Chapter 4269 The City of Frost!

Not long after, Ling Feng recalled Jianlu and the others. After everyone gathered, he immediately opened the transmission channel of the East Emperor Bell and teleported directly back to Yanlong Island.

As for the only puppet "Tiger Baby" left behind by Wu Daozi, although it is only a puppet, it is after all the highest masterpiece created by the master Wu Daozi's lifelong efforts.

To a certain extent, it almost has intelligence and emotions comparable to humans, and is not just an obedient puppet.

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Feng decided to bring "Tiger Baby" back to Yanlong Island.

At first, it would be too lonely to leave him in this lonely villa.

Secondly, there are many top forging masters of the Tianjing clan on Yanlong Island, and they should be quite interested in the humanoid puppet Huwa.

After a while.

In the residence of the General Secretary of Yanlong Island, a dim light flashed, and Ling Feng had brought Yu Bingqing and others back to his base camp.

The next moment, after Ling Feng and Yu Bingqing exchanged a few words, their figures flew out of the room and looked for the aura of the chief priest.

Soon, he arrived at the largest martial arts square on the island. He saw groups of square formations below, and hundreds of disciples were practicing. A chilling aura came towards him.

Ling Feng nodded secretly. The chief priest had trained the disciples on the island quite well.

After all, most of the original members on the island were pirates with mediocre qualifications. Although the Youlan Sea Clan and Tianjing Clan were later added, they were not actually high-level bloodlines.

In terms of personal combat capabilities, they can never be compared with those proud men.

But the formations taught to them by the chief priest were enough to surround and kill ordinary geniuses.

Seeing that the originally loose members were now looking high-spirited, Ling Feng was secretly glad that he had brought the chief commander back to Yanlong Island.

The new Saofeng Camp now has a completely different look.

As for the original members of the Sin Priests, although they have not yet fully integrated with the original members of Sao Feng Camp, they basically get along fairly well under the constraints of the Archbishop and the Sin Priests of each temple.

In addition, the island-protecting barrier renovated by Dai Sijiao gathered all the spiritual energy from the surrounding sea onto Yantaki Island.

Now Yanlong Island has almost turned into an overseas fairyland and a fairyland on earth.

Everywhere you look, you can see the backwardness and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

"Not bad!"

Ling Feng clapped softly and applauded, "Everyone practiced well! Great progress!"

With the chief priest's cultivation, he had naturally noticed Ling Feng's aura. He raised his hand and motioned to the disciples below to continue practicing. He immediately flew in front of Ling Feng and bowed to him, "See Mr. Chief Si!"

Ling Feng quickly raised his hand to support the chief priest and said with a wry smile: "Senior, you don't have to be so polite!"

The chief priest lowered his voice and said solemnly: "The chief commander is not on the island all the year round. The disciples only know how to respect me and fear me. Over time, wouldn't it be confusing the hierarchy. You are the chief commander of Xiaofeng Camp. This must be allowed to everyone. The disciples have it firmly rooted in their hearts.”

"hehe……"

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, then quickly changed the subject and said, "Please pay attention!"

The Archbishop said with a serious face: "Since I have promised my master to follow you, I will naturally do my best in everything!"

Ling Feng suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. The Archbishop was indeed a capable and loyal person.

It's just that sometimes, it's a little too serious.

"Senior, this makes me, Commander-in-Chief Sao Feng, ashamed."

Ling Feng raised his eyes and looked at the chief priest, "Senior looks like he is about to be promoted to the immortal realm."

"I have indeed had some enlightenment recently, but the threshold of immortality is not so easy to cross."

The Archbishop took a deep breath, shook his head and sighed: "I am already at this age, and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough after all. I can't compare with you, the young genius, Master Chief!"

"Senior is so complimentary."

Ling Feng waved his hands repeatedly and said with a modest smile: "Speaking of which, I have recently refined some elixirs, which may be helpful to you, senior."

With that said, Ling Feng took out several bottles of elixirs from the Naling Ring and handed them to the chief priest.

