Despite their thoughts, none of them spoke first. Yu didn't care at all and didn't know what she was thinking, while Lin Feng and Zhang Sheng didn't want to be the first to speak.
The teammates this time were all quite strong... but because they all had power, none of them easily submitted to the others... Lin Feng sighed inwardly. He needed some time of his own, after all, he still had this body of mycelium to deal with. If Ironclad 99 hadn't helped him on the way, he wouldn't have been able to keep up with these people so smoothly.
Li Xuan has a very impulsive personality, or rather, the current Li Xuan is not easy to communicate with. He exudes an indescribable sense of being out of control. Regardless of whether there is a possibility of cooperation in the future, no one is willing to open a door for the other at this time.
Furthermore, Li Xuan is too unstable, and suddenly speaking out could very well cause trouble.
Fang Qian's breathing was steady. She had seen the other person lose focus a few times along the way, but overall she was not much different from them.
No rush, there's enough time... Lin Feng walked to a stone mill and sat down, shifting his focus to the present moment.
Running away isn't the solution. If possible, it would be better to find surviving locals or places where normal people gather, and investigate the changes in this world. This is much more planned than aimlessly fleeing and attacking impulsively.
Besides, in a place like this, who knows what you might encounter, or what strange place you might stumble into.
Perhaps they'll be lucky enough to discover something, but given the surrounding environment and the burned-down village before them... things might not turn out well. Their only clue connecting them to normal people is the young man in the thin monk's hands.
Disaster...
Taking a control panel out of his ring, Lin Feng switched to the perspective of the mechanical dog he had left on the road.
The group of believers was more than 20 kilometers away from them, and at their current pace, it would take them about half an hour to reach the village.
"They expect to catch up with us in 20 minutes."
Lin Feng reduced the number slightly, and while everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their tense nerves twitched violently a few times. Li Xuan, who was leaning against a wall, became even more violent.
"Go back! I want to go back!" Li Xuan gritted his teeth. "Can't the five of us kill him?"
Killing the skinny monk... might not actually kill him.
Lin Feng didn't look up, his eyes fixed on the screen in his hand.
Zhang Sheng, his body hunched over, slipped into a collapsed house, leaving only Fang Qian's slightly bright gaze behind.
A very persuasive idea flashed through Li Xuan's mind: "We can capture him, find out about the surrounding forces, find out about the Divine Dragon Sect, and find out who the number one in the world is?"
Those who dare to enter into mandatory missions naturally possess absolute confidence, but...
"How was it?" Seemingly having regained some of his confidence, Li Xuan looked at everyone expectantly.
"Can."
A voice suddenly came, and Lin Feng looked up to meet Li Xuan's surprised gaze: "However, I don't recommend that everyone go."
Raising the control panel in his hand, he continued, "I didn't find the skinny monk among the pursuing cult members, nor were there any horsemen among them. They are likely resting inside the City God Temple."
“These followers cannot be killed by ordinary methods, and the skinny monk may have similar abilities... I suggest we go around to the rear, send a few people out to test their strength, and then make a more detailed plan.”
Li Xuan's eyes lit up. He had a good grasp of Lin Feng's plan; running away like this was not his style.
"Okay." Zhang Sheng nodded.
“Okay.” Fang Qian then agreed with Lin Feng’s suggestion.
"Who's coming with me?" Li Xuan asked, his expression growing even more excited, as if he were ready to rush back at the slightest provocation.
"I'm in charge of monitoring the battlefield," Lin Feng said, continuing to shake the control panel in his hand.
Zhang Sheng turned his gaze away, inwardly grumbling. When it comes to testing, participants from the technology side are the most suitable, but facing this strange enemy, Lin Feng had already tested the firearms and explosives once, so there was no need to continue testing.
“We…” Li Xuan was about to say four, but seeing Yu emerge from behind a broken window, he blurted out a “three”: “Three?”
