Chapter 882

Practice!

In fact, for Ling Feng, practice is not a bad thing, because even a monk has the ability to choose his own life.

If a monk doesn't have too much money and chooses to live as an ordinary person, he will live better than ordinary people, just like a hunter. If he is a monk, he can still choose to live in seclusion here.

Moreover, with more powerful power than ordinary people, we don't have to care about the beasts in the mountains, so it's much easier to hunt.

In fact, in the final analysis, this is a * problem.

It is undeniable that with the improvement of one's own ability, one's * will also increase. This is the simplest example.

Ten hundred thousand!

Increase with this!

Without the ability to match it, * naturally becomes a delusion. Therefore, Ling Feng really disagrees with the idea of hunter.

But since the hunter does not agree, he naturally has a way, but when the child opens his mouth.

The faces of Orion and his wife changed slightly.

"What nonsense!" The hunter immediately yelled with a cold face.

But his wife is directly holding the child ready to leave, and although the child is in the mother's arms, but still struggling to say: "I'm not lying, I just want to practice, I want revenge!"

"Revenge Ling Feng immediately picked his eyebrows and looked at the hunter strangely, while the latter was helpless and said: "little thing, you know, I live alone on the mountain. When I go down the mountain to exchange my prey for necessary goods, I always get some difficulties. It happened that once I was seen by a child, so... Ah, the child's personality is extreme, and he always wants revenge!"

Revenge, this is a very heavy topic!

After hearing the child's words, Ling Feng thought it was a deep hatred, but such a simple thing can make the child remember in his heart. He suddenly felt that the child's paranoid personality was a little too much.

It's a simple thing!

Although this is a small matter, the longer you keep it in your heart, the more serious the hatred will be. Sooner or later, it will cause trouble.

Therefore, he hesitated for a moment and said, "it's not good for such a young child to have such an idea. It will have a great impact on the cultivation of his character. Let me help you seal this memory of the child!"

"Can memory seal?" The hunter hears speech to have some unexpected way suddenly.

"Although you don't like friars, there are some things in the world that friars can do much easier!" Ling Feng smiles.

But the hunter hears the speech is some embarrassment, laughed not to talk.

It's not difficult for Ling Feng and other great monks to seal their memory. However, because he is suffering a lot now, it will take some time to seal their memory.

In this way, Ling Feng lived in Orion's home.

In fact, before he was in a coma, he felt that his injury was really serious, but after waking up, he found that the injury was not as serious as he thought,

Therefore, he dares to promise that he will help his children seal their memory.

A month later, Ling Feng's injury had basically recovered. After helping the child seal that memory, he asked about the practice again, and the hunter once again clearly refused.

Although Ling Feng didn't understand it, he had no right to change other people's lives, so he had to stop practicing.

But in return for the hunter's help, he left a sword.

Although it's not the sky star sword, it's just a flying sword of the earth steps, which makes the hunter's blood drop to recognize the master

And sealed a sword Qi of taitianwei on the sword, told him that in case of danger that can not be solved, pulling out the sword can protect their lives.

This is the only thing Ling Feng can do now. Although Orion didn't agree to accept the sword at the beginning, Ling Feng told him.

Although I don't quite understand your idea, I respect you, but although you are willing to be indifferent, there are too many accidents in the world. This sword only ensures that you will not have no resistance when you encounter accidents. To say the least, can you guarantee that your children have the same idea as you?

After hearing Ling Feng's words, the hunter finally decided to take the sword.

And Ling Feng in the end of this mind, immediately get up to leave here.

But just as he was about to leave in a flash, he suddenly noticed that his father's vitality was fluctuating. Although it was not strong, the number was a little excessive. It was not far from here in the mountains.

Very strange!

There is no religious sect in the mountain. How can so many monks come here?

When he wanted to protect the hunters, he was ready to go and have a look. If it really threatened the survival of the hunters, he would drive them away, which was the last thing he did for them.

The so-called deep mountains, in fact, only for ordinary people, for monks, the area where the hunter is located is not steep, just regardless of the small mountains of tens of miles.

But the key point is, how can this small mountain range attract so many monks?

Ling Feng stood on a mountain peak and looked at the monks with hundreds of people in front of him. He immediately frowned. The accomplishments of these monks were not high. The highest ones were just at the beginning of the stage. Most of them were just at the beginning of the stage.

And the area where these people live is surrounded by a small mountain peak.

However, no matter what Ling Feng thought, there was nothing strange about the mountain. He narrowed his eyes and thought about it. He hid his accomplishments in the level of the ground steps and flew to the crowd.

