Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 9
The chain was intertwined, and while asking questions, Leng Feng actually started to attack Huang Yun's army!

This act was so daring that the three other deacon disciples who reported the letter before were dumbfounded and even trembled.

Before, in the name of trash, Leng Feng blatantly beat Yue Yunfeng of the seventh Heavenly Layer of Acquired Heaven and his genius disciple Bai Kun into dead dogs.

Such a sudden change and gap made them a little frightened, and they sneaked back to report the news because they didn't want to be beaten.

But now, they brought the elder Huang Yun here and thought they could easily clean up Leng Feng, the legendary trash, but they didn't expect that Leng Feng would dare to argue with the elder Huang Yun at the top of his voice?
Is this fucking going against the sky? Could it be that all the good-for-nothings in the world are like this, and are geniuses allowed to live?

At this time, no matter what other people thought, Huang Yun really had some headaches. To be honest, if he wanted to deal with an ordinary disciple, it would be easy for him.

Which ordinary disciple would dare to challenge him?
However, Leng Feng made him a little scruples here, mainly because of the special situation of the Shu Dao lineage, and now Leng Feng is the only disciple of the Shu Dao lineage.

It is true that the Jidao Patriarch has retreated, and he has been ignoring things all year round, but Leng Feng's current aggressive attitude cannot be avoided because of the secret support of the Jidao Patriarch.

Otherwise, would Leng Feng'an dare to treat him like this, an elder of the Deacon Hall?
Even if these are just his guesses, or Leng Feng's strength is just because Leng Feng himself doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, he dare not gamble!

He is indeed an elder, but the gap between him as an elder and the Supreme Elder is more than one hundred and eight thousand miles, let alone the extremely famous Patriarch of the Shu Dao lineage?

If he really provoked the Ji Dao Patriarch and was slapped to death, he can guarantee that his death will be for nothing.

The Zongmen will never make things difficult for the Patriarch Jidao just because he is such an ordinary elder.

Moreover, Leng Feng's current questioning is not vegetarian, it is a pit, and anyone who falls into it will be pitted to death.

The existence of the Shu Dao branch in the sect at this time is indeed very embarrassing and desolate, and most of the other peaks are suppressing and making trouble.

But how can such a thing be said and done clearly, and make such a big fuss?
Thinking of this, Huang Yun suddenly hated Yue Yunfeng and Bai Kun who had passed out, they wanted to be greedy for petty gains but they couldn't even wipe their butts clean, but now they made it difficult for him as an elder, how unreasonable is that?

"Hmph, Leng Feng, I advise you to be cautious, not everything can be said within the sect!"

"The lineage of Shu Dao, Sword Immortal, Taoism, Formation, Pill Artifact, and Martial Arts are the same six peaks of our Penglai Xianzong. This has not changed since ancient times."

"As for, you said that my deacon's hall secretly deducted the benefits of disciples of the Shu Dao lineage, that is even more nonsense. I can't believe your one-sided words. I will find out about the specific situation after Yue Yunfeng wakes up."

"There is no elixir in your welfare because the elixir reserve before the Deacon Hall is exhausted. It just so happens that I still have two bottles of Essence Blood Pill and two bottles of Refining Blood Pill on me, which will be considered as your disciple's welfare." Huang Yun will Four bottles of pills were thrown into Leng Feng's hands.

Seeing this, Leng Feng put it away with a smile, how could he not want the good things that were given for nothing?

As for what Huang Yun said, he didn't believe a single word, they were all used to deceive ghosts!
"Thank you, Elder Huang!"

Seeing Leng Feng leaning over to salute, Huang Yun became more and more awkward as he looked at him, and always felt an abnormal shock.

Resisting the urge to shiver, Huang Yun said with a smile: "Leng Feng, as the successor of the art of surgery, you need to know that you have a heavy responsibility."

"The revival of Shu Dao is urgent, you need to work hard for it all the time, and I also believe that you can do your best!"

Staring blankly at the incomparably sincere concern and anticipation on Huang Yun's face, Leng Feng suddenly felt a toothache, should he be so fake?
I just slapped your face, and you can still smile so brightly and kindly, it makes me feel so embarrassed, where can I find the sense of accomplishment of slapping your face?
Just when Leng Feng was slandering, Huang Yun had already handed him a golden animal-shaped token.

"In order for you to grow up as soon as possible and take on the burden of revitalizing your art, here is a task for you to complete."

"Three days later, you must set off for the Fairy Spirit Valley in the Zong. As a deacon in the valley, you must maintain and supervise the order of the Fairy Spirit Valley and ensure its normal operation. This Myriad Beast Token is your proof of identity!"

Hearing this, Leng Feng's heart shuddered, he felt bad, there must be something wrong with the mission of the Fairy Spirit Valley, otherwise why would Huang Yun take the initiative to entrust him to complete it?
As for what Huang Yun said before for his growth, it was just farting. If he believed in IQ, he would be on par with [-].

