After exiting the sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Wenhao did not understand where Lin Changfeng was standing at this time, but he could sense the other party's existence through the sound of the wind.

"Master...Master, is this what you said about listening to the wind? I really figured it out."

Wang Wenhao knelt on the ground, covered his white cloth with his eyes looking at Lin Changfeng's direction, with a hint of seriousness on his face.

Standing there, Lin Changfeng did not answer him and said coldly: "Remember, from today on, in this world, you must not kneel on anyone or surrender to anyone, even me, not."

Wang Wenhao was a little puzzled at first, but in his mind, he couldn't even shout his master's name, and he thought of a very terrible possibility.

My uncle and my master are very likely to be existences that transcend this world. Their strength is even intolerable by this world.

The expression on his face was extremely firm, Wang Wenhao and Zheng pointed, "Remember the teachings of uncle."

Standing inside the house, Jian Ling looked at the master and apprentice outside the yard and said unbearably: "What kind of martial arts are they? I'm really curious."

Yin Wanting watched all this in the dark. When Lin Changfeng accepted the disciples, she was indeed extremely disappointed, but after she found that the other party was just taking the disciples on behalf of her senior brother, she was even more puzzled.

"Why can she accept disciples on behalf of Shen Luochen?"

She didn't understand the secrets of this. At this time, she felt that Lin Changfeng was just a blind boy, how could Shen Luochen look down on him?

Even if the other party has a certain talent, it is just a joke. Not to mention whether Shen Luochen agreed or not, even if he agreed, Lin Changfeng’s decision without authorization would definitely arouse the other party’s dissatisfaction.

Just as she was thinking this way, she suddenly realized something and showed a thoughtful look, "If Lin Changfeng himself was unwilling to accept disciples, maybe he could accept disciples on behalf of Shen Luochen."

Lin Ye frowned slightly and said, "Princess, this blindfolded boy is very unusual. He seems to have sensed our place."

Upon hearing this, Yin Wanting looked up, but found that Wang Wenhao stood up and his eyes were indeed on her side.

"Can he see it?" Yin Wanting was amazed in her heart, and then moved to one side.

But after she moved, Wang Wenhao was still able to look at her, as if the other party could see it.

After Lin Changfeng entered the courtyard, Wang Wenhao walked towards the two of them with a step forward. He looked at Yin Wanting with his head held high and smiled: "You have a very different temperament. You should be in a high position. I need to thank my sister for your advice."

Yin Wanting was stunned and asked, "Can you see it?"

"I can't see it." Wang Wenhao shook his head, took a deep breath, and explained: "The wind can tell me your location, and the heart tells me that your identity is not simple."

"Heart?"

When Yin Wanting was confused, Wang Wenhao raised one hand slightly, then gently held it, and smiled and said, "Heart."

In Yin Wanting's opinion, Wang Wenhao made a very ordinary move, but Lin Ye's eyes gradually widened when he saw it.

"You don't have the cultivation level?" Lin Ye blurted out, his face full of incredible feelings.

Wang Wenhao looked at Lin Ye and nodded, "I really have no cultivation."

"Since you have no cultivation, why can you hold the wind?"

Holding the wind is very simple for Lin Ye, but for an ordinary person, it is the method of an immortal. Even a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm wants to do this without using external forces.

But how did Wang Wenhao, an ordinary person, do it? This made him incredible.

After laughing, Wang Wenhao raised his hand to let the wind dissipate, and then gently stroked the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword was unsheathed. Wang Wenhao smiled and said, "This is not the wind in my hand, but... the wind in my heart."

After saying that, he raised the wooden sword and waved it directly at the ground. The wooden sword seemed to give life to him, and came with the wind, leaving a slight sword mark directly on the ground.

"This is the wind in my heart."

After Wang Wenhao finished speaking, he sat in the yard. His mood was only a breeze, and there were many places where he needed to practice.

Yin Wanting's face changed drastically when she looked at the sword marks on the ground.

Can ordinary people do this?

Maybe someone can do it, but she certainly can't.

Even a master who has worked hard to study swordsmanship will definitely not be able to do this without decades, and some people can't even do it for a lifetime.

Looking at the sword marks on the ground, Lin Ye's eyes shone slightly, and he squatted down and wanted to reach out to touch the sword mark. After feeling it subtly, he discovered something very terrified.

"This breeze is more like... law!"

After hearing the rules, Yin Wanting was shocked. She looked at the tender figure in disbelief, her eyes burst into dazzling light and her breathing became rapid.

"So she is grateful for my guidance? Want to make me become a disciple?"

Only with this explanation can Yin Wanting think clearly. If it weren't for this, why would Wang Wenhao show the achievements of his cultivation?

"No! This Lin Changfeng must have other inheritances! Li Taixuan definitely does not have such ability!"

She was extremely convinced of this in her heart, which made her extremely excited, and even felt that Lin Changfeng might be the real immortal.

Lin Ye also saw the princess's heartbeat, and couldn't help but sigh, and said helplessly: "Princess, what he needs you to do is too harsh, so Xiantu feels that it is not suitable for you."

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Yin Wanting felt a little depressed and sighed. The light in her eyes was much dim. "I know, let's go first, don't disturb the teacher's practice."

Walking alone in front, Lin Ye looked at Yin Wanting's back and shook his head slightly.

At this time, Yin Wanting, who turned her back to Lin Ye, was struggling in her heart. Should she rebel or accept her own destiny?

She really didn't think about it, but now her excited heart made her know that she must make a choice quickly. If someone takes the lead, she may not have any chance.

In the room, Jian Ling looked at Yin Wanting's back away, and he could feel how violent the other party's emotional fluctuations were.

"Boy, do you think she will rebel?"

Lin Changfeng sat on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "She can."

"Why are you so sure?" Jian Ling frowned and puzzled.

"She should have been pursuing the path of immortality for no less than ten years, and she will definitely be moved by the combat power shown by Wang Wenhao, so she will definitely do the rebellion."

Lin Changfeng's tone was confident, as if he was talking about something normal.

"If she rebelled, the entire foreign land would be in chaos. Do you know how many people will fall into dire straits?" Jian Ling's tone was very serious. He didn't want such a thing to happen.

Looking at Wang Wenhao sitting outside the window, Lin Changfeng shook his head: "What does their life and death have to do with me?"

"you……"

The sword spirit swallowed even more. Indeed, what does this matter have to do with Lin Changfeng? He just said that if the other party wants to cultivate immortality, he must sit on the dragon throne of a generation of emperors.

Whether the other party does it or not has nothing to do with him.

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