Just a glance at each other just now, but it is also a mutual temptation of unspoken.

The head wanted to see Lin Fei's heels, and Lin Fei tried out the bottom of the head.

In Lin Fei's perception, the person in front of him like a scholar's head, the whole portrait was covered up by the fog, so that people could not see the truth. What can give him this feeling must be undoubtedly the Fa...

Although it is just the beginning of the Fa phase, the kind of breath fluctuates vigorously and powerfully, and it is naturally natural between every move. Obviously in the monastic career, he has never opportunistically opportunistically, step by step and walked over, forming a very solid foundation. Fully control your own temperament.

This kind of steady cultivation method is easy to say, but it requires great perseverance to do it. The monk's cultivation path is difficult and rugged. If there are any shortcuts, at least 80% of the monks can't bear the temptation. .

Li Beixing is one such example. When he is promoted in the future, he will definitely be in trouble...

In this comparison, the persistence of the head of the team is very precious, and it also has considerable benefits. At least his combat power must be more than one level higher than the real state.

Lin Fei estimated that if he handed him his hand, he would definitely not be able to win, even if it was tied, he could only guarantee that he could escape his life...

Of course, if he took out all the things hidden in his body at all costs, then the result would be said separately, but in this way, it is not necessary...

And the head of the head looked away from Lin Fei without changing his face, and then Li Beixing, who was staring at the front of his head, looked at it for a long while, and suddenly sighed: "I am wronged you..."

"Ah?" Li Beixing suddenly raised his head and looked stunned. What does this mean? I haven't admitted it yet. Master, what are you doing so politely?

Wait, is this ironic?

Thinking of this, Li Beixing suddenly hesitated.

However, the head of the team seemed to see what he was thinking, and smiled and said: "I mean, whether it's winning treasure or hurting people, it's just a battle between the disciples and the head of the Black Mountain. What you have done What's wrong? In the final analysis, my Lingyue faction is too weak, and those so-called big factions can't afford to lose before they come to make trouble. Well, since you have met me, hurry and go, and practice well in the future, until the limelight passes, I want to come back and come back."

"Master..." After hearing Feng Yuan's speech, Li Beixing was full of surprises. After being surprised, he felt sour when he went to his heart. Although his master was usually harsh, he still supported himself at this critical moment. It’s just that the pressure brought by the seven major schools must be shouldered by him...

"Oh, don’t worry about the teachers. My Lingyue School still has such a handcrafting technique. The Seven Schools can still be used, so it won’t be destroyed. It’s you. If you have a better chance in the future, you should pay more attention. Ling Yue School." The head smiled easily.

"Yes, the disciples must live up to the expectations of the master..." Li Beixing was moved with heart.

Lin Fei was watching the whole process. This leader had some meaning. He could stand up at this time and cover the wind and rain for his disciples. Even among the priests, this kind of responsibility is not uncommon. He can have such a solid state...

At this moment, the head patted Li Beixing on the shoulder, slightly comforted, and then suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Fei, his eyes soft and smiled and said, "You are fearless, should you be an outside disciple? Your identity?" I am also not interested in knowing that my apprentice is very upset and will depend on you to take care of you in the future. If you come back after a hundred years, I will give you a chance."

Lin Fei suddenly smiled and said: "You can take care of it, but I think you can continue to play like this. One hundred years later, when we come back, you may not be alive if you are alive."

Hearing this, Li Beixing froze for a moment. What does this mean?

Generally speaking, Franciscan monks have a life span of several thousand years, and their masters are in their prime, how can they not wait a hundred years in Lin Feikou?

No, no, there must be something wrong.

He quickly looked at the head with hope, hoping he could refute Lin Fei.

However, the head did not pay attention to him, but stared at Lin Fei for a long time, and suddenly said: "Who told you?"

"Is this still told by others? It's obvious at a glance." Lin Fei took it for granted.

The head immediately frowned, and his physical condition was the biggest secret of the Lingyue School. Even most elders didn't know that in Lin Fei's mouth, he could see it at a glance? If it is so easy to see through, he is bothered to keep secret...

"Master, what the **** is going on?" Hearing this, Li Beixing asked with a trembling voice. The master did not deny it just now. Is it true that Lin Fei was right, the master who raised himself, really only left The next hundred years of life?

For mortals, the century is very long and has been a lifetime, but for a solid, promising Franciscan monk, the century is just a flick, and this gap is simply unacceptable.

It’s just that the master was okay a few months ago. How can it be like this now?

Suddenly, Li Beixing remembered something, and exclaimed: "Are the people of the seven factions shot?"

The head shook his head and said: "Your master, although I am in the same state, there is still a little thin face in front of the seven major schools, so I won't be embarrassed to this point..."

"Then why..."

"Now that you know it, it's okay to tell you, but you mustn't divulge it..." The head of the manager said slightly silently.

Seeing Li Beixing swearing, his head sighed softly and slowly said: "No one hurt me, this is for the refiner."

"Refiner?" Li Beixing suddenly stunned, his Lingyue faction was a refining master, and his master was also a well-deserved master of refining, but what kind of treasures should he refining now, even his life must be taken?

Hearing this, Lin Fei suddenly interjected: "Related to this catastrophe?"

The head of the head nodded and said: "Yes, you should have heard that the seven factions swept the Phaeton out of bounds, looking for aura nodes everywhere, and expelled many schools. Although the Lingyue school will not suffer this kind of thing, it also Need to assume some responsibilities for refiners."

Lin Fei asked: "What magic weapon do they want you to refine?"

The head of the company avoided answering, but just smiled and said, "Hurry up and leave now. In the land of my Lingyue school, even if I meet someone from the seven schools, I can cover you up or two."

Inside and outside, the head apparently did not believe that Lin Fei could help him, but just urged them to leave.

Lin Fei did not mind, but just smiled, his palms spread forward, his palm suddenly flashed a ray of golden light, and three brilliant golden seals flew out of his hands.