Urban Super Cultivation

silence!

Retreat!

When Lin Feng severed all contact with the outside world, he wholeheartedly entered the state of comprehending these three characters.

"How did Taoist Bai Yu engrave these three characters on this cliff?"

Sitting underneath, looking up to the sky, Lin Feng looked directly at the three characters "White Feather Gate" again.

"Why do you leave these three words?"

"White Feather Gate?"

"What if it is another word?"

"No! Any word should be the same!"

"The mystery does not lie in the word!"

"The mystery lies in the feeling hidden between the lines!"

"So... how does this feel?"

...

Lin Feng didn't dare to look at these three words directly, because he had tasted them before, and could only glance past them quietly.

However, Rao is like this. As long as he sees the shape of those three characters, he will feel a little trembling all over, and the power of the spirit and consciousness will be greatly impacted.

"These three words are indeed a bit famous!"

After calming down, Lin Feng no longer read these three words, but turned around and opened the jade slips.

"Okay! Let’s start with this Elder Kang’s insight. This old man is also very interesting. He actually said so in detail. He is really not afraid that I will learn the supreme sword art of their Baiyu Sect, and then go back. Be their head too much."

The spiritual sense entered the jade slip given by Elder Kang, and all the insights he entered in it were all presented in Lin Feng's mind.

"When I was twenty-eight years old, I was promoted to the foundation building stage. For the first time, I looked up to the three big characters left by my ancestors. The soul received a strong impact! It took half a year of cultivation before the soul was restored..."

Seeing this first paragraph, Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh. It seems that this old man Kang has also suffered a lot with these three words.

Then look down...

"When I was fifty years old, when I was promoted to the golden core stage, I dared to face the three big characters of the ancestor again. Although the soul was injured this time, it seemed to be able to see the figure of the ancestor dancing sword. The period is already invincible at the same level..."

When he read this paragraph, Lin Feng was taken aback: "Isn't it? This old man Kang is a lie? When he was in the golden age, he could see the sword move from these three characters. ?? You also created a sword technique that blasts the sky like this? Extinction Sword? Sounds very domineering! But you were only in the golden age?"

Look down again!

"When I was a hundred years old, I was lucky enough to enter the Nascent Soul Stage. When I looked at the three characters left by my ancestors again, I found nothing! They are three very plain characters, and there is no pressure from the soul..."

"When I was two hundred years old, in the late Yuan Ying period, I watched it again, and it is still the same!"

"When I was three hundred years old, I was promoted to the stage of transformation, and I watched it again, it still remains the same..."

...

No matter how many times it was in the future, Lin Feng could only see the content of the four words "it is still the same", which made him feel very strange.

"Why is it that I am clearly in the Yuan Ying stage, and when I look at the three characters, I still feel that my soul is being smashed? But this old man has no feeling at all?"

With such doubts, Lin Feng continued to check other jade slips.

But most of them are the same as Elder Nakang's. Most of the disciples have repeatedly comprehended the contents of these three characters, but either they were injured by the collision of the spirits, or they didn't see anything.

Only some people saw that there was someone dancing swords inside, and then realized some powerful tricks.

...

There are a thousand Hamlet in the eyes of a thousand people.

Lin Feng spent a whole day trying to comprehend so many Baiyumen disciples' comprehension and experience of these three characters.

However, the result made him feel very puzzled.

He originally thought that everyone would have different experiences, but the result was only so many.

What's more, Lin Feng can be sure that none of these people lied or concealed anything from themselves, but was not afraid that he would gain valuable experience from these insights.

"Have you miscalculated?"

Lin Feng, who was immersed in thinking, was a bit distressed, but he was not discouraged and did not give up at all.

This feeling is like solving a very difficult mathematical problem, putting a lot of formulas aside, but it seems that there is no clue.

However, Lin Feng always believed that he could solve this problem.

"Since this is the case, good! Let me once again appreciate the mystery of these three words!"

With everyone's comprehensions merged in his mind, Lin Feng took a deep breath and continued to look up at the three characters.

...

At the same time, Lin Feng practiced in retreat, and Bai Yumen was full of excitement.

Because Lin Feng's heroic Yugeng simply brought the strength of the entire White Feather Gate to a higher level. This was not the strength of a certain person, but the strength of the whole.

Therefore, the elders of Baiyumen treated Xiao Nishang and Fairy Zixia who came with Lin Feng warmly.

The Supreme Elder Elder Kang and the head of the white robe have also laughed in the past two days~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They have already cleared their suspicions with Lin Fengbing, after all, there is no feud between them, they are all misunderstandings.

On the morning of the third day, the head of the white robe came to the front of the mountain, looked at Lin Feng who was still in retreat, smiled and asked the elder Kang beside him: "Uncle Kang, you said... this fellow Lin Dao Did Rizhi Nai realize the Supreme Sword Art of our White Feather Gate?"

"Impossible! No one can do it. Even our founding ancestor himself said that if someone can comprehend the sword art he left behind, it will not happen overnight. It requires strong accumulation and years of experience. Study hard..."

Elder Kang smiled, shook his head and said.

"Alright! In this way, he will return our white feather sword obediently."

With a flushed face, the head of the white robe said embarrassedly, after all, it was indeed not a glorious thing that Lin Feng, such a junior, had seized the White Feather Gate of the Supreme Representative.

"En! But when the time comes, don't be embarrassed with him. Such a junior is talented and has unlimited future!"

Touching half of his long beard, Elder Nakang said lightly, "If we can draw him to join our White Feather Sect, our White Feather Sect might not be the first of the Ten Martial Arts."

"Oh? Uncle Kang, do you really expect so much from him?"

"If it is said that among all the monks I have seen in my lifetime, there is really someone who can comprehend the supreme sword art left by my ancestors, then this person... must be Lin Feng. It is said that this sword art contains... The law of the sword! White robe! That's the law!" said Elder Kang sonorously.

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