Chapter 163 The only lost butterfly
"Sun-eating bow, Xuanwei arrow!"
Lin Feng waved his hand, and the tall golden long bow and a pot of long arrow appeared in front of him.
"Although the Sun-Devouring Bow is only a second-level talisman equipment, it is definitely the best among the second-level talisman equipment." Lin Feng looked at the longbow that emitted a faint fluctuation of the Yuan power.
"According to Qi Ming's statement, those weapons of the Golden Scale Guards are barely considered to be second-level talisman equipment, but they are obviously unable to compare with this Sun-Devouring Bow!"
"And this Xuanwei arrow is an ancient thing, and the current talisman master cannot create it at all!"
Lin Feng pulled out a Xuanwei arrow and looked at the talisman formation on it carefully. He felt dizzy and quickly turned his face.
"Now with this pair of bows and arrows, I can already threaten my opponents at the same level at a long range. It is not a problem to kill the strong man in the seventh level of the Tiger Fist. If you use the local reinforcement power, you can even threaten the strong man in the eighth level of the Tiger Fist!"
"When I reach the ninth level of Tiger Fist, I can even threaten the first-level warrior with this set of bows and arrows!"
"This set of bows and arrows will also become my secret weapon, and you will never need it until the critical moment!"
Lin Feng waved his hand and put away the bow and arrow.
"However, what made me happiest this time was the creation of the three-stacked steps of Canglang." A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.
It is not a good idea. The method of depicting talisman lines on the ground is the most closest to the true meaning of talisman Tao.
This kind of footwork requires sufficient distance between Lin Feng and his opponent. As long as the distance is sufficient, the power of the Canglang Triplex is also extremely amazing.
"Ten zhang is the best distance to make an impact. Above this distance, I can even face the full-strength attack of the powerful man in the ninth level of Tiger Fist!"
This time, I just understood this footwork and used it twice in the Tiannan Mountains, causing the death of two Golden Scale Guards, the ninth level of internal martial arts. However, Lin Feng did not think that he now had the strength to kill the ninth level of Tiger Fist.
The two Golden Scale Guards were already injured and were restrained by the talisman puppet, so they were killed by him with one blow. If the other party was at the peak, it would probably be another situation.
But at least, after using Canglang Triple Spindle Charge, it is no problem to withstand a strong man in the ninth level of Tiger Fist attack with all his strength, while a strong man in the eighth level of Tiger Fist and below cannot resist his attack at all.
From now on, whether it is a horse battle or a school battle, Lin Feng has the ability to fight over the level by relying on Canglang's three-fold split. This improvement naturally makes Lin Feng extremely happy.
This time when entering the mountain, Lin Feng was the most shocked by Qi Ming's wealthy man. Just two three-level talisman puppets were worth more than one billion gold coins. Qi Ming was just a direct descendant who was traveling abroad, and was not the real ruler in the clan. The strength of the Wanzhou Qi Family is also evident.
"Old Zhuang, Wanzhou Qijia, have you heard of it?" Lin Feng said in a voice transmission.
Mr. Zhuang said: "The Wanzhou Qi family is an ancient family in the center of the mainland. Ordinary forces are not qualified to know its existence. However, I have heard of what my identity is. Such a force is not comparable to your Luoyun Sect. If the Wanzhou Qi family is compared to the sun, Luoyun Sect cannot even be considered a star!"
"So amazing, Mr. Zhuang, please tell me about the matter about the family in Wanzhou." Lin Feng said repeatedly.
Mr. Zhuang sent a voice transmission: "Boy, when you have enough strength, you will naturally be qualified to contact these secret forces. I know too much now, and it will not benefit you at all!"
"Mr. Zhuang, how valuable is your back then than Qi Ming?" Lin Feng asked again.
Mr. Zhuang snorted and said, "I didn't even take the Wanzhou Qi family seriously back then. How could I say my wealth be better than Qiming!"
"Really?" Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and a look of interest appeared on his face.
Mr. Zhuang smiled bitterly: "Boy, don't ask anymore. I'm very tired and I'm going to rest!"
"……………” Lin Feng was speechless.
"Boy, think about it. In the small Luoyun City, I dare not speak for fear of being discovered. Although this Wanbeast Town is small, it is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. I don't know how many masters are. You keep asking this and letting others discover my existence. Do you want to kill me?" Mr. Zhuang said with a wry smile.
"That's it." Lin Feng suddenly realized and nodded quickly. "Then you should rest, I won't ask!"
Mr. Zhuang snorted and stopped talking.
"Fortunately, this kid doesn't ask anymore. If the girl Xue Xinlan discovered my existence, it would be a big trouble..." Mr. Zhuang thought.
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Inside the Black Bauhinia Hotel, Xue Xinlan's room.
"Good boy, stop crying!"
Xue Xinlan patted Liu Qingwu's shoulder lovingly and said softly: "What happened when you entered the Tiannan Mountains this time? Tell me about it. Of course, you don't need to talk to me about those things you don't want to talk to!"
"Okay, Master!"
Liu Qingwu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and started to speak softly
"You mean, the two scums from the Badao Sect came here for the inheritance of an ancient strong man!"
After Liu Qingwu finished speaking, Xue Xinlan pondered for a moment, raised her eyebrows slightly and said softly.
