The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 39
Lin Feng played with this Yingying sword carefully, the sword edge was shining coldly, and the sword energy leaked out when his fingertips touched the skin lightly, already cut a hole in Lin Feng's hand.

The whole body of the sword was silver-gray, and after Lin Feng recognized the master, a layer of cyan light appeared on the edge of the sword, and after a while, it retracted into the body to hide the edge.

Lin Feng was overjoyed, and considered whether to refine it into a magic weapon after reaching the alchemy stage. Of course, it was still early, the matter at hand had not been resolved, and he didn't know if he could live for ten years.

When the speeding car was about to enter the city, Lin Feng found a person in a sparsely smoky mountain forest and settled down. After thinking about it, he released the puppet of the late Yuanying stage, took his bow and arrow, and followed him into the city with the posture of an ordinary person. It is still possible to come to a strange place A security guarantee is good, in case of being attacked by a high-ranking monk, you don't know how to die.

Looking at the stout puppet, Lin Feng thought of Han Li who had just entered the world of cultivating immortals. Zhang Tie beside him was ruthlessly refined into a puppet. In this world, there is no law and no fairness, only to constantly strengthen one's own strength In order to live steadily.

"I'll call you Zhang Tie from now on, to commemorate Han Li's past." Lin Feng patted the puppet's chest with emotion, and walked quickly towards the imperial city.

Like a follower, the puppet followed behind him without saying a word, with his wide hat pressed down, without showing his face.

In this way, one person and one servant entered the imperial city disguised as a pair of children from the cultivating family traveling abroad.

Lin Feng found a restaurant, ordered two side dishes, and began to inquire about the situation in the city with the store owner.

"Xiao Er, I heard that Zhao Xinchuan is going to get married soon? Whose girl is so lucky to marry into a rich family?"

The shop waiter looked Lin Feng up and down and said, "Little brother, is he from another place? Can you say that?"

"How do you know? What's wrong? The family is so prominent, you don't have to worry about marrying this kind of family?" Lin Feng said pretending to be envious.

"Little brother, you don't know that this Zhao Xinchuan is a well-known tyrant in the imperial city. Which shop on this street has not been patronized? They have never given money, including those in Huajie Liuxiang, and which ones are there if the girl grows taller? Be more beautiful, his nose is sharper than a dog, and he will be found and ruined in a few days, and now all the women in the city are playing ugly, wishing to have a pockmarked face, everyone is in danger... Marry To him? I don’t know which girl is so unlucky..."

The shop clerk shook his head and said, it seems that this shop has been bullied by him a lot.

"Things that don't open your eyes make you chew your tongue!"

A long whip whizzed towards the waiter's body, and a smear of blood seeped out from his clothes. The shop assistant who beat him screamed and fell to the ground in pain, unable to get up again.

Lin Feng looked at all this calmly, and persuaded: "Forget it, why should this brother bother with a small Si."

The person who shot looked at Lin Feng, put away the whip that was several feet long, and said with a friendly smile: "What is the name of this brother?"

"Lin Feng."

"I don't know what the brother is doing here?" The man cast his eyes on Zhang Tie. Although it was the Qi refining period, he could feel Lin Feng's cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment. Lin Feng also deliberately let go of the realm, although his cultivation was not It's high, but it's enough to be regarded as a guest in this imperial city.

It's just that the tall man on the side looks like an ordinary person without a trace of aura.

He wouldn't be so stupid as to think that a foundation-establishing cultivator brought an ordinary person out for a stroll.

"On the order of the elders in the family, I just went out for a trip. I heard that Mr. Zhao is very hospitable. I thought of visiting here. I also heard about Mr. Zhao's recent wedding training. I really want to come and ask for a glass of wedding wine. Who are you? ?” Lin Feng pretended to be nonchalant and said, like a child of a family who just joined the world.

"Oh, to tell you the truth, Brother Lin, I'm working under Mr. Zhao's service. My surname is Li, and my name is Er. If Brother Lin is interested in getting to know Mr. Zhao, I can introduce you. However, there are many people attending Mr. Zhao's wedding banquet. I don't know Mr. Lin. Does it have some..."

Lin Feng heard what he meant, Tao took out the sword that Lu You gave him back then, and placed it on the table. The things that the Cultivation Cultivator sent out were naturally several times better than those of these casual cultivators.

Looking at a shining fairy sword, Li Er's eyes lit up with envy, and he immediately said that he could tell the Patriarch on the wedding day to save him a good position.

From Li Er's mouth, I learned that there are still two days until the wedding banquet, when the royal family and nobles will come to the dinner, Lin Feng originally wanted to go to the house and rob Qin Qingying and Fifth Uncle right now.

But after thinking about it carefully, I want to rob the bride in front of everyone on the wedding day, without leaving any face for the royal family. I want to let those in power know that there are still sects of cultivating immortals watching this secular world. If things go on like this, they can be replaced at any time. I believe that Immortal Sword Valley is also happy to do this thing of eliminating harm for the people.

As for this Zhao Xinchuan, he will never allow him to live. If the royal family retaliates, although he promised that the eldest lady of the Qin family would only rescue Qin Qingying, he doesn't mind doing more. For Uncle Wu's sake, the Qin family must be guaranteed. Safety.

Full of joy, Li Er brought Lin Feng to the gate of Zhao Xinchuan's mansion to recognize the door. He found a friend who made friends in the foundation period for the Zhao family, and his status in the family would rise steadily. The silent follower wearing a bamboo hat looked really weird.

Originally, I wanted to invite Lin Feng into the house and introduce him to the head of the family, who is Zhao Xinchuan's father and the cousin of the current emperor.

Lin Feng expressed his refusal, saying that the Zhao residence is too busy now, so he would wait until the wedding day to bother him. After Li Er came in, Lin Feng found a nearby inn to live in.

Lin Feng let go of his consciousness and walked towards Zhao's house. The huge mansion and the large number of people walking back and forth made Lin Feng quite headache, looking for Miss Qin and Uncle Wu one by one.

After a while, I finally found Qin Qingying in a room in the backyard, but the strange thing was that Uncle Wu was nowhere to be found, and he couldn't find it anywhere.

At this time, Miss Qin was being looked after by the old mothers at two o'clock. In order to prevent accidents, her hands and feet were tied up, and she was thrown on the bed like this. No matter how much she struggled, it was useless. The two old mothers sat aside and drank tea indifferently.

"Damn girl, be honest with me. When you come to Zhao's house, don't think about going out of this door again. Want to die? You have to give birth to the Zhao family's child first."

The other old woman looked at the struggling and noisy Miss Qin who finally couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, got up and walked over, kicked Miss Qin in the stomach, the painful Qin Qingying turned over on the bed, bit her lips and refused to make a sound stubbornly .

(End of this chapter)