Yunhai Sect is thousands of miles away from Yangzhou City. Even though Qianli Xue can travel thousands of miles in a day, it still took Lin Feng ten days to arrive.

However, these ten days were not wasted by Lin Feng. He traveled across the vast territory. Lin Feng had never had such a passionate feeling in his previous life. Unknowingly, his state of mind was broken through. In terms of martial arts, he successfully entered the seventh level of the Qi Martial Realm. It was a matter of course. In addition, the ninth level of martial arts was also cultivated to the last level, the ninth level of One Wave!

Today, Lin Feng has a powerful strength of nearly 8,500 kilograms, which is extremely powerful.

Yunhai Sect is located on Yunhai Peak, the main peak of the Yunhai Mountains. Yunhai Peak is not the highest peak in the mountain range, but it covers a vast area. Looking from the sky to the ground, you can see that Yunhai Peak is like a city in the mountains, surrounded by the eight tallest peaks of Tongtian Peak. It has excellent Feng Shui. In Jiuxiao Continent, Feng Shui is luck.

"Stop, dismount and move forward." At the foot of the mountain, two disciples guarding the mountain stopped Lin Feng and shouted coldly.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, pointed to the figure riding a horse in front of him and said, "Why didn't I see you stop him?"

"Hmph." One of them sneered: "How come you are a loser who was almost beaten to death compared to other people's inner disciples?"

It turned out that it was because of his status and strength. Lin Feng smiled. The Yunhai Sect's mountain guarding disciples were just decorations. They were all outer disciples like him. If there were guests coming, they would go and notify the sect. There was no right to stop them. They were just handymen, let alone the sect disciples who were riding horses.

"Weak people will be bullied." Lin Feng sneered. Instead of dismounting, he flicked the reins and Qianli Xue roared forward.

"You trash, how dare you." The two of them yelled at the same time, trying to stop them, but they saw Lin Feng's fists coming out, and a surging force suddenly came, knocking them away.

"If there is a next time, I will destroy your cultivation." Lin Feng roared past on horseback. Only by showing his strength can he have the right to speak. The two mountain guarding disciples got up and looked at Lin Feng's leaving figure in shock. Then they smiled bitterly. Even the trash was stronger than them. No wonder they were just mountain guarding disciples.

In Yunhai Sect, most of the young people aged fifteen or sixteen are at the sixth or seventh level of the Qi Martial Realm, which is considered to have ordinary qualifications, while the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm is considered excellent. As for the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, they can be called geniuses and are focused on by the sect. As for martial arts cultivators who can set foot in the Lingwu Realm at the age of fifteen or sixteen, they can be considered top geniuses in the entire Xueyue Kingdom.

Contrary to those geniuses, if he is still at the fifth level of the Qi Martial Realm at the age of fifteen, it can only be said that his qualifications are low, and he is the worst talented person in Yunhai Sect. Therefore, Lin Feng got the name of a waste and was ridiculed by others.

The news of Lin Feng's return quickly spread among the outer disciples of the Yunhai Sect. He, a 'waste', was quite famous in the Yunhai Sect. Walking in the Yunhai Sect, Lin Feng saw various expressions on the faces of the people around him. He turned a deaf ear and walked straight towards the Yunhai Sect's Xingchen Pavilion.

Xingchen Pavilion is the place where Yunhai Sect stores their martial arts and martial arts. Many disciples of the sect go to Xingchen Pavilion every day, and today is no exception.

"Lin Feng." A voice came. Lin Feng stopped and turned his eyes. Then he saw a young man with a cold expression.

"You are so lucky, you are not dead yet." The young man was Lin Heng, Lin Haoran's eldest son, who took Lin Feng's life last time.

Lin Feng glanced at Lin Heng and sneered in his heart. He was only at the eighth level of Qi Martial Realm. Now, with the seventh level of Qi Martial Realm and the ninth level of waves, he was not inferior to his opponent in the slightest. As long as he practiced one or two more sets of martial arts, he was sure to defeat Lin Heng.

Therefore, Lin Feng ignored Lin Heng and entered the Star Pavilion directly to improve his strength first and then take revenge.

"Next time, I will definitely make you die so hard." Lin Heng saw Lin Feng ignoring him, and a cold murderous intention flashed in his eyes.

There was an old man in front of the Xingchen Pavilion, sitting there casually with lazy eyes.

"Senior." Lin Feng bowed slightly to the old man. Although the man was just an old man guarding the pavilion and was very inconspicuous, he was the only one guarding such an important place as the Star Pavilion. It was obvious that the man was not as simple as he seemed. He was just like the sweeping monk of the Sutra Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple in a TV series in his previous life. He was unfathomable. How could Lin Feng, who had lived in two lifetimes, not understand it.

