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Chapter 31 Rewards after the game

(PS: The first update has arrived. The collection has grown too slowly, which makes me a little frustrated. I kindly ask all my friends to raise your hand and collect it gently to warm your and my soul)

The moonlight is soft and the cicadas are chirping.

In Gucun, after experiencing the exciting seed selection competition during the day, Gumen also arranged a feast in the evening to celebrate the young people who passed the competition.

The joy of a banquet is neither silk nor bamboo. The one who shoots is in the middle, the one who plays chess wins, the one who drinks and drinks mingled with each other, the one who sits up and makes a noise is the joy of all the guests.

The night is getting darker, and the original fun has become calmer.

"It's nonsense, it's absolute nonsense!"

Huang Gu's face was a bit ugly and he glared angrily: "What's so good about that boy? Why do you want to give up your love and stay with him?"

Standing in front of Huang Gu was a girl with extremely beautiful appearance. She was young but ethereal, with bright eyes and good eyesight. She was naturally beautiful and picturesque.

However, such a pure and charming girl's pretty face was full of unyielding determination, and her beautiful eyes looked at her father without timidity.

"Husband, don't be so angry. Ling'er is just impulsive, right?" Mu Rusu, standing next to Fei Ling, hurriedly advised.

"I'm not impulsive, I've already decided." Faced with her parents' persuasion, Fei Ling said calmly: "Father, it's not that I don't want to go in, I just want to stay in the ancient village for a while."

"I don't allow it." Huang Gu frowned and said: "Ling'er, now that the clan has been calmed down, the coming of age ceremony will be in three years. Do you know how important this is to you? Do you know

, if you don’t get first place, what will the elders in the clan think?”

Hearing this, Fei Ling bit her lips, but still said stubbornly: "Father, I will stay here for one year."

"No!" As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Gu's face immediately darkened: "Don't say a year, not even a day. You have to go back with me tomorrow."

"No! I will stay here for one year." Fei Ling still refused to admit defeat and bravely looked at Huang Gu, who was looking increasingly ugly: "Father, I will stay here for one year, and I will come back after one year."

inside."

Looking at his daughter who was as stubborn as a donkey and refused to admit her mistakes, Huang Gu was so angry that his face turned livid and he said in a more serious tone: "It's not up to you."

Fei Ling's face paled slightly, she held back her tears and gritted her teeth: "Even if you beat me to death, I will stay here for a year!"

"You..." Huang Gu was so angry that he was speechless and pointed at Feiling.

"Husband, Ling'er is young and ignorant, so don't be angry." Mu Rusu tried her best to persuade the two of them and quickly poured a cup of tea for Huang Gu.

Huanggu didn't drink tea. He stood up from his seat. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He said angrily: "Ling'er, do you know that with your life experience, your appearance, and your talent, how many men are there in the world?"

My heart is infatuated with you, why are you so stubborn, why did you choose this poor boy?"

"I like him." Fei Ling said directly without fear, "That's the reason."

As soon as the words fell, Huang Gu and Mu Rusu were both stunned. They didn't expect Fei Ling, who had always been shy, to say such a thing.

"Huang Fei Ling!"

Huang Gu's face turned red with anger, and he said fiercely: "What is it about Lin Yufeng that you like? He has no appearance, no life experience, just a poor country bumpkin, why should you be so fascinated? Do you know, he

If you leave the ancient village without a prominent background, you will die sooner or later!"

"You just think that Brother Feng doesn't have the same background as us, so you refuse?"

Fei Ling's nose felt sore and she choked up a little: "Why do you all care so much about your background? Why do two people get together when money, appearance and life experience must be involved?"

"He can't protect you." Seeing that Feiling's eye circles were a little red, Huang Gu couldn't bear it. He turned his head and said calmly: "There are many things that you don't understand, but I can tell you that there will be no good results if you follow him.

Sooner or later, Lin Yufeng will completely disappear from the world."...

"What, disappeared?" Fei Ling's pretty face turned pale and she wiped the tears from her beautiful eyes. "Why? Why did he disappear?"

"No one can bear what he is carrying." Huang Gu shook his head and said coldly: "It is destined that he will shoulder an extremely heavy mission, and he is also destined to fail."

"What mission?" Fei Ling looked at Huang Gu closely, and felt an inexplicable pain in her heart when she heard 'an extremely heavy mission'.

"I won't tell you." Huang Gu sighed heavily and said calmly: "This is his fate. No one can complete his mission, not just me, but everyone in the world."

Hearing this, Fei Ling's head went blank and her expression was dull.