"With these pills, we should be able to help seniors break through as soon as possible."

Ling Feng smiled and handed over the elixir. Of course, he also wanted to use the Broken Catastrophe that the Archbishop had broken through to further condense the Eye of Punishment.

This can also be regarded as a mutually beneficial process.

"Thank you, Mr. Souji!"

The Archbishop didn't shirk it. He knew Ling Feng's alchemy attainments. Since the elixir Ling Feng took out, it was naturally not an ordinary product.

"By the way, where is that boy from Shifang? I came back this time mainly to find him."

Ling Feng blinked and asked.

"Both he and Jing Xiang went into seclusion to practice. They competed with each other, and their progress was quite good."

The Chief Commander looked at Ling Feng intently, "What? Does the Chief Commander want to find Shifang to forge new weapons?"

"That's not..."

Ling Feng soon briefly told the chief priest about his previous encounter with Tianjiao Wu Daozi.

"It turns out that the blacksmith who refined the accompanying heavenly weapons of the Tiandao clan into the imperial weapons was actually from the lineage of the Craftsman Temple!"

The Archbishop's face condensed, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, "I never expected that Wu Daozi would actually be willing to die in order to atone for his sins..."

"Actually, the Artisan Temple lineage is not to be blamed for this. If we are to blame, we can only blame Yi Ting, that scumbag who is so insane!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists, with a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"It's a pity that the Artisan Temple lineage may have completely declined."

The Archbishop sighed softly.

There are two groups of divine craftsmen in this world. One of them, the Tianjing clan, relies more on their own bloodline talent.

But in the Temple of Craftsman, everyone is a natural blacksmith with great talents!

It would be a pity if the lineage of the Craftsman Temple was completely lost in the long river of time with the fall of Wu Daozi.

"That's not necessarily the case."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and took out the jade slip that Wu Daozi left for him. "When I come back this time, I want to hand over the inheritance of senior Wu Daozi to Shifang. That boy has been a member of the Tianjing clan for thousands of years." The most outstanding blacksmithing genius will become the best craftsman in the world if he receives the inheritance of the Craftsman Temple!"

"Hahaha!"

When the chief priest heard this, he immediately smiled.

Now Ju Shifang is his direct disciple.

Naturally, he was deeply gratified that this disciple would have a bright future.

"Okay, I'm going to find that kid out right now!"

If the chief minister is vigorous and resolute, he must take action.

“If Shifang is in retreat, it’s best not to disturb her.”

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, and handed the jade slip directly to the hands of the chief priest, "Senior, you can hand it over on my behalf. I still have to continue to take care of the affairs on the island. I have to go to the Ice Abyss next. sea.”

The Chief Archbishop took a deep look at Ling Feng and said, "As Master Chief Si said, did Yi Ting actually build the Black Tower of the God in the Sea of ​​Ice Abyss?"

"Um."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, "I have obtained a rough map of the sea. I believe it will not be difficult to find."

The Archbishop's eyes narrowed and he said solemnly: "I'm afraid this trip will be extremely dangerous and full of crises. Why don't you let me accompany the Chief Sire on the trip."

"No, Senior Archbishop, you should still stay on the island and continue to improve the overall strength of Sao Feng Camp. When the day comes when the war with Yi Ting actually begins, Sao Feng Camp's amazing troops will definitely be able to frighten both the immortal and demon realms!"

Ling Feng took a deep look at the Archbishop and continued: "Now there are two Broken Powerhouses from the Xantian Wind Clan beside me. With them here, senior, you can rest assured."

"No wonder I sensed several other powerful auras before. When I came to Yanlong Island with you, Mr. Souji, it turned out to be a master of the Wind Clan."

The chief minister then nodded and gave up, "That's fine, since the chief minister has an order, I must obey it!"

…

Half a day later.

Ling Feng and his party arrived at Shuangrong City, the last city in the extreme north of the Tianchu Thunder Territory.

Further north of this city is the infamous Ice Abyss Sea.

