Chapter 33: Eight-level martial arts

C_t; "Well?"
Mo Shan stunned, his brow wrinkled, glanced at Yunmeng, and turned to Xia Yun, not knowing the dean, how surprised. , the latest chapter visit: .
Moreover, he always has a bad feeling.
Even the external 'doors', the inner 'doors' and the elders of the spiritual homes are suspicious of 'confusing'. For a long time, Xia Yun has been calm and has few big ‘waves’ movements.
They didn't know what Yunmeng and Xia Yun said, and even the dean had shaken.
"Yunmeng, what you said is true?"
Xia Yun took a deep breath and calmed down the ‘thinking’ movement.
"That's true!" Yunmeng smiled.
"So, today's things are over."
Xia Yun pondered for a moment, his face 'color' suddenly cooled down, facing Moshan, said: "Namoran has been quite awkward in recent years. Today, he injured Ling Qing and wanted to shoot Ling Feng. He made mistakes first. After the Moshan elders went back, they should be well taught."
"Today's things, just end it!"
Xia Yun hammered the sound, and did not give Moshan a chance to refute, so that everyone was surprised.
Although they all know that today's things are picked up by Moran, after all, it involves an elder, and even the dean must be treated with caution.
But who would have thought that Xia Yun became so decisive today.
This makes them more curious, what did Yunmeng say to the dean?
"The Dean is an adult..."
Moshan’s old face shook and he suspected that he had got it wrong. Xia Yun favored the wind, which he did not expect.
"This is a young man's business. You should not come out to cope with this elder."
Xia Yun glanced at Moshan.
In fact, he has been very dissatisfied with Moshan in the past few years. The latter has made a mess of the outside ‘doors. There are several talented disciples who have been timidly shrinked by Moran and lost their enthusiasm on the martial arts.
In the past, he also closed his eyes, but today is different.
Yunmeng and the words he said were too big for him, and even he should be treated with caution.

Lingfeng has become a primary alchemy teacher!

He has a big 'wave' in his heart.
In a month's time, Ling Feng advanced to the primary alchemy division. This talent is rare for a thousand years. If the focus is on training, it will take a long time for Lingwu Academy to produce an alchemy master or even an alchemist.
That is not a Moran, a foreign "door" elder can compare, the impact on Lingwu College is too great.
He would rather lose an elder, and he would not be able to drive Ling Feng out of college readings; Full chapter full text
Mo Shan’s face was 'red' and rose. From the words of the dean, he knew that it would be difficult to move the wind in the future.
This is straightforward to tell him that the younger generation has let them solve it themselves, and he manages the outside ‘door’ quietly.
"Yes!"
Mo Shanzhen took a ritual, he was extremely reluctant, but the dean uttered a speech, he could only endure.
"Hey, the younger generation, then wait for the road, you will be crippled!"
Mo Shan’s eyes are yin’s eyes. If he doesn’t shoot, there will be people who will shoot. When will you see the dean’s adult say something?
......
Outside the alchemy ‘door’, the inner ‘door’ and the outer ‘door’ disciples were eagerly awaiting. Some people’s yin’s face was sullen and some frowned.
"Hey, the dean is coming, I’m afraid that there is Yunmeng’s teacher, I’m afraid I have to suffer.

"The liar, I have so much in my Li family, I should be unlucky."
This is also the voice of the four family's children, a tyrannical sword caused a "shopping", but in the end no one is fishing, cheaper Ling Feng.
When Li Zhi and Yan Qingshan returned to the family, they almost had no bleeding.
Therefore, they very much hope that Ling Feng will be driven out of the college.
"Molan has always been arrogant, if the dean is also directed to her, then..."
Some people are frowning. They want to be fair to the dean. Otherwise, the ‘door’ outside the Lingwu Academy will really become the world of Moran.
However, they also know that this possibility of 'sexuality' is small.
Soon after, a group of people came out of the alchemy 'door', headed by Xia Yun, who carried his hands and his face 'color' calmed, and then left in the road that many disciples let him go.
Mo Shan, the outside ‘door’, the inner ‘door’ and the elders of the Lingyuan also left, but Moshan’s face’s ‘color’ was iron and blue, and the depressed expression of vomiting blood made them all a glimpse.
"You are not sent."
Ling Feng emerged from the alchemy ‘door’ and waved to many elders. This made Mo Shan’s white hair erect.
"Don't you... the dean talked to Ling Feng?"
This is the thought of everyone. They look at each other and they are very moving.
From the expression of Ling Feng, it can be seen that he did not suffer, but even if the martial arts talent is very ‘color’, he did not enter the spiritual hospital after all.
"Yunmeng teacher is even more terrible than we think!"
Someone whispered a whisper and blamed everything on Yunmeng. The latter was an alchemy sorcerer. If it was really counted, it would be more honorable than the external ‘door’ elders, and the dean’s adults would not be offended.
"Hey, let me do something."
After everyone has dispersed, Yunmeng has a heavy face and snarls. "Don't think that I helped you today, I won't find you."
"Hey." Ling Feng smiled.
"Yunmeng teacher, thank you!" Ling Qing breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Yunmeng.
Immediately, she took a look at Ling Feng, so Ling Feng was helpless.
"Yep!"
Looking at Ling Feng’s unhappy look, Yunmeng grinds his teeth and really wants to give Lingfeng a whip.
"Well, you will come to the alchemy ‘door’ in the future, and the ‘door’ will not go.