"If he plans to remain unknown for the rest of his life, forget it. If he decides to shoulder his mission, he will inevitably die sooner or later."

Huang Gu turned his head, looked at Fei Ling, whose pretty face turned pale, and said in a deep voice: "Do you think I will send my daughter to someone who may face death at any time?"

As soon as the words fell, Fei Ling's pretty face was like a flower, and crystal tears fell down, crying like a helpless little girl.

"Ling'er, be good, stop crying, stop crying, your father is just joking with you." Mu Rusu glared at Huang Gu and hugged her daughter distressedly.

Seeing this, Huang Gu also sighed and turned his head, unable to bear to see his daughter crying sadly.

"Haha, why is my good granddaughter crying again? Tell grandpa who bullied you." At this time, a cheerful voice came.

"Father." Huang Gu said respectfully when he saw the visitor.

Mr. Huang waved his hand, came to Fei Ling, and wiped the latter's tears with a smile: "What's wrong? Who bullied you."

Seeing the old man's kind and gentle smile, Fei Ling felt a sore nose and threw herself into the old man's arms, crying silently.

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. My dear granddaughter, don't cry anymore." Mr. Huang gently patted Feiling's back and said softly.

After a long time, Fei Ling seemed to be tired from crying and gradually fell asleep in the old man's arms.

Mr. Huang winked at Mu Rusu, who understood, then picked up Fei Ling and walked into the room.

"Father, I will take Ling'er to the hospital tomorrow." Huang Gu raised his head and looked at Mr. Huang and said resolutely.

"It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married." Mr. Huang sighed, looked at the mother and daughter, and said slowly: "Let her go."

After hearing what the old man said, Huang Gu's face changed slightly and he said anxiously: "But father..."

"The last year." Mr. Huang waved his hand and whispered: "The last year they were together, one year later, Lin Jiayu Feng left the ancient village and went to destruction."

Huang Gu was silent and did not answer.

The old man was also silent, closing his eyes and not knowing what to think.

After a long time, Huang Gu finally nodded firmly. "Yes! Everything is according to what father said."

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The moon is like a silver plate, dotted with stars.

The breeze is cool and the woods are quiet.

It's still the same slope, and it's still the same young man.

"You have to plan the next days carefully." Lin Yufeng looked at the night sky and murmured.

The quota was given to Shi Qian. He stayed in the ancient village to take care of his seriously ill mother. Naturally, he would not only collect medicines but also make soup every day. Cultivation was an indispensable thing.

"It's a pity, there is no Origin Qi..." Lin Yufeng said depressedly.

Because of the extremely special existence of Tianlei Origin, it is quite difficult for Lin Yufeng to practice. Without the help of Origin Qi, it would be good to be able to advance to the eleventh level of Spiritual Qi in one year.

Although the origin of Tianlei has many benefits, the most troublesome shortcoming has always been a headache for Lin Yufeng. Apart from luck, he really has no other way to find the source of energy.

"Oh, what should we do?" Lin Yufeng touched his nose and sighed: "In the future, if you leave the ancient village, you will not be able to gain a foothold outside without strong strength."…

"Haha, little guy, what are you thinking about?" At this time, an old laugh came.

"Grandpa Xuan?" Lin Yufeng turned his head and was slightly startled: "Why are you here?"

"I had nothing to do, so I came for a walk. By coincidence, I ended up here." Old Xuan walked over with his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "Are you disappointed that you didn't enter the ancient gate?"

"A bit." Lin Yufeng sat up and shrugged nonchalantly: "But I have no regrets."

After a pause, Lin Yufeng looked at Mr. Xuan and asked doubtfully: "Grandpa Xuan, when will you tell me about what happened that night?"

Hearing this, Mr. Xuan suppressed his smile, shook his head, and said solemnly: "You will know soon."

"Soon? When exactly will it be?" Lin Yufeng continued to ask.

Mr. Xuan pondered for a moment, then immediately replied: "I will tell you naturally when you leave the ancient village."

"So long?" Lin Yufeng frowned slightly.

"Haha, I should tell you, and I will let you know sooner or later." Mr. Xuan showed an amiable smile again, and changed the topic: "By the way, it is rare that you passed the competition. Grandpa Xuan did not come to watch today because of something to express his apology.

, I just give you something as a reward for your outstanding performance."

"Something? What thing?" Lin Yufeng asked curiously.

Mr. Xuan smiled faintly, and immediately took out a simple scroll from his sleeve robe, handed it to Lin Yufeng, and explained at the same time: "It is a scroll of spiritual skills, which should be suitable for you to use."

"Spiritual skills?" Hearing these two words, Lin Yufeng suddenly felt happy.

