The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

Lin Feng had just successfully broken through the bottleneck of cultivation in the ruins, and was happily preparing to embark on his journey home, but he had never expected that a huge crisis was quietly approaching.

Zhao Kun, a guy who had always been jealous and resentful of Lin Feng, learned of Lin Feng's whereabouts from somewhere. He gathered a group of subordinates who were equally narrow-minded and wanted to get something for nothing, and set up an ambush on the road outside the ruins.

The moment Lin Feng walked out of the ruins, the sun shone on his slightly tired but resolute face. However, this tranquility was instantly broken by Zhao Kun's harsh laughter.

"Lin Feng, you finally came out! Today is your doomsday!" Zhao Kun stood on a huge rock, looking down at Lin Feng, his eyes full of greed and malice.

Lin Feng looked up and saw dozens of hideous disciples standing behind Zhao Kun, holding various weapons and blocking the road tightly.

Lin Feng was filled with anger, but he quickly calmed down. He knew that anger at the moment could not solve the problem, and only by dealing with it calmly could there be a glimmer of hope.

"Zhao Kun, you are so despicable and shameless, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the sect's rules?" Lin Feng shouted loudly.

Zhao Kun sneered: "Rules? Here, strength is the rule! As long as I take you down and get the treasure you got from the ruins, who will care what means I used?"

After that, Zhao Kun waved his hand, and his men rushed to Lin Feng like a tide.

The battle broke out instantly. Lin Feng quickly drew out his sword and faced the enemies who rushed to the front. His sword skills were sharp, and between the flashing sword shadows, two enemies had already fallen down with screams. But there were so many enemies, one wave fell, and another wave rushed up immediately.

Lin Feng was agile and shuttled freely among the crowd, and every time he drew his sword, he accurately hit the enemy's vital points. However, two fists could not beat four hands. As the battle continued, Lin Feng gradually felt a little powerless.

At this moment, a disciple who was good at boxing took advantage of Lin Feng's unpreparedness and punched him in the back. Lin Feng felt a sharp pain and staggered forward a few steps.

"Lin Feng, die!" Another disciple who used a knife took the opportunity to swing his knife, and the blade flashed a cold light in the sun.

At the critical moment, Lin Feng dodged the fatal knife sideways, and at the same time stabbed the disciple in the chest with a backhand sword.

Zhao Kun was anxious watching from the side, and he shouted loudly: "Come on, whoever can take down Lin Feng will be rewarded!"

Under the heavy reward, the enemy's attack became more and more crazy. Lin Feng gritted his teeth and fought hard. His clothes were stained with blood, some of which were from the enemy and some from himself.

Suddenly, Lin Feng felt his feet tightened, and when he looked down, it turned out that a disciple had cast a ground spell to bind his feet firmly to the ground.

"Haha, Lin Feng, let's see how you can escape this time!" Zhao Kun laughed triumphantly.

At this critical moment, Lin Feng's fellow monsters arrived. The Fire Cloud Leopard was like a red lightning, instantly pounced on the disciple who cast the spell and bit off his throat. The Thunder Eagle circled in the air, continuously releasing powerful lightning and hitting a group of enemies.

With the support of the monsters, Lin Feng's pressure was reduced. He took the opportunity to break free from the restraints under his feet and joined the battle again.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, they are just a group of beasts!" Zhao Kun shouted hoarsely.

But his words did not work, and the fierce attacks of the monsters frightened the enemies.

Lin Feng and the monsters cooperated with each other and gradually turned the tide of the battle. Lin Feng cast the powerful spell he had just comprehended in the ruins. A ray of light flashed, and several enemies were instantly knocked out.

Zhao Kun saw that the situation was not good, and personally went down to fight. He held a long spear, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light, stabbing at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng raised his sword to meet him. With a clang, the sword and the gun collided, splashing a string of sparks. The two started a fierce fight, and it was difficult to tell who would win for a while.

"Lin Feng, today it's either you or me!" Zhao Kun roared with a ferocious face.

Lin Feng said coldly: "Zhao Kun, those who do evil will die, today is your death day!"

The two fought back and forth, and their moves became more and more fierce. Lin Feng saw a flaw in Zhao Kun and stabbed his right arm with a sword. Zhao Kun screamed and the spear in his hand fell.

"Come on, come on!" Zhao Kun covered his injured arm, kept retreating, and ordered his men to continue attacking.

But at this time, his men were already intimidated by the momentum of Lin Feng and the monsters, and began to hesitate.

Lin Feng took advantage of the situation to launch the final attack. His sword fell like a storm, and wherever he went, the enemies fell one after another.

Zhao Kun saw that the situation was over, and turned around and wanted to escape. How could Lin Feng let him do what he wanted? He rushed forward and put his sword on Zhao Kun's neck.

"Zhao Kun, you have done so many evil things, and today you finally got what you deserved." Lin Feng said.

