third chapter

"Senior," Zhenjun Yufeng walked over quickly and respectfully handed over the elixir: "This is my sect's Heavenly Blood Linglong elixir. Please don't dislike it, senior."

"Senior, this is the Earthly Spirit Pill. Please accept it, senior!"

The powerful experts present rushed to queue up to deliver the elixir. Seeing that Zhang Feng refused to accept anyone who came, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After handing out the elixir, they flew away without looking back.

His back was already wet with cold sweat, as if he had escaped from death.

Soon, only Zhang Feng and Master Zi Ling were left.

Zhang Feng looked at the Purple Spirit Master indifferently, his heart beating wildly, but his expression was still playful: "Come here quickly, don't make me angry."

The Purple Spirit Master showed an inexplicable smile on his lips and walked slowly.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt anxious and nervous.

This Purple Spirit Master...could he have noticed something?

After running through his own performance in his mind, Zhang Feng sighed secretly, thinking that he was careless.

How could a truly strong man be so easy to talk to someone who angers him and let him go? If he really wanted the elixirs, he would have them all if he killed them. Even if he didn't kill them, why would he have to let these people get all the storage bags?

Only by staying can you let him go.

It's because I'm too soft-hearted.

Mainly because it was the first time I faced so many big bosses, so I felt guilty and didn't dare to ask for more. But I didn't expect that a loophole was left.

This Purple Spirit Master obviously doubted himself because of his easy talk!

Sure enough, Purple Spirit Master walked over with a smile and said slowly: "Senior, you are really a good person. We all thought that we had to leave the storage bag and sacrifice our wealth and life to survive. Unexpectedly, you only need one pill.

medicine."

"It is simply unheard of that there is a good person like you in the world of cultivation."

"Here, this is the Purple Cloud Pill passed down from my family. Please accept it, senior."

The Purple Spirit Master stretched out his hand and handed out the elixir, as if there was no offensive at all.

It's hard to get off the tiger, so Zhang Feng can only grit his teeth and reach out to get it.

And just when Zhang Feng was about to touch the elixir, thunder and lightning suddenly flashed in the right hand of Master Zi Ling holding the elixir.

Zhang Feng's heart was beating almost to the point of his throat, but on the surface he pretended to look at the Purple Spirit Master as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "Do you want to have a discussion with me?"

"Senior is joking. My cultivation and talent are astonishing. How dare I compete with my senior?" Purple Spirit Shangzun said with a smile: "It's just that this junior is well-informed in Lizhou. Jin

I know all the masters above the Dan level, but I have never heard of my senior’s name, so I dare to ask..."

Lord Purple Spirit is a wise man.

Masters cannot be cultivated by hiding away from the world and staying at home. Only with the resources of the sect can one be cultivated. To reach this level of cultivation, it is indispensable to show one's face.

A peerless master suddenly appeared, how could he not have any identity or information?

Combined with his previous doubts about this senior, Purple Spirit Master, who had regained his senses, immediately began to think about whether this "senior" was fake.

Faced with the question of Master Purple Spirit, Zhang Feng felt the stone in his heart fell to the ground, and said calmly: "I am a person from the Holy Peak of Shangshui. I studied under the good man of Shangshui. I have been in seclusion for three years and I just came out today."

For Zhang Feng, as long as there is no need to take action, everything else is easy to discuss.

Upon hearing the words "Shangshui Holy Peak", Purple Spirit Master's pupils suddenly shrank.

It was one of the famous Five Peaks and Three Sects, and it was countless times stronger than his Zi Ling Sect.

The Good Man of Shangshui is even half a step into the Nascent Soul. Although he adheres to the ancestral motto of the Holy Peak of Shangshui that "the best is as good as water and has no competition with the world," no one in Lizhou dares to provoke this existence.

"Wait, three years of seclusion..." Master Zi Ling suddenly seemed to have thought of something, his face became panicked, and he looked at Zhang Feng in fear, "You, you are the Qilinzi from Lizhou three years ago..."

"You still have some knowledge." Zhang Feng said with a smile, "I didn't expect that after three years of seclusion, someone would still remember me."

