"Since your scroll cannot be copied, you must bring back a scroll of the same level in the future and put it back to its original place. This is the rule of our sect." The fourth elder continued.
"No, I have to get a scroll of the same level. I'm going to faint." Ling Feng couldn't help being surprised. He knew it was not such a good thing, so he rolled his eyes at the fourth elder and said.
"That's of course. Otherwise, it would have been taken away sooner or later one day." The fourth elder said angrily.
"Okay, I'll take it back when I find something that's not suitable for me." Ling Ke didn't care about so many things, and he didn't know how long it would take to get that kind of rare thing, so he replied helplessly.
It was already dark when we returned to Tianya Pavilion. Lingfeng absorbed the thunder element regularly. After absorbing it for about a month, the second form of the thunder element would be at its highest power, and the thunder element in his body would reach a new level.
high.
The third transformation can only be practiced when the magic seeds reach the fruit state, and it will come to an end in the middle.
After completing the task of absorbing the thunder element, Ling Feng couldn't wait to take out the scroll of the Eternal Clone Technique. The simple scroll energy flowed out, and its texture gave people a solid feeling when touching it.
"The Art of Eternal Clone!" Ling Feng looked at the five simple characters on it and couldn't help but read it out, then gently opened the opening on the scroll.
Ling Feng opened it for a long distance and found that it was completely blank. He couldn't help but stretch it a little further, but it was still blank. He was shocked at that moment. When he pulled it to the end, he found that the entire scroll was blank.
"Oh my God, what a scam! You are using such a blank scroll to ask me to get back a scroll of the same level! I wonder, is there such a toy person?" Ling Feng's mind suddenly exploded, and he couldn't help but curse.
Got up.
"Hey, that's not right. Everything that has been put in has been inspected by experts. It should not be fake. Moreover, this scroll is quite old. It seems unreasonable for such a large sect to engage in such deception..." Ling Feng calmed down and thought for a moment.
"The art of constant clone, eternity is one of the important elements for the growth of all things, that is, the light of the star. Is it necessary to see the content under the light of the star?"
Ling Feng understood some meanings from the calligraphy list. After confirming it, he nodded and confirmed, "Look at it under the light when you have time. After all, this cannot be copied. There must be a good place.
If you don’t fail once and for all, there will be nothing left.”
In desperation, Ling Feng had no choice but to lie down on the bed and close his eyes to rest. At this time, the vortex of Shimen in his body had almost swallowed it up, and Ling Feng smiled slightly.
I thought to myself, now that I have a mixed form of killing energy, I will definitely be much stronger than before. And didn't Yifeng rise to his current strength just by swallowing the Yin Gang energy? He should be able to upgrade faster than before.
Bar.
Ling Feng thought so, but in fact it was not the case. The reason why Yifeng's upgrade was completed so quickly was because the evil spirit used Yin Gang's energy to expand its meridians and all absorption systems, and it had the filter of Yin Gang's energy.
This can only be achieved by condensing the surrounding vitality and absorbing the essence of essence.
In this way, it is equivalent to the essence energy that Ling Feng absorbed directly under the volcano. However, Ling Feng is still absorbing the essence energy from the golden liquid spring, so his promotion at the stage of soul is still quite fast, but naturally
It's not what Ling Feng thought, relying on these two mixed gases to speed up the upgrade.
Of course, this will also play a certain role. For example, the natural practice of meditation will directly absorb the surrounding vitality without the need for complicated filtering. This has been done before when practicing the evil spirit seal.
However, with such powerful Yin Gang Qi, the killing Qi is also dozens of times stronger. This can be further strengthened, and the absorbed vitality will slowly approach the essence vitality.
The next day, the stars began to rise, and the orange light shone on the entire mountain top. The morning fog slowly dissipated, and the huge classical buildings on the top of the mountain gradually emerged.
"Today is the second round of the junior competition. There are still fourteen players. This time, the instructor will draw lots for the players. There are two boxes on the left and right. The cards will be taken out at the same time. The opponent will draw the two cards above the box.
People..." An instructor kept saying the rules above.
After the bell rang, the instructor took out a signature from each of his left and right hands.
"Ahem...this match is between Ling Feng and Feng Ming." After the instructor saw the name above, he coughed a little and read out the name as if he was feeling sad for someone.
"Don't be stupid, competing with such a perverted genius? Isn't this asking for death? Ling Feng should directly become a core disciple, what else is there to compete with? Even a senior disciple is not enough for him to solve..."
"That's right, the result is obvious..."
"Anyway, whoever meets him will be unlucky!"
There was a burst of sarcasm and discussion in the audience. However, according to the previous years, there was no precedent for directly becoming a core disciple, so Lingfeng was not allowed to advance directly. Moreover, this was the most serious competition in Ji Zun Pavilion, otherwise it would have been that day.
