C38 treasure map

"Is this the cultivation technique you wanted to give me?"

In Sun Mingyi's courtyard, Lin Feng looked at the broken martial skill in his hands, and looked at Sun Mingyi with a bit of astonishment.

Sun Mingyi scratched his head in embarrassment: "I know that this martial skill is a little broken, and is simply unable to express my gratitude!"

"No, what I mean is that this martial skill seems to be very old and should have been preserved by your ancestors. Giving it to me like that isn't a good idea, is it?"

Lin Feng resisted the excitement in his heart and said.

Although he couldn't immediately tell what rank this martial skill was, it was definitely not an ordinary martial skill. No matter what, martial skills that reached the Spirit level were extremely valuable.

"It doesn't matter. I don't have much interest in cultivating martial skills anyway. Moreover, if it wasn't for senior brother, this martial skill would have already been snatched away by someone else!"

When he thought about how Lin Feng had displayed his great prowess, Sun Mingyi was still a little unable to react. Was the Lin Feng just now and the current gentle and refined Lin Feng the same person?

"If anything happens to you in the future, just come find me. However, if I kill these two people, no one here will provoke you!"

Lin Feng smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Sun Mingyi felt extremely grateful in his heart: "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have killed people, thank you Senior Brother!"

As Sun Mingyi spoke, he slightly bowed towards Lin Feng.

"Actually, I also have a grudge with this Gao Wenchi!"

Lin Feng thought about how he was almost killed by Bu Yao a few days ago and how the culprit was this Gao Wenchi.

Sun Mingyi thought that Lin Feng had comforted him and said gratefully: "I also don't have anything good to give you. This martial skill is so old, and I don't know if I can cultivate it. I actually have a painting here that was left behind by my ancestors."

After saying that, Sun Mingyi stood up and went into the inner room. Moments later, a scroll appeared in his hand and he opened it up to see a picture.

In the picture was a man wearing a long robe. He looked up at the sky and pointed his finger. There was nothing special about him.

Actually, I don't think there's anything special about this painting. That's why I asked my father, "he continued," If he wants to step into the Dao, he'll have to kill the Dao first!

Sun Mingyi laughed bitterly, "Even when I think about it now, I feel that my father is talking nonsense. What great Dao?

Lin Feng murmured to himself of the two sentences that Sun Mingyi had said just now, and he felt a profound feeling in his heart.

"Come on, I'll give this painting to you as well. I hope that senior can achieve something in the path of martial arts!"

Sun Mingyi said, as he rolled up the scroll and handed it over to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took the picture, and a strange connection appeared, but then disappeared.

Lin Feng carefully sensed that this painting seemed to have a trace of a connection with the stone stick in his storage ring.

Could these two be related?

Lin Feng forcefully suppressed his impulse of taking out General Ma's stone stick to study it for a while, then placed it into his storage ring.

"Then, thank you, Junior Brother!"

"I should be the one thanking you. Right, I forgot to pour you a cup of tea. Look at my brain!"

Sun Mingyi patted on the door and laughed bitterly, he immediately went back to busy himself for a while, and a moment later, he brought two cups of hot water.

The two continued to chat for a while before Lin Feng bade his farewell and left.

Sun Mingyi stood up and sent him off. After seeing him to the door, just as he was about to close the door and return to his room, he realized that the people who had beaten him up just now had somehow walked out.

"What are you guys doing?"

Sun Mingyi frowned as he looked at them.

"Senior Brother Sun, please don't misunderstand. We are here to apologize. Please give us your instructions in the future!"

"Yes, Senior-apprentice Brother Sun knows such a character, yet he doesn't follow us. We've really offended him before, but we had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai!"

"So I hope Senior Martial Brother Sun doesn't mind. In the future, if someone wants to go against you, I, Zhang Fu, will be the first to disagree!"

The few of them immediately expressed their loyalty, just now Lin Feng's performance was just too unyielding, they felt that if they did not curry favor with him, in the future, when they enter the inner sect, they would definitely wear shoes.

Sun Mingyi heaved a sigh of relief, and looked towards the distant Lin Feng's disappearing figure. He felt even more grateful in his heart;

At this moment, Lin Feng naturally did not know that his unintentional actions had actually made Sun Mingyi feel such gratitude. Not only had he given him a martial skill, he had even given him a scroll painting.

Right now, he just wanted to quickly return to his residence to investigate what this thing had to do with the stone stick.

After a while, he returned to the pavilion, and closed the door behind him. He then took out the stone stick and the scroll painting.

Right when he took it out, the stone stick immediately released a bright light. Although the scroll did not have any reaction, Lin Feng could still see that there was a little light moving on top of it.

There was indeed a reaction!

Lin Feng was excited. The stone stick that could not be activated by spirit energy actually had something to do with the scroll.

Lin Feng opened up the scroll and saw that the person on it seemed to have disappeared under the swirling light.

It was as if this painting had two layers, the surface was a human figure, and the most important thing was hidden behind it.

Lin Feng caught the stone stick. The stone stick was about the same size as the ink brush, so holding it in his hands didn't feel awkward at all.

The stone stick had countless of patterns on it, and the patterns were carved with an extremely fine bamboo painting. Be it the leaves or the texture of the bamboo, they were all vividly engraved, just like real bamboo swaying along with the wind.

But at this time, Lin Feng had no time to lament at the craftsmanship of the sculpture. As he approached the painting, the person on the painting rippled like a stone entering water, and disappeared, and what appeared was a map.

Lin Feng looked at the route on the scroll and the mark at the end. It was clearly a treasure map.

"Who would keep such a treasure map? Could it be that some senior left behind a treasure?"

Lin Feng scratched his chin and looked at the stone stick.

"But what's wrong with this stone stick, could it be that it's the key to the treasure?"

Lin Feng still couldn't understand why these two things that couldn't be taken care of would undergo such a change.

However, he soon became excited.

In this world, there were countless experts. There were countless strong martial skills, and there were also countless legends. Naturally, there were many treasures left behind by senior experts.

There were too many stories like these, but Lin Feng had never believed them. He never expected that such a strange treasure map would actually appear in front of him right now.

At this moment.

"Huh?!"

At this moment, the treasure map was a bit blurry, as if there was a map underneath the map.

It was just that Lin Feng wanted to see it clearly, but he was unable to do so no matter how hard he tried.