Chapter 89 When did you break through the fourth grade of Swordsman?

Lin Feng stood quietly in the sunshine outside the house, and Lin Menger stood quietly in the shadow of the room, with a thick wall in the middle. Except for the air, the only thing that can connect them is the good smell of flowers on Menger's body.

People often come in and out of the noise.

Lin Menger and Lin Feng didn't feel anything. Illed everything around me. They stood quietly through the wall.

Gradually, Lin Menger's head leaned gently against the wall, and then her body slowly leaned up. She seemed to have lost all the strength to support her body, so she leaned her body softly against the wall and stood in the shadow.

Lin Feng also gradually put his body against the wall, quietly leaning against the wall, and looking inside without saying anything.

Listen to each other's heartbeat through the wall. The corner of the sunny girl's eyes in the shadow suddenly left a tear. She wiped away her tears fiercely, pouted angrily, frowned and squeezed her eyes to prevent tears from being left again.

The shoulder was gently **, and Lin Menger gently pressed her face against the wall.

Lin Feng suddenly gently stretched out his hand and gently wiped it on the wall, as if he was wiping the tears on Lin Menger's face.

Lin Menger also seemed to feel Lin Feng's movements. She angrily removed her face from the wall and leaned against the wall.

But soon, she turned around, bit her lips and looked at the wall fiercely, and then gently stretched out her right hand against the wall.

Lin Feng's hand also fixedly stuck to the wall.

Across a wall, Lin Feng's hands and Lin Menger's hands were tightly together.

The two teenagers quietly looked at the wall and looked at the face of their long-awaited lover on the other side of the wall.

The hands are close to each other, and the eyes are quietly looking at each other.

Then, Lin Menger suddenly removed her hand from the wall and wiped her eyes vigorously, turned around and ran away.

Lin Feng's hand is still on the wall. He felt the other side that was already empty, which was extremely bitter.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..." Lin Feng muttered and still looked at the wall reluctantly.

For a long time, Lin Feng withdrew his arm and strode towards home.

Take out the medicinal materials that need to be refined and put them in front of you. Lin Feng did not act immediately. He still took out the medicinal herbs of the third grade [Guiyuan Dan] first. When the flowing water was extremely natural, he carefully read the refining method of the four grades [Jianyuan Dan] word by word, and then picked up the medicinal herbs after understanding it.

It was refined step by step in an orderly manner. Lin Feng did not want anything this time. He strictly refined step by step according to the refining steps of the four-grade [Jianyuan Dan]. Gradually, a small silver elixir appeared in his hand.

Looking at the silver ball in his hand, Lin Feng's expression became more and more solemn. He knew that the most critical time was coming. His consciousness worked to the extreme, and his consciousness turned into thousands of wisps of small silver balls carefully staring at the heart of his right hand.

Gently took a [Sword-eating Grass] with his left hand and carefully released the most essential thing in it. As soon as the bondage was untied, a magnificent sword rushed to Lin Feng fiercely.

The subconscious counterattack of the sword in Lin Feng's body was soon swallowed up clean. He was stunned, and the small silver ball in his right hand suddenly burst and turned into a flying silver butterfly and flew away with the wind.

"Well..." Lin Feng looked at the silvery white stain on his body and shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm really stupid! [ Sword-eating grass], [ Sword-eating grass], as the name implies, is something like devouring swords for many years. I still have the stupid sword intention to come up. It's no wonder that I don't fail.

After taking a piece of medicinal material and refining it again, it was time to extract the essence of [Sword-eating Grass]. He was stimulated by the air machine issued by the essence of [Sword-eating Grass]. Lin Feng subconsciously used the sword, and the refining of elixir failed again.

Unconvinced, he took out a large handful of medicinal herbs for testing.

Failure, failure, failure.

still failed!

"Ah ah ah!!!" Lin Feng collapsed and shouted angrily, pointing to God and cursing: "God, go to hell. You still have a strong sword. Whoo, without Jianyuan's body, stimulated by the outside world, the sword will naturally attack. What do you want me to do? And practice a ghost medicine!"

Yes, this is an insoluble circle.

Being devoured so many swords by [sword-eating grass] and the traction of the air formed by the sword spirit, the sword spirit in Lin Feng's body naturally diversates. Then when the sword spirit comes out automatically, Lin Feng's mind will be affected a little, and then the silver ball in his right hand will burst. Once the silver ball in his right hand bursts, the elixir The refining failed. However, if you want Jianyi to attack without taking the initiative under your own control, you need to have a strong sword element in your body, but if you can't practice [Jianyuan Dan], you can't recover the thick golden sword element in your body. Without a strong sword element, you can't control the automatic attack of Jianyi.

