"Are you serious?" Feng Ling was very surprised. He didn't expect that the other party had already begun to make plans secretly.
Elder Chen Ling had a peculiar habit of "meditating on the roof in the middle of the night". If he hadn't accidentally seen it, Feng Ling would have planned to search for the treasures in Weiyun Sect tomorrow.
"Brother! How could it be false? I saw with my own eyes a group of men in black sneaking into the backyard. In less than a quarter of an hour, they dragged the corpses of several disciples and disappeared into the night!"
Afraid of disturbing the situation, Elder Qingchen did not take action without permission and rushed to report to "Ling Weiyun" as soon as possible.
Can't help it?
Sure enough, there are still accomplices! It looks like quite a lot...
"So familiar with the layout of the sect? Then there must be spies lurking among the disciples among them." Fengling pretended to analyze and responded, but in fact he didn't care about this at all.
"Brother, you have to conduct a thorough investigation tomorrow! We must find out the murderer, otherwise it will be a disaster...!" Elder Chen Ling's eyes were full of worry.
He is worthy of being Ling Weiyun's biological brother. How can blood ties be cut off just by leaving home?
"Oh~! Second Brother Chen, I'm telling you the truth! Although the eldest brother was lucky enough to survive this time, his cultivation level is no longer at Level 8..." Feng Ling's old face squeezed into a ball, pretending to lament, half-truthfully half-falsely turning to the right. Sitting in the early hours of the morning, he confessed.
Feng Ling only dared to make this decision after careful consideration. Anyway, he would die anyway. If he succeeded, Elder Chenchen would be the key to his smooth escape. If he failed, he would be killed directly by Elder Chenchen!
Feng Ling's gamble was quite big!
fine!
Feng Ling was obviously not some unlucky guy, he was pretty lucky.
Elder Chen Chen was only slightly surprised. There was doubt and worry on his face, but there was no wrong idea. With Feng Ling's assassination and mind-reading ability to grasp people's hearts, he could tell that he was definitely not pretending.
"Brother, what are your plans?"
Elder Chen asked urgently in the early morning. He was afraid that "Ling Weiyun" would be confused and would not retreat from the Weiyun Sect.
"When this situation is over, I will find a beautiful and beautiful place to retreat to the mountains and forests, and have nothing to do with the world!"
Although it was just a lie to deceive the early morning, Fengling had thought about it in his previous life, and even longed for this kind of leisurely and comfortable life. But things in the world are unpredictable, how can it be what we want?
Hearing this, Elder Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a trembling voice: "Very good!"
Then, Feng Ling whispered to Elder Chenchen.
"Go ahead, I believe the other party won't dare to close the net yet!"
After saying this, the elder in the morning stood up, took the letter that Feng Ling had prepared in advance, and left worriedly in the dark of night.
Want to play?
With a slight curl at the corner of his mouth, Feng Ling sneaked out again, with the target being the Treasure Pavilion!
It is said to be a Treasure Pavilion. How many treasures can be used by a small and medium-sized force like Weiyun Sect that can be supported by just one person?
Except for one useful wife, the husband and wife run the business single-handedly and personally teach the disciples. The two silly sons are idle all day long.
Feng Ling couldn't help but admire Ling Weiyun, he was truly an old hero.
"Mighty Cloud Thunderbolt Jue!?"
In a room of more than ten square meters, a figure moved calmly and orderly. After walking a few steps, Feng Ling suddenly stopped at a dusty corner. If it weren't for his amazing eyesight, he would have ignored it. An advanced ghost technique!
This is the fourth ghost technique discovered so far and the only advanced ghost technique.
There are two basic offensive and defensive ghost skills: "Ghost Fighting Technique" and "Smashing Stone Fist", and one intermediate body skill and ghost skill: "Ghost Shadow Follower".
The darkness token dimly faded, and after collecting all the valuable things, Feng Ling sat in the "empty" room and read four ghost skill secret books.
The Yudu Ghost Technique is exactly what Feng Ling used before. This Ghost Technique can be said to be the most basic ghost technique. Although it has no special features, it is also the most practical!
