Leng Fei came out of the courtyard, and Song Jingtian threw a bag in his hand: "Take food on the way."

Leng Fei took it and saw it, but it was a bag of dry food. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Senior Brother Song, do you still use this?"

"You will know that you have no experience at first glance." Song Jingtian said: "You will never stop when you are on the road. You have to chase it all in one breath."

Leng Fei nodded: "Thank you, Senior Brother Song."

"Don't thank me, thank Neizi." Song Jingtian said: "She was meticulous and prepared it for you."

Leng Fei smelled his alcohol all over, and it was obvious that he still felt the same as the wine.

"Let's go, I hope I'll be back this time." Song Jingtian walked in a stroll.

Leng Fei felt the solemnity in his words and smiled and said, "Senior Brother Song, I have to avenge Senior Brother Zhuge, but you don't have to, why are you just a stable life?"

He could see that Sun Fei was not worried much, but Zhu Xiaoyu was even more worried and willing to dissuade him.

"If you want to live a stable life, then you will quit the martial arts world." Song Jingtian picked up a wine gourd from his waist, put it to his mouth and took a sip, and said carelessly: "Thank you to practice martial arts in your hard work, just to quit the martial arts world?"

Leng Fei nodded: "I think it's better to live a stable life."

"Stable life is very dull and boring." Song Jingtian shook his head, looked up at the sunset, and said lightly: "There is no difference between a year and a day. If you practice qigong all day long, practice qigong and then practice qigong, but you cannot avenge your grudges. What's the point?"

Leng Fei said: "That's true."

"You are willing to be ordinary, no wonder you didn't show up in front of others in the past." Song Jingtian said: "If you don't compete in the sect, good opportunities will not be your share."

Leng Fei smiled and said, "What's there to fight for? Just work hard to make money."

"There are not many opportunities to make money." Song Jingtian said: "This conscript is an excellent opportunity. It is impossible for you to get guidance from the divine realm."

Leng Fei nodded slightly.

Song Jingtian said: "Without the guidance of the Divine Realm, if you practice by yourself, you want to enter the Divine Realm? That's a joke!"

Leng Fei was thinking.

Song Jingtian snorted: "When it comes time to fight to death, if you don't fight to death, why should the sect give you the opportunity? The masters of the Divine Realm are very busy."

"What are they busy with?" Leng Fei said.

Song Jingtian said: "It is said that masters of the Divine Realm will often enter into meditation for a year at a time, and entering into meditation is a great enjoyment. They wander outside the sky and do not want to wake up."

Leng Fei nodded slowly.

Song Jingtian glanced at him: "There is also the Tianling Realm. How to practice the Tianling Realm, there is no record of the secret book. Only word of mouth is passed on. If we just need to step in, we may step in. Without guidance on our own practice, it is almost impossible to succeed."

He said lazily, keeping his feet under his feet.

Leng Fei was solemn and nodded slowly.

He suddenly realized that Tianhua Sect had no worries about the disciples not fighting for their own efforts, and that anyone who was motivated would have to fight to the death.

The streets became more and more lively, and the sunset dyed everyone's face red. A string of lanterns had already lit up and the lights were just on.

The two walked through the bustling streets and came to the Sutra Pavilion, where they saw more than forty people gathered there.

After Song Jingtian arrived, he greeted everyone, lazy and made a few jokes, and had a great popularity.

Leng Fei stood aside and didn't say anything.

Everyone was looking at him, obviously not recognizing him. Song Jingtian introduced him, and they all looked at him with scrutiny.

Gao Zhiyong's performance is too bleak and has no fame at all.

Leng Fei speculated that it was because Gao Zhiyong was born in Dayu and that his cultivation was indeed not strong enough, and he really couldn't make a name for himself in the Tianhua Sect, which was full of geniuses.

"It seems to be the new heavenly state." A young man with a long-faced face smiled and said, "It's like looking for death when facing the guy from the Supreme Palace."

