C298 After That He Entered the Sword Tower
C298 After That He Entered the Sword Tower
Lin Feng was silent for a moment and then looked at Meng Qing. Meng Qing let go of Lin Zhetian's hand and slowly walked to the front of the old man. Her noble and cold fairy-like attitude did not change at all.
"Senior, I am the last Inheritor of the Snow Domain, and within the Sword Tower, there is a treasure of the Snow Domain, the Thousand Ice Fan."
As Meng Qing spoke, she looked at the Mountain Master of Sword Mountain with a calm and indifferent expression. She did not request to take out the Thousand Ice Feather Fan, but as long as there was hope, she would naturally not give up.
However, what Meng Qing did not know was that before she finished speaking, the eyes of the old man who was originally smiling suddenly froze. He raised his head and there was a complicated and excited expression in his eyes. Finally, the old man sighed and shook his head as he muttered, "Xue Er, someone from your younger generation has finally come to find you."
Lin Feng and Meng Qing looked at the old man in shock. They did not know why the old man would have such a reaction, but their subsequent actions surprised Lin Feng and Meng Qing even more.
"You guys go in and take away the things that belong to the Snow Domain. I have no objections. After all, those things originally belonged to the Snow Domain." The Mountain Master of Sword Mountain opened his eyes and said to Meng Qing with a serious expression.
Hearing this, Meng Qing and Lin Feng looked at each other and nodded. Although they were a little puzzled, they knew that a peerless expert like the old man would not make such a joke.
Since the old man agreed, he naturally had his reasons.
"However, I have another request. If you agree, I will let your son in as well. I know that you are making this request not only for your wife but also for your son, right?"
The old man looked at Lin Feng with a torch-like gaze, as if he had already seen through Lin Feng. Lin Feng sighed helplessly. The old man's gaze was very accurate, and he knew what he was thinking.
"Tell me, as long as it's not too much, I will agree." Lin Feng took a deep breath and stared at the old man.
"Hehe, it's not too much. Not only is it not too much, it's also good for both of us." The old man had a mocking smile on his face as he shook his head and said, "If you want to become an elder of my Sword Mountain, I will allow you to enter the Sword Tower again. Furthermore, you can enter and leave as you wish in the future. How about it?"
"This... Mountain Master, no!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the mountain guardian elder beside him couldn't help but have an objection. He wanted to express the objection in his heart. Although Lin Zhetian was his disciple, he still couldn't accept this decision.
"It doesn't matter. As long as Lin Feng can join the Sword Mountain Elders' camp, it will only benefit us." The Mountain Master smiled faintly and then waved his hand. At this moment, the Mountain Guardian Elder wanted to say something, but he could not say anything. He could only shut his mouth gloomily and glared at Lin Feng unhappily, thinking that this kid was really lucky.
Lin Feng grinned. He did not put the Mountain Guardian Elder's displeasure in his eyes at all, but with regards to the old man's request, Lin Feng's first thought was to refuse.
But as he watched himself grow, as well as Meng Qing's firm resolve, Lin Feng had no choice but to compromise.
"Alright, I agree. However, I will have to leave the Sword Mountain in a while, so it is impossible for me to be in the Sword Mountain all the time. Furthermore, the Sword Mountain can't ask me to do anything, but if the Sword Mountain is in danger, I will definitely not ignore it."
"En, that's enough. I didn't ask you to do anything, I just tied you to our chariot. In the future, no matter what kind of conflict you have with Deng Jia, you will still be a member of my Sword Mountain."
Hearing Lin Feng's words, the old man curled his lips and smiled indifferently. Then, he openly revealed the scheme in his heart. Hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but grin. This old thing really knew how to scheme.
"Alright, go to the Sword Tower. Penal law, guard the mountain, follow me."
"Lin Feng, this time, I will allow you to enter the eighth level. There are a lot of Quasi Divine Arts inside that you like very much, but don't be greedy!"
The old man laughed heartily as he squinted his eyes at Lin Feng. In the end, the old man sighed and the golden light around his body expanded, as if the sun had exploded. After the dazzling light dissipated, there was no longer a trace of the Mountain Master.
