Full-time King

Chapter 2234 Inventory of Harvest

In a soft sleeper compartment.

The three of them seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation, but upon closer listening they were all talking about meaningless topics.

Li Han tried to trick Ling Feng in a roundabout way, but Ling Feng was not fooled at all. He either remained silent or laughed and tried to get away with it.

Qin Xiaoshuang seems to be very easy to talk to, but a grown man like Li Han can't keep asking a girl questions, right?

Li Han had no choice but to use his ultimate killer move: forcing him to drink alcohol.

He brought a lot of beer, a whole box of cans. Qin Xiaoshuang drank only one can and stopped drinking. He drank the drink happily and watched the two men drink.

Ling Feng laughed secretly in his heart and actually wanted to compete in drinking with him.

The result of the drinking contest was that Li Han had to pay out of his own pocket twice to carry back two boxes of cans from the conductor, and finally he lay there snoring loudly.

Ling Feng stretched out his body and after drinking the beer, he felt refreshed.

With a flick of his finger, a stream of fighting spirit sank into Li Han's sleep point. At this time, even if someone threw Li Han out of the train, Li Han would still be sleeping soundly. Under the effect of the sleep point, the snoring disappeared. Don't think that snoring means deep sleep. In fact, snoring is a sign of poor sleep quality.

Qin Xiaoshuang was already drowsy when they finished the first box. Ling Feng asked her to go to sleep first, but Qin Xiaoshuang refused.

This is also one of the reasons why Li Han fell so quickly.

Seeing Qin Xiaoshuang trying to fall asleep little by little, Ling Feng held her in his arms: "Go to sleep obediently! I'll hold you, and have a good dream."

Ling Feng's words seemed to carry some kind of magic. Qin Xiaoshuang just said "hmm", with a sweet smile on her face, and fell asleep in Ling Feng's arms.

A white light appeared in Ling Feng's hand, constantly nourishing Qin Xiaoshuang's body. At this time, Qin Xiaoshuang seemed to be wrapped in the white light.

Today's events were a huge shock to Qin Xiaoshuang, so Ling Feng simply used white light to regulate her mind to avoid any shadow left in Qin Xiaoshuang's heart.

Only Ling Feng could afford such extravagant behavior.

He tiptoed to put Qin Xiaoshuang on the soft sleeper and took out a quilt from the storage bag. It was not that the quilt of the soft sleeper was not clean. In fact, before each train departed, these quilts would be washed to ensure that they were clean and without any odor. The most expensive soft sleeper was of course taken care of more carefully.

It's just that Ling Feng is not used to using these public items for his beloved woman. Compared with these things, he trusts the things he brings more.

Looking at the two people sleeping soundly, Ling Feng shook his head. He didn't feel sleepy at all. At this time, even if he was sleeping, he had to keep one eye open. Who knew if the Crane Organization would attack again.

After thinking about it, Ling Feng took out the storage bag he had snatched from Yuanyang Muqing, easily wiped off the remaining spiritual sense on it, and Ling Feng decided to see if there was anything worth his attention in it.

The first feeling is that it is big.

This storage bag is much more exquisite and gorgeous than Ling Feng’s own storage bag, and the space inside is ten times larger than his.

The terrifying power of Yuanyang Sect can be seen in a small storage bag.

In terms of status in the sect, Ling Feng is actually the same as Yuan Yang Mu Qing, both are heirs, and Ling Feng is the only heir. However, Yuan Yang Mu Qing's storage bag is ten times larger than Ling Feng's. From the spot, it can be seen that the foundation of Yuan Yang Sect is far beyond the reach of his sect.

"Forget it. If I didn't kill him then, he wouldn't let me go later." Ling Feng muttered to himself, his eyes burning. Without hesitation, he took out all the things in the storage bag and arranged them one by one.

Pills, talisman papers, and some other miscellaneous little gadgets.

Ling Feng simply sat on the ground and carefully distinguished these things.

There were about ten bottles of elixirs for treating internal injuries. Ling Feng opened the bottles, sniffed them, and curled his lips: "The quality is average, barely usable. Yuan Yang Sect's elixir-making skills are not as good as this old man's."

Although he said this, his men were not polite at all and put the pills into their storage bags.

Of course, Yuanyang Muqing's storage bag was very beautiful and exquisite, and it matched perfectly with Yuanyang Muqing's antique white robe at the time, but it looked a bit out of place when Ling Feng wore it.

