C97 Your Friend Is Your Friend!
C97 Your Friend Is Your Friend!
Lin Feng turned his gaze away and saw the name of another person he was familiar with.
Tian Han!
This Martial Uncle who had always been by Tian Qiong's side could be said to be Tian Qiong's senior, but his strength was not as powerful as Tian Qiong's. Tian Han had also participated in the Son of Saint's selection, so it could be seen that the Tian Family was still unwilling to be lonely.
Luo Chen!
Lin Feng was not unfamiliar with this name. Tian Qiong's death was directly related to this person. Luo Chen's background was mysterious, his strength was powerful, but he was extremely low-profile. Not many people would know about him. Luo Chen's participation in the competition gave Lin Feng a bad premonition, as if something was going to happen between him and Luo Chen.
Of course, what surprised Lin Feng the most was Xuanyuan Mu's participation in the competition. Xuanyuan Mu was already an elder of the sect. Although his status was ordinary, he had a lot of power. Lin Feng did not know what he meant by participating in the competition.
Apart from these people participating in the competition, Lin Feng also discovered that the other sects had also sent out their candidates to participate in the competition. Every sect could not miss the chance to become the Son of Saint.
The Sword Sect sent out a person called Jian Ya, which reminded Lin Feng of Jian Mang. Jian Mang seemed to still be in the Nine Empyreans Continent, and did not know that the two worlds were connected.
Jian Ya, just from the name alone, one could tell that he was not ordinary. How many powerful people did Sect Master Zi Jian have under his command? Lin Feng thought to himself as he put away the list of participants.
"No matter what, the competition is about to begin. It's useless to think about it. Why don't you focus on competing for the Fifth Son of Saint?" Lin Feng muttered and put down all the burdens in his heart. He came to a pavilion in the dark night and sat down.
"The faint wine is the best way to relieve my worries."
Lin Feng took out two jars of Tang Youyou's good wine from his storage ring. Drinking had already become an essential thing for Lin Feng.
"Haha, Lin Feng brat, you're drinking wine here alone?"
At this moment, a hearty laughter spread throughout the pavilion. Lin Feng stood up and looked at the man in purple who suddenly appeared outside the pavilion. He could not help but be startled, and then revealed a trace of surprise.
"Uncle Zi Jian, why are you here?" Lin Feng looked at Sect Master Zi Jian, and threw the wine in his hand to Zi Jian.
Zi Jian smiled happily, took the jar of wine, and gulped it down.
"Great! It has been a long time since I drank the liquor you brought. When I leave, you have to give me a few more!"
Sect Master Zi Jian walked into the pavilion and sat opposite Lin Feng.
"Alright, take as much as you want." Lin Feng was straightforward. The Sect Master Zi Jian was a straightforward person, and he was a friend and not an enemy. Lin Feng had never been stingy with his friends, except for the Flame Emperor...
"Lin Feng, I looked at the list of the Son of Saint's selection. How could you be on it? Aren't you already the Grand Elder of the Divine Sect?"
When the Sect Master Zi Jian saw the name list, he was both surprised and gratified. What surprised him was that Lin Feng had actually become the Grand Elder of the Divine Sect, and in such a short period of time. It was also because of this that he was relieved. For Lin Feng to be able to achieve so much in such a short period of time, it was enough to prove that he was not mistaken, and that person was not mistaken about Lin Feng either.
"I just want to continue challenging my limits. Becoming a Son of Saint will be more helpful to my cultivation." Lin Feng said to Zi Jian with a smile on his face.
Hearing that, the Sect Master Zi Jian nodded his head. Indeed, becoming a Son of Saint meant that he was a member of the Holy Hall. Becoming the Holy Hall's reserve power was even more important, and he would obtain even more resources.
"Sigh, I'm really surprised by your achievements, I should call you senior." The Sect Master Zi Jian sighed. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or depressed.
Lin Feng had become the Grand Elder of the Divine Sect, while he, Zi Jian, was the Sect Master of the Sword Sect. He was on the same level as Fan Shengjun, so he naturally had to call Lin Feng senior.
Of course, Lin Feng could not call himself a senior. Towards Zi Jian, Lin Feng only felt respect and intimacy for him.
"Oh right, Uncle Zi Jian, who is Jian Ya sent by your Sword Sect?" Lin Feng thought of the candidates for the Sword Sect and could not help but ask out of curiosity. He wanted to know more about this Jian Ya.
How could Zi Jian not see through Lin Feng's thoughts? He could not help but laugh out loud and teasingly said, "If you want to know Jian Ya from me, don't even think about it. I won't help you and let you defeat the genius of my Sword Sect!"
Zi Jian's answer did not disappoint Lin Feng. After all, the Sect Master Zi Jian could not simply answer the question of designing the sect, but Zi Jian still told Lin Feng some things about Jian Ya.
"Jian Mang is one of the top three geniuses of our Sword Sect. His current strength has already reached the peak of the Holy Emperor with Initial Success, and he is about to break through to the Great Perfection Holy Emperor. Jian Mang has cultivated for thousands of years, and he is an out-and-out genius. He is also someone that our Sword Sect has focused on nurturing. So if you meet him in the competition, you have to be careful. He is a mute, but his sword is his mouth."
Zi Jian introduced Jian Ya to Lin Feng with a dark expression, causing Lin Feng to feel an unusual aura from Zi Jian's words. Using the sword as the mouth was the most powerful aspect of a sword cultivator.
Through Jian Ya, Lin Feng once again thought of the sword blindness. The sword blindness was a blind person, but he also treated his sword as his own eyes, so he was very good at cultivating the sword.
"Uncle Zi Jian, when I was in the Nine Empyreans Continent, there was a sword cultivator called Jian Mang who was very similar to your Sword Sect's Jian Ya." Lin Feng raised his head and said to Zi Jian with a dark expression.
Zi Jian's face revealed a hint of surprise, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded.
"Lin Feng, come to the Sword Sect in a few days. You will meet someone you know." The Sect Master Zi Jian finished the last jar of wine, raised his head and said casually to Lin Feng.
When Lin Feng heard Zi Jian's words, he could not help but raise his eyebrows. An acquaintance? His own acquaintance? Then it must be someone from the Nine Empyreans Continent, right? Could it be his own senior brother? Or could it be Senior Shi, Feng Mo?
Lin Feng was very curious and looked forward to seeing who his acquaintances were. And the Holy Hall, the master of the old bull, the Star Spirit had also told him that the Holy Hall had its own acquaintances. Could it be that the people from the Nine Empyreans Continent were not just the people he had brought?
If that was the case, then the relationship between the Nine Empyreans Continent and the Divine Land might not be as simple as that. Lin Feng was afraid that it was necessary for him to return to the Nine Empyreans Continent to take a look.
"Uncle Zi Jian, can you tell me when my acquaintance arrived?" Lin Feng asked impatiently.
However, Zi Jian seemed to deliberately keep him in suspense. He only smiled and did not say anything useful. He only said, "Your acquaintance is your acquaintance."