In fact, Lin Feng had already expected that this Yang Yuchuan was actually just a peacemaker and a facilitator. Anyway, he didn't want to cause trouble, but he also wanted to get some benefits in a righteous way.

So, simply, Lin Feng let him be the peacemaker and deliberately set up a situation to let Zhu Yi take his move.

Under such an upright and upright competition, no matter how hard I kill them, I can't do it too much. It's all in line with the rules.

Of course, Lin Feng was not polite, and directly used a nuclear bomb as a trump card to kill the cultivators in the transformation stage! They didn't even have a chance to escape the Nascent Soul, and they were completely annihilated.

As for Yang Yuchuan, it was interesting. Lin Feng was also very interested in the Tiandao Alliance, the largest sect, so when he could control the direction of throwing the nuclear bomb, he deliberately spared his life. Otherwise, as long as he was in

If a nuclear bomb is detonated at their halfway point, no one can escape.

"Fish soup? I think... that's not necessary! Fellow Daoist Lin, I have other important matters... so I'll leave first..."

Yang Yuchuan is a cultivator in the stage of becoming a god. He has been abstaining from food for many years. At most, he only eats some elixirs and spiritual wine. As for human grain dishes, he has no interest at all.

Therefore, when he saw that Lin Feng actually took out a bowl of enthusiastic fish soup and wanted to eat it for himself, he felt ridiculous and declined politely.

However, this behavior of his was very stupid in the eyes of thousands of Baiyu Sect disciples.

"Tsk tsk... Deputy Leader Yang of the Tiandao Alliance is really ignorant!"

"You are so heartless! Fellow Daoist Lin doesn't even drink such a powerful fish soup? It was served to him..."

"What a waste of Fellow Daoist Lin's kindness!"

"If he knew the true efficacy of this fish soup, he would probably regret it to death, right?"

…

The disciples of the White Feather Sect all laughed secretly.

Lin Feng said again and again: "It's just a bowl of fish soup. Old man Yang, do you recognize me as your friend? Is it possible that I might poison it?"

"This... Fellow Daoist Lin, please don't force yourself on others! I don't have any desire for fish soup at all!" Yang Yuchuan's attitude was still very firm.

"So that's it! Forget it! I won't force anyone to make things difficult for you! It's not easy for you even at your age. If you die suddenly after drinking my fish soup, who will it be? I, Lin Feng, have always respected and loved the elderly, but I dare not

Disrespectful to the elderly! However, it is shameful to waste food. Come on... That boy from Baiyumen, you seem to have never tasted the fish soup I made. You are lucky today! Then..."

Lin Feng said with a smile, and then threw the fish soup to the nearest disciple of the Baiyu sect who was at the third level of the Golden Core stage.

This disciple is called Dong Luohua. He has never come to drink Lin Feng's fish soup before. He only rushed back from outside in the past two days.

When he returned to the sect, he was very surprised to see that the cultivation levels of so many brothers had increased so much at once. After asking about the reason, he found out that it was Lin Feng's Heroic Fish Soup.

At that time, he regretted it so much. Why did he go out during this period? He missed such a great opportunity!

However, good luck still befell him.

He never imagined that this fellow Taoist Lin, whom he looked up to and admired, would casually dump Yang Yuchuan's unwanted heroic fish soup to him.

"Thank you... thank you, fellow Daoist Lin!"

When the disciple Dong Luohua saw this, he was flattered. He quickly rushed forward with his flying sword and grabbed the bowl of fish soup for fear of dropping a drop. He looked so cautiously, as if he was guarding some priceless treasure.

Same.

"Hmph! Why are the disciples of the White Feather Sect a group of juniors who enjoy the pleasure of oral pleasure? Isn't it just a bowl of fish soup?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Yuchuan was still very disdainful. In his opinion, a bowl of fish soup would not even be looked down upon by a mortal with some status. How could a cultivator put it in his eyes? There is no need to be so protective and careful.

Holding it? It’s simply ridiculous!

However, just when he felt that the other party was very ridiculous, all the disciples and elders of the Baiyu Sect felt that Yang Yuchuan was ridiculous...even pitiful and pity!

As for why?

Needless to say?

As long as Yang Yuchuan knew the true function of this fish soup, he would definitely regret it too.

"You're welcome! We are all from the same sect from now on, so why are you being polite to me? Drink now!"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said.

"Yes! Thank you, fellow Daoist Lin..."

After Dong Luohua thanked him again, he swallowed the fish soup in one gulp. At the same time, the fragrance of the fish soup drifted to Yang Yuchuan.

"Huh? The smell of this fish soup...is a little different? It's very delicious! No wonder, no wonder the disciples of the White Feather Sect are flocking to it..."

First of all, what Yang Yuchuan smelled was the fragrance of the fish soup, and he couldn't help but feel something in his heart. The glutton in his stomach that had been dormant for many years was aroused.

However, he immediately comforted himself and said: "It's just the desire of the tongue. Mortals want to eat delicious food and drink spicy food, so they have a lot of troubles! Many impurities will accumulate in the body..."

But before he was halfway through what he said to comfort himself in his heart, he immediately noticed something was abnormal from the fragrance.

"Wait a minute... this fragrance! It's not an ordinary fragrance! There's also a... strange power mixed in with this smell! Why is this power... so strange? It seems to have an effect. Oh my God! What is this? This is absolutely

Isn’t it an ordinary fish soup?”

At this moment, Yang Yuchuan's arrogant heart suddenly trembled, but he still didn't know for a while what the strange effect of this fish soup was.

However, immediately, Dong Luohua, who had devoured the bowl of fish soup, sat down cross-legged on a hilltop, and the strength and aura in his body began to rise crazily.

Rub rub...

His original cultivation level was at the third level of the Golden Core stage. In an instant, he climbed to the fourth level of the Golden Core stage, then to the fifth level, then to the sixth level...

After reaching the sixth level, it didn't seem to stop. Maybe it was because the energy power accumulated in his body was really more than that of ordinary cultivators, so he rubbed the ground again and finally stabilized at the level of the seventh level of the golden elixir stage.

The moment before, the third level of the Golden Elixir stage!

The next moment, the seventh level of the golden elixir stage!

Upgraded four levels in a row!

An ordinary cultivator at each level may have to work hard for several years or more than ten years!

But now, a bowl of heroic fish soup has made him rise to four levels in a row!

"This... ah! I know! This fish soup has the effect of purifying the remaining vitality in the body! This... this is a miracle medicine! A real miracle medicine! And it is applicable to any cultivator. It will be healed immediately

Improving one's cultivation level has no side effects and can even purify the meridians in the body..."

Seeing this scene, Yang Yuchuan also shouted regretfully towards Lin Feng as if he had seen a ghost, "Fellow Daoist Lin! I was wrong! I was really wrong... I shouldn't refuse your kindness! Can you...
Chapter completed!