The lonely peak.
Under the thousand-year-old tree.
Su Xiyao had just taken the elixir and was sitting cross-legged to heal her injuries.
Lin Feng turned the barbecue grill in his hand not far away, with a large piece of ice anaconda meat brought from the Nine Nether Secret Realm tied to it. It had been roasted to a golden color on both sides and was sizzling with oil.
You can eat it when Su Xiyao wakes up.
To recuperate, you still need to supplement your nutrition.
The ice anaconda is a strange beast, and its meat is very valuable, making it suitable for people recovering from injuries.
At this time, three days have passed since the sect competition of Shenxiao Sword Sect.
People from all major forces began to leave one after another.
Everyone has initially reached an alliance to resist the Wuji Demon Sect.
Specific matters will need to be discussed slowly in the future.
After all, there are a lot of things involved here, so I don’t dare to be careless.
And although the leaders of various forces came, the real decision-makers did not come.
You have to go back and discuss with the ancestors of each family.
Suddenly Lin Feng stopped what he was doing, and he felt the formation fluctuate.
Sure enough, within a short while, several people were flying towards the summit of Gucun Peak.
The leader was the law enforcement elder Jiang Zhengyi, followed by the law enforcement team of the Shenxiao Sword Sect.
Lin Feng stepped forward and said politely: "Welcome Elder Jiang to Gucun Peak."
When Su Xiyao heard the sound, she immediately opened her eyes, quickly got up and walked to Lin Feng's side, grabbing his arm tightly.
In the Shenxiao Sword Sect, if the law enforcement elders come to visit, there must be nothing good going on.
"Lin Feng, you should know why I'm looking for you!" Jiang Zhengyi's tone was not very good.
Although Lin Feng defeated Bai Pengfei and won the first place in the sect competition, he used physical skills and was not worthy of praise at all.
Even after the competition, it became a negative teaching material in Luo Yuntian's mouth.
Practicing physical skills in private is not allowed by the sect.
Especially for sword cultivating sects like the Shenxiao Sword Sect, it is strictly prohibited.
It's just that it's not written into the sect's ban.
After all, everyone knows that practicing physical arts will lead to physical overdraft and shorten life span. Naturally, no one wants to die young.
The very few physical cultivators that exist in Lizhou are actually forced to do so, which is equivalent to the dead warriors trained by some families.
They were adopted as children and had no choice.
Regardless of the fact that Lin Feng won first place in the sect competition, it actually did not bring honor to the sect, but rather brought shame to the Shenxiao Sword Sect.
As the senior executive of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, it is strange that the law enforcement elder has such a good face.
"Elder Jiang is here to announce my punishment?" Lin Feng asked tentatively.
"You are a bit self-aware, Lin Feng, don't think that just because you won the first place in the sect competition, you will be exempted from punishment. If you won the competition normally, you could be lenient, but you actually practice in private Physical skills, do you know that this is a great insult to our Shenxiao Sword Sect. The majestic senior brother of the Shenxiao Sword Sect is actually a physical practitioner. Soon this matter will become a The biggest joke in Lizhou, where do you put the reputation of our Shenxiao Sword Sect?" Jiang Zhengyi asked with a serious face.
Lin Feng said nothing.
Don't know what to say.
During the sect competition, when he was questioned by the master teacher, he still wanted to explain a few words.
Turns out there was no chance.
I don’t want to make any explanation now.
Just misunderstand!
I don’t care about reputation anyway.
Back at Gucun Peak, Lin Feng asked Leng Hanshuang about Lizhou's physical cultivation.
It does have a big shortcoming. It will overdraw the body in advance, and it has reached the end of the road. Except for cultivating the power of dead soldiers, almost no one can cultivate physical skills.
This is not the case with Wuqinxi.
After practicing, not only will it not harm the body, but it will also have great benefits for the body. That's why Lin Feng chose to practice. He is not a fool.
After Leng Hanshuang learned about it.
I was immediately shocked.
But then I felt relieved.
Holy Lord Jiuyou is a being who transcends the twelve realms. How can the unique skills and secret techniques he possesses be ordinary?
According to ancient records, Lizhou is the most remote and barren land in Jiuzhou Continent. Up to now, not even a serious ten-level powerhouse has appeared. How can it be compared with Zhongzhou where Holy Lord Jiuyou lives? ?
That is the core of Jiuzhou Continent.
There used to be many people in Lizhou who wanted to cross the Endless Sea and visit Central Continent. However, there was no news after they set off, including some powerful people in the eighth and ninth realms.
According to some people who were lucky enough to come back alive, there is a great terror in the endless sea.
Gradually no one dared to explore.
Maybe someone will do it, even if it's a narrow escape.
No one wants to die if there is no life left.
"Elder, I was the one who brought the Shenxiao Sword Sect into trouble. As a senior brother, I failed to set a good example and made all the major forces laugh. No matter how the sect punishes me, I, Lin Feng, will not complain at all." Lin Feng said sincerely.
"Elder brother!" Su Xiyao looked worried on the side and held Lin Feng tighter.
Lin Feng patted Su Xiyao's hand to express comfort.
"Lin Feng, if you have such an awareness, it means that Shenxiao Sword Sect did not train you in vain. As a senior brother, your talents are limited and you are eager to catch up with other brothers, so you have gone to extremes. I can understand it. I went to see the sect master before coming here, and considering that your master Su Mubai has made many contributions to the sect, I finally decided to punish you to face the wall of Broken Sword Cliff for a month to meditate." Jiang Zhengyi announced.
Broken Sword Cliff was once one of the forbidden areas of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, where the founding ancestor went into seclusion for cultivation.
Later I discovered that apart from some sword marks and the ever-present sword energy, there seemed to be nothing special about it.
Anyone who enters Broken Sword Cliff will be attacked by sword energy.
These sword energies are very special. Those who are injured will fall into an illusion and endure both physical and mental torture.
People who are not strong-willed or have poor tolerance are in danger of having a nervous breakdown if they stay for a long time.
Today's Broken Sword Cliff has become a place where Shenxiao Sword Sect punishes erring disciples.
Generally speaking, it is three days, or a week, or about half a month at most. Very few people like Lin Feng are punished for a month.
"Lin Feng accepts the punishment!!!"
Lin Feng finished speaking respectfully, and then continued: "Elder, my junior sister's injury has not recovered yet. Can I wait until she recovers before I go to Broken Sword Cliff?"
"No! Since the sect has made a punishment, it must be implemented immediately. I must send you to Broken Sword Cliff now." Jiang Zhengyi rejected it.
Lin Feng still wanted to beg for mercy.
A voice came from a distance.
"Lin Feng, don't worry! I will take care of Xiyao for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Hanshuang came to him.
"Uncle Leng, I'll excuse you." Lin Feng agreed after thinking about it.
If Su Xiyao's injury is to be completely healed, it cannot be achieved in ten days and a half. It will take a long time to recover slowly.
"Elder brother, I will accompany you to Duanjian Cliff." Su Xiyao said.
"Don't make trouble! Your injury hasn't healed yet. Going there will not only prevent you from recovering from your injuries, but will also make your injuries worse. Just follow Uncle Leng and wait for me to come back. It will be a month soon."
