Ling Feng's Xuanyin soul power took advantage of the situation to enter the sea of consciousness of the bitter precept monk. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the sea of knowledge, the soul of the monk of the bitter precept condensed into a golden statue of Donkey Kong.

Ling Feng was slightly shocked in his heart, this Bitter Ring Monk's Divine Soul cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, and it was already close to the seven-star level.

However, what surprised him even more was that the black aura on the golden body was entangled, constantly drilling out of the golden body, turning into distorted grimaces, and emitting a resentful Devil May Cry sound.

The bitter monk ran the golden Buddha light, and the black grimaces were annihilated by the Buddha's light, but there would still be black gas coming out of his golden body, and the black gas of the Buddha and the golden body were one!

"It's so weird, no matter how you look at this Donkey Kong Immortal Golden Body, it looks like an evil skill!"

This thought popped up in Ling Feng's heart, and he immediately evolved the Xuanyin Soul Power into a deep black flame, and began to refine the black qi on the Donkey Kong Immortal Golden Body of the Bitter Ring Monk!

The wisps of black qi were easily refined by the Dark Flame, and at this time, the bitter monk also understood that Ling Feng wanted to help him, so he gave up resisting and just hid a little core intent.

Ling Feng continued to refine the sixth-order Immortal Flame during this time, and the power of his own Immortal Flame was already close to the fifth-order level, but fortunately, his control power was meticulous, so he did not completely refine the golden body of the Bitter Ring Monk.

About half an hour later, all the black qi was completely refined by Ling Feng's Dark Flame, and the Xuanyin Soul Power was withdrawn.

At this time, the golden body method of the bitter precept monk has shrunk a lot, but it has become more condensed and pure. He folded his hands and said, "Thank you for the kindness of Lord Lin, the old man will not dare to forget!"

Ling Feng said indifferently: "Master doesn't have to be polite, but this can only cure the symptoms, if you want to cure the root cause, unless the master transfers to other exercises!"

Immediately, he took out a golden Zen staff, handed it to the bitter monk, and said: "This Tianlong Zen staff is a divine weapon, for the time being, I borrowed you, and it will be yours in nine years, I hope you will use it to guard the Qingjiao Gang!"

He was going to the northern grasslands this time, worried that someone would take action against the Qingjiao Gang. And the Donkey Kong immortal golden body cultivated by the bitter monk is already the pinnacle of refining, plus this Tianlong Zen staff, the martial arts combat power is already at the level of the human list, and it should be enough to support the Frog Jiao Gang.

The bitter monk nodded and said, "The old man will definitely live up to his trust!"

After a pause, Ling Feng said again: "By the way, the peony flower festival in Luohe County is almost here, when the time comes, you can ask Hall Master Yin to go on my behalf and buy a batch of peony flowers!"

This year is a leap February, so it's only the third day of April. He promised Jiang Yuqing to go to the Peony Flower Club, but the time of this mission may not be short, and I am afraid that he will not be able to return.

The bitter monk nodded yes.

Immediately, Ling Feng didn't go to see the others, so he rode his horse to the northern grassland.

On the way, he counted the results.

Kill Yan Jun to gain 1750 Essence and 3210 Chivalry.

Kill 36 ghost pawns and gain 1050 essence points and 1790 chivalry points.

Ling Feng gained a total of 2,800 Essence Points and 5,000 Chivalry Points.

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The next afternoon, the sun was scorching, and the Gobi Desert was in the middle of it.

The dust was flying, and there was not a trace of water in sight, except for the occasional few dead grasses.

A scar-faced young man in a yellow shirt with a knife at his waist rode a tall white horse to the north.

The scar-faced young man is naturally the disfigured Ling Feng, and the seat is naturally the white dragon horse.

Despite the bad weather, Hakuryuka's talent is stamina, so his speed didn't suffer much.

About half an hour later, a fairly green grassland appeared in Ling Feng's eyes, and more than a dozen sheep were grazing with their heads down.

He looked up into the distance, where there was also a dense white tent, and as far as his eyes could see, it was already a bazaar.

A moment later, Ling Feng hurried over. Approaching the bazaar, he turned over and dismounted, and led the horse in.

There are barbarians dressed in grassland costumes everywhere, and the scar-faced young man's Central Plains costume is eye-catching, and pedestrians are looking sideways and pointing.

Ling Feng turned a blind eye, walked to the door of a restaurant, led the white dragon horse into the stable, and found a seat to sit down.

A green-clothed girl dressed as a maid approached and said in Beidi's language, "Guest officer, what do you need?"

(The barbarians of the northern steppes are collectively known as Beidi, and have formed a unified language.) ）

Ling Feng also replied in fluent Beidi language: "Bring me a piece of mutton and a pot of wine!"

The reason why he can speak the Beidi language is that he spent 400 chivalrous points (20% off) from the system mall to exchange the skill Beidi LV1 (1/100) from the system, and then used 600 essence points to increase it to LV3 (1/1000).

At this time, Ling Feng still has 2200/10000 left, deducting the consumption of exchanging human skin masks*2 and fusing the Nether Ghost Step, his chivalrous value at this time is 513300/856330.

A moment later, the maiden brought a roast leg of lamb and milk wine.

Ling Feng probed his skills, made sure that it was not poisonous, and began to eat.

At this time, a group of men with swords at their waists suddenly broke in. The leader was a bearded man in blue, he stared at Ling Feng and said in fluent Kyushu Chinese: "Boy, if you want to live, you can be captured!"

Ling Feng smiled: "If I were you, I would definitely ask my subordinates to test it first, and I wouldn't be so reckless in looking for death!"

"Look for death!"

The blue-clothed man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he suddenly drew his knife and slashed at Ling Feng. For the Beidi barbarians, the Central Plains people are two-legged sheep, and they can kill them if they want to.

Ling Feng's right hand flashed, and a pair of chopsticks caught the blade.

The man in blue used all his strength, but he couldn't move the blade at all.

His face changed, and he shouted, "Let's go together!"

After that, five or six big men swung their knives up, and the girl next to them was so frightened that they hid behind Ling Feng.

Ling Feng let go of his chopsticks, but with a sudden kick, he kicked the table over and smacked the blue-clothed man into the air.

Immediately, a bright knife light suddenly flashed, no one could see the trajectory of the blade, but the five big men screamed at the same time, and each dropped a bloody arm.

At this moment, a dagger with a flickering cold light quietly appeared on the cuffs of the green-clothed girl behind Ling Feng, and it quickly stabbed at the back of Ling Feng's neck!

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce his neck, Ling Feng suddenly lowered his head, avoided the dagger, and at the same time turned sideways, and slapped his left hand on the chest of the girl in green.

With a click, all the bones in the girl's body were broken, and she was instantly breathless!

The man in blue was so frightened that his face was bloodless, and he fled out of the door.

Several other big men with broken arms also picked up their arms and fled quickly.

"Spoiled!"

Ling Feng patted the dust on his clothes, put the knife into the sheath, and prepared to leave.

At this time, there was a burst of applause, and a beautiful woman walked in slowly, smiled, and said, "Sure enough, she is worthy of being a swordsman who dares to come to the grassland!"

Ling Feng glanced at the woman, this woman was wearing delicate and gorgeous, colorful Di Ren women's clothes, and her status seemed to be not low. Ling Feng smiled: "Beauty, aren't you afraid that your beautiful head will become a trophy of mine?"