Yunmeng said to Ling Qing: "As for the practice and the teacher, don't worry, the teacher of the 'door' in Lingwu College still sells me a few thin faces."
"what?"
Ling Qing was shocked. She used to be happy for Ling Feng. Even if she was driven out of the ‘door’, only Ling Feng followed Yunmeng Alchemy, which was enough.
Unexpectedly, Yunmeng actually let her enter the alchemy ‘door’ and give her a practice. If she is free, she will ask the teacher of the
door
to come and teach.
This surprised her.
"Yun Yun teacher, thank you!"
Even Ling Feng moved, and bowed to worship, this time he is sincere.
"Today's business is over!"
The cloud dreams flashed, and I looked at Ling Qing. The corner of my mouth was slightly undetectable and I had a smile. The soft rib of this kid is Ling Qing.
"However, this is a matter of the younger generation. I am not too good at interfering too much, especially the Lingyuan."
"This ‘transfer’ to me is fine!

Lingfeng stood straight and his eyes flashed a bit of coldness. He also heard about it. The latter was ranked among the top ten geniuses in Lingwu College.
Today, it is estimated that it is already a martial artist, and it is indeed very strong.
However, Ling Feng is not afraid at all. The virtual road he cultivates is very fast, and it will take a long time to attack the 9th-level martial arts, and if he waits for him to break through the silver treasure...
When Langyue was empty, Ling Feng and Ling Qing returned to the thatched cottage with the golden lion.
At this moment, the wounds of Ling Qing and the Golden Lion have stopped bleeding and began to heal slowly. However, if they want to be completely better, they will need a night of rest.
"Little wind, you shouldn't be today..." Ling Qing was very moved, but he was very worried about the safety of Ling Feng.
"Sister, don't worry."
Ling Feng smiled lightly, interrupted the words of Ling Qing, and put her into the thatched house to lie down, whispering a few words to Ling Qing.
Immediately, he walked out of the thatched cottage, and there was a sigh of yin in his eyes. Then Mo Shan and Mo Dao would never let go of their brothers and sisters, and he would not let this matter end.
"Strength, everything is strength to speak!"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, sitting cross-legged, and squatting into the air, began to absorb the heavens and the earth.
This month passed, he focused on alchemy, and he did not enter the ‘precision’. Now he is a six-level martial art, and the limit of blood ‘meat’ has only increased to 4,500 jin.
However, he is now eager to upgrade his strength and to upgrade his strength to the martial arts in the shortest possible time!
"丝丝"
His whole body 'hair' hole was opened, and he absorbed the mysterious temper, and his body was wrapped in the light of the scorpion...
"嗡"
After about two hours, he trembled in Dantian, and countless sacred qis "communicate" together to form a crystal of infuriating.
Seventh level martial arts!
Ling Feng mouth is light and flashes a glimmer of 'color', but he did not stop, still closed eyes.
For the general warrior, the strength is too much, and it is not good for them, because the power will exceed their own control. For example, when Ling Qing is in the second class, the control of the infuriating is very flexible and the lethality is not very weak.
However, in just a few days, she broke through to the four-level martial arts. The control of the infuriating is unstable, and it seems to be very confusing, that is, it is similar to the general three-level martial arts.
However, Ling Feng does not have such a problem. His former realm is too high, and his control is extremely terrible. What is lacking is only the realm.
"嗡嗡"
When the light was bright, Ling Feng Dan Tianzhong was another tremble, and the eighth true air also emerged, such as a bright ribbon floating in the top of Lingfeng Dantian.
He broke through the eight-level martial arts!
"call"
Ling Feng opened his eyes and spit out a sigh of gas. The little face was filled with a touch of joy.
The empty road is more terrible than he imagined. He broke through two levels in one night. This kind of power still has no stop. At this moment, he has the impulse to attack the nine-level martial arts.
However, now that time is almost up, it is time to go to college. The martial arts can't be delayed, and the alchemy can't.
He doesn't know when the ice sorrow of Miss Sister will break out, and can the Dan be able to suppress it? This is also the problem he is worried about.
In the early morning, the injuries of Ling Qing and the golden lion have been restored, and the wounds have bloody, which makes the face of Ling Feng's face look good.
After breakfast, they went to Lingwu College.
Just on the road, Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then there was a smile on the bottom of the eye.
Now that he is already a ninth-level martial art, a little skill is a stranger, and he needs to find a personal training hand.
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