The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

As the sect gradually recovered from the trauma of the war and grew stronger, Lin Feng's heart full of mission began to look to the wider world of Jianghu. He clearly realized that in this turbulent and ever-changing world, living in a corner can only be temporary comfort. Only by actively participating in the affairs of the Jianghu, establishing connections with various forces, and exchanging ideas, can the sect truly gain a foothold in the world, protect peace, and practice justice.

On a sunny morning, the breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness. In the sect's meeting hall, Lin Feng sat in the first seat, looking solemn and serious. His eyes slowly swept over each core disciple present. These disciples were either young and energetic, or experienced and calm, but at this moment their eyes were full of expectations for the future and concern for the development of the sect.

"Now, after hard work, our sect has begun to show signs of life and has gradually emerged from the shadow of darkness. But everyone should be clear that the situation in the martial arts world is still like a turbulent sea, unpredictable and full of hidden crises. We cannot be satisfied with the small achievements in front of us and stay in this corner. We should take a more active attitude to participate in the affairs of the martial arts world, make more friends, and make more like-minded allies. Only in this way can we gain a firm foothold in this complex martial arts world and continue to grow and develop." Lin Feng's voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the conference hall, and every word seemed to hit the hearts of the disciples like a heavy hammer.

The disciples nodded in agreement, and their eyes flashed with a firm light. A young disciple named Zhao Yan spoke first, his face flushed slightly with excitement: "Brother Lin, I heard that a mysterious organization has quietly risen in the south recently. They act very secretly and hide their heads and show their tails. In a short period of time, many sects have been threatened and harassed by them. Some sects were even forced to surrender to them and hand over precious secret books and treasures."

When Lin Feng heard this, his brows slightly frowned, forming a deep ravine, and his eyes revealed a trace of worry and vigilance: "This matter is not trivial, we must treat it with caution. We can't act rashly based on rumors alone, but we can't turn a blind eye to it. Zhao Yan, tell me more about what you know."

Zhao Yan took a deep breath and sorted out his thoughts: "Brother, I also learned about this by chance from a friend in the martial arts world. It is said that this mysterious organization never shows its true face to others, and every time it appears, it will be in the dark. Now they are all masked, and their martial arts are extremely peculiar, as if they have combined the strengths of many schools. They specifically target those sects with weaker strength, first secretly sabotaging them, and then using force to intimidate them, with extremely cruel means. "

Lin Feng's fists clenched unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white because of the force: "If they really do evil and endanger the martial arts world, we must not sit idly by. But before taking action, we must have solid evidence and detailed intelligence. How about this, Zhao Yan, you select a few smart and thoughtful disciples, and immediately set off to the south to investigate the details of this mysterious organization. Remember, you must be careful and not to alarm the enemy. "

Zhao Yan bowed his hands and accepted the order: "Yes, senior brother! I will definitely live up to my mission and get to the bottom of the matter. "

At the same time, a remarkable news came from the martial arts world: a grand martial arts conference is about to be held. This is a major event in the martial arts world. All sects will send elite disciples to participate and show their martial arts. It is also an excellent opportunity to exchange and learn and enhance friendship. After learning the news, Lin Feng decided to personally lead some of his disciples to participate after careful consideration.

On the way to the martial arts conference, they passed by a seemingly peaceful and tranquil town. Although the archway at the entrance of the town was a bit old, it still showed its former prosperity. However, when they walked into the town, they found that the streets were empty and lifeless. The shops were closed, the doors and windows were closed, and the whole town was filled with an unusually strange atmosphere.

"Everyone be careful, there may be something strange here." Lin Feng stopped and said in a low voice. His eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and his right hand had quietly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The disciples also became more vigilant and followed Lin Feng closely, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.

Just as they were walking carefully along the street, suddenly, a group of masked men emerged from the surrounding houses and alleys like ghosts. These masked men, holding various weapons, launched a fierce attack on Lin Feng and others without saying a word.

"Be careful!" Lin Feng shouted, and instantly drew his sword out of its sheath, facing the masked man who was rushing in front.

In an instant, the flashes of swords and shadows intertwined, and shouts of killing resounded throughout the town. Lin Feng's swordsmanship was as sharp as the wind, and every move was full of determination to kill. His figure was like a ghost, moving freely among the masked crowd, and wherever he went, the masked people fell one after another.

