A middle-aged man slowly walked out of the secret room in response to Lan Lingxi's voice;
The man has a tall and straight posture, sharp eyes, and a stern face that is extremely majestic. He is dressed in a black robe with embroidered pictures of mountains and rivers, which shows his majesty as a king.
The man came directly in front of everyone. Just standing like this was already extremely oppressive, like a towering city wall standing there, making it difficult for people to climb and intimidating.
Feeling the terrifying aura faintly emanating from the middle-aged man.
Lan Lingxi's eyes were filled with surprise: "Master, have you broken through the shackles of the 'Nine Tribulations of Hell Fire Technique'?"
The green wooden staff and the purple gold hook both stepped forward, cupped their hands and said, "Congratulations to the leader for your further strength."
The middle-aged man smiled majestically and waved his hand with some humility, "This breakthrough was possible thanks to Mr. Zhu's finding in ancient books the auxiliary effect of the Blazing Heart Crimson Fruit in practicing the Nine Tribulations of Hell Fire Technique. Otherwise,
I am afraid that I will be shackled for many more years."
The green wooden staff quickly handed over his hand, almost flattered.
"Master~" Seeing that she was being left out, Lan Lingxi pouted and stepped forward, coquettishly saying: "Ling'er is in trouble~"
The middle-aged man pinched Lan Lingxi's face lovingly and said lovingly: "Who dares to have the courage to offend our little fox?"
During the questioning, his eyes wandered around and fell on the green wooden staff and the purple gold hook.
The two men bowed quickly, an uncontrollable look of panic flashing across their faces.
"It's not Grandpa Zhu and the others," Lan Lingxi quickly explained: "It's the two pigs that Ling'er met recently. Ling'er's scheme against them failed twice in a row."
There was a hint of stubbornness and dissatisfaction in his words.
"What kind of pig has such ability?" A flash of astonishment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
Lan Lingxi immediately stated everything that happened.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his hand and signaled the green wooden staff and the purple gold hook to leave first.
After the two left, the middle-aged man's expression became obviously serious, and he murmured: "Long Yuan is the friend of that boy who played with the hammer? Even Bihaijian died because of these two people? Those who also protected Feilong back then?"
A little kid? With a bow and arrow, not only did he kill Kuang Xiong and the others, but he also fell into the hands of Lao Yan?"
Lan Lingxi stepped forward and took the middle-aged man's arm;
Because there were no outsiders in the room, she was obviously much softer in her coquettish behavior at this moment. Although she was only a third of the grievance, she burst into tears and sobbed pitifully: "Yes, Daddy, do you want it?"
Stand up for Ling'er, capture these two for Ling'er, and torture them to death."
Lan Jitian looked embarrassed, "Since they are involved in Long Yuan, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with them."
"Dad~" Lan Lingxi shook her arms and sobbed: "The prestige that my daughter has finally established and the attitude of a superior who has no plans to do anything can't fall into the hands of these two."
Lan Jitian smiled and joked: "Are you sure it's just because of this? It's not just because of this person's archery skills?"
Seeing that her worries were exposed, Lan Lingxi stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "My daughter is just a little curious. The bow that my father gave me back then was not used by my daughter now. The arrows shot with it are no longer useful."
It is impossible to hunt powerful ferocious beasts, but that man can easily kill Yama Suo with arrows. Isn't dad a little bit curious about such a strange method?"
A ray of light flashed in Lan Jitian's eyes, and he said meaningfully: "My father has told you a long time ago that although bows and arrows are not as powerful as swords, they are not as weak as you think. If you can find high-quality ones,
Materials, it is possible that the arrows shot can hurt a soul master at the Heavenly Soul Realm level..."
"No, no," Lan Lingxi interrupted: "Dad, you are trying to fool me again. You told me that the 'Lingxi Bow' you gave me was made from a Heavenly Soul Beast Demon Rhinoceros, plus various rare
Forged from cast materials, if you use such materials to make swords, you can cast them into a heavenly grade one, so how can you get a higher grade?"
"Is it possible that you want to say that the bow and arrow in that man's hand are at the level of a saint?"
Lan Jitian shook his head and said bluntly: "The high-quality materials that Dad is talking about do not refer to high or low grades, but those materials that are suitable for the purpose of bows and arrows, such as those used to cast the bow body to increase the poundage.
Materials, materials that can be combined to make the bow string more elastic and tough, etc.”
Lan Lingxi was a little confused, shaking her little head, "I don't understand~"
Lan Jitian laughed and elaborated: "For example, the strength of ordinary people is quite different. If two adult men in similar physical condition are each holding an ax to chop wood, and one person is polishing it ten times.
