With a gentle smile, Feng Kuang changed the topic and said, "Brother Lin, your Lin family has cultivated a genius disciple on their own. How can we hide it and hide it from us?"

He was unwilling to let Ying Chengfeng get involved in the disputes among various sects.

Such a genius is the right thing to do if he is dedicated to practicing martial arts. If he is distracted from these complicated and complex external affairs, he will inevitably waste a lot of energy and delay his practice.

So, as soon as Lin Senmiao mentioned a little, he immediately got to the top genius of the Lin family.

Lin Senmiao's face suddenly became extremely strange, and she was still a little embarrassed in her excitement.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Feng doesn't know anything." He lowered his voice and said, "Before the opening assessment of this spiritual path, even we didn't know that he actually had this talent in the spiritual path."

Feng Kuang suddenly stopped, looked at Lin Senmiao seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Young brother should take this truth."

Lin Sen Miaowei was stunned. He vaguely felt something was wrong, but under Feng Kuang's aggressive eyes, he still gritted the bullet and said, "How dare I deceive my senior brother?"

Feng Kuang snorted: "Your Lin family can't even understand its own foundation. If such a good genius is almost delayed in your home. Humph, since that's the case, do you still want to delay riding the wind?"

Lin Senmiao was speechless, and he cried in his heart, waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Senior Brother Feng, you misunderstood. In our Lin family, every descendant of the direct descendant will receive the best education and attention. Once someone shows his spiritual talent, he will definitely give the greatest help and let them thrive in the spiritual path."

Feng Kuang sneered disdainfully and said, "Since that's the case, why did Lin Feng refuse to represent the Lin family in the spiritual path assessment, but instead sign up as a casual cultivator? Humph, if the Holy Temple had not learned from his origin that he was from the Lin family, I wouldn't have known that such a genius appeared in this sect."

Lin Senmiao sighed lightly and said, "Senior Brother Feng, you should know that the martial arts inheritance of our Lin family is a strong lineage."

Feng Kuang nodded slowly and said, "Yes, the Lin family's martial arts are fierce and fierce, and few people can compete with you head-on."

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Lin Senmiao's face. He lowered his voice and said, "Since our Lin family's martial arts inheritance has such characteristics, then there are naturally deviations when choosing successors. Lin Feng's child... Alas, he has a stubborn personality and has some misunderstandings about his father, so he has always kept a low profile. Not to mention me and others, even his father and brothers don't know what kind of talent he has..." After pausing, he said slowly: "Ambition."

Feng Kuang asked in surprise: "What ambition does he have?"

Lin Senmiao spread his hands and said, "His ambition is to take over the Lin family in the future and become the head of the Lin family."

Feng Kuang laughed and said, "Okay, having such ambition is a real great thing. Hey, I was afraid that he would relax after being promoted to spiritual master and become mediocre from now on. But since he has such ambition, there is no need to worry."

Lin Senmiao smiled bitterly and said, "If it doesn't work, his ambition will definitely not be achieved."

Feng Kuang's laughter subsided and said, "Junior Brother Lin, are Lin Feng's descendants of your Lin family?"

"yes."

"Could he be a concubine?"

Lin Senmiao shook his head repeatedly and said, "Senior Brother has misunderstood. Since he has such a talent, let alone whether he has become a villain, even if he is a descendant of a few generations ago, we have to spare no effort to cultivate it."

"That's it." Feng Kuang Zhengrong said: "It's so difficult to cultivate a spiritual master. And a genius like Lin Feng is even rare in a century. No matter what hidden secrets your Lin family has in your words, since he has such talent, he can't be abandoned in vain. Humph, if your Lin family can't tolerate this dragon, I can train it myself."

With a long sigh, Lin Senmiao said helplessly: "As long as Feng'er is willing to practice in the spiritual path, our Lin family will definitely help. However, if he wants to become the head of the family... it is unlikely."

Ying Chengfeng's eyebrows frowned slightly. Lin Senmiao knew Lin Feng's talent and the strength he showed in the spiritual assessment, but he still refused. There must be hidden information in this.

Feng Kuang glanced at him dissatisfiedly and said, "This is the business of your Lin family after all, and I am not good at interfering. However, I have a first say that such a genius does not only belong to your family, but to the entire sect. Humph, I personally check his spiritual cultivation every quarter. If it stagnates or regresses..." He looked at the other party deeply and said, "Then I will report to the senior brother of the head and deprive your Lin family of custody and cultivation rights."

Lin Sen was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed, saying, "Thank you for your concern, I will urge the family to help Feng'er practice with all his might."

He felt extremely depressed. This time he came up and was about to get close to him. He wanted to win over Ying Chengfeng and wanted to bring him into the Lin family camp. However, after a few words from Feng Kuang, he not only hoped that he would have lost it, but even Lin Feng might have lost it.

Think about it, which genius is willing to surrender to a family that is incompatible with their own direct descendants?

He sighed secretly that Feng'er's talent is indeed unparalleled, but unfortunately he has a lofty ambitions, but he himself is...