Leng Feng raised his head and was about to resign, but Huang Yun's face turned cold and his voice sank: "New disciples need to complete a task for the sect for free every month."

"The one who issued these missions is the Deacon Hall I represent, and the mission of the Fairy Spirit Valley Deacon is also the mission I issued to you this month."

"Leng Feng, entrusting this task to you is my trust in you, the trust of the Hall of Deacons, and even the trust of the entire Penglai Immortal Sect."

"If you dare to refuse or betray the trust of the sect, then I don't mind sending you to the punishment hall now."

With a dignified look on his face, Huang Yun's every word was resonant. Obviously, Huang Yun at this time would absolutely not allow anyone to dare to resist him, otherwise his thunderous wrath would be ushered in.

When the matter came to this point, Leng Feng already understood that he could never escape the mission of Fairy Spirit Valley. He had taken Huang Yun as a general before, and Huang Yun will come back after changing hands.

Raising his hand to take the Token of Ten Thousand Beasts in Huang Yun's hand, Leng Feng responded in a muffled voice: "The disciple takes orders, and after three days, he will definitely set off."

Hearing this, Huang Yun nodded and smiled in satisfaction, then his expression turned cold in an instant, and he shouted at the three deacon disciples behind him: "You bastards, hurry up and take your two senior brothers back with me, you'll embarrass me Now see!"

Flying into the sky, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and Huang Yun's expression was thoughtful and calm. After today's incident, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Does Leng Feng really have no immortal roots, and would it be a big mistake to exile Leng Feng to the Shu Dao lineage?

But thinking about the current situation of the Shu Dao lineage, even the inheritance has been cut off, even if Leng Feng has immortal roots, so what if he is an unborn genius?

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Could he still soar into the sky without inheritance? It's a joke!
Such a person is not a genius, but a monster!

And when Huang Yun thought about the task he had given to Leng Feng for the Fairy Spirit Valley, the worry in his heart couldn't even lift a wave.

After Leng Feng came out of Fairy Spirit Valley, he didn't know what kind of virtue he would have?

At this time, Leng Feng was also thinking about the mission of the Fairy Spirit Valley. He knew that Huang Yun was restless and kind, but it was completely useless, so he had to go.

After a long while, Leng Feng suddenly smiled: "What will happen, don't you know when you go, why waste time thinking about it?"

The previous him was unconsciously infatuated, thinking that he has never encountered any danger in the eternity of his life, even if he died, he experienced it once.

Now it's just a matter of the acquired state, and it's really wrong for him to spend his brain cells thinking hard.

After sorting out his thoughts, Leng Feng suddenly felt a sense of relief. It was only an hour before the sun rose, and it was still time to catch up.

Stepping up and using the illusion speed technique, Leng Feng turned into a phantom and rushed down Qinghua Peak at high speed, and headed towards the direction of the main hall.

Arriving at the main hall area, after a while of inquiries, Leng Feng finally found the public dining room of the disciples of the outer sect of Penglai Xianzong.

Everything in the restaurant is free, Leng Feng unceremoniously took four or five steamed buns, and found a place to sit down to eat two big bowls of meat dishes. He has been extremely hungry since last night.

After breakfast, Leng Feng hiccupped and left the restaurant, and was pointed and pointed at all along the way, who made him look too bright.

The other outer disciples all wore the robes of disciples from their respective peaks, but Leng Feng was the only one in white clothes, bare feet, and colorful hair. Coupled with the unique ethereal aura exuded by Leng Feng himself, it was really difficult not to attract attention.

But it's no wonder Leng Feng, who made the disciple gowns of Shu Dao's lineage stop production long ago, there is not even a disciple for more than ten years, who would specialize in making disciple gowns?

"Hello, Leng Feng." Two figures appeared in front of Leng Feng, and the one who spoke was a handsome young man with a slightly alienated and arrogant expression, but seeing that one of them had fiery red hair, and even a pair of sword eyebrows were fiery red, but Leng Feng didn't care about him. Not impressed.

On the other hand, the beautiful girl with the black mark on the center of her eyebrows beside the young man, Leng Feng vaguely remembered that it was the spirit body aptitude of Yin Sha Water Body.

But Leng Feng didn't know that the young man's name was Fang Tianya, he possessed the Huoji sword body, and because his blood was not activated before joining the sect, he didn't have any abnormal appearance of immortal seedlings on his body.

It wasn't until the Immortal Immortal Plate was detected that he shined brightly, entering the line of the strongest Sword Immortal in one fell swoop, and becoming the disciple of one of the elders, which is extremely glorious.

"Hello." Leng Feng nodded lightly to Fang Tianya and Yin Qian, which was a response.

"Tianya, let's go quickly, don't delay Elder Wang's lecture on swordsmanship." Yin Qian didn't seem to see Leng Feng at all, she pulled Fang Tianya away.