Being united with heaven and earth at all times, looming. This is the manifestation of the new artistic conception of entering heaven. It is no different from ordinary people in normal times. Only when the critical moment is the unity of man and nature, and only when it is proficient.

Song Jingtian said angrily: "Junior Brother Zhu, you don't have to worry about it. At the critical moment, we should take care of ourselves."

"Aren't I afraid that he will drag everyone down?" said the young man with a long face with a smile: "Senior Brother Song, it is rare for you to protect him like this."

"Senior Brother Zhu, I am taken care of by Brother Zhuge, and I should take revenge." Leng Fei said in a deep voice.

"Oh, it turns out to be a repayment." Zhu Tianchuan curled his smile: "Okay, it's rare!"

This kind of act of revenge for the death of repaying kindness is truly respectful and cannot be joked about.

But in the bottom of my heart, everyone still shook their heads secretly, feeling that the junior brother Gao was going to be broken into the Supreme Palace.

Once you fight, no one has time to take care of him. If you have weak martial arts skills and bad luck, you will easily be killed.

No matter how strong the Tianhua Sect is, when the fight occurs, some disciples will still die.

Twenty middle-aged men in gray walked out of the Sutra Tower in peace and looked at everyone.

A round middle-aged man in gray clothes said in a deep voice: "The people have come, and this pursuit is divided into two groups, one is bright and the other is dark."

Everyone was excited.

The middle-aged man in gray said in a deep voice: "I am responsible for leading the Ming team, Senior Brother Sun is responsible for leading the dark team, the Ming team is responsible for chasing, and the dark team is responsible for covering, in case they have guards in secret."

"Yes." Everyone said in a deep voice.

Another thin middle-aged man in gray nodded: "Follow me from the Dark Team. Let's take a step first and rush through the road separately."

He waved his sleeves.

A powerful force appeared out of thin air, like a huge wave coming, Leng Fei and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Before we knew it, we had already divided into two groups of people.

"These people follow me." The thin middle-aged man in gray waved his hand and turned around and walked out.

Nine middle-aged men in gray followed him, Leng Fei and Song Jingtian did not move. They belonged to the Ming team and were chased directly.

When half of the people left, the middle-aged man in gray clothes said, "Let's go too, we have to hurry up as soon as possible and try to kill him before dawn, so as not to have too many dreams!"

"Yes!" everyone responded with a loud bang.

The middle-aged man with a round face and gray clothes floated away, and nine middle-aged man with gray clothes followed closely, and Leng Fei and Song Jingtian and his team followed closely.

They did not pass through the city's avenue, and walked out of the city around the alley, and then activated their light skills to start moving rapidly, like a wisp of floating shadows passing through the earth.

Leng Fei and Song Jingtian walked side by side at the end. They were all as fast as lightning, which surprised Leng Fei.

The group of people was speechless, just rushing to the road, crossing mountains and rivers, like thirty-five phantoms passing through the earth.

At midnight, they stopped halfway up the mountain and saw a broken Taoist temple.

Leng Fei glanced at the surroundings.

The lush forests conceal this ruined Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple exudes a vicissitudes of life and reveals a bit of detail under the moonlight.

The middle-aged man with a round face said in a deep voice: "Tian Ling presses the formation, and the will of heaven charges, kills one blow, and no one is left!"

Everyone nodded slightly, nine middle-aged men in gray clothes stopped, and twenty-five masters of the heavenly realm rushed towards the Taoist temple.

Leng Fei and Song Jingtian also rushed in.

He had long heard that there were seven breaths in the Taoist temple, which appeared and disappeared, all of which were profound in cultivation, two realms of heavenly spirit and five realms of heavenly spirit.

"Bang!" Everyone flew over the wall, shattered the door of the Taoist temple hall with one palm, and rushed into the hall.

After getting closer, they all heard the sound of breathing.

"Be careful of hidden weapons!" Leng Fei said hurriedly.

Everyone laughed, but their movements kept pounced on the seven men in black who were turning over. Two masters of the Heavenly Spirit Realm shouted: "Bold!"

It was like thunder exploded in the void, shaking my heart.
Chapter completed!