Rebirth of Coiling Dragon

Chapter 26 - Preparing to leave

The Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. The places where magical beasts of the fifth and sixth ranks gathered!

Lin Feng was concentrating on carving the statue of his younger sister, Lin Ruo.

"Boss, when will you be arriving at the core of the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts?" "In places like this, the most powerful magical beast we've encountered is at most a magical beast of the sixth rank. It isn't a challenge at all." "I want to challenge a magical beast of the seventh rank. Boss, I want to challenge a magical beast of the seventh rank!"

Lin Feng looked at the little Shadowmouse and said, "Alright, don't be too arrogant. You still said that the Level 6 Magical Beast is not a challenge, but the leader of the Green Wind Eagle from last time, what can you do about it?"

"It's not my fault." "Hmph." Bebe rubbed his nose with his little claws, then snorted. "Boss, you saw that Bluewind Hawk captain isn't willing to descend from the sky. His wind blades seem to be frantically attacking without magic power, but I'm willing to let him attack!"

Lin Feng laughed.

Lin Feng already had a general understanding of the little Shadowmouse, Bebe, after battling him a few times. In terms of speed, the little Shadowmouse, Bebe, had reached a terrifying level. He was still confident in his ability to deal with magical beasts of the sixth rank. But against a magical beast of the seventh rank, most likely, it would be difficult.

De Linkewote suddenly floated to the side, looking at Lin Feng, De Linkewote was pleased.

"Lin Feng." De Linkewote suddenly said.

Lin Feng turned his head and smiled at De Linkewote. Their souls conversed as they asked: "Grandpa Doehring, what's the matter?"

De Linkewote smiled and said: "According to your last few works, I can officially tell you, your stone-carving skills can already be considered as just entering the hall for the first time."

Lin Feng's eyes could not help but light up. After painstakingly training in the Straight Chisel Inscription for six years, he finally obtained Grandpa Doehring's approval today. Six years. In these six years, at least half of Lin Feng's time was spent on drawing the straight chisel. Today, there was finally a reward.

"Now you know that I did not lie to you back then right? The Straight Chisel Carving is definitely a cheat in the Magician's mental cultivation." De Linkewote said proudly.

To be able to create the Straight Chisel School's stone carving technique, De Linkewote did indeed have the qualifications to be proud. Not only had the Straight Chisel School created a new sect of sculpture, the greatest benefit was that it increased the Magician's mental strength. If this benefit was spread out, all the major powers would probably recruit Lin Feng at all costs.

Hearing De Linkewote's words, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth couldn't help but curl up. Relying on the Carving Sect, his cultivation speed in magic was simply not something that could be measured with common sense.

Since two years ago, when Lin Feng's sculpting was introduced, whenever he carved, his mental strength would always increase rapidly, and his rate of growth was more than ten times faster than the Magician's regular meditation.

"Grandpa Doehring, thank you. If not for you, I wouldn't have been able to break through to the peak of the eighth level of Magician so quickly." Lin Feng's words were extremely sincere. If De Linkewote had not guided him in his cultivation and taught him how to carve the straight chisel, his current magical cultivation would at most be slightly stronger than Di Liya's.

De Linkewote laughed and scolded: "Lin Feng, why are you being so polite to me? If it weren't for the fact that you accidentally dripped blood on the Coiling Dragon ring to become master, I don't know how long I would have to wait to see the light of day again."

"Unfortunately, I couldn't find the Blueheart Grass, couldn't drink dragon's blood, couldn't awaken the Dragonblood Warrior's bloodline, and thus couldn't cultivate the Secret Dragonblood Manual, causing my warrior's cultivation to be far behind that of magic. So far, I have only reached rank 7." Lin Feng said with some pity.

In the original book, Lin Feng had found Blueheart Grass from the Mist Canyon. However, even though Lin Feng and his party had gone around Level 6 or even the outskirts of the gathering place for Level 7 Magical Beasts, they still could not find the location of the Mist Canyon. However, Lin Feng firmly believed that the Mist Ravine definitely existed. It was just that he had bad luck, bad luck, and bad luck.

