With One Finger, I Suppress The Heavens

Although Ling Yu doesn't seem to be as big as Ye Feng, but with Ye Tu's eyesight, it can be seen that Ling Yu is someone who has experienced strong winds and waves.

Ye Tu looked at Ling Yu, and the more he looked, the more he liked it.

The Myriad Beast Forest was temporarily over, Ye Tu backed away from everyone, leaving only Ling Yu, Sister Yan, and his son Ye Feng.

"Xiao Feng, what do you think of the strength of little brother Ling Yu?"

Ye Tu would be even more exaggerated. He called him brother Ling Yu directly. You know, his son is about the same age as Ling Yu.

Ye Tu felt that Ling Yu must not be simple, how could the physical training state have beaten the late cyclone, and the golden light on Ling Yu's fingertips that was similar to spiritual power.

In this way, Ling Yu must have hidden his breath, and can such a perfect person who can hide his breath in front of him be an ordinary person?

Ye Feng didn't care about this. Facing Ling Yu, his eyes lit up: "Brother Ling Yu's talent and strength are beyond my reach."

"Then what if I ask you to worship him as a teacher?"

Ye Tu didn't hide the thoughts in his heart, and said it directly.

This made it impossible for the three people present except him to react.

Ling Yu was stunned. Even if he was better than Ye Feng, he wouldn't be able to be his teacher.

Ye Feng himself is even more at a loss. He has been taught by his father since he was a child, and he has never found a teacher for him. Now he has come to ask a peer to be his teacher?

However, he did not dare to go against his father's wishes, and quickly agreed.

This makes Ling Yu embarrassed. In a blink of an eye, he is the same generation as the city owner? He didn't seem to do anything.

In fact, Ye Tu's idea is very simple.

First of all, he felt that Ye Feng really needed a master, a master who had experienced life and death.

Secondly, Ling Yu is an outsider after all, and his roots are not in this city. This method is also to better keep Ling Yu.

"Disciple Ye Feng, meet the master!"

Ye Feng did not hesitate, and directly kowtowed to Ling Yu.

No matter how quick Ling Yu's response was, his head was buzzing at this time. He had only been a teacher for more than a month, and now he has accepted a disciple.

That is, Xi is not here, otherwise I don't know if he will be strangled to death.

"Uh... that... please get up."

Ling Yu stammered to help Ye Feng up. He really didn't know what to do at this time. He wanted to learn from the master, but he didn't have the temperament of Xi.

He didn't even know what he could teach Ye Feng, and he had only been in cultivation for more than a month.

No experience, no ability, what to teach others?

But Ye Tu doesn't care about this: "Let Xiaofeng follow you from now on."

"That, good!"

Ling Yu didn't refuse this. He even became a master of others. It seems that he should have others follow him.

"Okay, I've said everything that needs to be said. You have contributed to my Jingtu City this time, and you should be rewarded!"

Hearing this, Ling Yu quickly refused, saying that the store that Ye Tu gave him was enough, and it would be nice to have a place to live.

Ling Yu has experienced too much hardship in his life. As an inferior slave, he can only sleep in the horse cellar every day, accompanied by the feces of the horse.

Every now and then I get kicked by a horse.

Now that he can have a house of his own, he is very satisfied.

"One yard is one yard, that's for you to do business, and rewards are still rewarded."

"Xiao Feng, take your master to the warehouse and let him pick out any treasure."

"Yes."

The treasure house of Jingtu City?

Ling Yu also wants to know what treasures are in the entire Jingtu City, but he doesn't seem to lack anything now.

When it comes to cultivation techniques, Xi Yuan refers to being domineering and strong, and his self-created golden skyline is superbly used by him.

When it comes to weapons, his fingers are the best weapons, and there is no need for extravagance.

The treasure house of the City Lord's Mansion can be described as magnificent, at least Ling Yu's first impression is this.

It can be said that Ling Yu has seen the most luxurious buildings since he came to this world. Of course, this may also have a certain relationship with Ling Yu's never seen the world.

Stepping into the treasury, there is a sense of metal, in addition, there is a strange woody fragrance, because the shelves in the hall are all built by strange wood.

"What treasures are there in this treasure house?"

Ling Yu glanced at it, but didn't take a closer look. It was more reliable to ask Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was still a little cautious in the face of Ling Yu: "If I go back to the master, I don't know, I have only entered this treasure house twice since I was a child, including this time, and it is usually inaccessible. There is filling and consumption, and what are the specifics, I don't know."

Immediately, Ye Feng added: "But it is probably the three categories of exercises, spiritual tools, and spiritual pills."

Ling Yu heard the words and suddenly remembered, Lingdan? This should be useful to you, right? Can you help yourself break through?

It's better to think about it or forget it. He is only in the physical state now. For breaking through the cyclone, he has not been able to find the direction, and he doesn't know if it will be useful to him.

"I think you use a long sword, do you know how to use swordsmanship?" Ling Yu asked.

"My father is good at swordsmanship, and I have learned from him since I was a child."

Hearing this, Ling Yu walked to the place where the spirit tools were stacked without hesitation.

Even these things are of no use to him, so he might as well take the opportunity to send a gift of apprenticeship, and he just happened to see Ye Feng's sword cut off by Jin Liang.

Ling Yu also knew that it would be shameless to take other people's things and give them to others, but there is no way to do it. Who makes himself poor and has nothing.

Ling Yu had never seen any spiritual tool, and the long knife that was broken by his finger twice was naturally not considered a spiritual tool, but Ling Yu felt that his vision was not bad.

In particular, there are not many spiritual tools in the entire treasure house, and there are even fewer long swords. There are only three in the eye.

Ling Yu was immediately attracted by the light blue long sword.

Not only because it looks good, Ling Yu also felt a soft breath on the blade.

Ling Yu sighed that he didn't know what kind of craftsmanship he needed to make a sword like this, and it could also arouse people's emotions.

Ling Yu picked up the long sword and looked at it, his eyes were radiant, it was indeed a rare good sword.

"Master has a good vision. This sword is named Youlan. It is a spiritual weapon at the peak of the yellow rank. It is one of the most precious things in my Jingtu City."

Among Ye Feng's compliments, there was also a hint of loss. He wanted this sword a long time ago.

It's just that even the son of the city lord, it is impossible to enter the treasury and take treasures casually.

On the contrary, his conditions were harsher than ordinary people. Over the years, he had only entered the treasure pavilion once, and was told that treasures like the Blue Sword could not be taken away by him.

Originally, he had saved his contributions for nearly three years. He wanted to exchange this sword one day, but he was cut off by Ling Yu.

However, with Ling Yu's strength, it is enough to match this sword.