His family is relatively poor, unlike Shi Qianchuchen's family, which has a lot of wealth. He can choose high-level martial arts and spiritual skills at will. Regarding spiritual skills, even if they are the lowest gray level, Lin Yufeng has an extravagant attitude.

However, Mr. Xuan gave him a roll of spiritual skills. How could he not make Lin Yufeng happy? Although he didn't know what level he was at, it was his first contact, so he was inevitably a little excited.

"Try practicing, it should be good for you."

Elder Xuan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This is an intermediate spiritual skill. It is called Thunder Devouring. It is a lightning attribute skill. It is powerful, fast and swift."

"What?" Hearing this, Lin Yufeng looked shocked.

Intermediate spiritual skills are quite rare on the mainland, and many cultivators are jealous of them. Even if they appear at auctions in big cities, they will attract crazy bids.

There are even many people who are willing to cheat and kill people in order to obtain high-level spiritual skills.

After all, many people know the great benefits of possessing such spiritual skills. Just like two ordinary people, one holds a sword and the other is unarmed. The one holding the weapon naturally masters the intermediate spiritual skills.

You can tell who is strong or weak at a glance.

How can practitioners not be tempted by such tempting benefits?

"This...is this really an intermediate spiritual skill?" Lin Yufeng took a deep breath, looked at the ancient scroll in his hand, and murmured to himself in disbelief.

Even though he was calm, he was still a little shocked.

He originally thought that the intermediate gray level was pretty good, but he didn't expect it to be one level higher. The unexpected result was like a pie falling from the sky and hitting Lin Yufeng on the head.

"Haha, there is no doubt about it." Mr. Xuan smiled and said: "This is what the ancient sect rewards you. Don't underestimate this spiritual skill. Even compared to the spiritual skills of higher spiritual levels, it is only a step away."

Lin Yufeng came back to his senses, held the scroll tightly, bowed deeply to Mr. Xuan, and said gratefully: "Grandpa Xuan, thank you so much."

Mr. Xuan helped Lin Yufeng up, waved his hands indifferently, and said with a smile: "My child, practice hard, it will definitely benefit you a lot in the future."

Lin Yufeng nodded firmly, his heart filled with extremely excited joy...

After several more conversations with Mr. Xuan, the latter left.

"Thunder Devouring..." Lin Yufeng couldn't put it down, playing with the scroll in his hand, with a smile on his face: "Since it is a thunder-attribute technique, then with the power of my sky thunder, I am afraid...

.”

Thinking of this, Lin Yufeng's expression became a little bright.

Generally speaking, if a thunder attribute cultivator has mastered such a technique, because the attributes are the same, the speed of practice will naturally be faster, and the power will be much higher.

Of course, the power of thunder and lightning mastered by these cultivators is absolutely impossible to compare with Lin Yufeng's power of sky thunder.

The lightning exerted by thunder attribute cultivators is formed within their bodies using their own spiritual energy, and cannot be compared with the natural thunder.

The power of the sky thunder is known as the "power of destruction", and some even call it "the power of destruction of the world". How many people have perished in its hands? How many people have died with hatred, including many great figures who once stood on the top of the clouds.

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What would be the result if the power of heavenly thunder was used to cast lightning?

There is no doubt that if Lin Yufeng masters the lightning-devouring skills to a high level, he will be able to compare with the high-level spiritual skills of the spiritual level. If the origin of the sky thunder has grown to a certain level, it will even be comparable to the low-level spiritual skills of the imperial level.

A low-level emperor, what kind of terrifying spiritual skill is that?!

How many people are attracted by moths to the flames, how many people are shattered to pieces, and have never seen this legendary magical skill?

During today's competition, I had seen Chu Chen's Tianyang Kung Fu. It was so powerful after just practicing it to the first level. You can imagine how envy-inducing the imperial-level kung fu is.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that the origin of Tianlei has such a huge benefit."

Lin Yufeng marveled in his heart and said with a surprised look: "In this way, with the help of the power of the sky thunder, I can multiply the power of the thunder several times!"

How many times the power of intermediate spiritual skills can be multiplied? What is the concept of that?

Lin Yufeng is sure that he can definitely compete with the low-level spiritual skills of the emperor!

Doubling the power of spiritual skills is a fact that will definitely shock countless people!

Of course, the premise is that the source of the sky thunder can become powerful enough, otherwise, the power can at most be increased to an advanced spiritual level.

"In this way, when I go outside, I have more strength to protect myself."

Lin Yufeng held the Thunder Devouring Scroll tightly, and a bright smile appeared on his delicate face.

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