"Just be satisfied. You don't need to train in battle-qi to reach the seventh rank as a warrior through sheer physical strength. You are already extremely lucky." Furthermore, with your current strength, even if you were to find Blueheart Grass, you won't be able to slay a dragon. " De Linkewote did not hesitate to pour cold water on Lin Feng.

"Alas, this method requires far too much dragon blood. Only then will there be a chance to awaken the ninth rank, and only then will the Saint-level dragon blood be a hundred percent successful." If only the blood of 'Xun Menglong' could be used. " Lin Feng said with wild imagination.

"Xun Menglong" was only a level seven beast. For a peak level eight Lin Feng, killing him was no problem at all.

Lin Feng's heart was moved, he suddenly asked: "Grandpa Doehring, how is your comprehension of the profound mysteries of the Laws progressing?"

"The profound mysteries of the Laws is abstruse and profound, and I don't have a physical body right now. I'm only in my soul state, so although comprehending the Laws is not impossible, it's still much more difficult than comprehending a Saint realm warrior with a physical body."

With a change in topic, De Linkewote continued, "Fortunately, before I fell, I had already reached the pinnacle of the Saint realm and my profound mysteries of the Laws had also comprehended a bottleneck. In these past few years of closed door cultivation, even though I had comprehended something, I was still unable to break through the bottleneck and reach perfection.

Although De Linkewote was in a state of soul, Lin Feng could still feel the determination and confidence in his words. It seemed as though the earth elemental Grand Magus of the Pouant Empire had returned five thousand years ago.

However, Lin Feng did not care about De Linkewote's confidence. He, who was familiar with the original book of Coiling Dragon, knew that in the entire Yulan continent, in countless material planes, in the seven main divine planes, and in the four great Highgod planes, there were too many people who were stuck at the peak of the Saint realm. However, just how many people were actually able to break through the bottleneck, and achieve Demigods? Someone who could cultivate to the peak of the Saint-level wasn't an absolute genius, but what was the result? Too few people had broken through.

Flowers bloomed and fell. Another half a year quietly went by.

On this day, Di Liya suddenly walked to Lin Feng's side and asked hesitantly: "Lin Feng, do we still need to go deeper into the Beast Mountain Range?"

Seeing Di Liya's abnormal expression, Lin Feng asked: "What's wrong? Di Liya, you miss home? "

Di Liya nodded heavily.

Seeing Di Liya's resolute expression, Lin Feng reached out his right hand, stroked Di Liya's beautiful golden hair and said softly, "Di Liya, it's been hard on you."

Di Liya was nine years old when she came to the Beast Mountain Range to train. At the time, she was just a silly little girl who didn't know anything, but now, she was fourteen years old and her beauty increased.

Nine years old, 14 years old. In these five years, not only had her appearance become more beautiful, but her mind had also matured. After five years of fighting like a day, Di Liya had persevered through. However, she was now a little tired, tired, and homesick.

"It's not hard, it's not hard for me. As long as I can follow you, it won't be hard anywhere. It's just that I want to fall in love with my parents and brother." In front of Lin Feng, Di Liya did not try to conceal his feelings at all, nor did he need to.

Having been together for so long, he only needed a single glance to know what they were thinking.

"Right. In the blink of an eye, five and a half years have passed. Flowers bloom and then wilt. Spring is over, and winter is coming. We've spent five winters in the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts." Lin Feng sighed. Every year is different, every year is different. "

Wearing a moon-white robe, De Linkewote flew out of the Coiling Dragon Ring, and said to Lin Feng who was in the midst of exclaiming emotionally: "No need to sigh, in the past five and a half years, all of your gains are extremely good. Fighting with magical beasts everyday, training on the edge of life and death, aside from greatly improving your realm, the most important thing is that your battle awareness and techniques have been honed. I think that if you guys were to go out, there would be no opponents at the same level as you guys. Even if there's an opponent one level higher than you guys, with your rich combat experience, you guys might not necessarily be able to defeat them. "

After listening to De Linkewote's explanation, Lin Feng also came back to his senses. He stood up and said loudly: "Alright, this trip to the Demon Beast Mountain Range ends here. From tomorrow onwards, we, will return home!"