Different from Leng Feng, the sect attaches great importance to the disciples with top-grade immortal roots and above. Although they belong to outer sect disciples, they are completely different in terms of resources and benefits.

It was as if the advice and narrations of the elders were completely out of reach for ordinary outer disciples, but to Yin Qian, Fang Tianya and the others, they seemed like commonplace.

Seeing this, Leng Feng shook his head with a broken smile and continued to move forward. The world of practice is a ruthless place.

Without a background of strength, without a potential opportunity, it is right to allow others to scorn and kill them, but it's just that I feel a little uncomfortable when I put things that look down on others with a dog's eyes.

The place Leng Feng is going to now is the Zongmen's Daozang Pavilion, which is the place where the Zongmen's countless kung fu formulas, martial arts, Taoism, etc. are stored.

New disciples can receive one copy of the same realm of exercises and martial arts for free. As for Taoism and array, those outside disciples who are not yet in the acquired realm can get their hands on it.

No matter which line of disciples they belong to, what they practiced in the Houtian realm is just ordinary martial arts, it's just that the emphasis is different.

Just like the sword fairy lineage focuses on swordsmanship, the Taoist lineage focuses on foundation cultivation, and the martial arts lineage focuses on physical fitness and so on.

Daozang Pavilion is located in the northwest of the main hall area. Although there are no special disciples guarding the outside world, it is densely covered with a large number of dangerous and unpredictable formations. Anyone who trespasses will be trapped and killed.

As for the inside, there are also several unknown elders working together to take care of it.

Relying on the token of his outer sect disciple of the art of art, Leng Feng eliminated the formation step by step and walked towards Daozang Pavilion.

Entering it, within the vast space, there are jade slips of various exercises placed in different categories. At a glance, there are countless numbers. How can the accumulation of Penglai Xianzong's tens of thousands of years be underestimated?

"New disciples, one set of exercises and martial arts of the same realm. Find a suitable exercise or martial art and use the disciple's token to dissolve the jade slip's restriction, but remember, it is only valid twice."

"After two times, it will cause a forbidden rebound. The time limit is half an hour. Let's start." The elder of the sect on duty at the Daozang Pavilion said blankly after confirming Leng Feng's disciple token.

Hearing this, Leng Feng nodded and turned around, and walked towards the section of the magic spell classics. He was very curious, wondering how many spells Penglai Xianzong had collected?

Every forming technique of the Shu Dao lineage is extremely powerful, even extremely strange, and because of this, every technique is extremely precious.

Once a technique appears in the world, it will attract practitioners of the technique to flock to snatch it!

However, when Leng Feng actually came to the magic area, his whole body froze instantly.

Not because there are too few, but because there is none, not a single one, two entire rows of shelves are all empty, so clean that not even a grain of mouse droppings can be seen.

Leng Feng felt bitter, now he finally realized how cruel it was for him to be thrown into the Shu Dao lineage.

In the past, he always thought that even though the lineage of the art of art was cut off, there should be some low-level cultivation art left behind, but the reality slapped him severely.

He had thought too much before.

So Leng Feng understands why there hasn't been a single disciple in the Shu Dao lineage for more than ten years, this damn sister doesn't even have a basic low-level spell and still practice it!

The cultivation of Shu Dao and Shu Art is difficult, and talent and hard work are indispensable.

And if there is no formed technique, if you want to practice the technique, you must practice other Taoism, martial arts, etc., and finally upgrade it to the realm of the technique, but the time and experience spent in such a practice method will be reduced. Improve exponentially.

Moreover, with the improvement of one's own cultivation level, the difficulty of upgrading Taoism and martial arts into a technique will also increase exponentially. Under such circumstances, how can one practice this technique?

In this way, the decline of Shu Dao is inevitable.

Leng Feng is now walking on the second path of cultivation of the art, but this is not because Leng Feng does not have the inheritance of the art.

What a joke, he possesses the origin of the art of art, if it is the inheritance of the art of art, who in this world would dare to compare with him?
It's just that his current realm is too low, at least until he reaches the seventh level of the Houtian realm, his practice of martial arts must be completed by raising the realm of martial arts.

And it's not difficult for him, it's even very simple. With his aptitude for martial arts, it's much faster to practice martial arts like this than those monks who practice martial arts.

"There's really no way around it. Who's to say that my buddy's qualifications are against the sky?" Leng Feng thought a little beautifully, then turned around and walked towards the place where the classics of the martial arts line were located without hesitation.

However, he didn't see the elder of Daozang Pavilion who was on duty at the door looking at him and shaking his head: "Why does the Shu Dao sect accept such a stupid disciple now? Seeing that my sect doesn't even have a single cultivation method, not only is it not low-key but also Stupid happy, really sick in the brain!"

Compared with the school of Shu Dao, the training books of the school of Martial Arts are densely packed. Leng Feng watched intently, looking for his favorite exercises and martial arts.

(End of this chapter)