Ghost Shadow is a troublesome person, and he doesn't want to get entangled with him if anything unexpected happens.
Fang Qian followed Li Xuan's gaze to the jade crawling out of the rubble, naturally avoiding any attempt to provoke it. Finally, only Zhang Sheng remained, coldly replying, "Hmm..."
"There's a large mountain range 5 kilometers ahead. We can use the terrain to buy time." Lin Feng pointed to their left, and after a moment's thought, added, "The terrain here is treacherous. We can use the cliffs to escape their scent tracking... After you make your move, I can continue to lead them around the area to prevent them from turning back."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sheng stood up decisively and was the first to head towards the mountain.
Seeing this, the others didn't say anything more and followed suit.
After winding their way down the mountain, they found themselves surrounded by black, viscous streams flowing through sharp rocks. A withered tree rooted there looked particularly eerie, and a faint black aura seemed to emanate from the mountain peak directly ahead, making the place even stranger than the places they had passed through.
Be careful.
The tension that had eased not long ago was rising again. Li Xuan patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and, gripping the rocks, climbed up the cliff. Fang Qian pulled out a thin thread, hooked it onto a dead tree above, and pulled herself up; Zhang Sheng's legs seemed to spring, and with a leap, he jumped onto a protrusion on the cliff.
Watching the three disappear above the cliff, Lin Feng casually found a place to sit down, rubbed his eyes, and yawned.
He hadn't rested for over 20 hours, and suddenly he relaxed, his breathing calming down.
Just as he was about to take out the brazier and start his work, Yu, who had also stayed behind, placed a bundle of rags in front of him.
"Um?"
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, opened the tattered cloth, and inside was a half-burnt book: "Feng's Plum Blossom Knife?"
He glanced at his task of finding martial arts techniques, then opened the sword manual.
There were ten moves in total, each with a corresponding pattern for the attack and defense, which was similar to Hong Linggui's swordsmanship. The final sword move description, as well as some descriptions about the Feng family, were burned through.
"What do you mean?" Lin Feng looked at Yu, whose finger turned to the first page of the Plum Blossom Knife and pointed forcefully to the blank area on it.
Amidst the confusion, Hong Linggui appeared beside Lin Feng and took the sword manual: "She said the mission is complete, but there's a problem with the sword manual."
Lin Feng picked up the sword manual again and carefully flipped through it once more, but still couldn't find any problems: "The mission is complete... Could it be that a manual can only help one person complete a mission, and only the person who created it can see the problems within?"
What's written on it?
Yu remained silent for a moment, as if unable to describe it fully, only at the end making a very strange gesture of reaching out and hooking her hand.
Lin Feng looked to Hong Linggui for help. He didn't understand swordsmanship at all. Not to mention the hidden secrets in the sword moves, even if the swords were actually placed in front of him, he wouldn't understand the routine.
"The Evil Plum Bone Tempering Blade?"
After a brief description, Lin Feng was caught off guard. What kind of sword technique was this?
However, seeing the red spirit in front of him exchanging sparse words with Yu Xi, he didn't sit idle. He took out the golden brazier that Louis had given him and began to apply the Taoist's teachings on the interaction between heaven and man.
The connection became clear, the fire in the brazier burned brighter, and after the paper house was placed inside, a flame with a strange color shot into the sky.
Lin Feng was immediately thrown backward by the flames.
This paper, imbued with its own blessing, was even more unique than he had imagined. Smoke drifted above the flames, as if things were being reconstructed around Hong Linggui, gradually building the foundation, pillars, beams, corridors, purlins, and so on of the house.
Besides the paper, the house's structure was also unique. It was a house with its own theater, garage, guest rooms, servants' quarters, and a complete set of costumes and musical instruments. Just looking at it, it was countless times better than his crudely made paper house.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up; it was clear that Louis had made some supplementary arrangements.
A moment later, along with the paper cart, paper house, and paper figure, he took out the third tier of spirit paper.
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