Lin Feng sat down outside the Sword Saint Hall. When the cold wind blew, Lin Feng shook a little and shrank. He didn't know how long he had been sitting, but it was already dark. Lin Feng's mouth moved slightly and said softly, "It turns out that the Immortal Holy Land is also cold..." As he said that, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance of wine was mixed in the cold wind. Lin Feng began to think it was his illusion, and then the fragrance of wine became more and more obvious. Lin Feng's originally calm heart suddenly started to beat, and his body slowly stood up, looking at the plane of the steps a hundred feet away from the Sword Saint Hall.

Bang...

With a crisp sound, a wine pot fell to the ground. The wine pot was smashed open, and the wine fragrance was everywhere. The sword saint who had just stepped onto the steps was standing in the twilight and stunned. He and Lin Feng looked at each other hundreds of feet away from each other.

They were facing each other, speechless for a long time.

After a long time, Lin Feng looked at the Sword Saint and smiled faintly. His nose felt sore, his eyes began to swell, and tears were spinning unscrupulously. He held Kun tightly with excitement.

The Sword Saint smiled, blinked several times, and suddenly burst into tears. His eyes were filled with tears. His lips trembled for a long time, and the smile on his face became stiff...

"Feng'er..."

After a long time, as soon as the Sword Saint's words were spoken, tears burst out from his eyes. He could no longer speak, but just took a deep breath.

Lin Feng's teeth were pounding each other, and his smile was stiff on his face. After a long time, he spit out two words: "Master..."

Although the Sword Saint taught him sword skills, Lin Feng never called the Sword Saint as a master, because the responsibility of the elder who passed on the ritual in the Yuhua Sect was to teach the martial arts of the disciples of the Yuhua Sect, including various magical powers, so there was no such thing as a master and apprentice in the Yuhua Sect.

The figure of the Sword Saint teleported to Lin Feng, and looked straight at Lin Feng with tears in his eyes. After a while, he said, "Is it really you? Feng'er..."

Lin Feng blinked his eyes, tears suddenly slammed. He smiled and said, "I'm not dead, it's me... it's really me... I'm back... Master..."

The Sword Saint grabbed Lin Feng's arms tightly with both hands, and his body began to tremble with excitement. He said for a long time: "That's great, great, great..." At this time, the Sword Saint didn't know what to say except these three words. He said it several times in a row. Lin Feng felt a sigh of soreness in his nose, and tears couldn't help but burst out from his eyes...

The Sword Saint and Lin Feng talked at night under the lamp. The two of them talked about their respective experiences during this period. It turned out that when the disciples of the Yuhua Sect surrounded the Sword Saint Hall, the Sword Saint was indeed unaware of it, because when he woke up, he had already found that he was not in the Sword Saint Hall, but in the Yuhua Peak. At that time, he knew that Lin Feng must have suffered an accident, so he tried his best to hurry up the Sword Saint Hall. However, when he returned to the Sword Saint Hall, the Sword Saint was already full of corpses. At that time, the Sword Saint was really desperate.

But when the Sword Saint searched for a long time but did not find Lin Feng's figure, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart. He thought that Lin Feng had probably really gone down the mountain. However, when he heard Lin Feng talk about his later experience today, he was shocked and sighed secretly: "Elder Tiandesity, in order to kill an ordinary person, he actually used the master of immortality. Are you really a little bit of a big deal? Even if you know the destiny, why did you go against the heavens?" The Sword Saint sighed long as he thought.

Lin Feng looked at the sighing sword saint and asked, "Why did the master sigh? You should be happy if you survive the disaster."

The Sword Saint smiled, reached out and touched Lin Feng's head, and said, "For hundreds of years, you have been the first person to call me a master. To be honest, although there is no distinction between master and disciple in the Yuhua Sect, I am really happy."

Lin Feng touched the back of his head and smiled mutely, "I am just a vulgar person in the world, so it is inevitable that I am a cliché. Since my predecessor teaches me, then I am the master of my predecessor."

The Sword Saint was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud and said, "Okay... What a vulgar person, then I will be a vulgar person and be your master."

Finally, the Sword Saint smiled and said, "It's the new year now. Looking at Feng'er's current cultivation level, he can show off his skills at the annual meeting and promote me to study the martial arts of the gods."

Lin Feng was stunned and asked, "New Year is approaching? Then have I disappeared for several months?"

The Sword Saint nodded and sighed: "It's exactly four months and eighteen days. Tomorrow is exactly New Year's Eve. This is an invitation letter sent by the elders." The Sword Saint said as he took out a card with golden light.

