Seeing that the barrier disappeared, everyone in the Demon Dao looked at each other and those they knew a few times. Then, dozens of people all turned around and fled the park.
If he forged a life-and-death feud with Longhu Shan, even if he obtained the status of one of the eight geniuses of the younger generation, he would probably not be able to escape death.
They are not fools.
After all the people left, Lin Xiaofeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Fatty Huang also emerged from the woods.
Fatty Huang had already hid in the woods when he saw something was wrong with his posture.
"Xiaofeng, come here and rub my feet. It hurts me so much."
Fatty Huang walked with a limp.
Lin Xiaofeng rolled his eyes at this guy and scolded with a smile: "Are you really able to use your crutches at such a critical moment?"
"You can't blame me for that." Fatty Huang exhaled and said, "You're so unlucky."
Lin Xiaofeng turned around and handed over to Ling Xiao: "Thank you so much, Master Ling, for helping me this time. I will definitely repay the favor if I have the opportunity in the future."
"No need." Ling Xiao shook his head slightly and looked at Lin Xiaofeng: "With all due respect, the reason why I help you is just for the sake of Brother Zhenfeng. Strictly speaking, you are not my friend."
Ling Xiao paused and said, "In other words, you are not qualified to be my friend yet."
"Hey, Master, although you have a high and powerful position, it's inappropriate to say that, isn't it?" Fatty Huang said with some dissatisfaction.
Lin Xiaofeng raised his hand to stop Fatty Huang: "You continue."
Ling Xiao said: "I don't understand the ways of the world, and I speak more straightforwardly."
"Although your current strength is compared to ordinary people, ordinary evil spirits, and ordinary demons, you are already considered a master."
"But, in front of a real master, you can't even take a single move."
Ling Xiao looked into Lin Xiaofeng's eyes.
Lin Xiaofeng nodded slightly after hearing this, thinking that what Ling Xiao said actually made sense.
Fatty Huang no longer thought so, and pointed at Ling Xiao and said: "You have a large number of people in Longhu Mountain. No matter what you do, if you give an order, many people will rush to help you do it."
"I'm afraid Xiaofeng's strength is not as good as yours, but at least he can protect the people around him, and that's enough."
Ling Xiao smiled and said: "It's far from enough."
"You are in love with that woman named Xiang Zhu, right? But do you know her true identity? You don't have absolute strength, and wanting to be with her is simply wishful thinking."
"You are a reserve member of the Monster Catching Bureau, right? But with your current strength, if you don't seek to improve, you will always be a reserve member and will never become a real member of the Monster Catching Bureau."
Lin Xiaofeng stood there, silent and silent.
Ling Xiao walked in front of Lin Xiaofeng, his two faces very close to each other.
Lin Xiaofeng could clearly see the indifference in Ling Xiao's eyes: "Do you want to be my friend?"
Lin Xiaofeng understood what Ling Xiao meant. The underlying meaning of this sentence was to ask himself whether he wanted to become a strong person.
He laughed: "Of course."
Ling Xiao nodded slightly: "Next time we meet, if you can accept my three moves, you will be qualified to be my friend."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Lin Xiaofeng looked at his back, and a trace of fighting spirit gradually ignited in his eyes.
"This guy is too arrogant." Fatty Huang said from the side.
"No, he is not arrogant, but he is helping me. But why should he help me?"
Lin Xiaofeng also had some doubts in his heart.
After walking out of the park, Ling Xiao came to the door. Taoist Zhenfeng was wearing a Taoist robe and had a cigarette in his mouth, waiting anxiously.
After seeing Ling Xiao come out, he hurriedly came over: "Junior brother, how is he?"
"It's okay, I have already pushed back those people. Besides, I also said what you asked me to say." Ling Xiao said with an indifferent expression.
Zhenfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "As long as it's okay, it's okay. Let's go. Senior brother will treat you to a drink."
"I have been delayed in Chengdu for many days, and I still have business to attend to." Ling Xiao asked, "Also, Senior Brother Zhenfeng, I have a question."
Zhenfeng nodded: "Sir, do you have any questions? Just tell me. As long as I know, I will answer everything."
Ling Xiao said: "Although Lin Xiaofeng is indeed interesting, there are many such young talents in Longhu Mountain. Why do you help him so much? You even asked me to say that to encourage him?"
Taoist Zhenfeng fell silent and said, "Of course I have my own plans. This time, I can't thank you enough."
"I also hope that senior brother will think it through as soon as possible. If you continue to delay, I'm afraid the elders will send people to arrest you and take you back."
After saying that, Ling Xiao left. Zhenfeng held a cigarette in his mouth and watched Ling Xiao leave with relief. After a long time, he walked to the roadside, opened the car door, and drove away.
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"You don't know how powerful Fat Brother I was at that time. There were dozens of magic masters. In front of so many people, when I was about to use a grappling move to capture Xiaofeng, guess what happened?"
Fatty Huang was in the dormitory at this time, dancing and talking to Liu Cang and Xu Xiangyang about the situation at that time.
The two of them also listened with great interest. Liu Cang scolded: "What are you talking about? Just tell me quickly."
Lin Xiaofeng stood aside and said with a smile: "Then our fat brother's feet became sprained."
"Isn't it? How embarrassing would it be to have a sprained foot in front of so many people?" Liu Cang couldn't help but say.
Fatty Huang's face turned red from holding back: "Damn it, I didn't pick up the pot, I just slipped on it, otherwise I might have sprained my foot."
Lin Xiaofeng was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Fatty Huang and the others now. After washing up, he lay down on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and became stunned.
His head was filled with Ling Xiao's words.
To be honest, his original plan was to do it slowly. When he reaches the age of thirty or forty, he will definitely be able to master the ghost arts. But at this time, he deeply realized that time waits for no one.
If he could bear it, could Xiang Zhu bear it?
Not talking about Xiang Zhu, even now, he only has less than half a year left. How can he get Tai Sui meat so easily without strength.
It's not like there are no shortcuts in ghost arts.
If you want to quickly practice ghost arts and improve your strength, one way is to practice a lot of blood.
Another kind is to refine the three souls and seven souls of a person.
There is no need to think about three souls and seven souls. It is too damaging to one's moral character. If you really do this, you will probably be thrown directly into the eighteenth level of hell when the time comes.
As for refining blood.
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but cast his eyes on the wardrobe. The demon sword was made from the blood of a hundred thousand people.
If you can subdue the demon sword, you can refine a large amount of blood and improve your own strength.
In the end, you still have to conquer the demon sword.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help scratching his hair.
With this demon sword, I always want to turn myself into its sword slave. How can it be so easy to conquer it?
Lin Xiaofeng let out a long sigh.
Fortunately, after Ling Xiao's attack this time, those younger generation masters of the demonic path will probably not come to trouble him again.