At noon, Zen room.
There was a knock on the door.
Ling Feng, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up to open the door.
Jue Xing brought the food on a tea tray, placed it on the table, clasped his hands and said, "Master Ling, please have a vegetarian meal."
Ling Feng took a look and saw that there were only three vegetarian dishes and a bowl of rice. He was not picky either, cupping his fists and saying, "Thank you, Master!"
After more than an hour of meditating and practicing, he had recovered his energy, blood, internal energy, and mental energy, but he had also consumed too much and needed food to replenish his energy.
Jue bowed, turned and left.
At noon, in the main hall.
"Abbot Faming, Ling came to say goodbye!"
Ling Feng cupped his fists and said. It was said that he was bidding farewell, but in fact he was still thinking about the relics of Master Kong Ling.
Abbot Faming handed a brocade box to Ling Feng, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, Master Ling, this is the relic of Master Kongling, please keep it well!"
Ling Feng opened it and saw that it was an inconspicuous solid object the size of a pigeon egg, and he didn't see any aura of power. Is this old monk trying to fool me with fake goods?
Faming seemed to know what he was thinking and said with a smile: "The Buddhist power in the relics needs to be stimulated by the Buddhist mind to activate it!"
Ling Feng had the right idea. Putting it in his baggage might come in handy.
Immediately, a young monk next to him handed a long sword to Ling Feng.
Ling Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, but it turned out to be a blood-colored long sword, crystal clear like a ruby, with a thin blade and traces of blood inside, like meridians and blood vessels. These are energy channels for the movement of true energy. As he looked at it, the sword showed its attributes:
Blood Spirit Sword
Grade: Top grade weapon
Material: Blood-grained steel
Weight: three kilograms and six taels
Characteristics: Sharp 1, Strong 1, Blood Drinking 2
The so-called blood-patterned steel is the primary spiritual steel refined using the blood-refining method, and is close to the quality of materials such as cold iron and black iron.
The method of blood refining is to sacrifice human blood and animal blood to refine steel, change its properties, and form blood runes.
These blood runes will continue to swallow the essence and blood, which will slowly enhance the quality of the weapon. If they do not drink blood for a long time, the quality will slowly decrease. This long sword has been refined to level 2 with the blood-drinking demon pattern, and the number of lives under the sword will definitely exceed 100.
This kind of evil weapon must be refined with blood sacrifice. The Kashyapa Temple is full of monks, so it is useless to keep it.
In fact, Ling Feng now has the inferior weapon Han Yuan Sword, and he doesn't care much about the superior weapon. However, it would also be good to take back the Qingjiao Gang to enrich the arsenal. Therefore, he accepted it, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you so much, Abbot!"
Fa Ming smiled and said: "This is the trophy of Hero Ling, so there is no need to say thank you! To be honest, I still have something to ask for."
Ling Feng smiled and said: "But it doesn't matter!"
Fa Ming said with a serious look: "I'm afraid the Netherworld Palace's entire army will be wiped out this time. I'm afraid I won't let it go. I would like to ask Hero Ling to bring a letter to the Peony Pavilion Master in order to form an alliance and help each other!"
Ling Feng wondered: "For such an important matter, why doesn't the abbot send a senior monk from your temple to go?"
Faming sighed: "There are many casualties among the monks in the temple now, and the defense is empty. If we send two junior disciples, Fa Yan and Fa Zhi, it will inevitably give the Netherworld Palace an opportunity. But the other disciples have not reached the innate realm and have gone. I’m afraid it will be difficult to resist the pursuit of Netherworld Palace. That’s why I have the audacity to ask Hero Ling for help!”
"Oh well!"
Ling Feng thought for a while, and he agreed after he couldn't delay for long anyway.
Abbot Faming handed a letter to Ling Feng, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, thank you so much, Master Ling, for your help!"
After a while, Ling Feng went down the mountain, bought a horse in the town below, and rode towards the county town.
In the evening, Luohe County.
A young man in white rode into the city.