Lin Feng looked at the invitation, smiled faintly, and said, "Maybe someone wants to see if I'm dead."

The sword saint's expression changed and he said angrily: "What nonsense is it? You are a disciple of my Yuhua Sect. How could anyone hope you die?"

Lin Feng shrank down and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Master, it's because my disciple is thinking too much." Lin Feng said, but thought to himself, "I'd better not let the master get in too. I don't know who insisted on killing me, Lin Feng. Could it be that it's him..." Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly, and there was a vague answer in his heart.

However, the Sword Saint was not as calm as he showed. Lin Feng's words made him feel uneasy. Looking at Lin Feng, the Sword Saint couldn't help but chuckle and said to himself: "It seems that Feng'er has already felt something wrong, but Elder Tianming is not an ordinary person. If Elder Tianming makes the results he sees to the world, I'm afraid Feng'er will attract the entire cultivation world and even the immortals in the heavenly world to chase him. Alas... It's such a sin... Forget it... Let's take one step at a time. As soon as Tianming says, who can really win since ancient times?"

After the Sword Saint left, Lin Feng also returned to his room to rest and came to his dream. Emperor Aofeng saw Lin Feng listlessly and said lightly: "I know you must be very wronged and was chased for no reason. I must be very angry in my heart, but even so, there is no need to be so discouraged. You must remember that this is a world where strong people are respected, and strength determines everything. If there is a master of immortality to kill you today, maybe there will be an immortal to take your life in the future."

Lin Feng looked at Emperor Aofeng and sighed and said, "I am not discouraged, nor am I complaining. I just think that it is really disappointing for a true disciple to do such incomparable things. Isn't I just look down on him in Tiandu Peak? Is it necessary to kill this killer?"

Emperor Aofeng smiled and said, "Do you still give hope to these people? I hope they will pity you and then give you a way out? As soon as you enter the gate of Yuhua Gate, you will form a bond with Li Bitian. You should think that it will not be a strange thing to confront Tianxing Platform in the future."

Lin Feng shook his head and said lightly: "Defending against Tianxingtai? Haha... He no longer has this qualification. Not anyone can be Lin Feng's opponent. His strength does not represent everything. Even if he is in a state of immortality now, it does not mean that I cannot surpass him in time." Lin Feng said as he clasped Kun tightly, with invincible confidence between his eyebrows.

Emperor Aofeng nodded and said, "It turns out that he has the style of a king. Respecting his opponent is also respecting himself. If a person who doesn't even know how to respect his opponent, there is no need to use such a person as an opponent. Although you have entered the secret realm of magical powers, you are still in the first level of magic power, but I still have a good eye for you."

Listening to Emperor Aofeng's words, Lin Feng smiled with relief and said, "Senior really understands me."

Emperor Aofeng smiled, and suddenly his face became serious and said, "The door of magical powers you opened is different from what others have opened. Others open the visible meridian, and you open the hidden meridian, and you borrow the cultivation of others for five hundred years. You should know that the cultivation of the hidden meridian is much more difficult than the obvious meridian, but under the same level, the magic power of the hidden meridian is much stronger than the obvious meridian, which can almost be compared with the second level of true energy of the visible meridian. Now, even if you are at the first level of magical power, your cultivation is high enough to allow people of the same level to practice for a hundred years to catch up. And

The hidden meridian has another benefit to you. The cultivation of the hidden meridian does not require any magical elixir to assist. This saves a lot of money and elixir skills. More importantly, people who are not above the Immortal Realm cannot see that you have entered the gate of magical powers. As far as I know, people in the Yuhua Gate who have not yet entered the Immortal Realm have already become eternal and ascended after reaching the Immortal Realm, so you can now turn your mind to practicing the Immortal Vein. I don’t believe that those people in the Immortal Realm dare to blatantly kill you a mortal who has not even entered the Immortal Realm."

Lin Feng frowned and looked at Emperor Aofeng and asked, "Seniors have said before that my younger brother's physique is different from ordinary people, and the spiritual energy of the immortal elixir has no effect on themselves. Could it be that my elders have the ability of a servant who has not been a servant? I have known that I will pass through the hidden veins and step into the secret realm of magical powers?"

Emperor Aofeng smiled and said, "It seems that all this was destined to be long ago. I can predict that you will enter the secret realm of magical powers through the hidden vein, but I didn't expect that I would borrow the five hundred years of cultivation of the monster Yan Long to open this door. This was really beyond my expectations. I originally thought that it would take decades to find the direction of cultivation, but I thought that it would be done easily like this, haha... I guess Yan Long is about to be angry with you now... haha..."
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