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Ling Yufeng's face was very ugly when Ling Fei was attacked in front of so many people. A hint of anger passed by, and he didn't say much to Ling Fei. The energy in his body was like a flood, rolling unscrupulously, bursting out a powerful aura, and he wanted to swing his sword to slash towards Ling Fei.

Seeing this, Ling Fei snorted coldly, and was about to take action, but he noticed a strong aura coming from the clan. He was vaguely familiar, so he stopped and let Ling Yufeng's attack fall.

Seeing that Ling Fei did not take action again, Ling Yufeng sneered. Will this guy really naively think he was holding back? When he was wondering in his heart that Ling Fei had any conspiracy, the Fierce Wind Sword fell to Ling Fei's Heavenly Spirit Cap. Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and Ling Yufeng's attack disappeared instantly, and he turned sideways, and his whole person landed safely.

Then an old figure walked out of the door, looked at Ling Yufeng with a cold expression, and said, "How is it going to be a despicable thing to attack your own people? If there is a next time, you will be treated with clan rules."

Listening to the old man's scolding, Ling Yufeng's handsome face changed slightly. The old man was an elder in the Elder's Court and rarely came out to walk around. Unexpectedly, he actually came forward for Ling Fei today. Ling Yufeng did not dare to hesitate and quickly said, "Yufeng doesn't dare, please ask the fourth elder to suffer."

Hearing this, the old man glanced at Ling Yufeng, nodded slightly, and ignored him. He then looked at Ling Fei again, his tone slightly softer, and said, "You are Ling Fei."

Ling Fei frowned slightly. He didn't know what the old man meant, so he had to hold his fists and say, "I've seen the fourth elder, and the younger generation is Ling Fei." Seeing Ling Fei responding, the old man walked towards him with a smile, gently pulled Ling Fei's arm, and said, "The little guy is too big, you are here to find weapons. Let's go, I'll take you there." He said that, he ignored others and took him directly to the clan.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ling Yufeng was surprised. The old guy had a stern face in the clan all day long, and would greet Ling Fei with a smile. What was this called? He had to curse in his heart and walk towards the clan. But when he passed by the two guards, he said, "Useless waste." Then he went in. The two guards knelt on the ground, lowered their heads and trembled slightly. After Ling Yufeng left, the two looked at each other with a wry smile and kicked the iron plate.

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Ling Fei followed the old man to the clan and looked at the familiar scenes in front of him, and couldn't help feeling in his heart. Finally, he came here three years ago. He thought he would never come again, but he didn't expect that God would do so, so he came here. At that time, he was still the pride of heaven and was deeply loved by the elders. If we talk about it, Ling Fei was the one who valued the most, but now everything has changed.

Looking at the expression in Ling Fei's eyes, the old man sighed, knowing that Ling Fei was recalling it, hesitating for a moment, and finally said, "Little guy, there are actually difficulties in the clan. When it comes to the Mo family, the elder had been to the Mo family for you, but in the end..." As he said that, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Seeing the fourth elder's look of being silenced, Ling Fei said curiously: "What's wrong in the end?" The fourth elder was slightly stunned, then waved his hand and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I believe you will know in the future."

Upon hearing this, Ling Fei shrugged and walked forward helplessly.

After walking with the fourth elder for about half an hour, he came to a room. There was a wooden door plaque directly above with the words "Weapon Pavilion". Ling Fei recalled the place he had been to many times three years ago. Now he looked up at the door plaque again, giving him a strange feeling of vicissitudes and ancient times. It seemed that this place had been very old.

Taking a deep breath, and removing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Ling Fei went directly into the Weapon Pavilion, and saw that there were many Ling clan members choosing weapons that were suitable for their hands. Most of these clan members were of Ling Fei. Seeing Ling Fei in, the clan members just glanced at the direction he was indifferently and withdrew their gaze. Seeing this phenomenon, Ling Fei did not say much, but just smiled bitterly. Could it be that he has received less ridicule and neglect in the past three years?

There are two levels of the Weapon Pavilion. The first level is almost all low-level and intermediate-level magic weapons. There are very few high-level magic weapons. There are many upper-level magic weapons on the second level, and then there are low-level spiritual weapons and intermediate-level spiritual weapons. There are even three high-level spiritual weapons standing there quietly. It has to be said that the Ling clan has a rich foundation. If an ordinary person has an intermediate-level spiritual weapon, he will be extremely happy.

According to the Ling clan regulations, only those who have made great contributions to the Ling clan can go to the second floor to choose weapons, and generally they can only go to the first floor to choose weapons. Of course, Ling Fei is the same, selecting weapons that are suitable for his hands on the first floor.

Meteor hammer, intermediate magic weapon, suitable for those with great power;

The lonely sword, an upper-level magic weapon, is suitable for people with flexible bodies;

Phantom Blade, intermediate magic weapon, suitable for self-defense

The ultimate killer knife, a low-level magic weapon, suitable for...

He carefully selected the weapons, and then shook his head with a wry smile, because none of these weapons were suitable for him. The fourth elder frowned and said inexplicably: "This little guy is so picky. He has been choosing for most of the time and he doesn't look down on him." Of course, these words were just thought to him, and it is natural that he could not say anything.

As time went on, Ling Fei finally found a sword next to a corner near the edge, called the Blood Drinking Sword, which was an intermediate magic weapon. When Ling Fei saw the Blood Drinking Sword for the first time, the sword body flashed and slowly shook, as if he was greeting Ling Fei. However, Ling Fei was lost for a moment and seemed to be attracting magic. So he took the sword. This matter was too strange, Ling Fei was strange, and even the four elders beside him had not noticed it.

When Ling Fei picked up the Blood Drinking Sword, his body couldn't help but tremble suddenly. A suction force came from the hilt of the sword, and absorbed his energy along Ling Fei's arm. Ling Fei frowned tightly, and a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, stabilizing the passing of the energy.
Chapter completed!