Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Whoosh!

As soon as his figure flashed, Ling Feng flew back to the other side like a hawk landing on the ground.

Relying on the demonic dragon's world-purifying fire to protect the origin of his soul, the impact of the demonic miasma above the Yan River on him is almost negligible.

It can even help him integrate the Demon Dragon Purifying World Fire more perfectly.

However, every time Ling Feng pushed the demonic dragon's world-purifying fire to the extreme, he couldn't help but wonder, where did his demonic dragon's world-purifying fire come from?

He vaguely seemed to remember that he had received some of the original blood of the Jiuli God Clan.

But where did they come from? Those impressions became extremely vague, and it seemed as if they had never happened.

However, this demonic dragon's world-purifying fire actually exists.

A figure flashed in my mind, but it was not real. The star stone on my chest was slightly heated, and it seemed to be sensing it, but in the end it failed to break through the hazy barrier.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng gathered his mind, put aside distracting thoughts, stood on the bank of Yan River, and said loudly: "Lead people across the river, and you won't take any money!"

"What?"

"Holy shit!"

In an instant, the crowds of people looked towards Ling Feng. The monks who were using various magic weapons to lead people across the river saw that the business was about to be completed, but the "passengers" temporarily regretted it.

Why pay when you can get it for free?

As a result, many ferry monks quickly lowered their prices, "I'll give you 50% off, 50% off!"

Seeing that the passengers were about to leave, he quickly lowered the price, "30% off! 20% off! 10% off!"

It's a pity that it still doesn't have much appeal, which made the ferry monks almost crazy.

"Who! Are you trying to steal business?"

"Take people across the river for free? You are a fucking living Bodhisattva! Damn it!"

"What the hell, who is so annoying!"

"Who has done so many things!"

Just like that, the white fairy crystal was taken out from the pocket. No wonder these people felt unhappy.

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled. He just crossed his arms and stood there, ignoring these guys. He just slightly activated the Tianzhi Seal, and the Tianzhi Divine Mark appeared between his eyebrows, which immediately stopped the clamoring monks. pace.

Tianzhi? ? ?

I can’t afford to offend him!

For a moment, the crowd rushed towards Ling Feng.

"Nothing will be taken from you, really no money will be taken from you?"

"Senior Brother Tianzhi, are you telling the truth?"

Everyone looked at Ling Feng with great excitement, but obviously they didn't believe that there was such a thing in the sky.

What's more, there are so many people here, how many people can he bring there alone?

"If I say I won't take a penny, then of course I won't take a penny."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly, "However, I can't waste my hard work, right? So, as long as you can come up with something that you think is of some value in exchange, I will take you there and I will never break my promise!"

"Some value?"

Everyone blinked, "What is this standard?"

"As long as it pleases my eyes."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows and said, "There are no need for such common things as immortal stones and crystals."

"Forehead……"

A kind of monk who is all in distress, looks pleasing to the eye?

This standard seems simple, but it is the most difficult to achieve.

What is pleasing to the eye?

Who can say this well?

"that……"

At this moment, a monk hesitated for a long time, then walked out from the crowd and took out a piece of ore from his sleeve, "This is a piece of ore I picked up on the third floor. Look..."

"It looks pretty good."

Ling Feng accepted the ore smoothly, "Okay, I'll accept it!"

"Holy shit, is this okay?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, "I have stones too!"

"I also have ore, the best ore!"

"Just one of a kind."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "My personal abilities are limited, and I can't bring everyone there without limit, so it's first come, first served. Just try to find some new, fresh and unique things."

After saying that, Ling Feng raised his hand to hold down the monk who took out the ore, jumped in, and then took the man to the other side.

With the protection of his immortal war soul, the monk was almost unaffected by the Demonic Miasma of the Flame River. When he arrived on the other side, he looked around in disbelief and said, "Oh my god, I'm here. Unscathed! Haha!”

Being able to cross the river smoothly even after picking up a piece of ore was an unexpected surprise.

A smile appeared on Ling Feng's lips. The conditions for this first person can naturally be slower, but as he goes further, I believe he will have unexpected gains.

"Okay, you can move on."

Ling Feng reached out and patted the lucky man on the shoulder. Under his extremely admiring eyes, he flew back to the other side.

"Junior Brother Ling is really..."

Not far away, Tianzhi's disciples looked at this scene with some astonishment.

This is indeed a good opportunity to pick up the slack, but unfortunately, most of them don't have Ling Feng's ability.

As for Yu Shenxianjun, he really can't take away this face.

Yu Shenxian Jun shook his head and smiled. Ling Feng did not take advantage of the situation like other monks. It was not a robbery. He ruined Tianzhi's reputation. Instead, he earned some reputation for Tianzhi.

On the other side, watching the first guy cross the river with just a stone, the crowd became even more excited.

"I, I, I, I have a sword here!"

"I have a secret book!"

"I have the best elixir!"

"..."

Although these monks were not from top-notch forces, they were numerous, and some of them would always have good things.

Ling Feng did not select the expensive items, but just as he said, he chose the rare items.

