After returning to the courtyard from the mountain peak named Qingjing Mountain by Beiming Zi, Xiaomeng didn't say a single word to Lin Feng.
For the next two days, she didn't even leave the back room. Qingyin was still worried about this, worried that it was because she didn't take good care of her.
After Lin Feng learned of this, he smiled at Qing He and said," It has nothing to do with her.”，After Qing He passed the message to Qing Yin, she felt slightly relieved.
Today, Lin Feng counted the days. This time, he had been online for more than half a month. Half a day should have passed in the real world. It was time for him to go out.
After all, even though he had become a top expert, he still couldn't fast.
He still had to eat.
After he exited the saved file, Lin Feng's mind returned to the real world.
……
In a remote courtyard of the Lin family.
Lin Feng pushed open the door and walked out of the house.
The morning sun rises, the air is fresh and natural
Lin Feng also felt extremely light and comfortable from head to toe. The great river of peak qi circulated in his body at all times according to the path of the three great mental cultivation techniques, giving him a powerful illusion that everything in the world was within his palm.
He raised his right hand with his palm facing up. With a thought, light blue water vapor gathered in his palm from the surrounding air, forming a light blue water droplet.
The water droplets dissipated, and a gust of wind followed, followed by flames.
Amongst the five-elemental dao arts, Lin Feng had already learned the water control, wind control, and fire control arts.
After the flames dissipated, a longsword appeared in Lin Feng's palm. There seemed to be starlight flowing on the hilt of the scabbard. Before the sword was unsheathed, it gave off a noble and reserved feeling.
This was the Chunjun Sword. Lin Feng could take out the items in his system inventory in the real world. This sword was naturally no exception.
Lin Feng gripped the sword hilt that was as smooth as jade. A desire to unsheathe his sword instantly appeared in his heart.
At this moment, he heard the sound of a door being pushed open from a room beside him. He immediately put the sword back into his System Backpack.
Lu Yi faced the morning sun and stretched her back. She turned her head and saw Lin Feng, who was dressed in white, standing at the end of the corridor with his hands behind his back. He was currently looking at her.
He was shocked. The next second, he reacted and could not help but ask,
"Eh? Young Master, you're up. Why are you up so early today?”
"I plan to go out for a walk today."
As Lin Feng spoke, he walked out of the courtyard.
"What about breakfast?" Lu Yi looked at him and hurriedly asked.”
"I'll go out to eat."
Lin Feng waved his hand with his back facing her.
Lu Yi watched as the white-robed figure gradually walked out of the courtyard and asked in puzzlement,"Why do I feel that young master seems to be a little different from yesterday?”
The image of Lin Feng standing under the eaves with his hands behind his back appeared in Lu Yi's mind. She mumbled,"Young Master seems to have…become more otherworldly.”
The difference between a third-rate cultivator and a peak cultivator was naturally extremely great. Although Lin Feng had restrained his aura, the trace of aura he unintentionally revealed was enough to cause fear to appear in the hearts of ordinary people like Luyi who had never cultivated martial arts.
What Lin Feng cultivated was the supreme heart technique of the Daoist Heaven Sect. It was inevitable that his aura would become otherworldly.
Lu Yi and Lin Feng interacted day and night. She naturally could sense the difference.
Lin Feng left the courtyard. If he wanted to go to the streets, he would have to walk a distance in the Lin family's residence. During this period of time, he would pass by the Lin family's training grounds.
When he passed by, he stopped and looked around for a while. He saw many Lin family disciples practicing sword techniques, fist techniques, and spear techniques in the martial arts field. A few Lin family martial masters brought the younger ones to stand there or practice breathing techniques. The older ones cultivated by themselves or competed one-on-one.
Naturally, there were people in the training field who noticed him.
Just as Lin Feng was about to leave this place.
A dark-skinned youth with a burly build carried a spear in his hand and brought two companions to Lin Feng, blocking his path. He stared at him and sneered,"Yo, isn't this the future top scholar of our Lin family? Why? Are you willing to leave your boudoir?"
"Haha."
His two companions also let out a burst of mocking laughter.
Lin Feng glanced at Lin Hei before him. His internal strength was almost second-rate, and he had practiced some crude external techniques and spear techniques. The current him would probably be able to crush him to death with a single finger.
"Move aside."
Lin Feng calmly spoke.
For some reason, Lin Hei felt a chill in his heart when he was stared at by his calm gaze.
After realizing this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and angry.
He was actually frightened by this useless illegitimate child?
He immediately grabbed the spear handle, his eyes filled with ruthlessness as he smashed it down towards Lin Feng's head.
This scene shocked his two followers.
Not far away, a young girl with a ponytail and slender legs saw this and shouted angrily,"Lin Hei, stop!"
That spear stopped five inches above Lin Feng's head.
"Are you scared to death? Haha-"
Lin Hei's laughter came to an abrupt halt because he saw that Lin Feng's expression wasn't filled with fear as he had imagined. Instead, it was still incomparably calm.
"Is it fun?"
Lin Feng spoke.
In the next second, he kicked out at an astonishing speed. Before Lin Hei could react at all, an invincible force came from his chest. His entire body flew backward and collided with his two followers. The three of them flew a few meters away.
When the girl with long legs saw this scene, she could not help but gape.
She specialized in cultivating leg techniques. The Lin family's leg technique had already been cultivated to the sixth level, but she believed that even a single attack did not have such power.
She looked at the white-robed youth who had retracted his right leg in astonishment.
Was this still the Lin Feng she knew?
Since when did he have such strength?
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