Lin Feng chased behind the people of the Society of the Strong Gale. As he walked he took out an old book from his chest when his two disciples weren't paying attention, tearing out a page and throwing it on the ground, leaving a mark and pointing the way for the pursuers of the House of the Marquis of Xuanji.
"Master, why are we following behind them sneakily like this?" Xiao Yan asked in confusion: "Can't you just directly go up and save them?"
Lin Feng said with a calm expression: "Their every movement is in my eyes. Right now I'm not in a hurry to act, it's because I want to observe for a bit, see just what kind of willpower this new junior brother of yours has."
"See how he will perform under this kind of disadvantageous and dangerous situation."
Lin Feng smiled as he looked at Xiao Yan: "Even you, I've also seriously observed you before. If it wasn't for you still persevering and not giving up under adverse circumstances, I wouldn't have taken you in as my disciple."
Xiao Yan also smiled, nodding his head in belief and didn't say anything else.
Suddenly thinking of something, Lin Feng asked: "Little Yan, that monk you guys met, did he manage to cultivate the Fury of the Acala?"
Lin Feng only has the first half of the Art of Acala, even though he can cultivate it according to the law but there is a limit. Also he can't cultivate the supreme ability of this dao technique, the Fury of the Acala.
Xiao Yan only thought that Lin Feng wanted to teach him the dao technique step by step, so he didn't have any suspicions. Right now hearing Lin Feng ask him he answered: "I'm not sure, we alerted the patrolling soldiers and surrounded that monk. Afterwards he only managed to break out of the encirclement by activating a terrifying azure flame."
"Mana true flames refined from normal fire dao techniques are all orange-yellow. According to the records of the Art of Acala, the Fury of the Acala should be milky white." Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows in confusion: "The flame that the monk emitted was azure, but the dao technique he cultivates is definitely the Art of Acala."
Lin Feng came to a conclusion after thinking for a moment: "The Art of Acala that the monk cultivates is not complete, moreover it should be missing the most important introduction."
The content of the dao technique naturally becomes more profound the further it goes but at the beginning of the [Art of Acala] there are a few general scriptures that outline the main points, it looks simple but it is actually the foundation of the entire dao technique.
Missing these sections of scripture, even if the dao techniques at the back are complete, it is very easy for people to walk in the wrong direction when they cultivate. Even if they successfully cultivate the entire Art of Acala, it will be like a castle in the air without a good foundation, on the verge of collapse.
Even though Lin Feng didn't have the contents of the second half of the Art of Acala, but the first half was incomparably complete, not a single word was missing. Xiao Yan was also meticulous in his cultivation.
That monk spent his entire life studying the Art of Acala, naturally he could tell at a glance that the Art of Acala that Xiao Yan cultivates contains the general scripture, therefore he covetously tried to capture Xiao Yan.
After Xiao Yan heard this he smiled and asked: "Master, the Art of Acala that I cultivate is also not complete, when will you pass the second half to me as well?"
Lin Feng smiled saying: "Don't bite off more than you can chew, first learn what you have now."
After sending off Xiao Yan Lin Feng laughed coldly in his heart: "Touch my disciple, steal my technique? Damn baldy, let's see who steals who. "
This group of people from the Society of the Strong Gale have clearly been hiding in the hinterlands of the Zhou Dynasty for a long time. Not only are they familiar with the nearby terrain, they even buried a lot of hidden support and have a complete retreat route and plan.
But with Lin Feng continuously pointing the way, their tracks were clearly exposed. In less than three days time the pursuers from the House of the Marquis of Xuanji have already bitten their tail.
Even though their position hasn't been locked on, the pursuers have already surrounded them from all directions, blocking the people of the Society of the Strong Gale in a mountain range and continuously shrinking the encirclement.
Lin Feng brought his two disciples and also became more and more cautious, hiding their tracks to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
In the mountain forest a group of people and horses quickly passed through, the leader was a bald old man with a hooked nose and deep eye sockets, looking like a vulture.
The bald old man suddenly stopped, the people behind him also stopped. The old man's cold gaze scanned the surroundings, but he didn't discover anything.
A person behind him asked in a low voice: "Old Vulture, is something wrong?"
Old Vulture's gaze flickered, he was silent. Suddenly a piece of white bone flew out of his sleeve.
That seems to be the thigh bone of some animal, pure white like jade, sparkling and translucent. The end of the bone club is incomparably thick, looking like a hammer.
The bone club flew into the air, growing as it faced the wind. Originally it was only a foot long, but in the end it became a dozen meters long and as thick as a water bucket. A thick murderous aura rushed out from the bone club, intimidating all living beings in the forest and making them feel a death-like fear.
Old Vulture waved his hand, the bone club flew up, bringing with it a thunder-like howl, hitting a small mountain in the distance.
With a loud rumble, the enormous mountain peak was directly smashed to pieces by the enormous bone club. Countless mountain rocks rumbled and rolled down the mountain, dust flying everywhere covering the sky and covering the sun.
The bone club flew back to Old Vulture's head, once again changing back to a foot long and returning to Old Vulture's sleeve.
Seeing everyone look at him, Old Vulture snorted: "I keep on feeling that someone was spying on us just now, looks like I was being overly suspicious, let's go."
