Chapter 398 Pointing Believers

The three major forces of the space island were uprooted. The Wan** cave was destroyed by the whole army, and even the ancestors did not escape. The tiger monster of Tianhumen was captured and imprisoned alive, and his disciples were also swallowed up by other forces in a few days. As for Yinfenggu, he was the luckiest. Originally, he was plotted, but except for the loss of his body by the ancestor Feng Wutian, his disciples had almost nothing to lose.

As for the originator who made such a big noise, this period of time also disappeared, and two months passed quickly. The territory of the three major forces was occupied by the new division of forces, and the previous division of the heroes and the chaos of war on Wankong Island was restored.

In a remote valley.

Lin Feng has been hiding in the depths of this cave for two months. The benefits of this adventure are incalculable, and he gets two venerable people at once.

Now he has imprisoned a total of two Taoist babies, a powerful master.

In every life-and-death battle, Lin Feng can feel that his potential can be further stimulated. For example, after two months of renovation after this battle, Huangji's physical refining skill has been continuously improved, and he is about to reach the middle level of level 14. And the practice of Dharma and Taoism has also improved a little, improving the combat effectiveness of one hundred thousand. If you want to improve the fastest, it is the kendo power. The strength of the seven Optimus swords continues to grow, and the volume of the kendo space continues to grow.

Lin Feng knows that as long as the sword spirit and the sword body in the sword body are completely integrated into one, it is the time for him to become a master of Kendo.

But the energy required to break through this last level is unimaginably huge.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, and Ru Fei, Zi Yi and others around him had already woken up, and they had also gained a lot in this war. Feng Wutian, the ancestor of Yinfeng Valley, and the second generation of the four false disciples also sat on the other side.

"Lin Daoyou, are you awake? The old Feng Wutian is here to thank his Taoist friends for saving him. As a great master of a generation, Feng Wutian did not underestimate the realm of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled and replied, "Fengwu Tian is very kind. I don't know what your door will do in the future? Da Zun has lost his body now, and his strength has been reduced by half. If he still stays here, I'm afraid it will happen.

"What Lin Daoyou said is that, so the old man has discussed with his disciples during this period. If the Taoist friends don't mind, I will attract 153 disciples of Fenggu to be willing to join. Although you can't be your believer, you can still help Taoist friends at critical moments. As for the old body, we need to find a suitable body to re-cultivate.

"Yes, Lin Daoyou, we can manage many believers for you."

Lin Feng looked at Feng Min, who was talking on the interface. After thinking about it for a while, he thought that their words were still a little reasonable. In the future, there will be countless believers, and they really need people to help manage and coordinate. What's more, these disciples of Fenggu are all beautiful girls, but they are also a beautiful scenery.

"Since Fengwu Tiandazun can trust the younger generation, I will never let you down."

The two sides negotiated and discussed the details.

"Sister Rufei, you are good at banning arrays, strengthen a few more layers, and practice a few secret skills here for your brother."

Lin Feng's method is obvious to all. As soon as he heard that he was going to practice secrets, he couldn't help but get up and leave. Peeping into other people's secrets is a taboo in the immortal world, unless it is preaching and teaching.

"Sisters, Fengwu Tian Dazun, you can stay. Even if I tell you the formula, I'm afraid you can't understand the cultivation." Lin Feng smiled confidently.

When he was promoted to the disaster, the dark soul mind automatically understood the secret spell 'evil heart great sorrow spell', while the light soul mind automatically understood the secret spell 'fixing the spirit spell'. This kind of light secret skill can appease people's injured hearts, tyrannical thoughts, and make people throw away distractions and calm their minds.

This 'convincing spell' can only be understood by those who have the power of light. And the pseudo-fairy 'pointing' taught by the disk, even Lin Feng began to understand. It's strange that others want to make a look. As for the last Taoist 'phantom', it is Lin Feng's talent. Even if he wants to teach, he doesn't have that ability.

Everyone was surprised to see Lin Feng's confident smile.

Lin Feng patted his waist and summoned a monk from the kendo space. It was the cultivation of the bandits in the ocean. This monk is obviously qualified and has gray hair. I'm afraid he didn't enter the fairy road until he was 70 or 80 years old. As soon as the man appeared and saw the eight people in front of him, he was so scared that his legs and feet fell soft and knelt on the ground.

The whole body trembled, the heart was frightened, and kowtowed repeatedly.

Everyone didn't understand what it meant. Only Lin Feng smiled indifferently, and a spiritual baby appeared in his right hand, which was similar to Lin Feng's nine layers. The spirit baby sat in danger and sprinkled a piece of light power to cover the monk's whole body.

"Sin, tyranny, fear, sinking, are all illusory. The light guides the road for you, rejuvenated, quiet..." The spirit baby kept chanting spells in his mouth. This bright power seemed to have a magic power. The frightened monk slowly regained his composure, his body was also straight, and his eyes gradually became flat. Looking at Lin Feng and others was no longer so afraid.