"..............." The more Lin Feng thought about it, the more speechless he became, and the more wronged he became.

"What's the name of this? Why don't you let the young master practice [Jianyuan Dan]? Why don't you let the young master recover his ability to participate in the competition? Lin Feng looked at God muffledly and stretched out a middle finger: "You play with me!"

After being depressed for a while, Lin Feng took out a handful of medicinal herbs again and refined them. His face was extremely ferocious, as if he was kneading the medicinal herbs fiercely like looking at the enemy with deep hatred. I don't know if it was caused by anger or some other factor, this time he finally succeeded in extracting the essence of [Sword-eating Grass], and the silver Dan billet in his right hand was not broken for the first time.

"Oh!" Lin Feng looked at his left and right hands in disbelief and shouted happily.

With a soft sound, Lin Feng looked at his whole body with a gloomy face.

Just when he was so excited that he was completely complacent, the essence of [Sword-eating Grass] pierced his consciousness fiercely, and the instant resistance of the sword was quickly submerged and turned into nothing.

"What the hell?!" Lin Feng is really going to collapse. [ The essence of Sword Eater is strongly aggressive. He must have something to suppress them before he can integrate him into the silver elixir as he wishes.

But!!! If he wants to suppress all the essence of this small [sword-eating grass], he must mobilize his sword spirit, and it is most of the sword spirit. If he wants to mobilize most of the sword spirit, he must concentrate on suppressing the essence of [Sword-eating grass], and the silver little Dan blank exploded again. This... This makes him love him How can you bear it!

This is not only an unsolved problem, but simply a unsolved cycle specially designed to difficult him.

If you want to do this, you have to do that, but you have to do that.

"............" Lin Feng really can't wait to burn this damn [Sword-eating Grass].

In the empty valley, the cold autumn wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves and flying towards the forest wind, and every time he must draw a few small circles to fall to the ground, which calmed the anger in Lin Feng's heart.

"Ah!!!" Looking at the autumn wind that had nothing to do and adding chaos, Lin Feng became more and more sad and angry.

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The martial arts practice field in Lin Jian's family.

This is an extremely spacious martial arts practice venue. People carved from stones stood quietly in a corner of the martial arts practice field. A teenager's figure kept turning around these stone men, leaving shadows in the air. The long sword in his hand intersects with the stone from time to time, and the wind brought by the sword whined sadly, which was very terrible. The teenager is Lin Jian.

Suddenly, a wind sounded, and Lin Jian subconsciously drew his sword and stabbed back. After a few tinklings, Lin Feng stood fixedly on the top of a stone man's head, and his long sword pointed straight down.

Lin Ying nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, Jian'er has made great progress recently. The champion of this five-year big win must be Jian'er. Reaching out and brushing his beard, he smiled and said, "It won't be long for Jian'er to become famous in Star City."

Lin Jian jumped off the stone man in an elegant posture and said proudly, "That's natural. Don't look at whose son it is."

"Haha..." Lin Ying laughed happily: "If there is such a child, what can I ask for?"

Lin Ying's long sword, who was laughing for a long time, suddenly stabbed and fiercely nodded to Lin Jian's throat.

Lin Jian's long sword stopped, and then the father and son jingled again.

The dust flew, and the two jumped on these stonemen one after the other. There was a fierce battle in this small space.

When they fight, they don't look like father and son at all. They are like enemies they haven't seen for decades. One sword is more vicious than the other, and one is more tricky than the other. Soon, they all had a small wound on their bodies.

"So..." The long swords intersect, and Lin Ying's long sword cuts straight to his right hand along Lin Jian's long sword.

Lin Jian's long sword shook quickly, but he couldn't get rid of it.

Seeing that his right hand was about to be cut off by his father, Lin Jian's sword was suddenly lifted up, and a magnificent sword Yuan flew out of Lin Ying's sword fiercely along his sword.

Lin Ying's face turned white, and a trace of blood escaped from the corners of her mouth. He retreated a few steps in confusion and then jumped off the Stone Man. He looked down at his bloody tiger's mouth, and his face was shocked.

Reaching out and gently wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth, Lin Ying reached out to catch the sword straight down from the sky, and the shock on her face turned into a huge surprise. Regardless of the internal injury on his body, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, how can God favor me, Lin! I was given such an excellent child. Hahaha... I'm so happy!"

Lin Jian quickly jumped off the stone man and looked at Lin Ying and asked with concern, "Father, does your injury matter?"

"It's okay. This wound is like tickling to me. Thinking back then..." But not to mention the bravery in those years, he stared at Lin Jian with burning eyes: "When did you break through to the fourth grade of swordsman?"