Lin Changfeng has such strength to fight against the entire ancient martial arts world?

He didn't know that even Li Taixuan, who suppressed the Eighteenth Grandmaster with one sword, was besieged. As his disciple, could Lin Changfeng surpass his master?

But if not, why did Lin Changfeng choose the latter?

There is only one answer, I can’t rest assured that she is, at least she thinks so in her heart.

"If it were your master, would you say he had the strength to choose the second path?" Song Rushuang smiled indifferently, staring at her clothes all the time, and half-jokingly said.

Bai Yue replaced her wisely, then looked at Lin Changfeng outside the door and smiled, "Yes!"

Such a confident answer made Song Rushuang raise his head slightly surprised, "Are you so sure?"

Bai Yue just smiled and did not answer. After packing her clothes, they checked out and came outside the door.

"Where are we going now? Are Bai Yueju?" asked Song Rushuang.

After thinking for a while, Lin Changfeng nodded and said, "Then let's go to Baiyueju to have a look."

The Spirit Gathering Array was only successfully run yesterday, and he also wanted to see if any accidents happened.

No one spoke along the way, and Song Rushuang, who had been having a good conversation, also showed some silence at this time.

Bai Yue's eyes were always on Lin Changfeng and had never moved away.

Lin Xueyin's eyes flashed back and forth between Song Rushuang and Bai Yue, and she said in confusion: "If you guessed correctly, this Miss Song should be the wife of her senior, and Miss Bai is this..."

As a girl, she naturally knows what Bai Yue’s eyes represent and what is the slow love?

Do you not restrain yourself in front of other people’s wives?

Looking at Lin Changfeng's side face, he was indeed a bit cold and handsome, but it was not enough to make Bai Yue obsessed?

"Senior, two people from the Broken Sword Sect came to Bai Yueju yesterday..."

Lin Xueyin suddenly said, "I don't know if you know."

If you want to know the whereabouts of Li Taixuan's disciples, you must seize the two disciples of the Broken Sword Sect.

But Lin Xueyin has a very clear understanding of her strength, so she wants to ask Lin Changfeng for help.

Turning his head slowly, Lin Changfeng raised his eyebrows, "Why didn't you notify me yesterday?"

The only person who knows his true identity now is the only two disciples of the Broken Sword Sect. As long as these two people are eliminated, Lin Changfeng will be temporarily safe.

He also needs time. After all, his strength is too weak now. At least he has to wait until the foundation is built before he can be considered to be able to protect himself.

Bai Yue said helplessly: "I have been suppressed by Senior Sword Spirit. We want to inform you today, but I forgot about this when I went shopping just now."

Although Lin Changfeng was very upset, he could not show too much emotion at this time.

Bai Yue is a smart woman. If his emotional changes are abnormal, the other party will definitely notice it.

"Let's go to Baiyueju first."

After saying something lightly, Lin Changfeng was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that the other party had appeared and was inside Bai Yueju.

"Have you discovered the spirit of the weapon?"

After a moment of suspicion in his heart, Lin Changfeng didn't care about these things. The inheritance didn't matter to him, but that spiritual weapon could not be given to others.

Otherwise, without the help of the spirit gathering array, let alone building the foundation, even if you practice in the future, it will be difficult to move forward.

The vehicle moved forward and soon arrived at the door of Baiyueju.

He came to the top floor and felt the rich spiritual energy in the room. He shook his head helplessly.

In one day, although the spiritual energy in the room was rich, it was not enough to allow him to break through to the foundation-building stage. If he continued at this progress, he would have at least one week.

But a week is not short, but not long.

After taking a look at the layout of the room, Lin Changfeng glanced at the three women and said lightly: "I'll go in and take a look."

Turning around and entering the room, Lin Changfeng closed the door and sighed, "Let's come out."

There are some things he really wants to talk to Jian Ling, but when the words come to his mouth, how can he continue to say it?

He took a quick turn and asked, "Why didn't the people from Broken Sword Sect kill yesterday?"

The old man reluctantly walked out of the tip of the sword and said helplessly: "I think so, but I am not fighting in my body now. When I condensed a blow, I have exhausted the spiritual energy in my body."

"Besides, don't you know about your pattern?"

"I can't leave this sword at all, so they want to escape, and I can't keep it."

After a moment of helplessness, Lin Changfeng looked at Jian Ling, "I want to make a contract with you."

"Boy, I am a Jindan monk after all. Do you think of me too much?" The old man glared at him and said angrily: "I don't agree!"

I think he is a Jindan cultivator, but his own inheritance can make the current cultivator world turbulent, but today he is so despised by a junior, so he naturally feels dissatisfied.

"I'm not discussing with you, but here to notify you." My fingers raised slightly, and a stream of ethereal spiritual energy depicted a complex array pattern.

"Before my golden elixir, you will be my natal weapon." He ignored the old man, raised his fingers gently, and the formation pattern fell directly on the old man.

"Boy! A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!" Seeing that the formation pattern was about to be portrayed successfully, the old man said angrily: "Even if I die, I will not let you succeed!"

The spiritual energy around him continued to riot. It was obvious that Lin Changfeng's actions had angered the other party. The old man was extremely bloody and would rather die than surrender.

"After the golden elixir, I will give you freedom and help you recast your body."

After saying this last sentence, the surrounding spiritual energy instantly returned to calm. The old man readily accepted the portrayal of the formation pattern, and then looked at Lin Changfeng vigilantly.

"Boy, who are you?"

Turning around lightly, Lin Changfeng resonated with the sword in the depths of his soul. Even though the sword stood on the roof at this time, he could call him and call him.

After doing all this, he slowly turned around and glanced at the old man, "You don't need to know this."

His identity is an existence that people in this world will never reach in their lifetime.

Looking at Lin Changfeng's back as he left, the old man did not speak, but obediently prepared his identity as a sword spirit.

After returning to the inner space of the long sword, he secretly said happily: "That's great, so good. This kid really has a way to help me recast my body!"

At the same time, after a check in the long sword space, he was stunned.

After returning to the internal space of the long sword again, he couldn't get out, as if he was really guarding it as a sword spirit.

He quickly asked through the connection between Changjian and Lin Changfeng: "Boy, I can't leave the internal space now. Is it that you are doing it?"

"Snap the storage of spiritual energy quickly and I will call you when I need you."

All he was waiting for was this sentence, and Lin Changfeng seemed to have blocked his connection with Changjian.

"Boy! If you can't help me recast your body after waiting for your golden elixir, I must kill you!"

Originally, it was not a sword spirit, but could only be regarded as a soul living in the long sword, but now it has really become a sword spirit!

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