Ling Feng became a local hero. Of course, this hero is worthy of his name and is far from comparable to others.

The treatment he enjoyed here was very high, exceeding that of the top 1,000 yuan. Although his life was comfortable and good, this was not the life he wanted.

Now his strength is already at the mid-stage level of the Demon Lord, but his practical experience is lacking. The most important thing is that he wants to find the Fatty Man.

In recent years, I don’t know if anyone knows in the cultivation world ascends, but this world is too big, and it is really difficult to find someone in the vast sea of ​​people.

Of course, if he is famous enough, it is almost the same. Maybe others can find him, but that...

After leaving the royal city, Ling Feng went to practice alone. After he was struggling in the valley for more than half a month, he left.

He came to a Feng Shui treasure land, and he was planning to establish a sect here. Only in this way can he gain his reputation.

However, it is still very difficult to build a sect. At least let others join you, you have to bring out good things to attract others.

The first thing was that Ling Feng first arranged a relatively simple formation to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, that is, the demonic energy of the Demon Immortal Realm.

After the formation was arranged, his magic crystal was almost consumed. What we need to do next is to change the surrounding landform.

Ling Feng used big methods to move several peaks away directly, and the houses were quickly built. After everything was done, it was already a month later.

Ling Feng was named Feng Lingge, just like the cultivation world, so that familiar people can come here and come.

Although there is a sect, he is still a commander who is barely in charge, not even a disciple who swept the floor.

Next, we have to recruit disciples and ask him to go there himself.

Ling Feng came to the nearest city here, found a place with a lot of people, put it on the stage, and Feng Ling Pavilion began to formally recruit people.

But no one passed by, and no one came to ask questions. Ling Feng sat down and stared at him.

"Huh? There is a sect that recruits people, let's go and take a look..." After seeing the sign, a group of men walked towards Ling Feng, clasped their fists and said, "Fellow Daoist, are you Feng Ling Pavilion recruiting people?"

When Ling Feng saw the visitor, he immediately felt energetic and hurriedly said, "Yes, my Fengling Pavilion is recruiting people. No matter what strength or background, you can save your life. Those with higher strength are preferred and there are many resources."

"Oh, then what good resources do you have in Fengling Pavilion? Why haven't I heard of it before? A four-star sect or a five-star?"

The man asked again.

Ling Feng smiled awkwardly and said, "This... I am the first master of Fengling Pavilion. As for resources... Ordinary disciples are fifty yuan a month, elite disciples are 100, and elders are above, it depends on their contributions."

After he finished speaking, many people left with a cut, but the few people who had asked before did not leave.

"You actually set up a sect yourself and still recruit people here?" the man couldn't help but smile.

Ling Feng said seriously: "Yes, I used to have a sect in the cultivation world, so I also want to build one here."

"Fellow Taoist, I can tell you clearly that if you want to establish a sect, you must have strong strength or strong resources. Do you have them?"

Ling Feng nodded and said, "Not now, there will be..."

He said this, and some people shook their heads and left in disappointment, obviously not optimistic about Ling Feng.

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and sat down immediately. Since these people were unwilling, he would not force them. Anyway, someone would come.

Not long after, some people came to ask, but after Ling Feng told the truth, they turned around and left, not talking nonsense.

A day passed just like that, and no one joined. Ling Feng sighed in his heart, but he was not discouraged.

Three days passed by, and Ling Feng sat on the stool and started dozing off. During these three days, no one joined, which made him a little discouraged. Why is this different from the cultivation world? It is so difficult to establish a sect? Is it necessary for him to destroy a sect and use it directly?

At this time, the sound of fighting came from the front, and the crowd immediately dispersed. Ling Feng glanced casually, without caring.

In the past three days, many people have been fighting in the streets, and they are even more jealous when they meet. Besides, no one cares about this city, so they naturally become unscrupulous when fighting.

But it shouldn't be absolutely necessary. The fighter came to his stall. The people who set up stalls around him had long been scared away, but Ling Feng was still sitting on the stool.

call out!

A short sword flew over, but after approaching his body, it was naturally bounced away by an invisible force, piercing through the wall with a sneer, and collapsed with a bang!

"Li Yang, you can't escape. Today I will use my own hands to separate your head!"

The man roared murderously, jumped up, kicked the man named Li Yang away, and just rolled under Ling Feng's feet.

Li Yang looked angry and coughed blood from his mouth. He wanted to get up, but his body was sore and weak.

"Hmph! Li Yang, you actually dare to kill our uncle. Such a ruthless person is not to be cherished!"

"I didn't. Uncle Master was not killed by me!" Li Yang roared angrily.

