Immortal Emperor Returns

"It's Ju Lingzhu again!" Lin Feng was shocked, but on the surface, he calmly took over Ju Lingzhu, "Are there such things?"

The last time he found Ju Lingzhu from Luo Zicheng was enough to shock him, but he never thought that Luo Zicheng would still be there.

Although the "julingzhu" thing is only in the ninth heaven, it is only a treasure used to store vitality. The lowest grade exists, but it is an extraordinary treasure on earth.

If you can get a large number of gathering spirit beads, the speed of cultivation will definitely be like a rocket ride.

"No, these two beads are also Grandpa a long time ago, in a small internal auction, luckily grabbed." Luo Zicheng shook his head.

It was also by chance that the family was lucky enough to auction such two beads from an internal auction.

"Small internal auction?"

"Yes, in fact, it is the special product auction in the top circle of Dong'an. From time to time, something special appears."

"Oh ..." Lin Feng narrowed his eyes with interest. "Next time, let me know if this special product auction is over."

"Also, if you encounter such things in the future, please contact me at any time." Lin Feng continued, leaving his contact information before leaving.

Seeing that Lin Feng was about to leave, Luo Zicheng said in a hurry, "Master Lin, please wait."

The plan to attract Lin Feng with the beads was successful, but he still had one important thing to do.

Solving Cao Anbang's problem is just one of them. Grandpa's chronic illness is also a top priority.

"What else?" Lin Feng asked.

"Master Lin, don't tell you, I still have something to ask for here." Luo Zicheng said nervously.

"Say it."

"Grandpa's ill, my grandpa's body is getting worse, and I beg Master Master Lin to help." Luo Zicheng said earnestly.

What kind of person is this, not only a master of martial arts who can release inside and out, but also a practitioner.

Shuang Xiu of the martial arts is full of expectations on whether Lin Feng can cure the grandfather's ills.

Not only him, but even his father, and even the entire Luo family, otherwise, he would not give him the only bead left.

After all, placing such a bead beside Grandpa would take some more time, but if you lose the nourishment of the bead, it will definitely speed up the progress of the disease.

"Tomorrow, there are still some things at hand today." Lin Feng thought and agreed.

At the moment, it is the most important thing to seize the time to absorb the aura in the Spirit Ball and impact the foundation.

Only when the foundation is built, can he arrange the array and try to make magic weapons with jade.

"No problem." Luo Zicheng responded with excitement, "Master Lin, thank you." Next, he bent down respectfully.

Such a picture, if seen by other people in Dongan, must be shocked.

What kind of person Luo Zicheng is, the first of the five big families in Dong'an, and the future successor of the Luo family can make Luo Zicheng bend over and respectfully, even if it is the first leader of the whole Dongan, there is no such qualification.

But Luo Zicheng's counterpart was just a young man in his early twenties.

Where will they know that Lin Feng's ability is bound to be the existence of the world underfoot.

Lin Feng turned around and left. In the antique shop, only Luo Zicheng and Boss Cao remained.

Their gaze has been followed by Lin Feng driving away, and after the car's shadow completely disappeared, it was difficult to retract their gaze.

The three looked at each other, and there was awe in their eyes.

"Master Lin has promised to cure the disease, and now go back and tell the parents and grandfather the good news in person."

Luo Zicheng left immediately afterwards. The boss and his wife Cao walked to the scene of Xiaojia's car accident after sending Luo Zicheng away.

"If you can listen to a persuasion, why is it such a terrible end!"

What atheism is all nonsense, just because your level is too low to reach something.

Wushu practitioners, practitioners, their existence is actually a declaration.

"No one can offend a martial art master, a true master of feng shui practice!"

...

Leaving the antique shop, Lin Feng drove to the purple bamboo forest next to Yangui Lake.

This is the most vibrant place in Dongan City, and it is the most suitable place for cultivation as well as inaccessible places.

After arriving at the place, Lin Feng began to cultivate for the first time. With the transformation of the creation of all things, the surrounding auras were continuously gathered to be drawn into the body. In addition, there was the rich aura contained in the confluence beads, and a stream Relatively weak on some evil spirits.

The evil spirit came from the bank of Yangui Lake. Lin Feng felt the existence of the villa in Linhu Lake when he first practiced, but now, it has become evil spirit.

"There must be something special in this villa. Otherwise, it is impossible for the qi to converge again in such an interrupted time and to consolidate into wickedness, not to mention the feng shui of this villa. There should be no yin, let alone yin. "

Lin Feng, while absorbing the evil spirit released in the villa by the shore of Yangui Lake, meditated in his heart, but he didn't have the slightest curiosity in his heart.

The villa that was supposed to breed aura, but it has a continuous flow of yin, at this time it is solidified as evil spirit, which has nothing to do with him. Anyway, for him who cultivates the magic of all things, whether it is aura or evil Qi is the same for his cultivation.

When he was born again, he only cared about those close to him, his lovers, loved ones, friends, and everything else, nothing to do with him.

In the evening, Lin Feng, who had been practicing for a whole day, finally opened his eyes slowly and burst out with a sharp edge.

"Building a foundation, finally building a foundation!"

After a full day of practice, he absorbed the evil spirits in the antique shop, coupled with the assistance of Ju Lingzhu and the evil spirits released in the villa, and finally broke through to the realm of building foundations.

When the foundation is built, the master is also a ant.

"call……"

Lin Feng got up and stretched his bones, and his whole body cracked like a fried bean. At the same time, his arms slowly opened, more like tearing the air, with a whistling burst. Wind.

boom!

Lin Feng pushed out with both hands calmly, flying sand and stones. The originally calm mountain Lin flew sand and stones, and the ground not far ahead was blasted out of a deep pit out of thin air.

This push, even if it is a wall made of reinforced cement, must collapse.

"Thunder comes!"

Lin Feng spit out these two words, and in this piece of purple bamboo forest, a thunderous thunder sounded suddenly.

"The wind is coming."

A large purple bamboo forest, with the place where Lin Feng is located as the core, in a certain area, the wind is raging, the branches are trembling and the sand is flying away.

"Come here."

Lin Feng lifted his palms and turned upwards, and a few flashes of lightning emerged out of thin air.

"go with!"

With a loud noise, the thunderbolt floating on the palm of the hand split a small tree the thickness of a fist in front of it. In a moment, the small tree was chopped into pieces of dark coke.