"Half Divine Emperor is indeed terrifying." Lin Feng looked at the spot where the old man disappeared and couldn't help but sigh. Although there was only a difference of half a level between the ninth level of Peak and the Half Divine Emperor, the difference between the two was like heaven and earth. One expert of Half Divine Emperor was enough to kill several experts at the ninth level of Peak.
"Let's go." Lin Feng took Meng Qing's hand and looked at Lin Zhetian who was behind him. He took a step forward and once again rushed towards the Sword Tower.
The mountain guardian elder and the punishment elder could only sigh. The dignified number one and number two elder of the Sword Mountain actually wanted to become Lin Feng's follower. It would be a joke if word of this got out.
"Let's go too, old thing." The mountain guardian elder sighed helplessly and followed.
The Punishment Elder glanced at the person in front of him and felt very depressed. It could be said that Lin Zhetian was already the head of the new generation's top ten chief disciples.
This old fellow really knew how to put on an act.
Half an hour later, Lin Feng, Meng Qing, and Lin Zhetian were already standing on the fifth floor of the Sword Tower. The atmosphere on the fifth floor was very cold, even reaching a few hundred degrees below zero.
Meng Qing reached out her small white hand and grabbed the mirror-sized Thousand Feather Fan in front of her. The Thousand Feather Fan flashed with a pure white light, and a terrifying cold Qi fused into the entire fifth level. Lin Feng and Lin Zhetian looked at each other and saw that the other's eyebrows were frozen. They couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
"Father, Mother is so good." Lin Zhetian had always thought that his father was already very powerful, but when he saw Meng Qing holding the extremely cold Thousand Feathers Fan with one hand, his face was filled with shock and excitement.
"Of course, your mother only used a few moves to defeat Lu Li. How can she not be powerful?" Lin Feng smiled playfully and looked at Lin Zhetian.
Hearing this, Lin Zhetian nodded his head lightly. Then, he frowned and looked at the stairs leading to the sixth floor.
"Father, let's go up first. Mother should be fine."
"Okay, okay. Your mother has already mastered the Qi of Snow Spirit. Sooner or later, your mother will get the Thousand Feather Fan."
When Lin Feng heard Lin Zhetian's words, he nodded and smiled. After that, the two of them entered the sixth floor one after the other.
When they arrived at the sixth floor, Lin Feng felt Meng Tianlv's aura. However, since Meng Tianjin had no intention of showing himself, Lin Feng would not force him. He took another step forward and Lin Feng and Lin Zhetian arrived at the seventh floor.
"Father, this is where I got my powers."
Lin Zhetian looked at the magical weapons on the seventh floor and the Quasi Divine Arts with a complicated expression.
Hearing this, Lin Feng slowly nodded his head. He knew that Lin Zhetian had been to the seventh floor before. If it wasn't for the piece of paper that Lin Zhetian wrote, he might not even know that his son was here in Sword Mountain.
"The Blinding Golden Seal Technique, a divine art ranked in the top 87 of the Divine Arts Ranking, is indeed extraordinary." Lin Feng thought back to the battle between Lin Zhetian and Tu Su. This divine art was indeed powerful.
"Father, do you have a divine art? How about I teach it to you? "
Lin Zhetian frowned slightly and looked at his father. Because he had never seen him use his divine art before, even when he fought with Deng Jia, he only used the Quasi Divine Arts.
Hearing his son's words, Lin Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Did he really need his son's divine skill?
However, there shouldn't be any need.
"Shroud the sky, if there is a chance in the future, I will teach you my divine skill. That way, you will be even more powerful, but now you can't cultivate it?" The corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled into a smile as he looked at Lin Zhetian and said.
Hearing this, Lin Zhetian was a little unconvinced. His father was simply looking down on him. What other divine arts could he not cultivate?
"Father, tell me, what is a divine art?"
Lin Zhetian stood in front of Lin Feng with a serious face and asked in a deep voice.
Immediately, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and the smile on his face disappeared.