(This is the update today. It’s too late to come back if you have something to do. I really can’t write it anymore. I will make up for it tomorrow!)

At midnight, plates of steaming dumplings were on the table.

Whoosh...boom! Whoosh...

The New Year’s Eve dinner started, and the sound of firecrackers outside the house sounded, followed by the sound of fireworks rising into the house, and the brilliant light and shadows reflected outside the window, conveying the joy of the Spring Festival.

Yang Ding took out the 50-year-old Moutai he had been collecting and entertained Xiaoxian and Liu Feng.

Everyone had a great time eating this meal, and everyone had a tacit understanding and did not talk about the fierce battle outside just now.

After the meal, Yang Ding, whose health had not yet recovered, went to rest early.

Liu Feng and Xiaoxian made some side dishes, ran to the pavilion outside the villa, and chatted while drinking.

"Grandpa Xiao, have you been hiding in An'an's nursing home just to hide from the Guangming Church?" Liu Feng has wanted to ask this question for a while.

Xiaoxian said: "Yes, and there is also the Dark Sect. I'm not afraid to tell you that the two evil sects are amazingly powerful. Even traditional sects such as Shaolin, Wudang and Emei are unwilling to easily get into evil with them."

"So amazing!" Liu Feng's eyes turned and said, "Then do you think, will the Guangming Sect focus on me in the future?"

Xiaoxian threw two peanuts into his mouth and said while chewing: "It must be. These two evil sects have not looked particularly like martial arts sects from ancient times to the present, but more like power institutions, just like some major forces in the Western underground world."

oh?

Liu Feng was shocked by the little one.

Xiaoxian continued: "There are three major organizational structures inside the Light Cult. There are several elders in each sect, and at least one legendary-level existence is the supreme leader. The secret doors among them are equivalent to a killer organization. As long as they are regarded as enemies by the Light Cult, they will be chased endlessly by the secret door."

"No wonder my master said that either he would not have conflicts with the Light Cult and the Dark Cult. If there was a conflict, he would definitely kill people to silence the wound and eliminate the roots." Liu Feng sighed.

Xiaoxian nodded, "Your master is right."

"Is there anyone in the Light Cult that dares not kill? Just so unscrupulous?"

"Yes, if you are your master, I believe that the Light Sect will not only not dare to chase you, but will also have to hide from you."

"Okay, Grandpa Xiaoxian, is your legendary disciple Wang Sheng who has made a great revenge with the Guangming Sect?"

"yes!"

When Wang Sheng was mentioned, the smile on Xiaoxian's face disappeared.

He drank another glass of wine, stood up and looked at the cold night sky and murmured: "Wang Sheng, this child, his personality is still not cruel enough, otherwise... forget it, let's not talk about him anymore, I will tell you about the matter of the Guangming Cult, and you can be better prepared for them in the future."

Xiaoxian and Liu Feng chatted until the sky was dawn. Through this long conversation, Liu Feng had a very deep understanding of the super terrifying force of the Guangming Cult.

After dawn, Xiaoxian floated away like a god.

A few days later...

"The Left Guardian is dead, and Dilishati is also dead."

"Has our Guangming Cult not been in the martial arts world for a long time? Some people no longer take us seriously?"

"The Zuo Guardian and Dilixiati both went to find a man named Liu Feng and were killed, so Liu Feng is the key."

In a large mountain in Tibet, five middle-aged and elderly people dressed like Tibetans gathered in a simple wooden house and were talking with a serious expression on their faces.

One of the old men with gray hair and red faces said, "The Left Guardian has been killed. If we don't do anything, the Secret Hall will be looked down upon in the sect. So, no matter whether the person is killed by Liu Feng or not, we have to catch this Liu Feng."

"We got news from the Yan family in the capital that Liu Feng will participate in the Tenglong List Competition after the Spring Festival."

"I think Liu Feng should have gone to Wudang now."

"Do we want to do something in Wudang? If we do this, although we will establish our authority for the great master of the Light Cult, it will be easy to get into evil with Wudang."

The other people spoke one after another. Although these people from the Guangming Sect were all arrogant, they were also very afraid of Wudang, a super traditional sect that was famous in China since ancient times.

"Since the Ming Dynasty, Wudang's martial arts have developed to the point where they are at their peak, and even Shaolin is obviously inferior to them. If we really get into evil with Kaidang, our Guangming Sect may not be able to bear it."

After thinking for a while, the old man with red face flashed with fierce light in his eyes, "But no matter how strong Wudang is, we can't wait too much. Send the master to Wudang immediately, and do not take action within the Wudang Sect, and strive to capture Liu Feng at the foot of the mountain."

"Send three secret guests to go out together and be more safe."

"How strong the three secret guests are, they are just at the level of Danjin. Even the Zuo Guardian and Dili who have reached the level of Hunyuan are dead. Can the three of them do it?"

"Just kidding, Liu Feng is a person who participated in the Tenglong list, so it is certain that the three secret guests can capture him. Could the Left Guardian be killed by a master of magic power? Catching Liu Feng is just to attract a real killer."

After nearly two hours of discussion, three strong middle-aged people walked out of this mountain. They were dressed very simple, but their eyes were full of blood.

At the same time, on the seventh day of the first lunar month, Liu Feng and Yang Shiwen left the East China Sea like young couples traveling.

On a train from the capital to Wudang, Su Mo, who was the number one in the sky, sat by the car window and looked at the winter scene flying rapidly outside the car window. His beautiful and calm pretty face was radiating stunning brilliance all the time.

"I should be able to win the first place on the Tenglong list this time. If I can't do it, there will be Liu Feng, which is considered double insurance." After a long silence, Su Mo suddenly murmured to himself. For some reason, she thought of Liu Feng at the same time when she thought of the Tenglong list.

In the capital military region, a large military helicopter suddenly took off from the camp of the top secret troops.

The old leader Xu Tingfei said with a domineering look in the cabin: "I'm going to Wudang to watch the battle, it's paralyzed. This time I'll see Liu Feng compete for the Tenglong list."

At the main entrance of the Lu family in the capital, Lu Yan walked out in a square step, "Tenglong List, this is another real chance to win. Should I go there in person this time?"

Han Yichen stepped out of the capital, and an unprecedented light of confidence flowed in his eyes, "I finally took this step, breaking the pill and lowering it to the level of transformation. However, after this period of hard training, I regained the feeling of holding the pill again. I am here on the Tenglong list. After playing this Tenglong list, I will hold the pill again, hahaha!"

In the Duanmu family in the capital, Duanmu Tong and Duanmu Hongliu brothers got on an extended Lincoln together, and then the car rushed towards the direction of the expressway.

"When it is close to March, the earth seems to be a little green?"

Liu Feng stood in the car, looking outside the car and said with a smile: "Shiwen, after this Tenglong List competition, how about we go south and have fun and relax?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Yang Shiwen sat on the lieutenant and said calmly, as if a husband and wife were following her.
Chapter completed!