"It's sharp, but it's dull until someone sharpens it, so who do you think is easier to chop wood?"
Lan Lingxi answered without hesitation: "Of course it's the man holding the sharp axe. Even if the sharp ax is not exerted very hard, it can split the wood just by falling from a height."
Lan Jitian nodded with satisfaction: "The same principle applies to bows and arrows. If the bows and arrows in the hands of the person you mentioned are made of special materials, and the bows and arrows themselves can impart speed, then through the power of his Heavenly Soul Realm,
With indoctrination and supplemented by formation speed, there is indeed a chance to shake the soul masters at the level of the Killing Sky Soul Realm."
"But it shouldn't be to the extent that you stated that you can kill the enemy in an instant without being able to catch it. That old boy Zijingou was probably too panicked and exaggerated."
Lan Lingxi was even more confused, "What kind of special materials do you need to achieve this level?"
"Is there anything in the world that is more resilient than the tendons of my violent demon rhinoceros?"
Lan Jitian laughed, "The world is so big and there are so many beasts, so what does a violent demon rhinoceros mean?"
After hearing this, Lan Lingxi's eyes brightened significantly, and she spoke with covetousness: "Dad! I want his bow! I really, really want it!"
"Okay~" Lan Jitian smiled bitterly and touched his daughter's head, "If Linger wants it, then dad will find a way to get it for you."
Lan Lingxi asked angrily: "My father has now reached the eighth level of the Nine Tribulations of Hellfire Kung Fu. Can he defeat Long Yuan's Qingtian?"
Lan Jitian smiled proudly, held his head high and said four words: "No, I'll say it!"
Lan Lingxi immediately jumped for joy, "Ling'er knows that daddy is the most powerful in the world."
Listening to his daughter's praise, the smile on Lan Jitian's face became even brighter, "If it hadn't been for my father's carelessness and losing half of Qingtian's moves, I'm afraid the situation of the Fujiyuan Forest has changed now. The title of the first soul hunting division belongs to me, Black Fox!"
Lan Lingxi clenched her little fists, full of longing, "Then Dad, can we take advantage of Ling'er's previous plan and kill them in Longyuan Camp in one go?"
Lan Jitian frowned, waved his hand and said: "Why kill him in the camp? Destroying the Longyuan Soul Hunting Group will not do us any good. If Qingtian, Jihuang and the others die, our Black Fox will even sit on it. It’s hard to stay in the number one position for long.”
"Why?" Lan Lingxi was puzzled, "We are already number one, who can threaten us?"
Lan Jitian took a deep breath and said, "Do you know what he said to my father that day after he was defeated by Qingtian's men by half a move?"
Lan Lingxi shook her head and blinked her little eyes full of confusion.
Lan Jitian said angrily: "That guy actually claimed that he never cared about the title of the First Soul Hunter Group."
"Hypocrisy!" Lan Lingxi spat disdainfully, "If he doesn't care, why doesn't he let me out?"
Lan Jitian said, "Who do you think my father is? If he really gives in, my father will still look down upon him!"
After a pause, he said seriously: "Actually, Dad knows that his words are not high-sounding hypocrisy. Although we and Long Yuan are considered to be the top soul hunting divisions in this Vine Abyss Forest, looking at it, In the entire continent, it would be difficult for us, the Black Fox, to even squeeze into the top ten."
Lan Lingxi's face turned pale, confused and confused.
Lan Jitian continued: "What that guy Qingtian cares about is really not the title of the first soul hunting division. What he wants is the entire continent, the best of all soul hunting divisions! Stronger than any soul hunting division or any other group. This is a level that even sectarian forces are not afraid of.”
Lan Lingxi's fair face was full of shock. She had never thought about such a grand scene;
For a moment, I couldn't help but feel that the little calculations and plans I had made in the past were just like playing house, so ridiculous that they were not worth mentioning.
…
Dusk and sunset.
Lu Feng and his party have successfully brought back Xia Feihong's remains and returned to the camp where the Longyuan Soul Hunting Division is located.
Longyuan Camp is located on the edge of a steep cliff. From a distance, it looks like a lonely fortress, standing between this empty world.
The cliff behind the camp was cut open by the world like a canyon, with a huge crack stretching out.
The area with the widest crack looked like a high mountain hanging upside down, but the mountain was hollowed out, filled with water, and turned into an unfathomable abyss.
This is the most famous Fujibuchi no Mori, and it is also the origin of the word "Fuchi" in its name.