The group of people once again went on their way, disappearing into the dense mountain forest.
On a mountain next to the shattered mountain peak, Lin Feng and his disciple restrained their aura. After watching the bald old man's group leave, Xiao Yan let out a sigh of relief: "That old ghost is a foundation establishment stage cultivator right?"
Lin Feng nodded his head, he's not worried that he would be discovered, the key is that Xiao Yan and Xiao Budian can very easily expose their tracks.
"However, it doesn't matter even if we expose ourselves a bit." Lin Feng snickered.
The bald old man doesn't know that their group is actually already very close to the people of the Society of the Strong Gale, the old man's actions will definitely alarm the other party.
Sure enough, a moment later intense mana fluctuations came from the valley in front of them.
Lin Feng's group of three approached over, and saw that in a dried-up river valley, Old Vulture's group of people were surrounding a grey-clothed man in the middle and currently fighting intensely.
Old Vulture's bone club once again became a dozen meter long giant club sweeping up and down. With him as the main force, the group of cultivators all used all kinds of spells, surrounding the grey-clothed man and giving him a good beating.
Xiao Yan and Xiao Budian looked at each other, simultaneously lowering their voices and saying: "Master, that grey-clothed guy is the monk that intercepted us back then!"
Lin Feng looked over, the grey-clothed man has a head full of spiky short hair, on the top of his head there are six faintly discernible ring scars.
Even though he's at a disadvantage, this person is still calm and unruffled, light green flames emitted from his body, burning fiercely.
The spells released by the other party, as soon as they come into contact with the green flames they are immediately burnt to nothing. There are people who also use fire spells to attack him, but the green flames are really too domineering, even the red-yellow flames of the raging fire are burned together as fuel.
The group of people besieged for a long time, the grey-clothed monk's green flames instead fought more and more fiercely, the fire grew bigger and bigger.
Only Old Vulture's bone club magic item can pose a threat to the grey-clothed monk, even the green flames can't block it, forcing the grey-clothed monk to have no choice but to dodge.
While Old Vulture controlled the magic item he spoke to disturb the grey-clothed monk's mind: "Big monk, those people of the Society of the Strong Gale keeping you to cover the rear is clearly using you as cannon fodder. Only you're stupid enough to believe what they say."
The grey-clothed monk Hui Ku was a bit angry from embarrassment. He volunteered to stay behind to cover the rear originally wanting to show off his skills, who knew that he would instead be entangled by the opponent. Like this how can he make those people of the Society of the Strong Gale believe him?
Hui Ku said in his heart: "After this I must capture that brat I met that day. If I can cultivate the true Fury of the Unraging Wisdom King then why would I have to go through so much effort?"
While he was thinking a streak of sword light suddenly flew over from afar, chopping down towards Hui Ku's head. The green flames were actually completely unable to block it.
Hui Ku was greatly shocked, dodging to the side. The sword light missed and cut onto a mountain behind Hui Ku, actually completely cutting the mountain in half. The huge mountain top tumbled down, amidst the loud rumbling the earth shook and the mountains shook like an earthquake.
After the mountain top fell, the cut surface of the mountain top was as smooth as a mirror. Lin Feng who was hiding on the side frowned slightly as he saw this: "What a strong sword cultivator. His own cultivation is at the foundation establishment stage and he even has a high quality flying sword."
A black-clothed swordsman appeared on the field, his dark gaze staring at Hui Ku.
Hui Ku looked at the black-clothed swordsman, but his attention didn't dare to place on him alone. Out of the corner of his eyes he glanced in another direction. Sure enough a white-robed middle-aged man slowly walked out of the forest, dressed like a scholar but the vast mana fluctuations around his body shows that he is a foundation establishment stage cultivator of the same level as the black-clothed swordsman and Old Vulture.
"Who would've thought that the remnants of the Great Thunder Temple would actually mix together with the Society of the Strong Gale." The white-robed scholar clicked his tongue in wonder. While sizing up Hui Ku he raised his hand and shot out several beams of white light. The white light flew into the air and exploded, turning into a curtain of light that enveloped the nearby mountains.
Hui Ku looked at him coldly. The white-robed scholar smiled casually: "I've already sealed off the surrounding area with a formation, you won't be able to escape."
Finishing, he, the black-clothed swordsman and Old Vulture, the three of them stood in a triangular formation, surrounding Hui Ku in the middle. The other qi disciple stage cultivators were scattered around the perimeter.
Lin Feng frowned as he looked, the cultivation of these three people are all around the same level as Hui Ku. Three against one, don't even mention escaping for Hui Ku, being able to drag one of them down with him is already pretty good.
Most likely, he'll even be captured alive.
Right when Lin Feng was thinking, he suddenly saw a hint of a sinister smile appear on Hui Ku's face that doesn't match his identity as a monk at all.
The grey-clothed monk chuckled saying: "The ones that won't be able to escape are you guys." Before his voice even landed, Hui Ku raised both his hands. 24 specks of light flew into the air, forming a wondrous formation.
Lin Feng's expression changed slightly, he felt an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation from within that formation. This kind of threat that touches the soul, he also felt it before from that golden elixir period elder of the Blaze Sword Sect.
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