted to the second level, built the plane portal, and motioned for the two of them to enter.

The father and daughter were shocked, and they couldn't imagine that there was such a means in this world.

When they entered the portal, Lin Feng chose to destroy the sect, of course he couldn't leave the sect, he had to use the functions of the system to return.

Just as he was about to return to the main sect, Lin Feng's heart suddenly moved, and he looked at the sky, he felt a powerful aura in the distance.

"This breath, Jindan Monk? or the middle stage, the breath is treacherous and cold, it should be the demon cultivator of the Ghost King Sect, is it passing by?"

Lin Feng was sure that the disciples of the Ghost King Sect that he had killed had definitely not sent any information, so this Jindan Demon Cultivator should have just passed by.

Lin Feng groaned slightly, and decided not to leave first, he had to try his current combat power on this Jindan Demon Cultivator, so Lin Feng's breath poured out, and he did not hide his existence.

As a Jindan real person, he was quite sensitive/sensitive to the changes around him, and that Jindan Demon Cultivator immediately sensed Lin Feng's existence, and he hesitated slightly and flew towards here.

"I don't know which fellow Daoist is here?" In the distance, the Jindan Demon Cultivator had already transmitted the voice, and his voice was hoarse and erratic, showing his powerful cultivation.

Lin Feng also flew into the sky, and said with a long smile unceremoniously: "There is no need to make friendships, Demon Dao monks, everyone will be punished." ”

"It turned out to be the remnants of the Seven Sects, and they dared to come back in the early stage of Jindan. "The person who came stopped when he approached, it was a middle-aged man who looked to be only in his thirties, but the age of immortal cultivators rarely matched their appearance, and most of them who could become Jindan were about one or two hundred years old, and even four or five hundred years old.

The Demon Cultivators of the Ghost King Sect are mostly gloomy and weird because of their cultivation exercises, and the same is true of this Demon Cultivator, the body shape is like a bamboo pole, it looks as thin as firewood, and the palms of the two hands like chicken claws are pitch black, obviously cultivating some kind of special Demon Dao Exercises, but what most provokes Lin Feng is that he is closely followed by a bewitching female corpse, this female corpse has her eyes closed, her whole body is not half a wisp, and the female corpse's arms are brushed against her body during her actions, making a burst of gold and iron resonance.

The middle-aged man's eyes were rolling wildly, Lin Feng knew that he was checking whether there was an ambush around, and after a while, the middle-aged man's expression was relieved.

"Cha wipe clearly, I'm enough to deal with a scum like you. Of course, Lin Feng knew that the middle-aged man was probing around just now.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and then he also smiled sadly: "A little girl, your mouth is still quite hard, when I refine you later, I really want to see if you can still have a hard mouth, I Zhou usually like to kill you like to kill a female monk like you who profess to be righteous, watching you wail and cry in pain under the ghost fire of the real person." ”

Lin Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore, Xuanyuan Sword came out, Lin Feng pointed forward, Xuanyuan Sword cut out the sword and slashed it directly.

"A little sword art can dare to be embarrassed..."The middle-aged man said disdainfully, and then his face changed.

Lin Feng was cautious here, Xuanyuan Sword was relatively slow at first, and then slammed into the middle-aged man's face at a speed of nearly ten times that of the previous one.

At such a speed, the Zhuji monk could not reflect it, but the middle-aged man was a mid-Jindan monk, and in a flash of lightning, the middle-aged man let out a deep sigh, stretched out his hand and crossed in front of him, a grimace roared out, and the Xuanyuan sword directly slashed the grimace, and the sound of Qingyue's gold and iron resonance resounded for dozens of miles.

"The little girl is insidious enough. The middle-aged man still had palpitations, if it weren't for his own means, this sword would have to suffer a big loss.

But he was too proud, Xuanyuan's sword body suddenly exploded, and the middle-aged man knew it as soon as he heard this sound, and sure enough, several thick thunderbolts came out of Xuanyuan's sword, crackling and exploding on the grimace, blowing the grimace to pieces.

"Thunder magic weapon. The middle-aged man was a little frightened, as a demon monk, the most hated thing was the thunder system, whether it was a spell or a magic weapon.