Could he be a disciple of Jingxue Palace?

Unfortunately, the threshold for Jingxue Palace is higher. Those who never recruit disciples to the public are said to be a recommendation system, with the first in mind and the second in qualifications, which is completely different from the sects that only have the first in talent.

Therefore, there are still doubts in the martial arts world about Jingxue Palace's strength. Jingxue Palace's Qi training men seem to be not strong. It is said that Jingxue Palace's martial arts are exerted in the later stages.

"Senior Mo is a disciple of Jingxue Palace?" Leng Fei asked calmly.

Mo Yifeng lights his head.

Leng Fei sighed: "Jingxue Palace..."

Mo Yifeng felt fascinated and recalled his memory: "I am a disciple of Jingxue Palace and haven't been back to see it for a long time."

Leng Fei said: "Senior, can I enter Jingxue Palace?"

He felt that it would be a humiliation to be scheming in front of Mo Yifeng, so he would rather be calm than to face him. He was already numb to being rejected and did not care.

At most, I will just refuse again.

Mo Yifeng looked at him, smiled, and shook his head.

Leng Fei smiled and said with a self-deprecating smile: "It seems that I have no life."

"You have the opportunity to enter the Valley of Eternal Life." Mo Yifeng said: "As far as I know, you can select disciples to enter the Valley of Eternal Life."

Leng Fei was excited.

Mo Yifeng looked at him: "Perform well, it's very hopeful!"

"Thank you for your reminder, senior." Leng Fei said.

The Valley of Changsheng is one level short of Jingxue Palace Mingyuexuan, but if you can enter it, it is also an excellent place to go. At least there is no shortage of magical medicine, so as to quickly improve your cultivation.

Mo Yifeng said: "After breakfast, go down the mountain, don't reveal this."

Leng Fei nodded.

When Mo Yifeng put down his jade chopsticks and was about to get up, he suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, there is another thing, if you don't become a qi practitioner at the age of eighteen, you have no hope in nature. This is an iron threshold, so you have to hurry up."

After he said that, he smiled at Leng Fei and left.

Leng Fei's face changed slightly.

If you don’t become a Qi training man at the age of eighteen, you will have no hope in nature. That is to say, if you haven’t become a Qi training man at the age of eighteen, you will never be able to enter the innate realm again in your life!

Mo Yifeng might have guessed that what he was practicing was the Nine Dragon Locking Heaven Art? His smile before leaving was quite meaningful.

He suddenly returned home and couldn't wait to practice hard. He returned to Dengyun Tower to perform well and won the marrow cleaning pill. If he had too many marrow cleaning pills, he might be able to enter the Qi training realm.

After he had dinner, Tang Xiaoxing stopped at the Moon Gate and called softly: "Young Master Leng?"

Leng Fei clasped his fists and smiled: "Little Star Girl."

Tang Xiaoxing is pure and beautiful, like a jass in his family. He has a great impression of him, which is completely different from his attitude towards Tang Xiaoyue.

She said gently: "I'll clean up the dishes."

"Miss Little Star Girl is here to go." Leng Fei smiled.

Tang Xiaoxing lowered his head and cleaned up the dishes with his hands and feet. Leng Fei stared at him with a shy expression.

Leng Fei coughed lightly and turned his eyes. She didn't look like a rough person, and she was also a qi-training man. She was all a qi-training man, and she was really too weak.

Moreover, as a princess maid, Tang Xiaoxing was so shy, which was really unexpected.

Tang Xiaoxing withdrew lightly.

Leng Fei passed through Mo Yifeng's yard, and the Taoist temple at the front was quiet, without seeing Tang Lan and Qian Yu.

I wonder if there is still a chance to get along with Tang Lan so close.

He quickly calmed down, pushed open the gate of the yard, and paused.

I saw sixteen white knights standing in the woods in front of the Taoist temple, standing motionless like sixteen trees, and sixteen horses were like statues, exuding a strong and strict momentum.

Sixteen's eyes fell on Leng Fei, like thirty-two lightning bolts, all of which were illuminated.

When I was watching from a distance, I felt that they were as majestic as thousands of troops. At this time, I felt the pressure and momentum of the mountains tilted backwards from close range.

Leng Fei felt awe-inspiringly. These sixteen knights must have surpassed the Qi training man, and they are probably innate masters!

This is the power of the princess. She is not as powerful as her guard. How can she win her heart?!

He suppressed his unwillingness to his heart, held his fist, walked along a bluestone path through the woods, and walked down the mountain.

