After watching Song Jiang leave, Lin Feng was like a child who got a new toy, constantly summoning the sword energy from Wan Jian Guizong.

What makes Lin Feng feel strange is that the sword energy in Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect seems to be in a physical state. If it weren't for the need to stimulate his own true energy, Lin Feng would have doubted whether the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was a storage magic weapon.

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All those sword energies are real long swords contained within them.

Lin Feng kept taking out long swords from his body, and after playing with them for a while, he changed them to another long sword.

When there was no time difference, Song Jiang came to the room again to look for Lin Feng. But this time he was smarter and transformed his body into the form of water before entering the door.

It's completely transparent and looks extremely weird.

"Mr. Long, can we set off?" Song Jiang, who was completely transparent, asked Lin Feng.

If you are an ordinary person, if a person made of water suddenly appears in front of you, and you don't scream in fright, you will really see a ghost.

However, I had just seen Song Jiang turn into a water man. Lin Feng was playing with the long sword in his hand, and there were several long swords flying around his body.

"Are you leaving now?" Lin Feng asked without raising his head.

"Yes." Song Jiang nodded.

Lin Feng looked at the time and said, "It's daytime now. If we go there now, what will happen if someone discovers us while doing this kind of experiment?"

Song Jiang shook his head and said: "On this point, Mr. Long can rest assured. We have already made arrangements. No one else will appear except us on the West Lake today."

"Why won't someone else show up?" A puzzled question came from outside the door.

However, Uncle Kun and Master Qingsong, who had gone out to reminisce about old times, came back. When they saw the water man turned into a transparent state, neither Uncle Kun nor Master Qingsong looked surprised.

Master Qingsong's face was startled, and he stared dumbfoundedly at Lin Feng, who was constantly directing several long swords to fly around him.

He asked in disbelief: "Lin...Lin Feng. Have you already returned the Ten Thousand Swords to the sect and refined it?"

Lin Feng played with the long sword and said casually: "Yes, it has been refined, but now I can only control thirty-six at the same time, which is exactly the number of Tiangang. If there is one more, all

I feel sluggish. What’s going on?”

Letting thirty-six long voids of various shapes float in front of him, Lin Feng looked at Master Qingsong in confusion and asked.

"You...you just refined Ten Thousand Swords and returned to the sect, and you can control thirty-six of them at the same time?" Master Qingsong seemed to want to see Glass, his eyes widened, and he looked at Piao over and over again.

Thirty-six long swords in front of Lin Feng.

"That's right! Is there anything wrong with this?" Lin Feng asked in surprise.

Master Qingsong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No. That's right! Do you know? It took me almost three years to get the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, and it took me almost three years to be able to control thirty-six long swords, but you did it overnight.

We did it in no time!”

"This is different!" Lin Feng comforted Master Qingsong: "Uncle, after you got Wanjian Guizong, it is just a simple sword box, without any method of sacrifice, everything is your own

It was discovered through exploration, but I am different. I obtained the refining method of Wanjian Guizong directly from you, saving a lot of detours."

"Haha..." Upon hearing Lin Feng's comfort, Master Qingsong laughed happily and said to Uncle Kun beside him: "Wei Kun, you have indeed accepted a good disciple!"

Uncle Kun smiled and didn't answer.

Master Qingsong continued to Lin Feng: "You don't need to comfort me. I have practiced for so many years. Although my xinxing cultivation is not very high, I will not be jealous of my juniors. You can control the three things in such a short period of time."

Sixteen long swords, it seems that you are indeed destined to join Wanjian Guizong. I hope it can shine in your hands in the future!"

Lin Feng nodded vigorously and said: "Master, don't worry. I won't let Wan Jian Guizong lose his reputation in my hands!"

Lin Feng did not mention that after he refined the Hungry Wan Jian Gui Sect, he was able to put it into his Dantian to warm and nourish it. Especially about how he was able to directly let the sword energy circulate in his meridians without going to the Wan Jian Gui Sect.

running things.

Originally, Lin Feng planned to experiment to see if he could directly refine these sword energies and sacrifice them into his own magical powers. Unfortunately, these sword energies were so sharp that it was too dangerous to circulate in the meridians.

A careless move could have very tragic consequences, including even losing his life. Lin Feng was not prepared to do this until he was absolutely sure.

After saying goodbye to Master Qingsong and Uncle Kun, Lin Feng followed Song Jiang and a group of special forces people in a bus and headed towards the West Lake.

Tea Rhyme Club is located in the development zone of hz. Although it has been completed, it is still far away from scenic spots like West Lake.

