Yue'er and Ye'er were two little lolita who were crying all the time. The candied haws of apples they usually loved didn't work anymore, and they stopped eating melon seeds. They were nurtured by Lin Feng and had a deep affection for them.
Lin Feng disappeared, and the two little lolita followed Liu Xiaoxiao blankly as if they had lost their souls.
Fourth senior sister Lin Ruoyu glanced at them and sighed: "You shouldn't have brought them here. This place is not safe, not to mention..."
Liu Xiaoxiao also had a headache and said helplessly: "Oh, I can't help the two of them crying. They usually fool around and fall in love. I don't worry about leaving them in Qin. I have been thinking about them and the little bastards for so long.
, maybe even smell it or something, so I brought it along."
Lin Ruoyu was speechless. They were cranes, not puppies. I had never heard of cranes being able to smell.
I looked around with some worry. This ghost place, Netherworld Sea, is only a little better in the city. The outside is simply deserted, with fighting, robbery, and all kinds of dark sides. It's hard to make people like it.
"It's been two months and more than a thousand islands, but there's still no news about him."
Liu Xiaoxiao pretended to be relaxed and said: "No news is the best news. Maybe he is still jumping around on one of the remaining islands."
Here they were chatting, but on the other side Ye'er was sticking her butt out, lying on the ground and gently sniffing her little nose, as if she was smelling the smell.
Yue'er couldn't hold her back, so she lay down with tears in her eyes, sniffing here and there like a little dog, which made people feel very distressed.
Liu Xiaoxiao sighed, waving his hands, a soft force lifted up Yue'er and Ye'er, inviting Feng Hu and Lin Ruoyu to go in together, and said: "This island doesn't exist either, let's go to the next one!"
Lin Feng had been sitting cross-legged in the room for two whole months, but he was not in a hurry to go out.
It's not that I like the taste, but that although the power of the Resurrection Pill in the body is moderate, it is still too powerful for a novice in the Lingtai realm.
The ability to consume one-third of the elixir is purely due to the injuries in the body, but if you simply want to refine it, it will be even more difficult.
One advantage of this arena is that you have to fight every day, and you have to fight in an extremely tired state.
Lin Feng himself belongs to the Lingtai realm, and he should have fought to the death with the monks of the Lingtai realm, but later the people in the arena found that he was really a bit abnormal, and the Lingtai realm monks were no match for him, so they stuffed him into the arena of the Foundation Establishment realm.
middle.
This is great, it's like a wolf blending into a group of sheep.
Lin Feng followed the example he used to refine the medicinal power through battle. This time, he also adopted various strange methods and used the most clumsy way to fight against Foundation Establishment warriors to refine the medicinal power, which was quite effective.
The elixir in the golden elixir realm contains so much spiritual power. If it weren't for a coincidence, he was seriously injured and swallowed this elixir. If he had swallowed it on weekdays, he might not be able to withstand the power of the medicine at all.
In two months, Lin Feng refined some of the elixirs, and he actually broke through to the ninth level of the Lingtai realm.
In the dantian, the third-level Xiao Linfeng was working hard to engrave the last layer of the spiritual platform. The natal magic weapon on the top of the spiritual platform was dancing and taking shape.
Once you successfully advance to the foundation-building realm, this natal magic weapon will begin to take shape.
The preciousness of the natal magic weapon lies not only in its magical effects, but also in the fact that it can accompany the growth of the monks. For example, the famous sword list of the senior sister only appeared as a condensed picture scroll at the beginning. The famous swords on it were all cultivated with the senior sister.
Once you have mastered it and copied it, you can foresee that the whole world will be shocked if there are 108 swords on the list of famous swords.
For example, Second Senior Sister's little treasure armor, although it seems that it can only be transformed into treasure armor and fist gloves at present, as Second Senior Sister's cultivation improves and the magic weapon continues to be condensed, new changes will definitely occur.
Lin Feng was somewhat looking forward to what kind of magic weapon he would have after taking shape, whether it would be the legendary sword that can defeat all magic, or an indestructible armor.
"Made, this kid is so evil. He has won ninety battles in a row!"
"The rules of the arena when it was established were that if a monk could win a hundred games in a row, he would be able to escape from slavery. I think this kid can probably do it."
"This guy's strength is there. There is not much room for manipulation. If this continues, we will not make any money."
"Indeed, most of the people who buy this kid to win are now. If he can lose once, we will definitely make a lot of money!"
"It's a pity that we are all monks, and there are some big families in the city. If we try to do anything, we are afraid that these people will notice it. In our line of work, there are some tricks, but we can't go too far."
"Why bother? Since it's almost done, let's go up the stairs of death and let him maximize his own value!"
The arena conspired and the plan was finally finalized, Death Stairs was a form of deathmatch.
There are ten levels in total, and there is a monk guarding each level. Only by defeating him can one move up to the next level. The climber needs to climb ten levels continuously. This is a huge challenge, and no one has been able to succeed in the past.
"Come on, sign this contract. As long as you succeed in the challenge, you will be free from now on."
A Jindan monk came with the contract, placed it directly in front of Lin Feng, and said loudly.
Lin Feng picked it up and looked at it, and his face suddenly darkened. The challenge method of the ladder of death was written on it.
"Do I have a choice?" Lin Feng said solemnly.
"What do you think?"
The man sneered, if Lin Feng was willing to lose, that would be fine, but it was impossible for Lin Feng to choose to lose.
The arena is a life-and-death battle, and losing means death. Moreover, once you admit defeat, even if you don't die, it will be even more difficult to get out.
Sighing, Lin Feng signed his name on the contract and put his fingerprint on it.
Lin Feng's handwriting is really ugly. It seems that Qian Xuefeng has always been like this, from Senior Sister to Yue'er Ye'er, and then to Lin Feng.
The golden elixir monk picked it up and took a look at it, and also glanced at Lin Feng. He probably thought that Lin Feng was good-looking and his handwriting was really bad.
"Stairway to death? Since you won't let me get out safely, I have no choice but to risk my life. I hope the remaining pills in my body are enough for me to break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm!"
The Stairway of Death in the Arena has not been opened for several years. This time it was opened, it naturally caused a sensation, not to mention that the participant was Lin Feng, a dark horse who had won 90 consecutive games.
Many people can guess what the arena is thinking. It is simply Lin Feng blocking their way to make money. Since its inception, no one has passed the staircase of death safely.
Many people also feel that it is a pity that Lin Feng is in trouble this time.
However, the people in the arena were not at ease. After all, Lin Feng was so weird. Not only did the seventh level of Lingtai defeat the monks at the foundation level, he even successfully broke through to the ninth level of Lingtai in such a harsh environment.
"To ensure nothing goes wrong, the gatekeepers should be given medication whenever necessary to stimulate their potential!"