Lin Feng returned home with a full load, a vague smile on his face. The trip to Xuri Shop was well worth it. The storage ring on his hand has been replaced by a human storage ring. It is as thin as a mustard seed and can be hidden or visible.
Melted in the blood.
"One month."
"Soon, you will get a huge sum of money."
Lin Feng's eyes were bright.
For him who had just entered the Neme Star and was penniless, 10 million Neme coins was definitely a huge sum of money. It was more than enough than the previous one. With this abundant fund, he could quickly
Go beyond the early stage and enter the level of Neme Star's true strength.
"Nirme Star, not only has little cultivation of holy power, but also little application of holy power." Lin Feng thought to himself.
I also have a copy of "Ten Volumes of Flying Knives" that I can sell.
I believe it can be sold at a good price.
Just as he climbed the mountain peak, Lin Feng suddenly let out a slight surprise when he saw a familiar figure lingering at the foot of the mountain. He had fresh short hair and showed the vitality of a girl. However, at this time, he was anxious and uneasy. He looked around as if he was waiting for someone.
.
Caini.
As if sensing her own gaze, Cai Ni turned her head, her anxious pupils suddenly lit up, and she hurried over, almost staggering and falling.
Um?
Lin Feng was slightly surprised.
The person she is waiting for is herself?
"Don't go back, they are waiting for you!" Cai Ni was like a panicked rabbit, nervously holding her pink fists.
"Them?" Lin Feng asked softly.
"It's Liang Ping! He went to see Young Master Yaluo." Cai Ni nervously sweated on her forehead, biting her mouth until it turned purple: "There are many people. Young Master Yaluo has brought many disciples and is waiting for you at your residence. Qian
Don’t go back, they will beat you to death!”
Mr. Popluo.
Sure enough, he came to the door.
Lin Feng was not surprised and smiled: "If I don't go back, where will I go?"
Cai Ni panicked and said nervously: "Go and ask Senior Brother Li to help you quickly. Master Yuluo...he can't be messed with."
"Oh? Aren't there rules in Fengzhi Peak that don't allow members of the same sect to kill each other?" Lin Feng was very curious.
"But that's an official disciple." Cai Ni took out the token in her hand, with tears in her eyes, and pursed her lips tightly: "They came to me just now. If it weren't for the token you gave me, I, I...
"Sobbing quietly, Lin Feng looked at Caini's appearance and knew that she must have been threatened just now.
There are no injuries on the body. As Brother Li said, seeing cards is like seeing people. I believe that Young Master Yaluo is not so courageous and dares to openly disobey the rules of Xiefeng Hall.
However, preparatory disciples are indeed not considered true members of Xie Feng Hall.
"Here, I'll give this back to you!" Cai Ni lowered her head and handed over the token with both hands.
To her, this was a treasure like a life-saving talisman, and she gave it back without hesitation. Lin Feng felt a little warm in his heart, and Cai Ni had a good heart. If she took the token, she would be fine. But there was no way for her resentment to come out.
Young Master Yaluo will definitely give Cai Ni a good lesson.
Although no one will die, but...
"Take it." Lin Feng closed Cai Ni's hand and said softly: "There is no reason to give something away. Then take it back."
Lin Feng smiled and immediately went up.
Behind her, Cai Ni suddenly turned pale: "No, we can't go back!"
"Things should come to an end." Lin Feng waved his hand without looking back: "Don't worry. I'll be fine."
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Outside Lin Feng's residence.
The gorgeously dressed Yuluo was practicing her sword in her free time, and chi chi sounds could be heard everywhere. She acted as if there was no one else around, as if she regarded this place as her own home. The seven official disciples wearing Xie Feng Hall armor beside her cheered loudly and applauded endlessly.
stop.
"Young Master Poppy has great knife skills!"
"Seventh level of great achievement, Young Master Yu's Curling Wind Sword is so powerful, it is the true inheritance of the Protector of Xixie!"
"Of course. Young Master Yu will be promoted to a disciple next month and move into the first district. The future is bright and enviable."
…
The young people at the seventh and eighth levels of the Seven Cyclone Stages were complimenting him.
Yaluo had a proud look on his face, and the sword in his hand was like the wind, rolling up like countless tornadoes. It was a combination of offense and defense, but it was a rare good sword skill. The disciples were not wrong in complimenting Yaluo's sword.
The law is really good.
Cyclone stage nine!
It is only one step away from the Qiyun period.
There are ten levels in the cyclone stage, one level stronger, but that is for those who are over thirty and basically have no hope of breaking through to the ninth level. In fact, there are only nine levels, and the tenth and ninth levels of the cyclone stage are not the same in terms of cultivation level.
There is no difference, but the strength is indeed stronger at level ten.
Because at the ninth level, he only stayed for a short time and was quickly promoted to the Qiyun stage.
But the tenth level has stayed at the ninth level for a long time, and its strength is naturally different. Let alone being stronger than the ninth level, many tenth level humans in the cyclone stage are stronger than the first to third level humans in the gas cloud stage.
Liang Pingping and others were watching on the sidelines. They heard that there was a lot of fun to be seen. Dozens of preparatory disciples gathered around, looking at Yuluo with all kinds of envy and longing. Many girls even had slightly red cheeks, as if they were looking at Prince Charming.
He is handsome, has a well-off family, and is about to enter the first district.
Populuo is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men.
"Screech! Scoop!!" The sword was powerful and hurt when touching the skin.
The more preparatory disciples gathered around to watch, the prouder Puluo became, his self-esteem and pride bursting out, like a proud son of heaven.
"What is Master Pop doing here?"
"I heard that a new preparatory disciple offended him."
"No way, who is so unlucky?"
"It seems to be called Lin Feng."
…
"I'm stupid. As a preparatory disciple, I don't realize it. I don't know who I can mess with and who I can't mess with. I deserve to be blocked."
"Young Master Yap is not a light-hearted person. I heard that last time a formal disciple offended him and had his hands and feet broken. This time he is a preparatory disciple... He will not be merciful even more. He will probably be lying down for a few months, even if he is beaten.
No one will be pitied if he dies."
"In my opinion, it's better to kowtow and apologize."
…
They kept whispering to each other.
Over there, Yaluo was tired from practicing his sword practice and stopped.
He took the water handed to him by Liang Pinggong, took a gulp of it, and then threw it back. The thallium-gold sword in Yaluo's hand flashed like a bloodthirsty demon: "Where are the people? Where are they?
Haven’t come back in a few hours?”
The seven official disciples looked at each other, but they didn't know how to answer.
"Speak!" Yaluo said displeasedly: "Are you mute?"
"He must be afraid of you, Young Master Yu, so he doesn't dare to come back." One of the young men complimented.
"That's right, this little preparatory disciple is really smart. He is probably squatting in a latrine somewhere and is afraid to come out!"
"If you dare to offend our young master, you will live too long!"
…
Seven official disciples, you say something and I say something.
The coaxed Yaluo's face softened a lot, and he sneered: "The useless preparatory disciple is just like the mud on the beach. If he dares to come out, I will beat him to the point where he won't even recognize his father and mother! If he goes against me, Yaluo, bah, what a fool.
He has become a piece of himself!"
at this time
Phew! A sudden black light appeared through the wind.