In his mind, everything in front of him is illusory, true and false.

"The power of light?" When Fengwu Tian Dazun saw this scene, she was not shocked. She had seen Lin Feng exert dark power before, and she had already overestimated him in a very profound realm. Light, darkness, wind, thunder and other forces are not within the five elements. It is difficult to understand, and it is difficult to understand a very great talent.

But Feng Wutian now feels the power of the wind on Lin Feng, the power of thunder, and later the power of darkness. Now he once again senses the power outside the fourth five elements, which is the power of light.

Seeing that he had entered the state of mind without sadness and happiness, Lin Feng smiled gently, and the three mutant soul power merged again. A figure appeared behind Lin Feng. He walked to the monk, and the illusory hand shadow sprinkled a piece of light. In that light, a group of couples appeared, with a child, a family. The three of them are playing games and are having fun. The monk seemed to have turned into the child with an innocent smile on his face.

This strange scene stunned everyone.

"Brother's talent magic power 'illusion' can already have such power. It seems that I also need to speed up my practice." After Ziyi was slightly stunned, she woke up. Only she was present to understand what kind of secret Lin Feng was doing.

Suddenly, another evil-like demon appeared, holding a big knife and slashing at the family of three. The couple protected the child behind them and resisted it with flesh and blood.

Blood splashed, and the couple fell into the pool of blood. Their hands held the child's hands tightly, and their eyes were full of reluctance. The child's face was stained with the blood of his parents. The thin little body trembled and trembled.

At this time, the monk also showed panic and helpless struggle.

The illusion in Lin Feng's mind changed again. Just as the devil's giant knife cut the child, a man in white floated over, blocked in front of the child and pointed to the devil.

The devil fell to the ground and died.

The man in white gently wiped the tears from the corners of the child's eyes, ignored the blood sacrifice on his body, and held his little head in his arms to comfort him.

The child slowly calmed down, and the monk slowly calmed down after a scream of panic, as if he had found a harbor to rely on.

'Gulu...' The four hypocrites couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of incense. They seemed to be watching a real dream.

The man in white picked up the child and said, "From now on, you are my child, and I will take good care of you."

The monk was shocked all over. This time, Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, moved his body, pointed to the center of his eyebrows, and whispered, "Pseudo-fairy is 'pointed'.

Lin Feng instilled the scene in his mind into the other party's mind.

Ten breaths came over, Lin Feng retreated to the original place, and a little sweat oozed from his forehead. It's his first time to perform, and he is still a little strange, so it's relatively difficult.

The illusion disappeared, the power of light was taken back, and there was only a closed quenching monk left at the scene. After a while, he opened his eyes. The eyes were projected on Lin Feng, and his body trembled violently a few times, emitting a strong look of madness.

He knelt on the ground all of a sudden, kowtowed and worshipped, shouting, "God the Father, God the Father..." A trace of faith came from him and integrated into Lin Feng's soul.

"Rea believer!" Everyone present jumped up in shock. They really couldn't believe what they had seen before. Lin Feng used three secret tricks in a row to transform a monk in the spirit realm into a fanatical believer.

What an amazing means this is. All monks, especially those who hit the Avenue of God, know best how difficult it is to produce a believer. If someone collects for two or three thousand years, he may not be able to collect enough believers for him to practice.

Despite the shock of everyone, Lin Feng practiced a little, included the believer into the kendo space, and then summoned two monks in the spirit realm. This time, using the same means, it took only half an hour to turn them into believers.

Three more days have passed. In three days, Lin Feng has turned into 16 believers, and the highest strength is the peak of Fadanjing. When he was turning into a magical monk, he failed. Lin Feng knew that the highest strength of the monks with his current ability could only be Fadanjing.

The higher the level of pseudo-immortal 'pointing' understanding, the stronger the power of one's soul, and the shorter the time for the point believer.

Lin Feng took out a jasper gourd and handed it to Feng Min, "Feng Min Fairy, there are 50,000 four-level soul elixirs in this jasper gourd. Fenggu disciples can take it for cultivation. If it's not enough, ask me again."

"Five, fifty thousand grains!" Feng Min's right hand trembled gently and almost didn't hold it. Thinking of these immortal sects, resources are exchanged by plunder. Without alchemy disciples and no alchemy disciples, everything is solved by force.

At this moment, the total number of four-level soul elixirs in Feng Min's body is not more than 3,000, which is still the middle grade, and the lower grade is not comparable to Lin Feng's top grade. They always think carefully considering the balanced development of the disciples of the whole sect.

As soon as Lin Feng took action, there were 50,000 four-level elite soul elixirs. It's strange that they were not shocked.