Even before the Xuntian Lei Clan issued the sea ban order, few monks were willing to set foot in this sea area.

After all, within the scope of the Ice Abyss Sea, not only is it bone-chilling, but the entire sea area is also filled with mysterious cold thunder.

Once you accidentally fall into the sea water, not only will the cold air corrode you, but the terrifying Xuanyin Cold Thunder can quickly dissolve the magic power in the monk's Dantian.

And in this case, facing those extremely ferocious sea beasts in the ice abyss sea, death is almost certain.

Even his companions did not dare to rescue him easily.

Otherwise, it is basically a dead end.

"call……"

Yu Bingqing let out a breath of cold air, looked at the situation around her, and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "This place is really sparsely populated. The total population is probably not as large as Yanlong Island, right?"

There were not many pedestrians on the desolate streets, and there were even very few high-level monks.

After all, the environment in Shuangrong City is already harsh, and they cannot go out to sea to catch sea beasts. If they stay here to practice, there is basically no way out.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "Let's go, let's go around to find out some information about the Ice Abyss Sea. Also, see if we can find a monk who is familiar with that sea area as a guide."

These people, including Fairy Qingsuo, knew nothing about the situation in the Ice Abyss Sea.

Going to sea rashly is not a wise move.

In a sea area like the Ice Abyss, there must be many deep-sea overlord-level beings.

Even though Ling Feng already had broken cultivation, he didn't want to cause too much unnecessary trouble.

"Um!"

Fairy Qingsuo nodded in agreement, "It would be great if we could find a guide who is familiar with the sea of ​​ice abyss."

"Then let's split up for the time being!"

Ling Feng said, pulling Yu Bingqing and pointing to the west of the city, "We will go to the west of the city, and you will go to the south of the city. We will meet here in two hours."

…

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.

Ling Feng returned to the place early to wait, but saw Fairy Qingsuo and Qingluan coming back dejectedly.

Judging from their appearance, I knew they must have found nothing.

Not to mention going to sea, just mentioning the sea of ​​​​ice, everyone in the city seemed to have seen a ghost, and no one was willing to mention a word more.

To the people of Shuangrong City, that sea area is a forbidden land of death.

Even if a few people are willing to say a few more words, they still say "Sea of ​​Death" and advise them to give up the idea of ​​going to sea.

After two hours, the teams on both sides naturally gained nothing.

"Why……"

Fairy Qingsuo sighed softly, "It seems that it is almost impossible to find a guide. Moreover, although Shuangrong City is close to the sea, it does not even have a port. It seems that there should be no ships. ”

"It's easy to talk about ships."

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed. His God Eater can naturally withstand the Xuanyin Cold Thunder of the Ice Abyss Sea.

"If it really doesn't work, I have no choice but to bite the bullet!"

Now that the situation on the battlefield outside the territory is changing rapidly, he still needs to rescue Empress Qingluo as soon as possible, and then join forces with the Xantian Wind Clan to dismantle Yi Ting's conspiracy.

At this moment, suddenly, a hoarse voice came from behind, "Are you...are you going to the Sea of ​​Ice Abyss?"

Ling Feng looked intently and saw that an old man in ragged clothes, unkempt hair, and a haggard appearance followed the two Fairies Qing Suo.

The old man probably had a level of cultivation at the level of an Immortal. In a place like Shuangrong City, he stood out from the crowd.

It’s hard to imagine how such a monk at the level of an Immortal could live in such misery?

"Your Excellency?"

Ling Feng stared at the old man. Fairy Qingsuo's vigilance was still a little low, and she was followed all the way without even realizing it.

Of course, it could also be that he was just an Immortal, posing no threat to her at all, so that she subconsciously ignored him.

"I heard you were looking for a guide to the sea before? You are going to the Sea of ​​Ice Abyss, right?"

A trace of eagerness appeared on the old man's face, "Me! I am very familiar with the Sea of ​​Ice Abyss. I can help you! And, in this Shuangrong City, I am the only one who can help you!" (End of Chapter)