"Hey, this talisman paper seems to be interesting."

Ling Feng sensed that one of the talisman papers contained a powerful force, a power that made him feel palpitations.

On the front of the talisman, the name of the talisman was written in ancient seal script: "Heavenly Thunder Talisman". It was a very common name. But Ling Feng did not mean to underestimate it. The power of the thunder system was extremely violent. The one who could carve this kind of talisman must be at least a strong person in the Divine Wandering Realm.

Only by traveling in spirit can one come into contact with the power of lightning, otherwise, one will end up with both body and soul destroyed.

The back of the talisman paper is engraved with complex veins.

Ling Feng only sensed it for a moment and felt his head swelling. The complexity of this talisman paper was beyond the reach of his level.

Ling Feng solemnly put it into his storage bag. It could be a killer weapon at a critical moment.

Thinking of this, a trace of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Ling Feng's forehead. Yuan Yang Mu Qing did not use this talisman paper at that time, probably because he was too conceited, so conceited that he thought Ling Feng would never dare to hurt him. This talisman paper was also extremely precious, so he did not use it.

If used, Ling Feng was sure that under such power, he would be reduced to ashes.

"Is this a vitality stone?"

Three fist-sized white stones were placed there. Ling Feng didn't pay much attention to them at first. But when he was picking up items with his hand, he accidentally held it in his hand and found that it contained the essence of fighting spirit.

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with surprise. In modern society, vitality stones are almost invisible. The reason why ancient warriors are called ancient warriors is because this is a training method passed down from ancient times. At that time, natural treasures were everywhere, and vitality stones were not rare, not to mention that they could be seen everywhere.

The function of Yuanqi Stone is to increase the speed of cultivation, and it is a rare treasure for ancient martial artists.

Ling Feng grinned foolishly: "Haha, the old man was reluctant to give me one piece. Now that he has these three pieces, he must be so jealous. One piece for me, one piece for my junior sister, and one piece for the old man. He really can't bear to part with it."

Ling Feng collected it happily. Modern ancient martial artists would only use Yuan Qi Stone when they were trying to break through a bottleneck, and those were the big sects.

"This is a paper crane that can transmit sound. It's useless. We all have phones nowadays. Who would still use such an ancient thing? No, it can make girls happy."

Ling Feng's eyes were glowing greenly as he kept looking through Yuanyang Muqing's family assets.

His family background is much richer than Ling Feng's. At least Ling Feng doesn't even have a single vitality stone.

"Hey... there are no other good things left. Why don't you bring some more good things?" Ling Feng finally put away the other miscellaneous items with a lingering feeling. There were no really good things left, just some small gadgets. He was also playing with a small mirror in his hand, with the words "Eight Treasures Colored Glass Beads" written on the edge of the mirror.

If Yuanyang Muqing could hear what Lingfeng said now, he would have to climb up from the underworld to take Lingfeng away. He was not so ungrateful. Such wealth was far beyond the ability of a normal ancient warrior of his level to possess.

For example, the three vitality stones were secretly given to Yuanyang Muqing by his father, the leader of Yuanyang Sect, in case Yuanyang Muqing broke through to a higher realm while traveling outside and ran out of fighting spirit, he could use the vitality stones to replenish it.

For example, the "Heavenly Thunder Talisman" was his father's life-saving trump card. Because he was worried about his son's safety, he gave it to Yuan Yang Mu Qing to save his life.

For example, the Eight Treasures Colored Glass Beads that Ling Feng is playing with is a treasure of Buddhism. It can help one concentrate and calm the mind during cultivation, and speed up the cultivation process.

Ling Feng held the Eight Treasures Colored Glass Bead in his hand and quickly figured out the purpose of the bead. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

He couldn't help muttering, "Sure enough, killing people and stealing treasures is the fastest way to get rich."

Suddenly, Ling Feng stood up abruptly, looking outside the train with shining eyes.

He felt a familiar fighting spirit outside the train, emitting an aura all his own.

"How could it be Junior Sister? Shouldn't Junior Sister be practicing with Nun Miejue at this time? How come she has time to come to see me?"

As Ling Feng was thinking this, he had already come out of the corridor and looked around. It was already late at night. Except for the conductor's light on duty, everything seemed so quiet under the dim lights.