The cliff is high, but the abyss at the mouth of the cliff is bottomless, and the water accumulated in it is not the clear green water you usually see, but black water as thick as ink.
After countless years, the black water in the abyss has never had any fluctuations, and has always remained at the same level. No matter whether it is transferred out or filled in, it seems that the height of the black water cannot be changed.
At first, countless soul hunters were curious about such a wonderland, guessing that it might be a treasure land with rich heritage;
However, as generations of soul hunters continued to conduct investigations, they found nothing. One after another, the desperate soul hunters jumped into the abyss and never returned. Gradually, few people cared about the existence of this abyss.
Already.
Until the Dragon Abyss Soul Hunting Division came out and was stationed there, even if those who came after wanted to take a look at this famous abyss, they had no chance.
Gradually, as soon as the abyss was mentioned, it faded out of everyone's sight.
The sun sets in the west.
The sky on the top of the cliff was rendered into a brilliant orange-red;
The afterglow reflected on the many tents scattered in the camp with a warm glow, making the loneliness between heaven and earth seem to have a different kind of warmth.
Between the tents, figures crisscrossed each other, and the flags belonging to Long Yuan were flapping in the evening wind;
The image of a dragon in the sky engraved with black patterns on the flag, under the interplay of light and shadow at dusk, is indescribably lifelike, domineering and mysterious.
After Lu Feng arrived at the camp, he, Tang Yuan, Xia Yiyun, and Bian Tianya sat lazily on a stone flat. He didn't have a chance to say a word to Lao Mumu.
After returning, they were summoned to the main camp tent together.
After Xia Yiyun took back Xia Feihong's bones, she didn't speak much along the way, her expression was indescribably lonely, and there was always a touch of sadness between her eyebrows;
Her thin figure sitting on one side seemed like a camp between heaven and earth, feeling extremely lonely and lonely.
Tang Yuan couldn't help but sigh softly, nuzzled his lips towards Lu Feng, and motioned for him to go over and say a few words of comfort.
Look at Lu Feng's dazed look, which is a bit unresponsive.
Tang Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, secretly thinking that his brother was usually quite smart, but why was he so slow in dealing with women? At this moment, Xia Yiyun obviously needed someone's care. If she could get close to him and say a few words of comfort, he would surely win over her.
Little favor.
Then I thought about the scene where Lu Feng and Jiang Ruoyun were getting along, and they didn't seem to behave in such a dull manner, and I couldn't help but realize that perhaps they were missing the necessary emotional relationship.
'Lao Lu, this is Miss Yu Xia, she has no other ideas at all...'
Tang Yuan sighed secretly in his heart, thinking that he originally wanted to compete with the two of them, so that Xia Yiyun could help Lu Feng get over the sadness of parting with Jiang Ruoyun;
But judging from the situation along the way, I'm afraid it's unnecessary. Lu Feng doesn't seem to need these, he can adjust his mood by himself;
In other words, he had already determined in his heart that Jiang Ruoyun had some difficulties and was not sincere, so he didn't feel the pain and sorrow of separation like ordinary partners.
Thinking of this, Tang Yuan couldn't help but become a little worried. If Ye Fan's commission could not be completed, how would Lu Feng's Bliss Hundred Days Powder be resolved?
Tang Yuan finally set his sights on Xia Yiyun, thinking that if his brother didn't take the initiative, he could only hope that Xia Yiyun would take the initiative.
At that moment, Lu Feng walked towards Xia Yiyun with his dazed eyes.
Waiting to speak.
However, Xia Yiyun seemed to have guessed what Tang Yuan wanted to say, so she started speaking on her own: "Brother Tang, have you seen the clouds in the distance?"
Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Xia Yiyun wanted to express.
Then I saw the latter pointing to the bonfire set up by the Longyuan group not far away, and said: "The bonfire is very bright, and it looks good when viewed alone, but it is completely different from the beauty of the sunset in the sky."
Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the bitter yet broad smile on Xia Yiyun's face, he suddenly understood what she meant.
Seeing that he compared himself to a bonfire on the ground and Lu Feng to the clouds in the sky, Tang Yuan had no choice but to give up the idea of further matching.
Xia Yiyun glanced tenderly at Lu Feng behind her, and with just one glance, her eyes returned to the bonfire.
At first, with Tang Yuan's encouragement, she did have some thoughts on that aspect, but along the way, seeing Lu Feng's figure and back that made her look up, she couldn't help suppressing the throbbing in her heart.
Being able to get to know such a person is already a blessing from God, so how can I dare to have any further extravagant hopes?
As now, being able to call her sect leader affectionately is enough for her.