Yunhai Sect is thousands of miles away from Yangzhou City. Even if a thousand miles of snow can travel thousands of miles a day, it took Lin Feng ten days to arrive.

However, Lin Feng did not waste these ten days, and walked on a horse in the vast territory. Lin Feng in the previous life had never had such passionate feelings. Before he knew it, his mood had been broken through, and he successfully entered the seventh level of Qi and Martial Arts in martial arts. It was a natural result. In addition, the Nine-level martial arts waves have also been cultivated to the last level, the Nine-level Waves!

Lin Feng now has nearly 8,500 kilograms of powerful power, which is extremely powerful.

Yunhai Sect is located on Yunhai Peak, the main peak of Yunhai Mountain Range. Yunhai Peak is not the highest mountain in the mountain range, but the area is vast. From the sky to the ground, you can see Yunhai Peak is like a city in a mountain, surrounded by the highest Tongtian Mountain Peak, the eight pillars. The Feng Shui is excellent. In the Jiuxiao Continent, Feng Shui is luck.

"Stop, get off the horse and move forward." Two mountain guards stopped Lin Feng at the foot of the mountain and shouted coldly.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and pointed to the figure riding on the horse in front of him and said, "Why don't I see you stop him?"

"Hmph." One of them sneered: "Why are you almost beaten to death compared to other people's inner disciples?"

It turned out that it was because of his identity and strength. Lin Feng smiled. The mountain-guarding disciples of Yunhai Sect were just a decoration, and they were all outer disciples like him. If a guest came, he would go to inform the sect. There was no power to stop people, but it was just a mess, not to mention stopping the sect’s children riding horses.

"The weak are bullied." Lin Feng sneered, not only not dismounted, but instead shook the reins and Qianlixue roared forward.

"Barewell, you dare." The two of them shouted at the same time, trying to stop them, but when Lin Feng fists came out together, a surging force suddenly came, and directly shocked them away.

"If there is a next time, your cultivation will be destroyed." Lin Feng rode past his horse and roared by. Only by using his strength could he have the right to speak. The two mountain guard disciples got up, looked at Lin Feng's leaving figure in horror, and then smiled bitterly. Even the waste was better than them. No wonder they were just mountain guard disciples.

In Yunhai Sect, most young men aged fifteen or sixteen are at the sixth level or seventh level of Qiwu Realm. This is considered ordinary qualifications, and the eighth level of Qiwu Realm is considered excellent. As for the ninth level of Qiwu Realm, they can be called geniuses and are focused on by the sects. As for the martial arts practitioners who can enter the Lingwu Realm at the age of fifteen or sixteen, they can be considered top geniuses in the entire Xueyue Kingdom.

Contrary to those geniuses, if he stayed at the fifth level of Qiwu Realm at the age of fifteen, he could only say that his qualifications were low, and he was the worst talent in Yunhai Sect. Therefore, Lin Feng was named a waste and was ridiculed.

The news of Lin Feng's return soon spread among the children of the Yunhai Sect's outer sect. He was a little famous in the Yunhai Sect. Walking inside the Yunhai Sect, Lin Feng saw the crowd around him and turned a deaf ear and walked straight towards the Yunhai Sect's Star Pavilion.

Xingchen Pavilion is the place where Yunhai Sect stores martial arts and martial arts. Many sects go to Xingchen Pavilion every day, and today is naturally no exception.

"Lin Feng." A voice came, Lin Feng stopped and turned his eyes, and then he saw a young man with a cold face.

"You are so lucky, you are not dead." The young man was Lin Heng, who had claimed Lin Feng's life last time, and Lin Haoran's eldest son.

Lin Feng glanced at Lin Heng and sneered in his heart. He was just the eighth level of Qi Martial Realm. Now, with the seventh level of Qi Martial Realm and the ninth level of waves, he is not inferior to the other party at all. As long as he practices one or two sets of martial arts, he is confident of defeating Lin Heng.

Therefore, Lin Feng ignored Lin Heng and went directly to Xingchen Pavilion, first improving his strength and then taking revenge.

"Next time, I will definitely let you die but not die again." Lin Heng saw Lin Feng ignoring him, a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

There was an old man in front of the Xingchen Pavilion gate, sitting there casually, his eyes were lazy.

"Senior." Lin Feng bowed slightly to the old man. Although the other party was just an old man guarding the pavilion, it was very inconspicuous, but the only one guarding the Star Pavilion. It can be seen that the other party is not as simple as it seems. It is like the sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple Sutra Collection Pavilion in a TV series in a previous life. It is unfathomable. How could Lin Feng, who was a human being in two lifetimes, not understand.