"Hmph, I'm going to explain to the King of Hell when you die..."

The man swept across the flying sword in his hand, and the powerful sword energy covered a radius of hundreds of meters. Li Yang's face was pale and he closed his eyes in despair.

boom!

The next moment, a deep breath swept out, directly shocking the man who took action, and at the same time, a calm voice sounded: "I want to kill someone elsewhere, this is my territory."

Li Yang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person behind him incredibly. He looked about the same age as him, but he was sitting on the stool with calm eyes without any emotion.

"Bah! We are from Liuyangmen. You can die quickly if you don't kneel down!"

Those people said in a cold tone.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "What a shit Liuyangmen, I have never heard of it. If you don't get out, I will have to send you one trip."

"You!" The blushing man was angry and was about to take action, but the person beside him pulled him and whispered in his ear.

The red-faced man took a deep breath and then said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, this person is a traitor from my Liuyang Sect. Please don't meddle in other people's business."

"oh."

Ling Feng said in a plain tone: "As long as it doesn't hinder me, then it's okay."

The few people looked happy and reached out and grabbed them.

"Senior, help me..." Li Yang knelt on the ground as if he had grabbed the life-saving straw: "I, Li Yang, no longer belongs to the Liuyang Sect. As long as I save my life, I am willing to be a cow and a horse!"

Ling Feng curled his lips and pointed to his sign: "Did you see what is written on it?"

Li Yang looked up and shook his body immediately, and immediately hit his head on the ground: "I, Li Yang, are willing to join Fengling Pavilion!"

At this time, the men's hands had already been grabbed, but before they could touch Li Yang's body, they were bounced away by a force.

"Get up, you will be my first disciple of Fengling Pavilion in the future." Ling Feng said calmly.

Li Yang showed joy on his face, but he couldn't get up now, and there were people behind him who wanted to kill him.

With Ling Feng holding his hand, Li Yang stood up automatically and threw it to the other party in a robe and magic weapon.

"This is my Fengling Pavilion clothing and identity card. I have no other rules in my Fengling Pavilion, but if anyone is bullied..."

"Senior, what do you mean?" said the men with a serious face.

"Get out, haven't you seen that Li Yang is already a disciple of Fengling Pavilion?" Ling Feng shouted coldly, and at the same time exuding powerful force, shocking the people.

Those people dared not speak out. They knew Ling Feng was so powerful that after recording the other person's appearance, they turned around and left.

Li Yang's whole body collapsed on the ground. He didn't expect that in the end, someone else would save his life.

"Take pills and heal your wounds well, and you will also recruit people here for your teacher."

Ling Feng threw him a medicine bottle and ignored it. He stuffed his headphones into his own and started listening to music, closing his eyes to bask in the sun.

Li Yang didn't know what Ling Feng was holding, but he still took the pill and began to heal his wounds.

After a while, some people came over. These people were too low in strength, and some did not even reach the level one demon, and they didn't even want one-star sects. However, Ling Feng wanted them all, and they didn't bother to be bad, for fear that no one would come over.

At night, Ling Feng took them back and asked Li Yang to come to find him at night.

The door opened, and Li Yang walked in carefully, lowering his head and did not dare to look directly at him.

Ling Feng asked the other party to sit down, and then asked the other party a few questions briefly. When he learned that the Liuyang Sect was not a two-star sect and the strongest one was only at the level of the Demon Lord, Ling Feng felt relieved.

It's just a little demon king, and he can't kill many of them with a slap in the face now.

The next day, Ling Feng recruited people as usual, and for some reason, many people joined. By the end of the day, there were almost twenty people.

More than 20 people are probably not enough for those big sects to cook, but for Ling Feng, these people are not easy to get. After returning, they must train them to become top masters.

"Master...the people from Liuyangmen are here!"

Li Yang said in a trembling voice, his legs began to tremble in fear.

"What are you afraid of? Your master is here, just a small Liuyang Gate."

Ling Feng shook his head, got up and walked out. Outside the gate, he saw a group of people rushing over angrily.

"Who is the manager of Feng Lingge? Let him get out for me!" an old man shouted.

"In broad daylight, whose dog is barking."

Ling Feng hugged his arms in front of him and said lazily.

"Boy is looking for death, I crush your head!" The old man was extremely furious and grabbed Ling Feng's head with sharp fingers.

Bang!

Ten fingers broke at the same time, and the old man was stunned, and then a painful scream came from his mouth.

Ling Feng slapped him out, and the huge force directly slapped the other party into mud. A master of magic fairy died like this, and the streets were silent.
Chapter completed!