Ling Feng's game ended long ago.
Ling Feng slowly walked to the ring, and after a moment he saw a young man with a trembling body walking onto the ring.
This young man named Feng Ming had an average appearance. He didn't even dare to look directly at Ling Feng on the stage. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his mouth trembled: "Why do I have to meet such a strong man in the first place...
"
"Brother, just take action." Ling Feng did not mean to look down on the other party, but said seriously.
"Are you kidding...how can I be your opponent..." the other party said tremblingly, his eyes slowly raised, tears already shining in his eyes, "You don't know what I have sacrificed..."
How much effort I have put in... just for this competition... to meet a strong person like you from the very beginning..."
Ling Feng was slightly shocked when he heard this. He could see the hardship and helplessness behind the other party's tears. Suddenly, as if he saw his own shadow, he gritted his teeth and said, "How do you know you can't beat me if you don't try hard?"
What? Everything is possible! You have worked hard for so long before, why don’t you work hard this time? Come on!"
"Scared?... He actually has no intention of underestimating the enemy... No matter what, he has to give it a try. He is right. He has sacrificed so much before, why should he give up now!" The young man clenched his hands.
He took out a long knife from his waist.
"That's right! I won't underestimate the enemy, just come here!" Ling Feng did not take out the giant sword. He planned to have a physical fight in this battle and let the young man in front of him spend more time on the stage.
As the bell rang, the young figure shot towards Ling Fengfeng at a very slow speed. Lingfeng also rushed over, but his speed was still at Yuanwu's level.
"Scared!? The other party is actually so serious about fighting the enemy. With his strength, he can defeat me with just one move!" The young man was also slightly shocked and felt a little grateful to Ling Feng. After all, the other party did not
Look down on yourself.
After several exchanges of moves, the two sides were unable to advance or retreat. Ling Feng used all his Muay Thai Kungfu to fight, avoiding the opponent's sword and striking at the opponent. The opponent's reaction was not slow, and he knew Ling Feng's attack.
I also blocked several moves, and was finally forced to the edge of my body before being forced off the stage.
At this time, everyone in the field applauded, and many people cast admiring glances at Ling Feng. After this game, Ye Zhan's registration list for the Wolf Warrior Gang had already added hundreds of people, including Feng Feng.
I will also sign up tomorrow.
In the hearts of everyone, Ling Feng not only has terrifying strength, but also has an excellent personality. Not many people would be with an arrogant genius. Although Ling Feng is a genius in their hearts, he is not arrogant.
"Jizun Pavilion basically gathers the geniuses of one-third of the empire. If we win people's hearts here, it won't be a bad thing." Ling Feng nodded, looked at the passionate young people in the field, and couldn't help but pursed his lips.
On this day, the junior high, middle and senior competitions were completed at once, and the same was true on the second day. After the third day, there were only three juniors left.
The instructor on the high platform said again: "Then the junior competition is already the last round here. The top three people in the first level will become the core disciples, which means that this competition is of little significance.
, in a three-person mixed battle, the final winner will be the captain among the three..."
"It's boring. Why do you want to be a captain when three of you have the qualifications of core disciples?" Ling Feng was a little helpless. After all, he didn't want to face the last two opponents. One was Murong Yuan'er and the other was his fiancée.
"Boom!" As the big bell rang, the disciples in the audience became quiet, and two charming figures also jumped onto the ring. After a long time, Ling Feng slowly walked onto the ring.
Some of the female disciples screamed, but some of the male disciples had the mentality of watching a good show.
"Yuan'er, let's work together to defeat Ling Feng. We don't want this little pervert to be our captain." Han Yingying said to Murong Yuan'er, who responded in a daze.
"Depressed..." Ling Feng really didn't know how to start. He slowly uttered two words and took off the bamboo hat. His face was so handsome that it made the two girls in front of him feel shocked.
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"The little pervert is not usually very handsome, but today he looks particularly handsome...depressing..." Han Yingying's heart also swayed, her face turned red, and she made excuses for herself in her heart.
"Yuan'er." Ling Feng couldn't help but call out the most affectionate name in the end.
Murong Yuan'er couldn't help but be startled and responded: "Yeah."
"We no longer have any relationship. Although I promised you back then that as long as you become my slave, I will not hold you any further. But after three years, I found that I still can't do it. So, that
The time limit given to your father is when he becomes my mother’s spirit sacrifice.”
Although Ling Feng's voice was extremely cold and calm, it contained trembling and determination. (The computer is not connected to the Internet, so I'm sorry for the late upload today. I'm uploading it on my mobile phone now.)