It is really difficult to take charge of the head of the family.

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On the dinner that day, the powerful men from all over the Qidao Sect gathered together to welcome Mr. Wu.

After the dinner, Ying Chengfeng was called into a secret room by Feng Kuang. In this room, the two old men had been waiting for a long time.

One of them is Fang Fu, the head of the Qidao Sect, while the other is Duan Ruixin, who has been in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall for thirty years.

Both of them looked at Ying Chengfeng, and their eyes showed satisfaction.

Indeed, after hearing Ying Chengfeng's assessment experience, unless he had ulterior motives, all the elders in the sect would be happy.

"Chengfeng, you performed very well this time." Fang Fu said with a smile.

At this moment, the old man who held the power of the sect was as harmonious and friendly as an old man next door.

Ying Chengfeng bowed deeply and said, "The disciples can achieve success today. It depends entirely on Master Feng's teachings."

Feng Kuang cracked his mouth aside and couldn't close his smile. Although he knew that Ying Chengfeng's words were just gilding on his face, they sounded comfortable.

Fang Fu nodded slowly and said, "Junior Brother Feng, thank you for cultivating such a genius for this sect."

Feng Kuang shook his head and said, "Shame, ashamed." Then, he turned his head and said, "Chengfeng. The three life-saving talismans I gave you are from the hands of Senior Brother Fang. Why don't you thank me quickly?"

Ying Chengfeng was shocked. He had used a talisman in the Nine Curves and Eighteen Bends. The power of that talisman was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

One talisman is released. Even the powerhouse at the spiritual master level falls without any resistance.

A mere talisman actually has such power. So what level has this person's cultivation reached?

Ying Chengfeng has always been quite eager for this, and it was not until this time that he realized that this talisman was from the hands of the only golden realm powerhouse in the sect.

Fang Fu laughed silently and waved his hand gently. An invisible force suddenly came to Ying Chengfeng's side, making him unable to thank him.

"Junior Brother Feng is so serious. Just a few talismans are not worth mentioning."

Ying Chengfeng said gratefully: "Return to Master, my disciple has used one of them, and he has successfully escaped the disaster."

"Oh." Fang Fu's expression moved slightly, and then he said, "The talisman of this seat can help you through a disaster, I am very pleased."

He turned his wrist and a total of ten talismans appeared on his hands like magic.

"Chengfeng, this time you have greatly increased your appearance in the Spiritual Hall. After thinking about it, I can't think of anything to reward you." He stroked his long beard lightly and smiled: "So I decided to give you ten talismans and open the treasure pavilion of this sect to let you choose a treasure from it. Haha, what do you think of this reward?"

Ying Chengfeng was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Disciple, thank you for your kind gift."

The treasure pavilion in the sect is an important place in the sect. It is said that there are many unknown top-quality materials and some precious spiritual weapons hidden inside.

In the entire sect, even the sect leader has no right to open it privately.

But at this moment, he promised Ying Chengfeng that he would enter the Treasure Pavilion to select any item. It can be seen that before Ying Chengfeng and others returned to the mountain, he had already prepared and had won the recognition of enough strong men in the sect.

However, what Ying Chengfeng values ​​most are the ten spiritual talismans.

These talismans are filled with subtle power. These forces do not seem to be powerful, but as long as the talisman is torn apart, these forces will be led by themselves, condense the power of heaven and earth, and form a terrifying and terrifying spiritual power.

With these ten talismans protecting him, as long as Ying Chengfeng does not encounter the super strong man who can instantly kill him, even if he encounters a silver-level strong man like Feng Kuan, he can escape far away.

Fang Fu nodded slowly, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he said, "Chengfeng, I heard from Junior Brother Feng, do you want to participate in the trial of the inheritance tower?"

Ying Chengfeng said solemnly: "Disciple does want to go to the inheritance tower."

Fang Fu responded softly and said, "I originally wanted to allow you to directly enter the second floor of the Inheritance Tower, but now it seems that you are unwilling to do so."

Ying Chengfeng quickly remembered the conversation with Mr. Wu that night in his mind. He nodded heavily and said, "Disciple wants to participate in the Inheritance Tower Assessment as a Spiritual Warrior."

Mr. Wu is a very knowledgeable person. Since he is kind to persuade him, it means that there must be a reason.

Directly logging into the second floor of the Inheritance Tower may avoid countless killings and assessments. But it will also lose a lot of things, so Ying Chengfeng made such a choice.

Fang Fu pondered for a moment and said, "Chengfeng, although you have shown great talent in the spiritual path, your true qi cultivation is still a bit insufficient."

Ying Chengfeng thought to himself, what is inadequacy? It's simply too bad.

Fang Fu and Duan Ruixin looked at each other, and the head of the Law Enforcement Hall smiled and said, "Let's do this, I will arrange an opponent for you. As long as you win him before the Heritage Tower is opened, I will allow you to participate in the competition as a spiritual warrior."

ps: Although I am very embarrassed, Baihe still asks me, do you guys, do you have monthly tickets and recommendation tickets? ^_^

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