Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1096 Reunion with Wooden Face

"Young man, you want to save the world from suffering, but you don't know that human nature is dissatisfied and greedy. Even if you are satisfied in the present, you cannot be satisfied for a lifetime."

"But what I'm thinking is to save the present, to use their unfulfilled desires to encourage them to create their own future and achieve their own goals. After all, everyone has something to strive for."

"People in the mortal world are nothing but ants. Even if they have pursuits, they are inseparable from power, fame, money, and beauty. How can they know the vastness and grandeur of the path to immortality?"

"But life has a beginning and an end, that's the right way. The Great Dao is eternal, with no end in sight, wouldn't that just lead to even more insatiable desires?"

"Wrong. The ultimate goal we pursue is to achieve immortality. First, one must possess..."

The two began arguing, ignoring the men surrounding them. But before they could finish speaking, they were interrupted by a man who rushed over.

The man skipped and hopped over to Lin Feng, waving his hands around excitedly. His usually dull face showed a hint of excitement.

Lin Feng frowned and examined it closely, his face also showing surprise.

"Hey, Wood Face, what are you doing here?"

The wooden-faced man couldn't speak; he just waved his hands, gesturing wildly, his face flushed.

He had endured countless hardships in his search for Lin Feng, traversing most of the major sect's territory. Finally, he found the right person, so how could he not be excited?

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Alright, alright, no need to fight anymore. It's good that you're alive. I knew your life was tougher than mine."

As he spoke, he patted the wooden-faced man's shoulder reassuringly, signaling him to calm down and not get too agitated.

Yan Jin asked with suspicion, "Young man, do you know this mute man?"

"Yes, yes, brothers who used to be together, who were separated later, are now reunited, which is a joyous occasion."

Seeing the wooden-faced man being so intimate with Lin Feng, the men around them were all stunned.

A man who looked like a leader frowned and shouted loudly.

“Dumb man, you’re a member of the Canal Gang, you should obey my orders and come back now.”

Someone reminded him, "Boss, the mute can't hear you."

The leader was in such a hurry that he forgot about this.

"Damn it, I wanted to watch the show, why did they stop fighting? Go, let them keep fighting, let's settle this and make the men happy."

The leader waved his hand and gave the order.

Several men from the canal gang immediately stepped forward and shouted at Lin Feng and Yan Jin.

"You two, why have you stopped fighting? Our boss wants to see who wins, so hurry up and make your move."

The wooden-faced man couldn't hear what they were saying, and Lin Feng and Yan Jin completely ignored them.

Yan Jin earnestly advised, "Young brother, I can no longer teach you, but I can take on a disciple on behalf of my master. My master is Yan Su, the chief elder of the Zhengyi Sect, who is also my uncle. His skills are profound and he ranks among the top cultivators. He will definitely not ruin your future."

Lin Feng had no interest in cultivators from the bottom of his heart. This was also due to the influence of his previous life. He simply did not believe in things like immortality or becoming an immortal.

However, he had to admit that these cultivators were very capable, elevating his previous life's skills to a new level.

"To take another step forward from a hundred-foot pole" is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do. The fact that I worked hard to improve in my previous life but could never make a further progress is clear proof of this.

The strange occurrences that have just occurred have raised questions for Lin Feng.

What exactly is the origin of the broken sword?

There were even cultivators who were able to escape the threat of their own powerful shotguns.

There are also things like quantum entanglement and the projection of consciousness, which have puzzled Lin Feng for a long time but he still can't figure out.

Although my mind was racing, it all passed in an instant.

"I appreciate Senior Brother Yan's kindness, but I have no interest in the path to immortality. I think being an ordinary person is just fine."

Yan Jin squinted and scrutinized Lin Feng from head to toe.

"Young man, you've already transcended the realm of ordinary people, don't you realize it?"

Lin Feng nodded in agreement: "Indeed, this was an unintentional accident. I had no intention of pursuing this path."

"May I ask what your ambitions are, young man?"

Before Lin Feng could answer, the men from the canal gang were already furious. Seeing that the two men were ignoring them, they immediately flew into a rage.

"Damn it, if they won't fight, let's go fight them."

"Yes, beat him up."

Four or five men rushed forward, shouting.

Lin Feng didn't even glance at them. The wooden-faced man who had been squatting to one side suddenly sprang up and rushed forward in a flash.

Anyone who dares to disrespect Lin Feng must be tired of living.

Not only is Wood Face tough, but he's also ruthless and decisive.

In the blink of an eye, he knocked four or five men to the ground, their bones broken and muscles snapping, as they rolled and howled in pain, unable to get up.

The leader of the canal gang stared wide-eyed.

"You mute, have you gone too far? I took you in, and you dare to fight with your own people?"

Seeing that the mute man wasn't looking at him, he immediately waved his hand.

"Brothers, beat them to death!"

A dozen or so men from the canal gang shouted and rushed toward Wooden Face.

Wooden Face wasn't afraid of this at all. He wasn't afraid of dozens or even hundreds of pirates, let alone a dozen or so江湖汉人 (jianghu men).

His body darted and weaved within the circle, accompanied by punches and kicks.

In a short while, more than a dozen men, along with the leader of the canal gang, were knocked to the ground and unable to get up for a while.

At this moment, Lin Feng and Yan Jin also recovered, the soreness in their muscles and bones disappeared, and they slowly stood up.

The two turned and walked together toward Los Angeles, talking as they went.

"Senior Brother Yan, the Duan family's affairs are rather complicated. Please don't get involved, okay?"

Lin Feng adopted a humble attitude.

"Young brother, are you sure you don't want to join my Zhengyi Sect for cultivation?"

Rigorous yet persistent.

Lin Feng felt that in order to get Yan Jin to give up his skills, he had to give him some hope. If he refused decisively and made him lose face, then there would be no turning back.

"Senior Brother Yan, may I consider this?"

Yan Jin's eyes lit up immediately; as long as there were survivors, that was good.

“Very well. I will no longer concern myself with the Duan family’s affairs this time. I can repay their kindness later.”

Lin Feng bowed deeply and expressed his sincere gratitude.

Seeing that Yan Jin was an upright cultivator, he did not want to become his mortal enemy.

Yan Jin, however, did not let him off the hook. He took out a small booklet from his pocket and handed it to Lin Feng.

"This is the introductory technique of the Zhengyi Sect, and it is also the certificate for selecting disciples. Keep it safe and try its effects."

Lin Feng hesitated: "This doesn't seem appropriate, I haven't agreed yet..."

"Go ahead and learn with peace of mind. This technique is only for those who are chosen by our sect. As for the entry level, we will decide based on the results of your practice."

Lin Feng then accepted the booklet with both hands and bowed again to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Senior Brother Yan. I would be very grateful if you could accept it."

The two talked all the way into Los Angeles.

Wooden Face followed obediently behind, glancing around warily every now and then.

Upon finding Lin Feng again, Mu Tou Lian was extremely excited, as if he had regained his backbone and found a purpose in life once more.

Lin Feng and the others arrived in front of Duan's Bank. Yan Jin did not want to enter the Duan family's house again, so he stopped, reached out and grabbed Lin Feng's wrist, placed his fingers on his pulse, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Lin Feng knew what he was thinking. He also felt that his body was strange and he wanted to find the right answer, so he let Yan Jin examine him.