Fengming Mountain was much bigger than he thought. He used the incense step on the moon and the green cow to collide with the sky. There was an air cushion and spring under his feet, and the speed was extremely fast. He was still halfway up the mountain after a quarter of an hour.

The bright sunshine shines on his body warmly, the mountain breeze is gentle, the lush woods are full of vitality, he is running, and his heart is peaceful.

He suddenly stopped on a rugged path with strange rocks on both sides, only one rider or one person was allowed.

Three feet away opposite stood a young man in white, slender, handsome, thin and vigorous, full of masculinity.

He was standing pressing the sword, looking at Leng Fei calmly, his eyes coldly as if he was looking at an ant: "Tan Zijian!"

Leng Fei frowned and said, "Of the Prince Yu's Mansion?"

"The eighteen cavalry of Jingyue under the princess' seat." Tan Zijian said lightly.

Leng Fei really didn't know about the Eighteen Cavalry of Jingyue, so he looked at him up and down.

Tan Zijian said: "The princess is the princess, how can you let you be arrogant? I will teach you a lesson today!"

He drew his sword out of the sheath, and his sword body trembled slightly, like a pool of autumn water.

The tip of the sword pointed at Leng Fei: "Draw the sword!"

Leng Fei thought about it and pulled out the treasure knife.

After obtaining this precious sword, I had no time to study it slowly, and the sinking of the sword gave him a sense of security.

He wants to deal with the Heming Nine Swords.

"Sword Technique!" Tan Zijian snorted lightly, his disdain was obvious.

Leng Fei calmly held the knife and crossed his chest: "Please stop!"

He was fully focused and his speeding thinking had already started. He observed Tan Zijian's every move and deduced his behavior.

This Tan Zijian is an innate master who surpasses the level of Qi training. He has almost no chance of winning. He can only deal with it with all his might. It is best to be unbeaten too badly.

"You are practicing martial arts." Tan Zijian said disdainfully with disdain: "I don't bully you because of my realm, but also use the level of martial arts!"

"Okay!" Leng Fei responded happily.

"Swish!" With the sound of breaking through the air, the sword lights in the sky were shining brightly, as if a waterfall was hanging in front of him, and the speed was beyond the ability of the eyes to chase.

Under his speeding thinking, even if Tan Zijian made a sudden sword, there were still traces to follow, and he had the opportunity to make a knife in advance.

"Ding..." Leng Fei only felt a powerful force on the sword body to sweep the sword away.

His long sword slashed horizontally, and the blade turned into an arc of light, sweeping the sword flowers and invading it, blocking it outside.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..." The sword and the long sword intersected, and sparks flew everywhere, and were crisp and crisp.

Tan Zijian narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't expect that Leng Fei, a master of martial arts, had such power, which was not inferior to his innate master's power.

No wonder he is so arrogant.

He sneered, and the sword light suddenly surged. The innate masters were not only strong but also faster.

"Swish!" Leng Fei waved the ninth knife.

This sword was the fastest of Heming's Nine Swords, and it was a killer move. He observed Sun Heming's use several times and had already realized it.

"Hmph!" Tan Zijian sneered and increased his speed again.

This time he secretly activates his internal force, but he sees a vast white light, like a sun sets on the ground.

The thunder seal appeared in Leng Fei's mind, and four rays of lightning were flowing.

Two rays of lightning escape from the thunder seal at the same time.

The world is slowing down.

Tan Zijian's sword flashed out, and the speed was still extremely fast, but he could see the sword body clearly.

Leng Fei slashed it with one sword, avoiding the tip of the sword at the same time.

"Ding..." With the clear sound, Tan Zijian took a step back, his face was extremely gloomy, and he looked at Leng Fei tightly.

Leng Feihengdao said lightly on his chest: "Take it!"

Tan Zijian's clothes broke through a hole on his shoulder, revealing his shiny shoulder pads. Although the sword was sharp, it could not leave any trace.

Tan Zijian said coldly: "What a Leng Fei. I will defeat you with all my strength next time I meet you!"

His body seemed to have no weight, and slowly floated into the woods and disappeared.

Leng Feishu breathed a sigh of relief.

The two lightning lights were released at the same time, and the speed was doubled, which was indeed extraordinary.

But now his body was numb, and he was out of control in every place and almost collapsed.

What if the growth rate of twice is so harmful to the body, what will happen if it is four times?

I'm afraid that my body would collapse directly, so I'd commit suicide.

Fortunately, I was cautious and didn't directly activate four times the speed.
Chapter completed!