Perhaps the elixir that can increase one's cultivation level so much is extremely rare, so Lin Feng couldn't bear to give up on it.
Finally, Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said: "If you try hard, the worst thing you can do is take it easy this time and stop swallowing the elixir at will."
If you simply practice, you won't be able to achieve this effect for several months, unless you can squat under someone's spiritual veins and practice for a few more days, but that kind of good thing is hard to come by.
Lin Feng continued to circulate around the world until night before the medicinal power in his body was completely eliminated. As Lin Feng expected, his cultivation level took a small step forward.
There are no impurities leaking out of Lin Feng's body. Rebirth is a long-term process. There are nine small realms in the Qi Training Realm. Every time a small realm is advanced, some impurities will be discharged. Until the first level of the Lingtai Realm, the transformation will be complete.
Lin Feng even took a strange elixir in the Lingtai realm, and his whole body was completely transformed inside and outside, becoming crystal clear without a trace of impurities.
Yangyancao only played the role of forging the body and improving cultivation. The body grew a lot under the fire-like essence.
Lin Feng stretched his body and felt his enhanced physique, and was very satisfied.
At night, a bright moon hangs in the sky, casting a faint moonlight.
Gululu!
There was a cry from Lin Feng's abdomen. He hadn't eaten for a day, and he was refining Sun Flame Grass. He had consumed a lot and was naturally a little hungry.
"Let's go back to the Three Surnames Tribe to get some food first!" Lin Feng pondered.
It's not easy to hunt at night. Most wild beasts have returned to their nests, but the ones still wandering around are all gregarious beasts, which are all troublesome.
As he shuttled through the forest, his body became much stronger and his cultivation improved a lot, so that his speed became much faster.
Soon he returned to the tribe of the three surnames. Wang Wei heard the report that Lin Feng was back and immediately brought his people to greet him.
Lin Feng waved his hand and said: "We are all our own people, so there is no need to be so polite. If you have anything to eat, bring me some. I'm starving to death."
"Yes, yes, I will ask someone to prepare it right now!" Wang Wei said with a slight smile.
Although they didn't bring back any prey this time, the tribe still had some food in store, so they hurriedly asked people to get it for Lin Feng.
They were all animal meat, salted and sun-dried. There was nothing special about it. They were supplemented with some herbs that Lin Feng had mentioned. They were boiled in water and a large pot was delivered to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was not polite. He picked up the guy and started eating it. He almost starved to death.
Wang Wei led everyone away. The night was not peaceful, and the wild animals showed signs of restlessness.
"Chief, something is a little strange tonight!" said an elder behind Wang Wei.
Wang Wei also frowned and said: "What happened with Zhou Laosi during the day, please arrange the night watch tonight, don't be careless."
Although Zhou Laosi has retreated, he may not stop there, which makes Wang Wei frown with a trace of sadness.
In the middle of the night, the animals were shocked and there was violent shaking in the jungle.
Lin Feng, who had already rested, suddenly opened his eyes. The movement seemed to be that of a large group of people advancing.
Also awakened were the people of the tribe with three surnames. The patriarch Wang Wei and the four elders also summoned Wang Er who was still in confinement and brought the elite tribesmen to prepare for the attack.
In front of everyone's attention, the opponent appeared.
Wang Wei's expression tightened. It was Pengniao and Zhou Laosi's people, but the tribes with the four surnames did not have so many Foundation Establishment Realm masters. They had at most ten Foundation Establishment Realm masters, but at this moment the surroundings were filled with darkness. The Foundation Establishment Realm masters
There are at least twenty-four or five masters.
People from the Six Surnames Tribe also came, and Wang Wei saw an acquaintance in the crowd. It was Zhang Shengrong, the leader of the Six Surnames Tribe.
"Everyone, we have always kept our noses in the water of the well, so why do we come here late at night?" Wang Wei asked in a deep voice.
The air is a bit depressing, and people are coming with weapons from the opposite side, which makes people worry about how the Wangwei tribe can stop this kind of lineup.
Zhou Laosi took a step forward and shouted: "I say Lao Wang, we have been fighting for so many years. Both sides have lost their strength and their power has never been able to rise to the next level. I came here this time just to tell you that the three surnames
It will be beneficial to everyone if the people of the tribe are dispersed and merged into our tribes of the fourth and sixth surnames."
He was a little unwilling in his heart. Because of the green snake in the daytime, his tribe lost four foundation-building masters. This was a big loss. If not combined with the Pengniao, it was enough to swallow up the tribes with three surnames. Why would they be defeated by the tribes with six surnames?
Get a share of the pie.
Wang Wei's face darkened and he said: "It turns out they want to annex us, but what if we don't want to!"
Zhou Laosi snorted coldly and said, "Then you have to consider whether you can survive surrounded by so many of us."
The people of the Three Surnames tribe couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. There were only six foundation-building masters on their side, so there was no room for resistance.
Zhou Laosi continued: "By the way, there should be an outsider in your tribe who is also a foundation-building cultivator. This person must be handed over. He not only killed Pengniao's relatives, but also killed four of my tribesmen.
People must die!"
His tone was a bit sinister. How many years would it take to train four masters of the Foundation Establishment Realm? Pengniao's eyes were also sinister. Its actual strength was the highest among the people and the most alarming.
