As soon as his figure flashed, Ling Feng flew back to the other side like a hawk landing on the ground.
Relying on the demonic dragon's world-purifying fire to protect the origin of his soul, the impact of the demonic miasma above the Yan River on him is almost negligible.
It can even help him integrate the Demon Dragon Purifying World Fire more perfectly.
However, whenever Ling Feng activates the demonic dragon's world-purifying fire to the extreme, he can't help but wonder in his heart, where does his demonic dragon's world-purifying fire come from?
He seemed to vaguely remember that he had received some of the original blood of the Jiuli God Clan.
But where did they come from? Those impressions became extremely vague, and it seemed as if they had never happened.
However, this demonic dragon's world-purifying fire actually exists.
A figure flashed in my mind, but it was not real. The star stone on my chest was slightly warm, as if it was sensing something, but it failed to break through the hazy barrier.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng gathered his mind, put aside distracting thoughts, stood on the bank of the Yan River, and immediately said loudly: "Lead people across the river, and you won't take any money!"
"What?"
"Holy shit!"
In an instant, the crowds of people were all looking towards Ling Feng. The monks who were using various magic weapons to lead people across the river saw that the business was about to be completed, but the "passengers" temporarily regretted it.
Why pay when you can get it for free?
As a result, many ferry monks quickly lowered their prices, "I'll give you 50% off, 50% off!"
Seeing that the passengers wanted to leave, he quickly reduced the price, "30% off! 20% off! 10% off!"
It's a pity that it still doesn't have much appeal, which made the ferry monks almost crazy.
"Who! Are you trying to steal business?"
"Take people across the river for free? You are a fucking living Bodhisattva! Damn it!"
"What the hell, who is so annoying!"
"Who the fuck has so many things going on!"
Just like that, the white fairy crystal was taken out from his pocket. No wonder these people felt unhappy.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled. He just crossed his arms and stood there, ignoring these guys. He just slightly activated the Tianzhi Seal, and the Tianzhi divine pattern appeared between his eyebrows, which immediately stopped the clamoring monks.
pace.
Tianzhi???
I can’t afford to offend you!
For a moment, crowds of people rushed towards Ling Feng.
"Nothing will be taken from you, really nothing will be taken from you?"
"Senior Brother Tianzhi, are you telling the truth?"
Everyone looked at Ling Feng with great excitement, but obviously they didn't believe that such a pie-in-the-sky thing could happen.
What's more, there are so many people here, how many people can he bring there alone?
"I said I won't take a penny, so of course I won't take a penny."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly, "However, I can't waste my hard work, right? So, as long as you can come up with something that you think is of some value in exchange, I will take you there and I will never break my promise!"
"Some value?"
Everyone blinked, "What is this standard?"
"As long as it pleases my eyes."
Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows and said, "There are no need for such common things as immortal stones and crystals."
"Forehead……"
Is there a kind of monk who is all in distress and looks pleasing to the eye?
This standard seems simple, but it is the most difficult to achieve.
What is pleasing to the eye?
Who can say this well?
"that……"
At this moment, a monk hesitated for a long time, then walked out from the crowd and took out a piece of ore from his sleeve, "This is a piece of ore I picked up on the third floor. Look..."
"Looks pretty good."
Ling Feng accepted the ore smoothly, "Okay, I'll accept it!"
"Holy shit, is this okay?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, "I also have stones!"
"I also have ore, the best ore!"
"Just one of a kind."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "My personal abilities are limited, and I can't bring everyone there without limit, so it's first come, first served. Just try to find some new, fresh and unique things."
After saying that, Ling Feng raised his hand to hold down the monk who took out the ore, jumped in, and then took the man to the other side.
With the protection of his immortal war soul, the monk was almost unaffected by the Demonic Miasma of the Flame River. When he arrived on the other side, he looked around in disbelief and said, "Oh my god, I'm here. Unscathed! Haha!”
I was able to cross the river smoothly just by picking up a piece of ore, which was an unexpected surprise.
A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth. The conditions for this first person can naturally be slower, but as he goes further, I believe he will have unexpected gains.
"Okay, you can move on."
Ling Feng stretched out his hand and patted the lucky man on the shoulder. Under his extremely admiring eyes, he flew back to the other side.
"Junior Brother Ling is really..."
Not far away, Tianzhi's disciples looked at this scene with some astonishment.
This is indeed a good opportunity to pick up the slack, but it's a pity that most of them don't have Ling Feng's ability.
As for Yu Shenxianjun, he really can't take away this face.
Yu Shenxian Jun shook his head and smiled. Ling Feng did not take advantage of the situation like other monks. It was not a robbery. He ruined Tianzhi's reputation. Instead, he earned some reputation for Tianzhi.
On the other side, watching the first guy cross the river with just a stone, the crowd became even more excited.
"I, I, I, I have a sword here!"
"I have a secret book!"
"I have the best elixir!"
"..."
Although these monks are not from super-class forces, the advantage is that there are many people, and there will always be good things in some people.
And Ling Feng did not screen for expensive items. Just as he said, he chose rare and rare items to accept.
Although it was basically like "picking up garbage" at the beginning, all this was just foreshadowing for Ling Feng.