Ling Feng has also been famous for Luohe County for a long time. Every year, countless talented people, beauties and wealthy people come to the Peony Flower Fair. However, according to Yin Qianchou, the more famous one is the Peony Pavilion. The disciples of Peony Pavilion are all women. Not only are they young and beautiful, they are also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, song and dance.
It is said that Bai Mudan, the master of the Peony Pavilion, is the most beautiful woman in Cangzhou and is known as the Flower Fairy. The annual Peony Flower Fair is hosted by White Peony, and many people come here just to see the beauty of this flower fairy. Yin Qianchou had been here at the Peony Fair seven years ago. When he saw it from a distance, he was astonished and still unforgettable.
Although I don't know if Yin Qianchou is exaggerating, but Miss Yuqing is indeed a rare beauty, and Bai Mudan must also be a great beauty.
However, it was already getting late and the Peony Pavilion was full of women, which was very inconvenient. Ling Feng planned to find a place to stay first and wait until tomorrow.
Ling Feng walked a few streets and saw an inn in front of him, so he walked in.
In front of the counter, the shopkeeper was an old man in his fifties with a long black beard. He looked at Ling Feng with a surprised expression and said with a smile: "Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel or in the hotel?"
Ling Feng also took out a hundred taels of silver notes and said, "Stay in the hotel and get a table of food and wine to be delivered to my room."
"Okay, please wait a moment,"
The shopkeeper suddenly looked overjoyed, and then said: "Xiao Li, quickly take the guest to the upper room!"
The young man who was wiping the table came over quickly and said, "Sir, I will take you upstairs."
The room was relatively spacious, so Ling Feng practiced boxing in the room for a while.
At this time, the waiter brought the wine and food on a tea tray, put it on the table, and said: "Your Majesty, please use it with ease!"
Ling Feng finished his meal and was meditating with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, there were two knocks on the door. He thought it was the waiter, so he said: "The door is unlocked, come in."
At this time, a handsome young man with thin skin and tender flesh, white face and no beard, slowly came in with a folding fan and said with a smile: "Master Ling, you didn't come to see me when you arrived in Luohe County. Do you think you don't treat me as a brother?"
Ling Feng looked slightly surprised, then smiled and said: "Miss Yuqing, you look very handsome in men's clothing. I'm afraid you will seduce many young girls."
After a pause, he asked doubtfully: "By the way, how did you find me?"
Jiang Yuqing smiled brightly, shook her folding fan, and said with a smile: "This inn is our industry's property. When a famous hero like you comes, of course the innkeeper will send someone to report it."
Ling Feng looked puzzled and asked, "Am I famous?"
Jiang Yuqing smiled and said: "Of course, the matter between you and Jiang Yuelong has spread throughout the nearby counties. I don't know how many girls in Peony Pavilion are secretly interested in you."
Ling Feng's face darkened, feeling like he had turned into Zhang Wei, but it was difficult to explain, so he could only change the topic and said: "Actually, I came here this time to deliver a message for Abbot Faming of Kasyapa Temple. This time the Netherworld Palace sent A large number of troops invaded Kasyapa Temple and almost wiped out Kasyapa Temple."
At this time, Jiang Yuqing said with a smile: "However, our Hero Ling used his might to turn the tide and annihilate all the people in the Netherworld Palace, right?"
Ling Feng sighed: "Your information from Peony Pavilion is really fast!"
Jiang Yuqing smiled and said: "It's okay. This Luohe County is barely within the sphere of influence of our Peony Pavilion. In fact, I knew about it as soon as you arrived in Luohe County. Therefore, I ordered them to pay attention to your whereabouts. If you don't Will you blame me?"
"of course not!"
Ling Feng smiled and then handed the letter over and said, "This is an autographed letter from Abbot Faming. Please bring it to the Pavilion Master!"
Jiang Yuqing took the letter and said, "I'm going to give the letter to Master right now."
When she left, she handed the one hundred taels of silver notes to Ling Feng and said, "You have to take this bank note back. How can I accept your money if you live on my property! Also, since you are here, stay and play." A few days, I will take you to see Master tomorrow."
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