"Senior is joking. Three years ago, senior's spiritual root awakened, triggering a strange phenomenon in the world and attracting all the leaders of the five peaks to come out. The Shengshui Holy Peak sacrificed their family fortune to win over senior. Who in Lizhou doesn't know about this?" Purple Spirit Master

He bowed tremblingly, "No wonder, no wonder I have never seen my senior... In just three years of retreat, my cultivation has reached this point. It is indeed a gift from heaven! The reincarnation of an immortal!"

The Purple Spirit Master's whole body was trembling slightly.

I didn’t expect this senior to have such a big background!

So scary!

It has reached this state in just three years.

Sure enough, there is no doubt about the power of the senior!

But Zhang Feng's smile was a little awkward...

Haha, what a gift from God.

If the master knew that he was still practicing Qi, he would probably beat himself to death.

Do you think I’m willing to stay in seclusion for three years? I’m afraid that my secret will be exposed! Why don’t I secretly come out to cheat on the elixir?

"It was my junior who was rude before, but I still ask my senior to accept this elixir!" Master Purple Spirit gritted his teeth and handed over the elixir.

The thunder and lightning in his hand did not restrain at all, which clearly showed that he still wanted to test Zhang Feng's depth.

Purple Spirit Master has been around for so long, from an ordinary monk to the head of a sect in a famous town, and has gone through hundreds of years of ups and downs. How could he completely trust Zhang Feng with just a few words?

In his opinion, if he is truly strong, he will naturally not care about this temptation. Even he can easily ignore such a level of magic.

However……

Zhang Feng cares!

This technique was used by Purple Spirit Master to suppress his strength, so he could only kill a foundation-building monk instantly.

But Zhang Feng's own strength is only in the Qi training stage... If he gets involved in this, he will die!

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. The Purple Spirit Master held the elixir and looked at him eagerly. If he didn't take it, the character that Zhang Feng had worked so hard to maintain would collapse on the spot!

The character cannot be destroyed!

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

At the same time, Zhang Feng gathered all the spiritual power from the Qi refining period in his Dantian on his right hand.

Zhang Feng's right hand instantly turned pitch black, and an aura of eternity filled the air, as if this hand had traveled through countless ages, carrying the aura of death and destruction to destroy everything.

This black right hand seemed indestructible at this moment.

Like a slap from a fairy.

Countless spiritual powers from heaven and earth fled in all directions under this aura, as if even they did not dare to be contaminated by this aura, and ran away out of instinctive disgust.

Zhang Feng stretched out his right hand with a calm expression to get the elixir.

The hand contains the full blow of a monk in the Qi training stage who is struggling...but that is not important, what is important is the power!

Seeing the power of Zhang Feng's right hand, Purple Spirit Master's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on using the techniques in his hands.

He wanted to see if this so-called senior was just showing off!

"This guy must be fake!"

"A true master, faced with this level of temptation, can ignore it purely due to his strength. How could he fight back with such a big fanfare?"

"This kid is deliberately bluffing! He has never shown any strength until now!"

"This Purple Cloud Pill is crucial for me to break through the Half-Step Li Ying. I can't be easily fooled by him!"

"I can't possibly be afraid!"

The Purple Spirit Master roared crazily in his heart, but the cold sweat on his forehead fell to the ground drop by drop.

Only five inches are left on their fingertips!

Zhang Feng was panicking, but his expression became more and more calm, and he even looked at Master Zi Ling with a playful smile.

This fell into the eyes of Lord Purple Spirit, but it made him even more frightened.

"This kid..."

"He's not afraid at all!"

Two inches left!

The Purple Spirit Master could already feel the severe pain coming from his fingertips, as well as the cold and biting breath of death, as if Zhang Feng's right hand was the will of death.

The Purple Spirit Master was trembling all over, and incomparable fear filled his heart. He seemed to have seen death, and saw countless innocent souls wailing around the black right hand.

Looking at Zhang Feng again, he still had that playful smile, as if he was playing a game.

"Game...he regards this fight as a game?"

"Is it possible that this level of magic doesn't appeal to him at all?"

"Is he punishing me for my temptation?"

"That must be it!"

At this moment, Master Zi Ling was afraid.

Seeing that the two people's fingertips were about to touch each other, Master Zi Ling suddenly withdrew his spell and knelt down on the ground with a pale face. He held up Ziyundan with both hands and placed it in front of Zhang Feng.
Chapter completed!