Although it was basically "picking up garbage" at the beginning, all this was just Ling Feng's preparation.

Soon, Ling Feng had gone back and forth eight times, successfully leading more than a dozen monks across the river.

As time went on, Ling Feng became more and more picky, strictly following the standard of only accepting one of each item.

What elixir, secret book, sword, and armor naturally lost their competitiveness.

Everyone could only rack their brains to find some rare items to exchange.

And the other monks who were ferrying people could only start the internal roll mode, and were suppressed by Ling Feng to charge only about one-tenth of the original price, so that someone was willing to ask them to cross the river.

In this way, Ling Feng indirectly did a good thing, which made everyone admire Ling Feng.

At this time, several female disciples of Cihang Jingzhai also arrived here.

Yu Shiwei and her senior sister Feng Ling also had a smooth journey without any danger.

Not only that, even Fang Shaoan from Kunwu Xianzong and Li Qingyan from Qingyuan Jianzong also successfully arrived at the bank of Yanhe River.

The two looked a little embarrassed, but Ling Feng had not expected that they would act together as a team.

It was also possible that Fang Shaoan would not be able to reach here without the help of Li Qingyan.

"Mr. Ling!"

Yu Shiwei's beautiful eyes flickered, and she saw Ling Feng ferrying by the river, and those cultivators took out their items in the hope of trading with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was just very leisurely choosing among the many items, neither hurried nor slow.

"Miss Yu Shi, we meet again." Ling Feng stood in front of Yu Shiwei. It seemed that Yu Shiwei had a good relationship with Wan Xiner of the Xuntian Lei Clan. If she wanted, she could have held on to the thigh of the Xuntian Lei Clan and had a smooth journey. However, she did not do so. It seems that under the weak appearance of Yu Shiwei, her heart is quite resolute. "I thought Mr. Ling had already entered the tenth floor." Yu Shiwei hugged the guqin and smiled softly. "Aren't you still waiting for someone?" Ling Feng pointed in the direction of the Tianzhi disciples and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. I'll take you there." "This..." Yu Shiwei gritted her teeth and waved her hand quickly, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate. Mr. is ferrying here, and I should also take out treasures for trading. I can't break Mr.'s rules." "Okay." Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. He couldn't beat this woman, but fortunately his ID rule was to accept anything he liked. Then, no matter what Yu Shiwei takes out, just accept it, just treat it as a concession.

Yu Shiwei pursed her lips, thought for a while, took out a gem that was shining with colorful light, and handed it to Ling Feng, "This is the Thousand Spirits Divine Stone, which can promote the growth of various spiritual flowers and herbs, greatly shortening the growth time of these spiritual objects."

"Good stuff."

Ling Feng smiled slightly and was about to accept it, but someone stood up and disagreed.

"This senior brother, didn't you say that you only accept one of the same thing? Haven't you accepted similar gems before!"

"That's right!"

Everyone hurriedly made a noise, Ling Feng was helpless, and just when he was about to explain, Yu Shiwei said: "Then I'll change one."

However, after changing several pieces in a row, Ling Feng had accepted similar things before.

Just when Ling Feng was at a loss, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stretched out a finger, used his fingertip as a blade, and gently cut off a strand of Yu Shiwei's hair, "I will take this strand of hair, Miss Yu Shiwei, do you mind?"

Yu Shiwei's face flushed, but she finally nodded and said "hmm" barely perceptibly.

Ling Feng laughed and put the hair into his arms.

"You have nothing to say."

Ling Feng laughed loudly, and then reached out to grab Yu Shiwei and Feng Ling's shoulders respectively. When Yu Shiwei was at a loss, Ling Feng had already taken her across the Yan River.

"You two can continue to move forward, see you later."

Ling Feng clasped his fists and saluted the two women, and then flew back to the other side.

"Ling..."

Yu Shiwei stared at Ling Feng's back for a long time, but her face was still very hot, and her heart was already surging, and she kept asking herself: Why did he take my hair?

In fact, Ling Feng was just in a hurry, so he just picked up an object without thinking much.

But for Yu Shiwei, being able to give her hair to others undoubtedly has a special meaning.

…

"Hair is fine, my foot skin is fine!"

"I also have an old mud ball!"

"Damn, do you want the dandruff that I have collected for fifty years?"

When Ling Feng returned to the other side, the crowd on the other side had already been boiling, and they all began to offer "stuff from the underworld".

Ling Feng's forehead darkened, "I have received this kind of object once, you should change your mind!"

The crowd shrank back in dismay, and began to rack their brains to find new objects.

At this moment, another man walked out of the crowd, and began to take off his clothes as soon as he came out, first pulling the belt of his pants, then taking off his coat and lining.

Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly, "My dear, I won't take this either, you should go back."

How fresh is it?

What else are we going to do, give flowers?

"no no."

The man looked embarrassed, "You misunderstood. It's not what you think. It's just that this thing is tattooed on my body, so I can only..."

"oh?"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, and it seemed that something interesting finally appeared.

Could it be a treasure map?