Wang Wei's heart sank. It seemed that things couldn't go any better today. He immediately said: "Zhou Laosi, that man has already left. After we fought during the day, he left us and disappeared without a trace."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Er shouted sharply from behind: "Chief, why do you need to protect an outsider? Isn't he still in our tribe?"
He didn't like Lin Feng, and was lost face by Lin Feng. As a result, his reputation in the tribe was not as good as before. Even Wang Jia and Wang Jing looked at him with less infatuated eyes than before, which made him hate Lin Feng so much.
"Shut up, stop talking nonsense!" Wang Wei glared at him fiercely, and an elder beside him also roared.
Wang Er shouted: "I'm not talking nonsense. He is just an outsider. There is no need for our tribe to take risks for him. Hand him over and settle the matter. Otherwise, how can we be their opponents if they start a fight?"
He seemed a little naive, thinking that handing over Lin Feng would make the other party retreat, but none of the old people present understood that the result would be the same regardless of handing over Lin Feng.
It is impossible to be annexed like this. The tribesmen will inevitably be enslaved by the other party and work like cattle and horses.
Many people have already prepared for a bloody battle. Lin Feng's strength is astonishing. According to Wang Wei's observation, he did not try his best during the day. Everyone is on the same front. With his help, even if they cannot resist the opponent, they can protect the children of the clan.
It is very possible to escape and leave a trace of blood behind.
But Wang Er, because of his own personal hatred, plunged the tribe into an unkind and unjust situation with just one sentence, pushing Lin Feng to another level.
If Lin Feng turned around and ran away, he would have a high chance of escaping, but the tribe would be in dire straits.
Many tribesmen looked at Wang Er angrily, saying that even if mud could not support the wall, such stupid things could be done.
Zhou Laosi and others surrounded the tribe of the three surnames, looking at this scene with a cold face, full of victors.
"Some people can't hold up a wall with so much mud!" Lin Feng suddenly felt funny and slowly walked towards the crowd.
Wang Wei's heart moved and he explained: "Brother Lin, this is not what our tribe means."
"Okay, get behind me, you're just a master of foundation building." Lin Feng laughed playfully and waved his hand to stop Wang Wei.
He was just a foundation-building master. Wang Wei's eyes widened. This was too harsh. There were twenty-five foundation-building masters on the opposite side, and there was also a foundation-building realm monster. There were three or four of them at the ninth level alone.
position, this kind of lineup can easily destroy the entire tribe of three surnames.
Wang Er's eyes almost burst into flames when he looked at Lin Feng. He seemed to want to say something more, but an elder had already covered his mouth to prevent him from causing further trouble.
The enemy was extremely jealous when they met. Lin Feng not only killed Pengniao's relatives, but also robbed it of its creation. You must know that for Yangyancao, their family came to the outskirts of this inhospitable place and planned for more than half a year.
Time has just come to this point.
The moment when the hard work was about to reap the rewards, Lin Feng snatched it away. This was a huge revenge.
The bird roared and swooped in. Lin Feng chuckled, waved his right hand, and slapped the bird away. It spun around in the air several times before he stabilized his body.
Zhou Laosi shouted loudly, picked up his weapon and left the field, and the tribesmen behind him also left the field.
Zhang Shengrong, the leader of the tribe with six surnames, also gave an order, and all his men took action. Pengniao once said that this man was extraordinary, and he still didn't believe it, but it was really not easy to defeat Pengniao with one move.
This is a problem, we need to capture him first!
Wang Wei's heart tightened. This was a matter of fate. If Lin Feng lost, the fate of the tribe of the three surnames would not be much better. He immediately gritted his teeth and wanted to fight.
But the scene that followed almost made him wet his pants.
In the crowd, Lin Feng seemed to be taking a walk. He waved his hand lightly and slapped a master of the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm away. His head was embedded in the mountain wall, and his breath was cut off.
With one kick, he trampled a ninth-level master of the Foundation Establishment Realm to the ground. The bones in his chest shattered and he screamed in agony. He died immediately.
Many Foundation Establishment Realm masters surrounded him, but when he saw him sealing his hands, a huge white tiger beast flashed out, its roar shook the forest, and it was even more difficult than some monster beasts.
Under the giant beast's swoop, four or five foundation-building masters were immediately hit, and they all screamed and fell to the side.
It's too strong! Is this really the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm? Only then did Wang Wei understand that he had reserved his fist that day, otherwise his cultivation would not be enough.
On the surface, it looked like more than 20 Foundation Establishment Realm masters were surrounding Lin Feng, but in reality, it looked like a one-sided situation. In just a short time, more than 20 Foundation Establishment Realm masters had been defeated.
Lin Feng is like a ghost, walking among the crowd, and every step he takes will definitely take away someone's life.
"Is this...is this true?" Wang Wei asked.
"No, it's impossible, it's not true!" Wang Er screamed. He never dreamed that Lin Feng could be so terrifying.
The people from the tribe with the third surname kept cheering, it was so awesome, some even looked at Wang Er, the former number one warrior of the tribe, with pity, as if they could foresee his future.
Not long after, all the masters of the Foundation Establishment Realm died. Only the clan leaders of the two major tribes were still alive hiding at the end. At this moment, they were looking ahead in shock, unable to believe that this was the truth.