"There has been no news about you for three hundred years. There are widespread rumors that you have died. Although the rumors are not true, you seem to have been injured."
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen squinted his eyes and looked at King Dapeng.
Dao injuries are injuries left in the body by the Dao of Heaven.
Once a monk is injured, it is difficult to cure it with medicine or stone.
It is said that even if you take the elixir of immortality, it cannot heal Taoist injuries in your body.
Only by searching for the origin of the Dao and filling the gaps in the Dao wounds in the body can we be cured.
"Fellow Taoist's eyes are as bright as a torch." King Dapeng nodded. He never denied it.
The four powerful men couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
It is rumored that a person who suffers from Taoist injuries will live no more than ten years.
King Dapeng has disappeared since three hundred years ago, and it is likely that he suffered a Taoist injury at that time.
How unbelievable is his cultivation level to be able to suppress Taoist injuries for three hundred years without dying?
If it weren't for the Tao injury, King Dapeng's cultivation would have been unpredictable.
However, the injury on King Dapeng made Xiang Hongtu, Taoist Priest Yuanzhen, and Chu Dongchen breathe a sigh of relief.
If King Dapeng didn't have Daoshang, they might not be able to match King Dapeng together.
But now, King Dapeng has wounds on his body, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Xiang Hongtu said with a smile, "We don't know each other today without fighting. King Dapeng, please come in and we can talk inside."
King Dapeng nodded and entered the hall.
At this time, Xiang Hongtu said, "You all go out and wait in the side hall."
This is a negotiation between the five giants, and obviously the others are not qualified to stay here.
The people from the Mo family invited everyone to go into the side hall to rest.
Taoist Master Yuan Zhen brought two young Taoist priests. One of them was fat, with a fleshy face and yellow eyes. If it weren't for the Taoist robes he was wearing, he really didn't look like a Taoist priest.
The other person is thin and has a stern look.
Chu Dongchen was followed by a young master named Chu Jian. This man was in his mid-twenties and was the leader of the younger generation of the Chu family.
Xiang Zijie, two young Taoist priests and Chu Jian gathered together and talked in low voices.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, was sitting on the other side with the nephew of the Golden-winged Dapeng King.
"Lin Feng, what do you call this brother?" Lin Feng clasped his fists.
Seeing that it was the young monk who had spoken to his uncle and nephew at the Longling Inn the day before, the nephew of the Golden-winged Dapeng King showed a smile. He also clasped his fists and said, "Jin Shengyuan, thank you very much for helping me yesterday, Brother Lin."
The uncle and nephew argued hard with each other."
Lin Feng said, "Brother Jin, you're polite, but I can't stand the domineering attitude of this Mo family member."
At this time, Mo Yu led several maids carrying tea into the main hall, nodded and bowed and said, "Masters, this is snow tea, a specialty of the snowy region. It is cool and refreshing. Please taste it."
Lin Feng took a sip of snow tea and felt a refreshing feeling sweep through his body. Snow tea, which is abundant in the ice and snow, naturally has something extraordinary about it.
"Mr. Jin, I have offended many things in the past. I would like to ask Mr. Jin not to care about the faults of others and not to be on the same level as me." Mo Yu came over and carefully apologized.
Now that he knew the identity of the uncle and nephew of King Golden-winged Dapeng, he was almost scared out of his wits.
I came to apologize at this moment, thinking of making up for it.
"That's all, I'm too lazy to argue with you about this," Jin Shengyuan said coldly.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Jin." Mo Yu quickly saluted and then left.
Lin Feng said, "Among such aristocratic families, there are many people who pretend to be powerful and rely on others' power."
Jin Shengyuan said, "That's true. In my opinion, dealing with such people is dirtying one's own hands."
Jin Shengyuan is the nephew of King Dapeng, and he is the genius of the younger generation of the Demon Clan. Although he looks to be less than twenty years old and a few years younger than Lin Feng, he has been following King Dapeng for many years and has seen a lot.
Jin Shengyuan naturally has his pride.
"It seems that Xiang Hongtu, Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen and Chu Dongchen may join forces. I wonder if my mother-in-law will join forces with Senior Dapeng King."
Lin Feng glanced at Xiang Zijie and others gathered together and couldn't help but frown slightly.
"well……".
Jin Shengyuan sighed, with a sad look on his face, obviously worried about his uncle.
"Senior has been injured for many years, right? Is there still no cure found?" Lin Feng asked.
"The Dao is lacking, and Dao injuries are difficult to heal. My uncle heard that the snow dragon occupies a mysterious cave, and in the cave, there is the origin of the Dao, so he came here. Now my uncle's injury is becoming more and more serious, and it has reached the point where there is no need to delay. I hope that this time he can
I successfully found the origin of the Dao and treated my uncle's injuries. I'm worried that if I delay it any longer, my uncle's body will not be able to bear the Dao injuries in his body."
Jin Shengyuan said worriedly.
If it had been anyone else, he would have died within ten years of being injured.
And King Dapeng has persisted for three hundred years.
Even if he is as powerful as King Dapeng, he can't hold on any longer.
"Don't worry, we can definitely find the origin of the Dao and cure the senior's Dao injuries," Lin Feng said.
"Haha, even if the origin of the great avenue can be found, it is not certain who will belong to it. Besides, if such a treasure is used by a sick man, it will be too much of a waste."
At this time, a strange voice came out.
Xiang Zijie curled his lips and glanced at Lin Feng and Jin Shengyuan with contemptuous eyes.
Xiang Zijie had always felt aggrieved when he saw King Dapeng defeating Xiang Hongtu, the ancestor of the Xiang family, with a serious injury. Now when he heard Lin Feng and Jin Shengyuan talking about King Dapeng's injury, he couldn't help but sarcastic.
"Xiang Zijie, who do you think is sick?"
Jin Shengyuan stood up, his eyes were cold, and the demonic power in his body was circulating. It was obvious that Jin Shengyuan was on the verge of going berserk.
"Everyone knows who the sick man is."
Xiang Zijie sneered.
"You are looking for death..." Jin Shengyuan shouted angrily. He wanted to take action, but Lin Feng stopped him.
"Brother Lin, don't stop me." Jin Shengyuan gritted his teeth, with burning anger in his eyes.
Lin Feng said, "Brother Jin, have you ever heard of this sentence?"
Jin Shengyuan looked at Lin Feng doubtfully and asked, "What are you talking about?".
"A dog bites a person, but a person cannot bite a dog." Lin Feng said with a smile.
Everyone was stunned.
Jin Shengyuan laughed and said, "Yes, if a person is bitten by a dog, if he bites him again, wouldn't he become a dog?"
"Boy, do you dare to call me a dog?".
Xiang Zijie came back to his senses and realized that Lin Feng was mocking him. Xiang Zijie's eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.
"Did I scold you? I was scolding a dog, and I was a shameless dog."
Lin Feng sneered, "That dog's elder was repelled against a man who was seriously injured. That dog actually had the nerve to put on a condescending attitude and mock the senior master who was seriously injured.
A young junior is so sarcastic and sarcastic towards a senior master, without even understanding the most basic rules and etiquette. I really don’t know how the family cultivated such a piece of shit. It really brings a disgrace to the family.”
"Boy, I'm going to tear you to pieces..." Xiang Zijie roared angrily and walked towards Lin Feng, with overwhelming murderous intent exuding from his body.
This chapter has been completed!