In fact, even Ling Feng himself was a little surprised. It was only the first time for him to use the Tiandao Eye to copy the opponent's martial arts, so why was he able to perform it better than the other party?
He didn't know that because of his rage, he had opened the Eyes of the Emperor twice in a row, which had greatly strengthened his body, making him even stronger than those warriors who had worked hard to achieve the realm of body training.
In terms of strength and speed, his level is higher than those of Ren Yifei, so when he uses the Black Wind Claw and Cloud Chasing Step, his level is higher than that of his opponent.
With Ren Yifei down, how can the other minions still have the strength to fight again?
In another moment, Ling Feng stabbed the golden needle in his hand quickly and sealed the numb points of several others.
Although acupuncture is different from martial arts, it is quite effective in sealing the opponent's acupoints during actual combat.
Ling Feng looked at the few dead dogs on the ground and determined in his heart that it was obviously because he, the "cheap master", had some grudges with the senior officials of Wenxian Sect, so he got involved.
The reason why Duanmu Qingshan didn't stand up for herself was probably because she didn't want to implicate herself.
However, how can it be so easy if you want to run to the outer door obediently?
Not to mention the difference in treatment between the inner sect and the outer sect, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the inner sect is more than three times richer than that in the outer sect, so the cultivation speed is naturally very different.
Moreover, only the inner sect disciples are qualified to enter the Sutra Pavilion to select exercises and martial arts. After going to the outer sect, they only have to do heavy chores every day.
In this case, how could he quickly improve his strength and go to the Yan family in Dongdu to retrieve the second "Tai Xuan Acupuncture Sutra"?
"Remember, don't mess with me in the future!"
Ling Feng snorted softly, took back the golden needles that were sealed on Ren Yifei's people, turned around and walked towards the Bamboo House.
The numbness points were released, and Ren Yifei and others could finally move. They crawled back a few steps in panic, and then struggled to stand up. They stared at Ling Feng angrily and said fiercely: "Just wait, don't think that we are defeated."
I can sit back and relax, there will be more powerful senior brothers tomorrow, and your end will definitely be extremely miserable!"
Ling Feng frowned, punched hard, and made a sound like fried beans. He turned back suddenly and glared at Ren Yifei fiercely.
Ren Yifei turned around and trembled. He didn't dare to stay any longer and immediately ran away as fast as he could.
"A bunch of rats!"
Ling Feng snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the bamboo building.
He didn't know that Duanmu Qingshan was standing on the bamboo tower from beginning to end, witnessing it all.
Duanmu Qingshan leaned on the window sill, holding the wine gourd in his hand, and drank a few sips. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that he is really proficient in medical skills."
Immediately, the figure flashed and floated downstairs.
As soon as Ling Fengfang entered the bamboo building, he saw Duanmu Qingshan standing in the hall with his hands behind his hands, looking at him, looking a little curious.
"Master!" Ling Feng stepped forward and saluted.
Duanmu Qingshan hooked his fingers towards Ling Feng and said calmly: "Come here."
Hearing this, Ling Feng took a few steps forward and walked in front of Duanmu Qingshan.
"The third level of Qi Condensation?" Duanmu Qingshan was slightly surprised, "You were promoted to the third level of Qi Condensation overnight?"
"Um..." Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, "This disciple took some elixir to improve his Qi cultivation last night, so..."
"Okay, no need to explain anything." Duanmu Qingshan didn't mean to get to the bottom of it. He glanced at a bamboo chair next to him and said calmly: "Sit down."
After hearing this, Ling Feng sat down and heard Duanmu Qingshan sigh softly. He turned his back to himself and said slowly: "You must have many questions in your mind, right?"
"Yes." Ling Feng nodded, "As far as I know, you should be Master Yang Wei and Yang Feng's uncle. Why do you live here? And they even sent their disciples to humiliate me."
"There are some things, knowing it, won't do you any good." Duanmu Qingshan turned around, "For the past ten years, they have sent me a disciple with low qualifications every year, and then severely humiliated me, just to take advantage of this.
Just come to humiliate me."
"Why is this?"
"Do you really want to know?" Duanmu Qingshan stared into Ling Feng's eyes and said word by word.
"Yeah." Ling Feng nodded heavily.
"It's a pity that I can't completely believe you yet." Duanmu Qingshan untied the wine gourd, took a sip, and said with a faint smile.
Ling Feng's forehead went dark. This old man suddenly did this to him, which really caught him off guard.
But his concerns are correct. Why should I let him trust me?
The consequences of trusting others casually may be the same as yourself, and you may be deceived by a bitch like Su Lin.
"I understand." Ling Feng nodded, "I have been deceived by others, so I will not trust anyone easily."
"You are not very old, but you seem to be a person with stories."
Duanmu Qingshan obviously talked a lot today, and sat down next to Ling Feng with a wine gourd, "If I am sure that you are not a spy sent by Lin Canglang and the others, I will accept you as my disciple."
"Lin Canglang? Who is it?" Ling Feng was a little confused.
Duanmu Qingshan took a deep look at Ling Feng, smiled faintly, and said, "Ask the head of the Immortal Sect."
"Master?" Ling Feng's pupils shrank and a wry smile appeared on his face.
Unexpectedly, Duanmu Qingshan offended not only the peak masters, but also the head master who wanted to deal with him. As a result, his situation...
Unlucky! Really unlucky!
"Looking at your expression, I now somewhat believe that you are not sent by Lin Canglang." Duanmu Qingshan took another sip of wine and smiled lightly.
"Is this wine from a medicine bar?" Ling Feng turned to look at Duanmu Qingshan and asked suddenly.
"Oh?" Duanmu Qingshan put down the wine gourd and said, "Continue."
"You are injured!"
"The eyes are very poisonous." Duanmu Qingshan nodded, "You are still young, but your medical skills are not bad."
"I know a little bit about it." Ling Feng met Duanmu Qingshan's gaze and said slowly: "Master, the configuration of your wine is wrong."
"Huh?" Duanmu Qingshan's complexion finally changed slightly, "Boy, even though I, Duanmu Qingshan, dare not say that my medical skills are unique in the world, decades ago, I still got the name of Duanmu Qingshan, who is known as the miracle doctor in the world.
I can count on one hand all the Taoist doctors who surpass me in medical skills. How dare you say that my Qi Transformation Ice Fire Wine is not the right match?"
"No, it's just wrong!"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth. In other aspects, Ling Feng might not argue with Duanmu Qingshan, but when it came to medical skills, he was particularly paranoid.
This is also the reason why he has such attainments in medical skills at such a young age.
Duanmu Qingshan looked into Ling Feng's eyes for a long time, and finally burst into laughter, "You are right, my wine is not the right match!"
Duanmu Qingshan stood up slowly, "If it was configured correctly, how could the sword energy in my body not be expelled for more than ten years? It is in vain that I, Duanmu Qingshan, thought that he was a good doctor, but now I have been taught a lesson by a junior."
"Actually, there is no big problem with what Master has configured. It's just missing a certain medicinal ingredient." Ling Feng looked at the back of Duanmu Qingshan and said slowly: "There just happens to be this medicinal ingredient in the medicine field in the courtyard!"