Soon, Ling Feng had made eight trips back and forth, successfully crossing the river with more than a dozen monks.
As time went by, Ling Feng became more and more picky, strictly following the standard of accepting only one item of a kind.
All elixirs, secret books, swords, and armors will naturally lose their competitiveness.
Everyone can only rack their brains to find some rare things to exchange.
The other ferry monks could only activate the involution mode, and were pressured by Ling Feng to charge about one-tenth of the original price. Only then were there people willing to cross the river with them.
In this way, Ling Feng could be considered as indirectly doing something good, which made everyone admire Ling Feng.
At this moment, several female disciples from Cihang Jingzhai also arrived.
Both Yu Shiwei and her senior sister Fengling went smoothly, with no near misses.
Not only that, even Fang Shaoan of the Kunwu Immortal Sect and Li Qingyan of the Qingyuan Sword Sect also successfully arrived at the banks of the Yan River.
Both of them looked a little embarrassed, but Ling Feng didn't expect that they actually acted together as a team.
Come to think of it, if it weren't for Li Qingyan's help, Fang Shaoan would probably have a hard time getting here.
"Master Ling!"
Yu Shiwei's beautiful eyes flashed, and she saw Ling Feng ferrying by the river. The monks took out their belongings in the hope of trading with Ling Feng.
Ling Feng just chose among the many objects very leisurely, not too hastily, not too hastily.
"Miss Yushi, we meet again."
Ling Feng stood in front of Yu Shiwei. Before, it seemed that Yu Shiwei had a good relationship with Wan Xin'er from the Xuntian Thunder Clan. If she was willing, she could actually hug the Xuntian Lei Clan's lap and walk naturally without any hindrance.
However, she did not do this.
It seems that under Yu Shiwei's weak appearance, she is quite determined inside.
"I thought Mr. Ling had already entered the tenth floor."
Yu Shiwei hugged the guqin and smiled softly.
"Aren't you still waiting for someone?"
Ling Feng pointed in the direction of the Tianzhi disciples and said: "Let's not talk about this for now. I will take you there."
"this……"
Yu Shiwei gritted her silver teeth and waved her hand quickly, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate. The young master is ferrying here, and I should also take out the treasures for trade. I can't break the young master's rules."
"All right."
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. He couldn't win over this woman, but luckily his ID stipulated that he should only accept things that please his eyes.
Then, no matter what Yu Shiwei puts out, just accept it and just treat it as a waste.
Yu Shiwei pursed her delicate lips, thought for a while, took out a gemstone that shone with colorful light, and handed it to Ling Feng, "This is the Thousand Spirits Divine Stone, which can stimulate the growth of various spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses, and greatly shorten the life of these spiritual flowers."
The time it takes for things to grow.”
"nice one."
Ling Feng smiled slightly and was about to accept it, but someone stood up and refused.
"Senior brother, didn't you say that you only accept one item of the same thing? Haven't you already received similar gems?"
"That's right!"
Everyone hurriedly booed, and Ling Feng felt helpless for a while. Just when he was about to defend himself, Yu Shiwei said, "Then I'd better change to another one."
However, after changing several items in a row, Ling Feng had received similar items one after another.
Just when Ling Feng was at a loss what to do, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stretched out a finger, used the fingertip as a blade, and gently cut off a strand of Yu Shiwei's hair, "I will take this strand of hair, Miss Yu Shi."
, you don’t mind, do you?”
A blush rose on Yu Shiwei's face, but she finally nodded and said a subtle "hmm".
Ling Feng laughed and put his hair into his arms.
"You have nothing to say."
Ling Feng laughed loudly, and immediately reached out to grab the shoulders of Yu Shiwei and Feng Ling respectively. When Yu Shiwei was at a loss, she was already led across the Yan River by Ling Feng.
"You two can move on, see you later."
Ling Feng cupped his fists and saluted the two girls, then flew back to the other side.
"Ling..."
Yu Shiwei stared at Ling Feng's back for a long time, but her face was still very hot, and her heart was already surging. She kept asking herself: Why did he want to collect my hair?
In fact, Ling Feng was just forced into a hurry and picked up an object at random without thinking too much.
But for Yu Shiwei, being able to give away her hair undoubtedly has a special meaning.
…
"My hair is fine, but the skin on the soles of my feet is fine!"
"I also have an old Niwan!"
"Damn, do you want a fifty-year collection of dandruff?"
By the time Ling Feng returned to the other side, the crowd on the other side was already in a frenzy and began to sacrifice "things from the underworld".
Ling Feng's head darkened, "I have collected this kind of object once, you should change your mind!"
Then everyone shrank back angrily and began racking their brains to find fresh objects.
At this moment, another man walked out of the crowd. As soon as he came out, he began to take off his clothes, first pulling on the waistband of his pants, and then taking off his jacket and lining.
The corner of Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly, "My dear friend, I won't accept this either. You'd better go back."
How fresh is it?
What else are we doing here, laying flowers?
"No, no."
The man looked embarrassed, "You misunderstood. It's not what you think. It's just that this thing is tattooed on my body, so I can only..."
"oh?"
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, and it seemed that something interesting finally appeared.