C1724 Powerful Seal for the Journey to the Ruins
Ling Feng originally wanted to break the seal on the storage ring as soon as he got back to his room, but now that he thought about it, the lights in the room were dim. Ling Feng and Leng Xiyan sat on the sofa, enjoying the top-grade red wine.2
Ling Feng took a sip of red wine and then asked, "Who taught you how to disguise yourself?"
"Before, when I went to the Yunnan State, I met an old witch. He taught me this, the simplest disguise technique. He was always a bit nervous when facing Ling Feng and his voice was very soft.
"I keep feeling that you're very nervous. What's wrong?"
"No, I'm not nervous. I just don't know what to say."
Leng Xiyan said. He had met Ling Feng countless times in his dreams. The two of them sat together and chatted. It was very warm, but when he saw Ling Feng in reality, he found it difficult to speak.
"You, you can just treat it as an ordinary friend. Why are you still afraid that I'll eat you?" Ling Feng said in a speechless manner. The corners of Geng Luo and Ling Feng's lips curled up as they revealed a charming smile.
"We are just ordinary friends." She knew that Ling Feng didn't like him, but she told herself not to give up in her heart as long as she liked Ling Feng. Of course, Ling Feng could also see the feelings in Leng Xiyan's heart, but so what? Ling Feng wouldn't care about Ling Feng's love at all.
After a while, Leng Xiyan directly left. No matter what attitude Ling Feng had towards her, she would continue to silently like Ling Feng, because her heart was already filled with Ling Feng. Leng Xiyan's love would always be buried in her heart and would never change, but Ling Feng would never care about that.
After Leng Xiyan left, Ling Feng took out the storage ring and started to study it. Although several thousand years had passed, the sealing energy on the ring was still very powerful, and with a move of Ling Feng's Spiritual Sense, a mini version of the White Rainbow Sword appeared in his hand. With its great might, Ling Feng wanted to use the simplest and crudest method to destroy the seal on the ring.
"Let's go."
With a command from Ling Feng, the mini version of the White Rainbow Sword rushed straight into the black storage ring.
"Bam."
When the White Rainbow Sword rushed forward, the sealing power on the storage ring stopped it from moving forward. The White Rainbow Sword continuously clashed against the sealing power, the outer layer of the energy forming a few ripples, which directly shook open, but the seal was not broken at all.
"Hmm? "Interesting."
Ling Feng was startled, he did not expect the seal on the ring to be so strong, his own White Rainbow Sword was not able to break it, thus, Ling Feng increased his strength, and the White Rainbow Sword released an even more powerful force, charging forward again.
But this time, an extremely glaring light aura burst out of the storage ring, the sealing power activated once again, blocking the advance of the White Rainbow Sword, but the White Rainbow Sword still did not break the seal.
Ling Feng took a deep breath and stopped his attack. He underestimated the seal too much, but after thinking about it for a bit, Ling Feng finally understood that his own strength was still too weak, but a half-step Nascent Infant realm Cultivation, when it comes to opening the storage ring of a major power, it was simply wishful thinking. To be able to open the storage ring of an expert at the Nascent Infant realm and above, their strength must be extraordinary, the reason why they were able to seal the storage ring was to prevent others from taking away the treasures inside, unless they had a powerful ability or a Cultivation above their original owner.
Thinking about that, Ling Feng immediately gave up. He thought he could forcefully break the seal on the outside of the storage ring by letting the White Rainbow disappear, but reality told him that was impossible. He would only have the chance to break through once his Nascent Infant was completed and he had entered the Nascent Infant realm.
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