In the car, Lin Feng keenly discovered that the people in these special forces seemed to have a slight grudge against him. Except for Wu Yong who kept smiling, no one else seemed to like him very much.

Lin Feng vaguely felt that the ultimate reason for these people's disgust towards him was because of Song Jiang's incident.

You must know that the experiment Song Jiang tried hard to get Lin Feng to conduct was life-threatening, and the person who was joking about his life was none other than Song Jiang himself.

This is no wonder Lin Feng, but these people have no reason at all.

Besides, Lin Feng himself didn’t really want to deal with people from the special forces. He was quite happy that the people from the special forces treated him like this. Sitting on the bus, Lin Feng kept waving his hands in front of him, one after another with his long sword.

It appeared in his palm, then spun around Lin Feng in a circle, and then disappeared again, as if by magic.

Not long after, the bus stopped at the shore of hz West Lake, where there happened to be a boat rental store.

The owner was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He had a gentle smile on his face. He said to everyone: "I'm sorry, guest. I received a notice today that the superiors are coming to inspect, so there will be no boat rentals today."

Already."

I saw that Lin Feng and his group included both men and women. There were so many people that the shop owner thought they were tourists from out of town.

Lin Feng glanced at Song Jiang and signaled that he would handle the matter here.

Song Jiang looked at Song Wan beside him.

Song Wan walked up to the boss knowingly, reached out and took out a document from his clothes, handed it to the boss, and said: "We are the ones responsible for the inspection this time! Boss, could you please rent us a few ships?"

Boat!"

The shop owner stared at the ID that Song Wan handed him in stunned silence.

The steel seal on it and the number of the Central Special Forces made the shop owner extremely shocked.

He is just a small shop owner in hz, and I have seen people with such names there.

The steel seal of the central government, as well as the clearly written number of the special force under the direct jurisdiction of the central government, made the boss not know what to say for a while.

Seeing this, Song Wan could only smile bitterly and said: "Boss! Boss! Wake up, can we rent your ship?"

The shop owner suddenly came back to his senses, and said with a flattering smile on his face: "Of course! Of course. All guests, please come with me, I will take you to see the boat. If you like the one, I will rent it to you!"

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Song Jiang was not interested in seeing the ship at all. He didn't care whether the ship was luxurious or not. As long as he could confirm whether Lin Feng had acquired the ability to devour bullets, the mission would be considered completed. Song Jiang had no interest in other matters.

Song Wan followed the shop owner and randomly chose a small boat. He came back quickly.

After following Song Wan and the shop owner to find the boat rented by Song Wan, Lin Feng started to marvel.

The boat in front of us is a wooden boat with a double-decker structure. Of course, to the naked eye, it does look like a wooden boat.

The style is antique, somewhat reminiscent of the Qinhuai Boat Paintings of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

After boarding the boat, the shopkeeper barely even introduced the boat before being chased away by the crowd!

In the special forces, they are all extraordinary people. Let alone operating such a boat, even if they are given a spaceship, maybe someone can do it.

After boarding the ship, Lin Feng sat on a rocking chair on the deck, his body lying leisurely and swaying. From time to time, a long sword would fly out from beside him. After circling around for a while, he would again

He retracted into Lin Feng's body.

Soon, the boat arrived at the center of the West Lake.

Su Dongpo, a literary giant of the Song Dynasty, once wrote a poem like this, "If the West Lake is compared to the West, heavy makeup and light makeup will always match!"

Indeed, the beauty of West Lake cannot be described in words. Although due to the development of modern technology, the originally clear lake water has inevitably been slightly polluted, but after a period of treatment, the current West Lake has once again restored its beauty that it has enjoyed for thousands of years.

scenery.

Boating on the lake is such a relaxing experience.

"Mr. Long, it's almost here. Let's do an experiment here. Have you inherited the ability of bullets to devour living creatures?" Song Jiang came behind Lin Feng and said in a questioning tone.

Lin Feng nodded, quickly took back the sword energy lingering around him, and said: "Okay, shall we start now?"

"Well! It's getting late, and the location here is very good." Song Jiang smiled and said, "I think this is the place!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jiang jumped into the lake. His feet stood firmly on the water, as if he were walking on flat ground.

The calm lake water did not even splash a single drop of water. When Song Jiang just fell, the lake surface started to ripple in shock, spreading in all directions.

Standing on sleep, Song Jiang's body began to slowly disappear, or in other words, his body turned into water, completely integrating with the West Lake.
Chapter completed!