Around the small peak, there are many friars standing on the dense tree crown. Ling Feng just found a place to stand up, ready to see what these friars are going to do here.

After many monks around saw him, the divine consciousness just swept him, and they did not pay attention.

And Ling Feng see no one to answer him, eyes look around, when he swept a shadow not far away, suddenly a frown.

It can't be such a coincidence!

Belling!

At this time, Beiling was wearing a green gauze skirt with an antique sword in his hand. Although he was wearing a veil, Ling Feng would never forget Beiling's breath.

Seeing Beiling, Ling Feng felt a strange feeling in his heart. Beiling, like him, also hid his cultivation, and was even more serious than what he suppressed, just like the peak of human level.

But in his eyes, bailing's real cultivation can't be hidden. Although bailing has recovered his previous cultivation and made some improvement, it is still a cultivation that has not reached the great heaven.

Thinking of Xueyuan's opposition and the embarrassment of just entering the world, Ling Feng is very curious about what kind of reaction Bei Ling would have if he saw him. When he hesitated whether he wanted to go, he saw a sword flying straight to his position.

In the light of the sword, he was only a man of the cultivation of the earth steps. He was dressed in white, and the most important thing was that his clothes were very similar to those of belling. It seemed that the style of the clothes was a clan.

This is interesting. I didn't expect that bailing joined any sect!

And what does it mean that he just rushes to himself?

Ling Fengzheng worried that he had no chance to go to Beiling, so when Jianguang could reach the crown of his tree, he immediately jumped up and flew to Beiling's position.

Because his real cultivation is higher than that of belling, and he has deliberately changed his appearance, belling only looks at him and doesn't recognize who he is.

Presumably Beiling didn't think about Ling Feng at all.

And Ling Feng for Beiling strange eyes, immediately helpless pointed to his position, said: "sorry, my position was robbed!"

Beiling immediately looked at the words, nodded and stopped talking.

At this time, Ling Feng turned around and looked at the friar who grabbed his position. At this time, he was looking at Ling Feng angrily.

At this moment, Ling Feng finally understood why the idiot wanted to grab the position so domineeringly. His eyes were too aggressive just now, and he was targeted.

As for the reason, Ling Feng looked at the Beiling around him, which is self-evident.

After thinking about these things, Ling Feng suddenly felt a strong evil interest in his heart. He grinned at the Friar and took a few steps towards Beiling.

Sure enough, the friar saw Ling Feng's action and immediately became angry.

And Beiling frowns and looks at Lingfeng, with a trace of danger in his eyes. At this time, Lingfeng suddenly leans over and puts his hands around Beiling's waist.

At this moment, Ling Feng felt that there was a cold chance of killing Bei Ling. At this time, he lost no time to reveal his cultivation to Bei Ling. He said: "I want to understand, I'm doing it!"

When he felt Ling Feng's breath, Beiling's face suddenly went over slightly. But after hearing Ling Feng's voice, Beiling's eyes were even more shocked.

Ling Feng!

Naturally, she won't forget Ling Feng, who has been pestering with her for so long in the snow field, but to her surprise, Ling Feng's accomplishments are progressing so fast.

When she was in Xueyuan, she was Tianjie and Lingfeng was Dijie.

When he saw that their accomplishments were the same again, and after falling into this world, he met again. Ling Feng was totally beyond his realm.

What is the speed of practice?

So, at this moment, she looked at Ling Feng's eyes, all of them were stunned.

And Ling Feng is quietly looking at her face under the veil, casual way: "hide identity, you don't even change face, really don't know you are confident enough, no one knows you, or for your own face is confident enough!"

Just when he said this, the friar who lived in the same clan with belling was already burning with his eyes, and he had killed Ling Feng with his flying sword.

Ling Feng naturally didn't care, but at this time his heart was full of a kind of evil taste, so he said directly to Bei Ling: "help me stop him!"

"What?" Bei Ling immediately frowned slightly at the words.

"Help me stop him, or I'll kill him!" Ling Feng aggravated the airway.

Ding!

Just before the sword light came, although Beiling hated Ling Feng, he drew out his sword and stopped Ling Feng.

"Younger martial sister, what are you doing?" The friar saw belling stop himself, and his face was cold.

At this time, belling said calmly, "I don't want you to interfere in my affairs!"

Ling Feng added fuel to the fire at this time, joking: "do you hear me, your younger martial sister said, you let me in!"