The old man's lazy gaze narrowed slightly, he glanced at Lin Feng in surprise, and then nodded at Lin Feng: "The Seventh-level Qi Martial Realm can only choose martial arts and martial arts on the first floor of Xingchen Pavilion, up to two sets."

"I understand." Lin Feng responded. Xingchen Pavilion was divided into three levels. The disciples with Qiwu Realm had no inner token, so they could only choose the first floor's martial arts and martial arts.

The martial arts and martial arts on the first floor of Xingchen Pavilion are both yellow-level, but there are a lot of them. Here you can find the most suitable martial arts and martial arts for yourself to practice. This is the foundation of the sect, which is not comparable to that of the Lin family.

Lin Feng does not need the martial arts for the time being, so he mainly looks for it on the bookshelf where martial arts are placed.

"Seven Killing Fist, one punch and seven Killing, is suitable for the cultivation of the system martial soul owners."

"Hurricane Slash, with the help of the power of the wind, turns into a wind blade attack, suitable for the owner of Fengwu Soul to practice."

"Manniu Jue, a yellow-level top-grade martial art, suitable for the owner of beast-type martial souls."

Lin Feng looked through the martial arts in his hand and then put them down. His martial soul was a dark martial soul, which could enhance all the qualities of martial arts cultivators, including their comprehension ability. Therefore, there was no limit to him. He could practice any martial arts. This is the pervert of dark martial souls, so he hoped to find powerful martial arts.

"Qingfeng Sword Technique, the sword is like the breeze, light and elegant, and is omnipresent, suitable for the owner of sword martial souls to practice."

Lin Feng's gaze paused slightly. He yearned for the affair of revenge on the sword, so he had an indescribable emotion towards the sword, but this set of Qingfeng sword technique seemed not what he wanted.

"The sword drawing technique is like thunder, and one blow will kill, suitable for the sword-type martial soul owners to practice."

"Sword Drawing." Lin Feng stopped. This sword drawing technique seemed to be different from other sword techniques. What the swordsman wanted the most was the moment he drew the sword, because it wasted time and affected the sword drawing. However, sword drawing technique emphasized that it was necessary to kill the sword drawing. The sword would be bloody when it was released. The moment he drew the sword, the most powerful, and if he failed to hit the sword, it meant failure.

Moreover, the sword drawing technique is not divided into several levels like other martial arts. There is only one level and one action. Draw the sword and kill people. Those who achieve the ultimate will have a sword and drink blood.

"It's all." Lin Feng put away the sword drawing technique and prepared to choose a light body technique. After all, he may guarantee that he can kill with one blow every time. If he fails, he can escape in an instant with good body skills and martial arts, and win buffering time. Moreover, Lingbo Microsteps and flying around the eaves and walls are the dreams of every earthling!

Lin Feng next chose a set of body skills called Floating Light and Skipping Shadows. He practiced to the strongest level and could make his body look like Floating Lights, only seeing shadows but not people.

Lin Feng, who had a good harvest, took two martial arts to the old man in the cabinet to register.

"Sword drawing." The old man shouted in a low voice and said, "Young man, this martial art of sword drawing is the first time someone has selected. You have to know that if someone else's sword has been released, you can draw the sword. It is difficult for you to be faster than the other party. If you are not fast enough, the ending is already destined. It can be said that this martial art is very strong when it is practiced, but the requirements are too high. You must be extremely fast, faster than any opponent, so that you can kill with one blow."

"I understand." Lin Feng knew that the other party was kind enough to remind himself that if the sword was not drawn fast enough, the sword drawing technique would not only fail to draw the sword and drink blood, but would instead have a counterproductive effect and put himself in danger.

"Just be clear. If you are not sure, it's better not to use it randomly. This flash of light is a good body and martial arts." The old man didn't say much and helped Lin Feng register. After all, the martial arts selected in Xingchen Pavilion must be returned within one month and cannot affect other sects who want to practice.

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Lin Feng took over the martial arts and then thanked the old man respectfully.

"Yes." The old man nodded with a smile: "This soft sword can be used as a belt, and it's useless to put it on me. You can take it and play with it."

"Don't thank you, the old man can't stand it. Go and practice." The old man wanted to thank Lin Feng again when he saw that he wanted to thank him, and waved his hand with a smile.

Lin Feng touched his head, took gratitude in his heart, and drew swordsmanship. If he was paired with a soft sword that could hang around his waist, he would definitely be able to kill with one blow.

He smiled at the old man and nodded, then Lin Feng left.
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