But these masked men were obviously well-trained killers, they cooperated tacitly and advanced and retreated in an orderly manner. Although Lin Feng and others fought hard, they were still passive at the beginning.

"Don't fight to the death, fight quickly!" Lin Feng shouted loudly while waving the sword in his hand. His voice was still clear and firm in the fierce battle, which brought great encouragement to the disciples.

When the disciples heard Lin Feng's shouts, they all displayed their own housekeeping skills and no longer reserved their strength. They cooperated with each other, gradually stabilized their position, and began to fight back.

After some hardships, Lin Feng and others finally repelled the masked people with their tenacious will and superb martial arts. However, some disciples were injured in the battle. Some arms were scratched, and some of them were hidden in their legs, and their blood stained their clothes.

"Find a place to treat the injury first." Lin Feng looked at the injured disciples, full of anxiety and concern. He took everyone to a abandoned house in the town. Although the room was dilapidated, he could still cover the wind and rain.

When dealing with the wound for the injured, Lin Feng fell into thought. His brows were locked, and his eyes were full of doubts and anxiety: "Who sent these people? Why do these people ambush us? Is it for our martial arts or other hidden feelings?"

The disciples on the side also speculated the identity and motivation of the enemy.

"Will it be that mysterious organization? They know we are investigating them, so they send someone to stop us." A disciple said.

Another disciple shook his head: "It may also be that other martial arts are jealous of our development and want to weaken our strength."

Lin Feng listened to the disciples of the disciples, and secretly determined in his heart: "No matter who it is, I will definitely check the water and let them pay the price."

After a little rest, Lin Feng took everyone to continue the road. Along the way, they were more cautious and kept paying attention to the movement around. Finally, after a few days of running, they arrived at the place of the martial arts conference.

At the scene of the martial arts conference, people were crowded and lively. The disciples from all sidelines from all over the world gathered together, the flags fluttered, and the gongs and drums were noisy. The air is filled with a tense and excited atmosphere, and everyone is looking forward to showing his skills in this event and winning glory for his martial arts.

The appearance of Lin Feng and others instantly attracted the attention of many people. Their figures are upright and extraordinary, especially Lin Feng. His calm and confident expression makes people look at this emerging martial arts.

"Isn't that the emerging martial arts? I heard that they have increased greatly recently, and they have risen on the rivers and lakes." Some people whispered in the crowd.

"Huh, but it's just a fledgling kid, what can be true." Some people expressed disdain.

Lin Feng was disappointed with these discussions. He took his disciples to find a place and sat down with his disciples, observing everything around him calmly.

The competition started, and the disciples of each school came to the stage to show their martial arts. Some exhibit the rigid and overbearing boxing method, tiger and wind; some dances long swords, sword flowers are like snow, elegant and agile; and some magical spells are shining, which is amazing. The disciples of the Linfeng martial arts are not outdone. They came to power in turn, showing the results of hard work on weekdays. Whether it is boxing, swordsmanship, or spells, it has made a vivid performance and won the applause of the audience.

However, in the process of the game, Lin Feng's keen eyes found some unusual signs. When there are several disciples between the martial arts, when they communicate, they reveal a different kind of tacit understanding in their eyes, and when they try to try it with other martial arts disciples, they are extremely spicy. Shourly suppressing the opponent.

"Everyone pays attention to the movement of these martial arts. I think there are no plots between them." Lin Feng quietly said to the disciples around him. His voice was very low, but his tone was very serious.

The disciples nodded, secretly observing the every move of the martial arts.

At this moment, a elder of the organizer took a high platform, his face was dignified, and his voice announced the important news: "A mysterious treasure has appeared in the rivers and lakes. It is said that this treasure has huge power. It can help people break through the bottleneck of martial arts and may even make people have extraordinary ability.

The news instantly caused a stir in the crowd. The heads and disciples of each martial arts began to speak up, and they had a lot of discussions. Some martial arts eyes showed greedy eyes, and obviously had already hit the idea of ​​treasures; some martial arts showed concerns and vigilance, fearing that this treasure would cause a bloody wind in the rivers and lakes.

Lin Feng knows that the emergence of this mysterious treasure will definitely invest in a calm lake like a boulder, stirring thousands of waves. In this upcoming storm, he decided to lead the martial arts to maintain a sober mind, not being lost by the temptation of treasures, adhere to the bottom line of justice and morality, and respond to various challenges and crises that may appear with wisdom and courage ...