The fighting spirit of the junior sister has reached the top of the train, and it seems that it is coming for him.

Walking to the bathroom, Ling Feng's palms were covered with fighting spirit. He unscrewed the screws on top, put them aside, jumped up, and flew to the top of the train.

If Li Han saw this, he would definitely exclaim in disbelief.

The last time, he used a wrench and took a lot of effort to unscrew the screw, but it was actually unscrewed by someone's hand. This is comparable to the great achievement of Two-Finger Zen.

"Junior sister!"

Ling Feng cautiously released a trace of his own fighting spirit, holding an ancient sword in his hand.

The aura was indeed that of Junior Sister, but her arrival at this time was indeed a bit strange, so Ling Feng had to be on guard.

As soon as he released his breath, a white figure appeared at the other end of the train, rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed.

"Brother!"

The person who came was Xuanyuan Qingwu.

Xuanyuan Qingwu was about to give Ling Feng a hug, but when she saw the sword in Ling Feng's hand, she threw herself into his arms regardless and said, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Ling Feng put away his sword in embarrassment and naturally hugged Xuanyuan Qingwu's slender waist. The two of them were childhood sweethearts, and Ling Feng had done everything he should and shouldn't have done. Xuanyuan Qingwu had given Ling Feng countless firsts.

The first kiss, the first time seeing a girl take a bath, and so on.

Of course, Ling Feng still didn't have the courage to break through the final bottom line. He was afraid that the old man would hunt him down, so he didn't take action.

"Junior sister, why are you here?" After they hugged for a while, Ling Feng remembered this question and wanted to push her away to ask. He remembered that he went to Jiangnan City to look for ancient jade, while Junior Sister went to "Mistress Miejue" to practice.

"Hehe, did you miss me? Let me tell you for a while. Guess it yourself. Hmm? You smell like another woman."

Xuanyuan Qingwu smelled the familiar scent and refused to let go.

"Your nose is still so sharp that you can smell such a strong wind. Did you sneak out by yourself? Nun Miejue is much more terrifying than the old man. Junior sister, you are so brave."

When the two were young, their master went out for a while and entrusted them to the care of the nun. At that time, Nun Miejue was the nickname Ling Feng secretly gave to the nun. The horrible childhood memories have always been with them, and even now, Ling Feng still can't help shuddering when he thinks of it.

"No, senior brother, you are such an idiot! The nun is a very nice person, senior brother, we went too far back then. You haven't told me what your relationship is with that woman?" Xuanyuan Qingwu said unhappily, she opened her little mouth and bit Ling Feng's shoulder, without much effort, the fishy and sweet taste entered her cherry mouth.

"Brother, you are injured... I am late. Brother, you haven't answered my question yet." Xuanyuan Qingwu immediately opened his mouth and licked his wound with her little tongue with some heartache.

Ling Feng's eyes rolled. If he didn't answer the little witch's question, she might not let it go.

"I got into some trouble, and a female classmate was implicated. I am running away with her. My body is covered with wounds. Feel it if you don't believe me. Junior sister, you are done for. You have been brainwashed by the nun. We knew who the nun was. We couldn't meet the standards in our training, so we were starved for two days. I was only eight years old at that time. Have you forgotten the time when I took you to eat roasted snake? We must resolutely distinguish between the enemy and us."

"The nun told me that you had offended the people of the Crane Organization and were being hunted by them. They also said that you were bewitched by a vixen and asked me to kill her. Should we throw all of the nun's underwear into the river first, brother?"

Xuanyuan Qingwu rolled her eyes, and her light words made Ling Feng feel frightened.

"Junior sister, you are the kindest. That woman was innocent, but you still want to learn from the nun and take her life lightly. If you become an old maid like nun Miejue, I will not want you anymore."

Xuanyuan Qingwu curled her lips, clenched her fists, and threatened Ling Feng: "I am now a master of the third level of Qi Hai Realm. If you don't want me, I will beat you."

"Hehe, your senior brother is not talented, he has just reached the peak of the Qi Sea Realm."

Ling Feng looked at Xuanyuan Qingwu complacently.

"Ah? I thought I tried my best, but I didn't expect that Senior Brother didn't relax either. Really, I still can't beat you."

Xuanyuan Qingwu said this dejectedly, and suddenly she smiled slyly like a little fox.