In fact, the strength of Yudu Ghost Art increases with the ghost spiritual master's own cultivation. It does not restrict the performance of the ghost spiritual master like some ghost skills. However, because it is the most basic ghost skill, almost every ghost spirit master can use it. Ghost masters know it well, so they classify it as a primary ghost skill.
Stone Fist, the power of ghosts and gods is applied between the palms of the fists, achieving an effect similar to that of an intermediate ghost master who can hurt people through the air. If you practice it to the extreme, you can break large rocks with your bare hands! It is the best boxing technique for junior ghost spirit masters to challenge intermediate ghost spirit masters!
optimal?
Feng Ling frowned slightly, and saw the pros and cons at a glance. Perhaps the gravel fist can be called a great weapon in the early stage, but after breaking through to the intermediate ghost spirit master, it is simply useless, and it will actually reduce the power of the fist! In other words, it commits the common problem of most low ghost skills that restrict the performance of high ghost spiritual masters!
"Bang~!"
The room trembled slightly, the sound was suppressed deliberately, and the sound was not loud. A fist mark more than ten centimeters deep appeared on the stone floor in the room.
After trying it several times, with Ling Weiyun's memory, Feng Ling didn't feel unfamiliar at all and quickly learned it!
Although there are huge flaws, it has no impact on Feng Ling at this time. Besides, he also needs a few ghost skills to defend himself now!
I estimate that if I use the gravel fist to fight against the fifth rotation now, saving my life should not be a problem!
Then Feng Ling opened the ghost shadow fan track and found the same common problem as the gravel fist, but he still learned it!
Intermediate body skills!
Other low-level ghost masters can't do it, but he can. Not to mention the energy support of the eighth-level ghost spirit body, as an assassin, Feng Ling's movement skills are not bad!
Exhaling a breath, Feng Ling continued to open the last book of advanced ghost skills. After reading a few pages, he frowned slightly and discovered the problem.
The remnant!
This advanced ghost skills book is actually just a fragment!
Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then understood. It turns out that this secret book of ghost skills was compiled by Ling Weiyun, who was lucky enough to get the fragment of "Thunder and Thunderbolt Art" to add his experience. The cover of Weiyun and Thunderbolt Art was added later!
"Zizzi~!"
"Bang~!"
A loud noise came from far away in the dark night, smoke and dust billowed up, and the entire treasure pavilion turned into dust...
Immediately afterwards, the entire Weiyun Sect was awakened, and everyone quickly ran to the place where the incident occurred.
"Sect Master~, something bad has happened! The Treasure Pavilion has been stolen and destroyed."
"What's going on? Come with me and go have a look."
Opening the door, Feng Ling had a gloomy look on his face and hurried to the Treasure Pavilion following a panicked messenger disciple.
Flying along the way, Feng Ling put his right hand behind his back and pinched the tip of his index finger, feeling a tingling sensation.
Almost!
He was almost discovered!
Arriving at the messy scene where a group of people had gathered, Feng Ling, the instigator, was deeply shocked. Just a trace!
That lightning bolt not only destroyed the Treasure Pavilion, but also drained all the power of ghosts and gods from himself, a second-level ghost spiritual master!
If the eighth-level ghost spirit body hadn't replenished its energy in time, I might have been in bad luck!
"Dad~! The Treasure Pavilion was destroyed!"
Seeing their father Ling Weiyun coming, the two sons were afraid that he wouldn't see him, so they immediately explained. The other dozens of people all respectfully called the sect master.
"Master, this matter must be investigated thoroughly!"
The fake Pan Yuan also looked sad and gave instructions to Feng Ling.
Just when Feng Ling was about to speak, a disciple ran back in a panic and said in panic: "It's not good, it's not good! There are eight bloody corpses at the gate of the sect. It's extremely scary..."
Everyone changed their expressions. Ling Chi and Ling Han even stepped forward to grab the man who had opened his mouth and kept asking him hard. However, this man was already a little lost. How could he tell the truth after being so stimulated by the two of them? Come.
"Walk……!"
Really unable to watch it anymore, Feng Ling took the lead in a deep voice, and everyone ran towards the outside of the sect together. Seeing that everyone was gone, Ling and Chi grabbed the lost disciple like a chicken and followed them away.