The old man's lazy eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Lin Feng in surprise, then nodded to Lin Feng: "At the seventh level of Qi martial arts, you can only choose exercises and martial arts on the first floor of Xingchen Pavilion, with a maximum of two sets."

"Understood." Lin Feng responded. The Star Pavilion is divided into three floors. Qi Martial Realm disciples do not have inner gate tokens, so they can only choose the exercises and martial arts on the first floor.

The exercises and martial arts on the first floor of Xingchen Pavilion are all yellow-level, but there are a lot of them. Here you can find the exercises and martial arts that are most suitable for your practice. This is the foundation of the sect, and it is not something that the Lin family can match.

Lin Feng didn't need the martial arts at the moment, so he mainly looked for them on the bookshelf where martial arts were placed.

"Seven Killing Fist, seven kills with one punch, suitable for practicing by system martial spirit owners."

"Hurricane Slash uses the power of wind to turn into a wind blade attack. It is suitable for practice by wind martial spirit owners."

"Manniu Jue, a top-grade yellow-level technique, suitable for practice by owners of beast-type martial arts spirits."

Lin Feng looked at the martial arts in his hands, and then put them down. His martial soul was a dark martial soul, which could enhance all qualities of martial arts, including the ability to comprehend. Therefore, there were no restrictions for him. He could practice any martial arts. This was the abnormality of the dark martial soul, so he hoped to find powerful martial arts.

"The Qingfeng Sword Technique, the sword is like the breeze, light and elegant, pervasive, suitable for cultivation by sword martial spirit owners."

Lin Feng's eyes paused for a moment. He longed for the pleasure and revenge of traveling through the world with a sword, so he had indescribable emotions towards the sword. However, this set of Qingfeng swordsmanship did not seem to be what he wanted.

"The sword-drawing technique is like thunder. It kills with one strike. It is suitable for sword-type martial soul owners to practice."

"Sword drawing technique." Lin Feng stopped. This sword drawing technique seems to be different from other sword techniques. The last thing a swordsman wants is the moment of drawing the sword, because it delays the time and affects the sword draw. However, the sword drawing technique emphasizes that the sword must be drawn to kill, and the sword must be bloody. The sword is most powerful at the moment when the sword is drawn. Missing a hit means failure.

Moreover, the art of sword drawing is not divided into several levels like other martial arts. There is only one level, one action, drawing the sword and killing people. Those who achieve the ultimate level will draw the sword and drink blood.

"That's it." Lin Feng put away the sword-drawing technique, and then prepared to choose a Qinggong movement. After all, he could guarantee a one-hit kill every time. If he failed, with good movement and martial arts, he could escape instantly and gain buffer time. Moreover, walking on the waves and flying over the wall were the dreams of every person on earth!

Lin Feng then chose a set of martial arts skills called Floating Light. After practicing to the strongest level, he could make his body appear as if it were floating light, only seeing shadows but no one.

Lin Feng, who had made a good harvest, took the two martial arts books to the old man guarding the pavilion to register them.

"Sword Drawing Technique." The old man whispered and said: "Young man, this is the first time that the sword drawing technique has been selected by others. You have to know that if someone else has already drawn their sword, but you draw it, it is difficult for you to be faster than the opponent. And if you are not fast enough, the outcome is already doomed. It can be said that this martial arts is very strong when you practice it, but the requirements are too high. You have to be extremely fast, faster than any opponent, in order to kill with one blow."

"I understand." Lin Feng knew that the other party was reminding him with good intentions. If the sword was not drawn quickly enough, the sword drawing technique would not only fail to draw the sword and drink blood, but would have the opposite effect and put him in danger.

"As long as you know it clearly, it's better not to use it randomly if you're not sure. This fleeting glimpse is actually a good body and martial arts skill." The old man didn't say much and helped Lin Feng register. After all, the martial arts skills selected in Xingchen Pavilion must be returned within a month and cannot affect other sect disciples who want to practice.

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Lin Feng took over the martial arts skills and then respectfully thanked the old man.

"Yes." The old man nodded with a smile: "This soft sword can be used as a belt. It is of no use to me. You can play with it."

"Don't thank me. The old man can't bear it. Go and practice." When the old man saw Lin Feng, he wanted to thank Lin Feng again and waved with a smile.

Lin Feng touched his head, kept his gratitude in his heart, and drew his sword skills. If paired with a soft sword that could be hung on the waist, the chance of a surprise and a one-shot kill would be greatly increased.

Lin Feng smiled and nodded at the old man, and then left.

"I haven't seen such an interesting young man for a long time." The old man whispered, and then returned to his lazy look. Today's young people are only focusing on practicing to improve their strength, becoming more and more impetuous, and have long forgotten basic etiquette.