Zhao Kun was so scared that his face turned pale and he kept begging for mercy: "Lin Feng, please forgive me, I won't dare to do it again!"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, but when he thought of Zhao Kun's past evil deeds, his eyes became firm again.

"Your begging for mercy is too late." Lin Feng raised his sword and ended Zhao Kun's life.

The battle was over, and the scene was in a mess. Lin Feng sat on the ground exhausted, gasping for breath. The monsters surrounded him, whimpering in a low voice, as if to comfort him.

After a short rest, Lin Feng led the monsters to clean up the battlefield. He found some useful items and magic weapons from the enemy's corpse, which was a little compensation for this fierce battle.

However, Lin Feng knew that this battle was just the beginning. Zhao Kun still had some followers in the sect, and they would definitely not give up. Moreover, his gains in the ruins and the strength he showed would inevitably attract the attention of the sect's top leaders, and the road ahead would probably be even more difficult.

After returning to the sect, Lin Feng found that his worries had become a reality. The news about his fight with Zhao Kun and others outside the ruins had spread throughout the sect, and all kinds of discussions were heard.

Some disciples admired Lin Feng's heroic performance and believed that he had eliminated a harm for the sect; but some disciples who were close to Zhao Kun hated Lin Feng and spread rumors everywhere, saying that Lin Feng was cruel and murdered his fellow disciples.

Lin Feng did not pay much attention to this, he knew that the innocent would be innocent. He locked himself in the room and began to sort out the treasures and cultivation experience he had obtained from the ruins.

In the ruins, Lin Feng got an ancient secret book, which recorded a mysterious cultivation method. This method requires practitioners to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and integrate with the nature of heaven and earth. Lin Feng decided to try to practice this method.

Every morning, he would go to the top of the mountain, face the rising sun, adjust his breathing, and guide the energy in the sunlight into his body. At night, he would sit in the moonlight, feel the coolness and softness of the moonlight, and transform it into his internal force.

The process of practice was not smooth. At first, it was difficult for Lin Feng to capture the energy of the essence of the sun and the moon. He often practiced for a whole day without making any progress. But he did not give up, and constantly adjusted his mentality and practice methods.

After a period of exploration, Lin Feng finally found the trick. He was able to feel the flow of the essence of the sun and the moon, and successfully introduced it into his body and transformed it into his own aura.

As the practice deepened, Lin Feng's strength improved significantly. His internal force became deeper and his spells became more exquisite. But he did not become proud and complacent because of this, but practiced more diligently.

At the same time, some senior members of the sect began to doubt Lin Feng. They believed that the relics and treasures obtained by Lin Feng might threaten their status, so they decided to investigate Lin Feng.

One day, Lin Feng was practicing in the room, and suddenly there was a noise outside the door. He opened the door and saw a group of law enforcement disciples standing outside.

"Lin Feng, the master has ordered you to go to the hall for investigation." A law enforcement disciple said.

Lin Feng's heart sank, knowing that trouble was coming. But he did not panic, tidied his clothes, and followed the law enforcement disciples to the hall.

In the hall, the master and several elders sat on top with serious faces.

"Lin Feng, I heard that you had a conflict with Zhao Kun and others outside the ruins, and killed Zhao Kun. Is this true?" asked the master.

Lin Feng replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Reply to the master, it is true. But Zhao Kun led people to ambush me and wanted to rob the treasures I got from the ruins. I was forced to defend myself."

The master frowned slightly: "Even so, it is a serious crime for fellow disciples to kill each other. Moreover, someone reported that you got a powerful magic weapon from the ruins, which may endanger the safety of the sect. Is this true?"

Lin Feng knew in his heart that someone was deliberately framing him, but he had no evidence.

"Master, what I got from the ruins are just some cultivation secrets and ordinary magic weapons, nothing that can harm the sect." Lin Feng said.

The master was silent for a moment and said, "This matter needs further investigation. During the investigation, you must not leave the sect and wait for your fate."

Lin Feng had no choice but to agree.

Back to his residence, Lin Feng fell into deep thought. He knew that he was caught in a huge conspiracy. If he could not find out the truth as soon as possible and prove his innocence, the consequences would be disastrous.

So Lin Feng decided to investigate the matter secretly. He first started with the disciples who had a close relationship with Zhao Kun, trying to find out the mastermind behind the scenes.

After some efforts, Lin Feng finally found some clues. It turned out that all this was manipulated by an elder in the sect. The elder was jealous of Lin Feng's potential and was afraid that he would threaten his position in the future, so he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of him.

After Lin Feng got the evidence, he went to the hall again and revealed the elder's conspiracy to the master.

After hearing this, the head of the sect was furious and immediately dealt with the elder and cleared Lin Feng's name.

After this incident, Lin Feng's position in the sect became more stable. He also understood more clearly the difficulty and danger of the road to immortal cultivation. Only by constantly strengthening himself can he survive in this world full of crises.