1374: C1374 Yuan Long

C1374 Yuan Long

"You can refine this Su Hexiang herb." Jiang Feng passed the Su Hexiang herb to the phantom of Ling Han.

This Su Hexiang medicinal herb could not be said to be precious. Not only could it greatly increase one's cultivation, it was also said to be able to make the phantom image of an expert like Ling Han become even more solid. It was not easy for it to dissipate in this world.

What surprised Jiang Feng was that Ling Han actually rejected this Su Hexiang medicinal herb.

"Legends might not necessarily be believed. This Su Hexiang medicinal herb is only useful for living bodies." Ling Han explained, "You should leave it with you. Who knows when it will be useful."

"I see." Jiang Feng was not shy. "Alright. I will ask Xue Li to arrange a place full of natural energy for you to recover your strength."

"You want me to recover my strength and take charge of the affairs of Impermanence Castle for you, don't you?" Ling Han's shadow said with a faint smile. "Although I don't know what else you have to shoulder besides the new Castle Lord of Impermanence Castle, I won't agree if you want to be a shopkeeper."

Jiang Feng felt ashamed and forced a smile. "Ancestor Ling Han really saw through everything. I don't know what you plan to do in the future. Do you want to return to the secret realm of Impermanence Castle and continue to stay behind, or?"

Ancestor Ling Han was deep in thought. After a while, he said solemnly, "I'm going to take a look outside."

"Take a look?"

I wonder if you have heard that the first Castle Lord of Sot Castle, Old Ancestor Sot, is still alive in this world. "

Jiang Feng's eyes widened when he heard the words' Sot Old Master '. Yes, he had heard that the fight for the new Castle Lord would be held under the eyes of Sot Old Master, but he had never appeared in the contest this time. He hadn't even mentioned Sot Old Master.

Seeing Jiang Feng's confusion, the phantom of the Spirit Chill Castle Lord explained. "I think you know about this, but I think you also know that the fight for the Lord of the Castle this time is different."

Hearing Ling Han's words, Jiang Feng immediately recalled what Zhou Ju had mentioned outside the barrier. This Lord's Contest could be attended by the person with the token and his subordinates. While searching for the Lord's jade ring, Fang Chenqing's strange behavior revealed that the Guardian Hall, which should not have participated in the City Lord Contest, had intervened in this competition.

"Didn't the Guardian Hall's Hall Master suggest to Sot Old Ancestor to change the rules of the competition in order to maintain peace in the castle?"

"You really believe the bullsh * t of the Guardian Hall?" The phantom of the Spirit Cold Castle Master snorted. "The reason why the Castle Master Competition this time is different from usual is because Sot Old Master has suddenly fallen into a deep sleep. The dignified Lord of the Guardian Tower seized this opportunity to stir up trouble and seize the position of the Everlasting Castle Master."

"But..." As soon as Jiang Feng opened his mouth, the phantom of the Spirit Cold Castle Lord interrupted him.

"But the head of the Guardian Hall never showed up."

"That's right. Since the head of the Guardian Hall wants to fight for the position of the Lord, then... "Then why didn't he do anything? Why did he ask Fang Chen-Qing, the captain of the patrol team, to do it?"

The phantom of the Spirit Chill Castle Lord suddenly smiled and said, "Because that kid was knocked unconscious by me."

"???" Jiang Feng's face was full of question marks. The Spirit Cold Castle in front of him finally looked like an ancient expert in his eyes.

"Alright, I'm going to answer your question now. It's about why I want to go out and take a look."

Seeing that Ling Han was about to say something serious, Jiang Feng quickly focused his attention and listened.

"I went out this time to go to the ancient martial arts sects to see if their ancestors had also fallen into a deep sleep for no reason."

The big sects? Could it be that all the ancient martial arts sects' ancestors were still alive like Sot Old Master?

Ling Han saw the shock on Jiang Feng's face and laughed. "Otherwise, how do you think our ancient martial arts sects would survive in the environment surrounded by modern technology?"

Seeing Ling Han give an affirmative answer, Jiang Feng immediately felt the insignificance of his and his Jiuding Group's forces. Even the ancient martial arts sects that didn't care about worldly affairs had experts of the level of Martial Immortals. Those famous forces in the pugilistic world. After all, it was said that the great trees attracted the wind, and since these forces were able to stand tall in the Pugilistic World, how could they not collapse? Their true strength would definitely not be weaker than those ancient martial arts sects that possessed Martial Immortal experts.

"Alright, Jiang Feng boy. I'm leaving now. Take care of yourself. I won't forgive you if I destroy my Impermanence Castle."

After saying that, the phantom of the Spirit Cold Castle's master left the medicine hall without looking back and disappeared into the dark night.

After the shadow of the Spirit Cold Castle Lord left, Jiang Feng spent two days arranging the matters in the castle and left in a hurry. After learning about the strength of the various forces in the martial world from the Spirit Cold Castle, Jiang Feng wished that he could fly back to the Jiuding Group to take charge of the situation. After all, his current opponent was the fifth family that had once dominated the martial world.

Therefore, without treating the side effects of his explosive strength, Jiang Feng hurried back.

It was night. In the dense forest of miasma outside Sot Castle, Jiang Feng held the map of the dense forest of miasma given to him by his lackey Xue Li and walked out under the faint moonlight.1

A gust of night wind blew quietly, carrying the miasma towards Jiang Feng's eyes. Jiang Feng originally thought it was nothing. After all, he had taken the antidote given by his lackey Xue Li before entering the dense miasma forest. However, Jiang Feng suddenly smelled a trace of killing intent in the night sky.

"Who is it?" Jiang Feng waved his hand and dispersed the miasma. With a flick of his finger, a silver needle shot out in the direction of the night wind.

Ding -!

My silver needle was caught?!

One must know that Jiang Feng basically used 99% of his strength in this attack, and that person was actually able to easily block this attack in the dark. His true strength was simply terrifying.

"I am Yuan Long, a disciple of the Heaven's Secrets Sect."

A black shadow emerged from the shadows of the dense forest. It was a youth with an extremely recognizable appearance.

Under the light of the faint moonlight, his round bald head reflected the cold moonlight. His facial features were very ordinary - except for his extremely small white eyes.

"Yuanlong? The leader of the five great geniuses of the three great sects?"

"Oh, to be exact, he's the head of the five great geniuses of the Impermanence Fort."

Yuan Long's expression was calm as he said those words that ordinary people would not be able to put on airs. However, these words from his mouth didn't give people the slightest feeling that he was putting on airs. On the contrary, there was a feeling that he was being modest.

Earlier, from what Zhou Ju had said, the strength of the leader of the geniuses, Yuan Long, was unfathomable. The other four of the five great geniuses joining forces to fight against one of them was merely a single move from him. It seemed like they had encountered a formidable opponent this time.

However, I have no enmity with him. Why...

Right, Yu Lingli, he's here to take revenge for Yu Lingli!

"Presumably, you're here to take revenge for the Heaven's Secrets Sect's Sect Master, Yu Lingli."

"Un."

Yuan Long's answer was simple, but it made Jiang Feng's scalp tingle.

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