"Yes." Liu Qingwu nodded. "The strong man who left behind his inheritance should be Xuanyuan Wei!"
"Xuanyuan Wei, Xuanyuan Wei..." Xue Xinlan's beautiful face showed a sneer. "If these two things that were not alive and dead, if they knew what Xuanyuan Wei's inheritance meant, they would probably not go even if they were beaten to death!"
"That Xuanyuan Wei, Master knows him." Liu Qingwu was stunned.
"Although Xuanyuan Wei was a strong man ten thousand years ago, he was the ancestor of the Ghost Thorn, the number one killer organization in mainland China. How could I have never heard of him?" Xue Xinlan sneered. "If the two scums of the Chu family really accepted the inheritance, they would probably regret it immediately!"
"Why, Master." Liu Qingwu was stunned.
Xue Xinlan said: "Because Xuanyuan Wei's technique of "blood demon refining" is too evil, and it is contrary to the harmony of heaven. The all-time stewards of the ghost thorns all died in their prime. This is why it is because of the fact that he is practicing the blood demon refining skill himself. If he accepts Xuanyuan Wei's inheritance, hehe, it would be good to live for ten or eight years. Even his life is gone, what's the point of being strong!"
"So that's how it is." Liu Qingwu nodded slightly.
"If it is someone else's inheritance, I might still be interested in going to see it, but the inheritance of the Ghost Thorns ancestor is better off!"
"Master, what does the Blood Demon Refining Art look like and why does it go against the heavens?" Liu Qingwu asked.
"I don't know what the blood demon refining technique is. This is also a secret in the ghost thorns." Xue Xinlan said. "But it is said to be related to blood!"
"blood!"
"Okay, let's not talk about this!"
Xue Xinlan smiled and looked at Liu Qingwu and said, "By the way, you said that Lin Feng was able to resist the ninth level of the internal martial arts by relying on Canglang Sandie!"
"Yes." Thinking of Lin Feng's majesty to kill Chu Tong with one sword, Liu Qingwu nodded in a complicated expression.
"The seventh level of internal martial arts and the ninth level of internal martial arts. This boy from Luoyun Sect is really a bit tricky." Xue Xinlan smiled and said, "Qingwu, you go and invite him over tomorrow. I have something to ask him!"
"I, please ask him." Liu Qingwu frowned, "Master, my relationship with him is not very good."
"Qingwu, it's the same." Xue Xinlan said. "This Lin Feng fights against Badao Sect in the Tiannan Mountains this time, and it can be said that he is standing up for you. Even if you are still opponents in the future, it's okay to say thank you for this matter. Besides, I asked him to come, and there are some things that need to be asked, you just went to invite him on my behalf!"
"Yes, Master." Liu Qingwu lowered her head and said.
"Okay, you're too tired, have a good rest and forget all the things you should forget. Let's talk about everything tomorrow." Xue Xinlan waved her hand.
Liu Qingwu responded, bowed and walked to her room next door.
Xue Xinlan frowned and murmured: "The inheritance of Xuanyuan Old Ghost should have been accepted by the person who saved Qingwu. I don't know what kind of person he was, but now it seems that his mind is not bad!"
"I hope he can have a strong enough mind and commit less murderous crimes!"
Standing up and gently covering the door, Xue Xinlan's beautiful eyes flashed and she sighed faintly.
"Lin Feng's power... should not come from the power of blood. His ability to kill the powerful man in the ninth level of internal martial arts is definitely not just the effect of Canglang Sanshe!"
"Is it the Vermillion Bird's Wanxiang Achievement!"
Xue Xinlan's eyes fell on the wall of the room.
It was a portrait of a middle-aged man.
The man in the portrait is handsome and elegant, with a trace of evil smile on his lips.
The paper of the scroll is slightly yellow, but it is well protected. The whole painting has no other colors and is completely outlined with extremely fine gray lines, which is completely different from the ordinary scrolls on the Xuanwu Continent.
Looking at the man on the painting, Xue Xinlan's eyes also showed a hint of obsession.
"Zhuang Midie, will this Lin Feng... be your successor? His power comes from your Vermilion Bird's Wanxiang Achievement!"
"If he is your successor, then where are you now? After so many years, why don't you come to me? When do you want me to wait!"
Xue Xinlan turned her wrist and a strange thing appeared in her hands.
Several thin and thin cloth tapes are connected to two oval cloth pieces.
Looking at this strange thing, Xue Xinlan's face showed a slightly shy smile, and a man's voice echoed in her heart.
"Xinlan girl, you are good everywhere, but your breasts are too small. This baby is given to you. If you wear it in your clothes, it will definitely make you look more like a woman, haha!"
Thinking of the evil voice, Xue Xinlan's face turned redder and she spat softly: "Bad man!"
"If this kid is your disciple, then you must be alive!"
"Zhuang Midie, if you really hide from me, I will definitely have a way to let you come out to see me." Xue Xinlan bit her rosy lips and said softly.
"If you don't come out to see me, I will kill your Dark Night Blade to flow into a river of blood!"
Xue Xinlan said angrily, looking at her wrist.
A bloody orchid appeared under her skin and bloomed on her white wrist......
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Chapter completed!