After a while, Ling Feng coaxed Mingyu back to sleep, but took out Master Kongling's relic.
This relic is oval in shape, about the size of a dove egg, gray-white, and has no gleaming gold in it.
However, now that he has learned the Dragon Subduing Arhat Technique, he can try to stimulate the Buddhist power in it.
He wanted to use this relic to purify himself of the evil spirit of blood.
If an ordinary person is possessed by such a strong blood evil spirit, his personality will change over time and he will become bloodthirsty and indifferent. It will even affect his luck, causing him to be plagued with bad luck and everything will be unfavorable. Fortunately, Ling Feng's spirit and will were as strong as steel and his sword was clear, so he did not change his temperament. In addition, the possession of the system locked his luck, otherwise he would have suffered a bloody disaster.
Even so, it cannot be delayed for too long. Otherwise, the blood evil spirit will continue to condense and transform into a black evil spirit, which will become very terrifying. While practicing, hallucinations will appear, inner demons will invade, and you will go crazy at any time.
After Ling Feng burned incense, he sat in the cross-legged position and visualized the Dharma of Arhat Subduing the Dragon. Golden light shone brightly in the sea of consciousness, and a golden Arhat wrapped in a golden dragon appeared. His state of mind also entered a realm of emptiness, clarity and peace, without any ripples in the ancient well. Wisps of inexplicable power came from the void and slowly poured into Ling Feng's Dragon-Subduing Arhat's golden body.
These inexplicable powers are not the ordinary spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nor are they the cross-border initiation of the true form of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat from the upper realm. Ling Feng couldn't understand, so he didn't bother to pay attention.
However, Ling Feng was not just for training this time. The golden Arhat formed the treasure bottle seal with his hands, and then pushed out suddenly with both hands. A golden Buddha light rushed out from the sea of self-consciousness, passed through the center of the eyebrows, and landed on Master Kongling's relics.
Not long after this golden light entered the relic, the golden light suddenly shone brightly.
Ling Feng suddenly sensed a strong golden Buddha power, and tried to control it, but was unsuccessful. It was as if a hair was tied to the desk. It was too difficult to pull the desk with a hair!
He did not lose heart. The Arhat with the Golden Body of Consciousness Sea used the nine-character mantra hand seals one by one. The nine golden lights gathered in the relic, as if a brand had been condensed. At this time, he had a clear understanding in his heart that he could command these Buddha powers as he wished.
However, Ling Feng also discovered it. Most of the Buddha's power in this relic has been used up.
No wonder Abbot Faming, an old fox, was willing to give it to himself. It turned out to be a nearly scrapped product.
However, after all, it was left by a master-level monk, and even this 20% Buddhist power is still a lot.
Ling Feng formed the Sun Wheel Seal with his hands, and the Buddha's power in the relics continued to condense in his hands, transforming into the most intense and scorching hot Buddha's power, and then seeped into his body bit by bit.
If you use your spiritual eyes or spiritual power to explore, you will find that the bloody evil energy in Ling Feng's body is burned by the golden Buddha power of the Sun Wheel Seal, and dissipates little by little.
Although this bloody evil energy is powerful and cannot be resolved by any powerful martial arts, it is only transformed by resentment and belongs to the spiritual category, which happens to be restrained by Fo Li. The pure Yang Buddha power transformed by the Sun Wheel Seal is even more of a nemesis, and the natural effect is excellent.
Half an hour later, Ling Feng suddenly felt light all over his body, and he suddenly dropped the burden he had been carrying. He observed with his mental power that the blood around him had dimmed extremely.
With a thought in his mind, the golden light slowly converged, and the Buddha's power in the relics was also reduced by half.
Late at night, there is a village in the west of the city, in a secret room.
A man wearing half a black mask was sitting on a big tiger-skin chair. It was Liu Hanfeng, the leader of Black Wind Village.
Although the cottage was burned down, most of the people in Heifeng Village were transferred to the county town.
Zhao Shengyun and two men in black stood in front of him.
"You two losers, seven innate masters, and a hundred people to assist you, can't even kill Lin Feng. Are you all pig-minded?"
