On a mountain path, a tall young man walked with a wooden stick in his hand. He tapped it on the ground rhythmically, making a "tap-tap-tap" sound as he slowly moved forward.,Lingfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face pale and weak, he said: "Alright, Lin'er, you can get up now.",Ling Feng was covered in blood, his eyes wide with pain, he grabbed the golden needle in his hand and plunged it into the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head!。