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Chapter 227: True Monarch Hua Yu

These people outside now have the urge to hit the wall.

Compared with Ling Feng, they may not even be considered a piece of shit.

Ling Feng, who was in the cave, looked at the three-color ball of light in front of him, showed a smile on his lips, and took action quickly.

"Chichichi!"

Still within three breaths, all the flaws were pointed out without any mistakes, and the fourth level was successfully entered.

In the fourth level, Ling Feng still pointed out all the flaws within three breaths. He has strong mental arithmetic and insight capabilities. These flaws in the light ball are too simple for him.

Even at the fifth level, the time it took Ling Feng still did not exceed three breaths.

In the end, Ling Feng cleared all levels, and the total time spent was less than fifteen breaths.

A terrifying record was born. Before, the best record of the levels set by True Lord Huayun was to clear all the levels within one stick of incense. This person was the great disciple of True Lord Huayun, Yueyue Zhenren. That was already

That happened more than two hundred years ago.

Now, the new record set by Ling Feng has left Yueyue Zhenren's record far behind.

"What a fool! Isn't this dazzling?"

Zhen Jian couldn't help but cursed, and quickly reached out to wipe his eyes. He couldn't believe that the scene that happened in front of him was real.

"Cao Cao Cao, are you going to let people live? You won't even have fifteen breaths!"

The others couldn't help but wailed. Ling Feng was so evil. They felt that their confidence had been greatly affected. They all had passed through the level of Zhenjun Hua Yun and knew how difficult this level was.

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However, Ling Feng's cultivation level is only at the foundation-building level, but he can completely clear the level in such a short period of time, which is really abnormal.

In the cave, when Lingfeng passed the fifth level, he found a spiral nest appeared in front of him, and a misty voice came from the spiral nest: "Come in!"

Ling Feng didn't hesitate and walked in.

The moment he passed through the spiral, he felt a biting chill coming towards his face. When he looked down, he found that he was standing on a piece of water as calm as a mirror. There were thin clouds and mist floating on the water.

He raised his foot and fiddled with it. The clouds and mist under his feet dispersed, and he could see fish playing at the bottom of the water.

However, Ling Feng was standing on the water, but he couldn't sink.

"this?"

Ling Feng took two steps back. Every time his feet fell, the water would ripple in circles. The surrounding clouds dispersed, and he could see his own reflection on the water.

"How amazing!"

Ling Feng came back to his senses and immediately took a few steps on the water. Then he looked down and suddenly felt that the water was very interesting.

After running on the water for a while, Ling Feng raised his head and turned around to look around. He saw mountains all around. Between the mountains was a sea of ​​clouds. The sea of ​​clouds was slowly surging. In front of him, there was

There is a pavilion. Under the pavilion, there is a man sitting. He is holding a bamboo pole and fishing.

Ling Feng immediately saluted the man: "Junior Ling Feng, I have met my senior!"

After hearing Ling Feng's voice, the man put down the bamboo pole in his hand and turned to look at Ling Feng.

This is a kind old man. His gray hair is combed very carefully without any mess. It is tied into a high bun and inserted with a wooden hairpin. The white hair is as white as silver threads.

The hair is still clearly visible in the black hair. His face is ruddy, and there are not many wrinkles on his slightly sunken eye sockets. However, his pair of black eyes reveal the vicissitudes of time.

"Young man, that's good. You can pass all the levels I set up so quickly. I have a secret skill here. You can practice it with it first. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me at any time!"

The old man smiled faintly at Ling Feng, then waved his hand, and a scroll and a jade slip flew out of his sleeves and floated in front of Ling Feng.

"That jade pendant is my token. As long as you reach the foot of Yun Sheng Mountain and activate the jade pendant with your true energy, someone will naturally come to pick you up!"

Zhenjun Hua Yun said lightly, then turned his head and continued fishing.

Ling Feng looked at the jade slip in his hand, which had the word Hua Yun engraved on it. He immediately bowed and returned the courtesy to the old man: "Thank you, Zhenjun!"

Just now he called the old man senior because he was still unable to determine the old man's identity, but now he has confirmed from the old man's words that he is Zhenjun Hua Yun.

Although True Lord Hua Yun did not say that he wanted to accept him as his disciple, he did not directly refuse like the previous True Lords. Moreover, True Lord Hua Yun also said that if he had anything he didn't understand, he could ask him.

After returning the gift, Ling Feng found that his feet were slowly sinking, but he did not panic.

When Ling Feng was submerged in the water, he opened his eyes and found that he was back in the cave. He put away the jade slips and scrolls in his hands and walked out of the cave entrance.

Coming out of the cave entrance, Ling Feng saw Zhen Jian and the others.

"Out!"

Zhen Jian and the others immediately surrounded Ling Feng.

"Junior Brother Lingfeng, how are you? Did Zhenjun accept you as his disciple?"

"Junior Brother Lingfeng, you are so amazing. You actually used less than fifteen breaths to get through the five levels set by the True Lord!"

The disciples looked at Ling Feng with great admiration, even though Ling Feng's cultivation was lower than them.

"No, Zhenjun didn't say he wanted to accept me as his disciple, but he didn't explicitly refuse either. He also said that if I have any questions, I can go to him directly!"

Ling Feng shook his head slightly. He was still very satisfied with the result. He couldn't wait to go back and see what the scroll that Zhenjun Hua Yun gave him was.

"How is it possible? You are such a genius, but the true king doesn't accept you as his disciple?"

"That's right!"

Zhen Jian and others were shocked. In their opinion, Ling Feng's ability to pass the test in such a short time was enough to prove his talent, and Zhenjun Huayun would definitely accept him as his disciple.

But now, Ling Feng actually said that Zhenjun Hua Yun didn't accept him as his disciple, which made them feel incredible.

"It's true, but it's not important. Senior brothers, I'm going back, so I won't disturb you anymore. Farewell!"

Ling Feng nodded slightly, and then saluted Zhen Jian and the others with cupped fists.

"good!"

Zhen Jian and other disciples also clasped their fists and returned the salute to Ling Feng.

Lingfeng turned around and walked towards Lingluo Mountain.

"Junior Brother Lingfeng is really awesome!"

"But, he is such a genius, why doesn't the True Lord accept him as his disciple?"

"Yeah, so weird!"

Zhen Jian and the inner disciples all looked puzzled. They couldn't understand why Zhenjun Hua Yun didn't accept Ling Feng as his disciple. They also felt sorry for Ling Feng.

After returning to his residence, Ling Feng immediately took out the scroll given to him by Zhenjun Hua Yun, opened it and studied it. What was recorded in this scroll was a prohibition technique called Qiankun Ban, and it should look very awesome.

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