Liu Hanfeng said coldly. I thought everything was safe, but I didn't expect that not only did the mission fail, but five Xuanyin dead soldiers were lost. You can imagine the anger in my heart. Xuanyin dead soldiers are not cabbages. If a batch of them die, a batch of them can be cultivated immediately. Now Qinghe's power at the helm suddenly seemed empty.
The two men in black were also unlucky. Originally, Qiao Liufeng was in charge of this operation, but now that this guy is dead, and now that they have the highest rank, they are the ones who will be scolded. As for Zhao Shengyun, he was not from Netherworld Palace, and Liu Hanfeng couldn't say much.
At this time, Zhao Shengyun explained: "Originally, this plan was foolproof, but Lin Feng had many spiritual talismans on his body, which were extremely powerful, which led to the failure of the mission."
Liu Hanfeng's expression changed slightly. The inheritance of Talisman Masters was almost cut off. Only the Divine Talisman Sect still had the ability to refine spiritual Talisman. But the Divine Talisman Sect has surrendered to the Great Chu court, and there are almost no magic Talisman for sale on the market. Could this guy be from the imperial court? If the imperial court understands their intentions, then the next situation may not be good.
However, when he thought about it, he found out that this kid's identity had been found out clearly, and he had no background at all. He must have been overthinking it.
At this time, a man in black cupped his fists and said: "Captain, in fact, we don't need to fight hard at all. Isn't Lin Feng married to a woman from Qingyin Pavilion? If we can catch her, are we afraid that he will not submit?"
Another man in black said: "However, that woman has always been in the main hall of the Qingjiao Gang and lives in seclusion. It will be difficult to catch her."
Liu Hanfeng said coldly: "I don't care what method you use, you must capture the person for me!"
If this plan can be successful, it will not only eliminate Lin Feng, a serious enemy, but also obtain his secrets, which will definitely be a great achievement.
Because Ling Feng wantonly killed people in the Netherworld Palace, he was already on the wanted list of the Cangzhou Branch of the Netherworld Palace, with a very generous reward.
The next day, in the morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Ling Feng began to teach Mingyu to practice boxing. The four sets of body-building boxing techniques he practiced were all fierce and unsuitable for Mingyu's training. So he taught Mingyu the Twelve Feihe Styles, the basic boxing styles in the Feihe Secret Book.
Feihemen's martial arts are light and agile, and so are their body-building techniques, with elegant postures. Mingyu studied for half an hour and had already mastered the first move of flying crane to spread its wings.
Mingyu stood in the flying crane stance for more than a quarter of an hour, dripping with sweat but looking determined. Because she understands Ling Feng's thoughts, no matter how hard it is, she will persevere.
After a while, Ling Feng came over with a tea cup and said with a smile: "Okay, take a rest and drink some water."
Mingyu saw a white pill the size of a pigeon's egg in the teacup, and drank it without paying any attention.
After a while, she felt a heat spread from her abdomen into her limbs and bones. After a quarter of an hour, she turned red and went to the latrine.
This is a second-level marrow-cleansing elixir that can relax muscles and cleanse marrow, wash away body impurities and eliminate dirt.
Although Mingyu has no foundation, she has good qualifications. As long as Ling Feng is willing to consume pills, he can always add to her cultivation. He now has enough chivalry points to exchange for the pills used in Mingyu's training.
After a while, Jiang Yuelong walked into the courtyard and returned the elder token to Ling Feng.
Ling Feng asked: "Do you have anything for Manager Luluo?"
"Of course, two Xuanyin knives were exchanged for 8,000 contribution points. I also exchanged a bottle of seventh-grade (third-level) Snow Wolf Pill for Sister Mingyu, which only cost 5,000 contribution points. This is based on the third-level ferocious beast. The snow wolf's essence, blood and vitality are refined to greatly replenish the essence."
Jiang Yuelong said, handing a jasper bottle to Mingyu.
The ferocious beast is a low-level monster that has always been hunted by warriors because it has sufficient essence, blood and vitality, making it suitable for alchemy. Of course, there are many people who have fed ferocious beasts. Therefore, the prices of these elixirs are very expensive, and the market price will not be lower than that of top-grade weapons.
Ling Feng glared at her and said, "You are the only one who can make your own decisions. Can Yu'er's body bear this kind of pill?"
Mingyu smiled and said, "Sister Yuelong exchanged this for her husband."
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