Chapter 25 Teasing
"Young Brother Liu doesn't need to block the door. Maybe there are other brothers who want to see the treasures in Junior Brother Liu's hands!"
When the stone gate of the cave was closed, Zhang Feng's words came slowly.
The smile on Liu Changsheng's face suddenly disappeared, and there was a little coldness in his eyes.
All this made him feel humiliated and angry. There were more Jindan elders in Daimei Mountain and more people with magic weapons. Why didn’t these people look at their magic weapons? It was obvious that they were bullying themselves without magic power?
Unfortunately, the people in front of him were not the boys in Huilong Town, but the celestial masters who were possessed by magic. He could not teach him a lesson just by wanting to teach him a lesson. His temporary courage could only humiliate him!
If you want these people to stop despising themselves so much, Xixue's shame today is only harder than them.
"Wait, I must make you all look good!"
Liu Changsheng felt cruel in his heart.
On the second day after living in the cave, the third group of people who came to watch the magic weapon appeared, which was later than Liu Changsheng expected, but the number was as many as seven.
These seven people are even more arrogant than the two groups in front of them. They don’t want to look at Liu Changsheng more, as if Liu Changsheng is not the owner of this magic weapon, but just a temporary custodian.
Under Zhang Feng's "reminder", they all knew that Liu Changsheng was just given a magic weapon by the Master of the Master, and had no background. If the Master of the Master of the Master really cared about and admired Liu Changsheng and wanted Liu Changsheng to make his debut, he directly appointed an elder in the Golden Dan Realm to accept Liu Changsheng as his disciple. Liu Changsheng would definitely be successful in Daimei Mountain, but now, there is no possibility of this at all.
Daimeishan grabbed a lot of single spirit disciples like Liu Changsheng. Even if he had a magic weapon in his hand, it would not be directly helpful to him to condense the golden elixir.
The backbone of Daimeishan is still their talented elite disciples.
"Will there be a fourth group of people?"
That night, Liu Changsheng tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
Three groups of elite disciples of the White Tiger Hall trampled his self-esteem under his feet, but aroused his fighting spirit.
These three groups of elite disciples didn’t take him seriously, and he didn’t take him seriously either. What’s so cool about him? A group of rookies who have never even played with magic weapons!
Thinking of this, Liu Changsheng suddenly became a little more proud.
"Good stuff, just sell it. It's good to change some spirit stones and pills!"
A strange idea popped up in my mind. This idea first scared Liu Changsheng, but then became inexplicably excited.
As the few people just said, the value of the spirit sealing talisman sealed on this short stick is above tens of thousands of spirit stones, and the price of the lower-grade magic weapon is even more than 200,000 spirit stones. Although this short stick looks a bit ragged, it is probably OK to sell a hundred thousand spirit stones!
Only after one year of practice among the four inner church disciples can you receive forty spirit stones and ten thousand spirit stones from the sect. It takes 2,500 years to receive them!
"I don't know if anyone dares to buy the treasures given by the Master of the Head, and I don't know if the Master of the Head will blame it!"
I was confused about all kinds of thoughts and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
It was not until the two stone doors of the cave opened again that he climbed up from the stone bed and strode to the living room.
"Junior Brother Liu, have you got up? Uncle Jin Hu has instructions!"
Zhang Feng's voice sounded outside the cave, but this time, he did not walk into the cave.
"Senior brother is here to wait!"
Liu Changsheng nodded at Zhang Feng, turned around and walked back to the bedroom, took out the package, and walked out.
Zhang Feng still had a smile on his face, but this time he didn't have any verbosity. After seeing Liu Changsheng come out, he closed the stone gate of the cave, raised his sleeves, and a white light flew out of his sleeves, hovering and dancing in the air, turning into a flying sword about a meter long. He raised his footsteps and flew onto the long sword.
Seeing this scene, Liu Changsheng was stunned. Didn’t he take him to the Baihu Hall to meet Jin Hu? What should he do if he sacrificed his flying sword?
"Oh, I forgot that Junior Brother Liu is still a mortal!"
Zhang Feng reached out and patted the top of his head, smiled awkwardly, as if he had really forgotten it. Then, his hand raised and a golden light flew out, twisting and changing into a golden rope, wrapped around Liu Changsheng's waist. When he stretched out his hand, Liu Changsheng was immediately driven up in the air by a powerful force and flew towards Zhang Feng.
Liu Changsheng was shocked and instinctively raised his foot to step on the flying sword under Zhang Feng's feet. Just as his footsteps were about to land on the flying sword, Zhang Feng lit up the flying sword, and the white light of the flying sword flew forward, and flew out of the platform before the cave.
After stepping on the air, Liu Changsheng's figure suddenly hung in the air and fell towards the cliff. He suddenly fell several feet down from his head to the bottom. He was pulled by the golden rope around his waist and bounced upwards.
The blood and blood surged, the heart was pounding, and I almost burst into screams, but in the end I still held back and didn't scream.
He understood that Zhang Feng was deliberately making him foolish and torture him, but he didn't understand why Zhang Feng did this.
The clouds and mist were churning under my body, and I couldn't see the bottom of the valley at first sight. On the other side, the cliff was as steep as a knife.
"Bastard, if you have the guts, just loosen the rope!"
Liu Changsheng cursed Zhang Feng in his heart, but had no intention of begging for mercy. He let Zhang Feng fly forward with his sword and dragged him forward.
Just hung in the air and flew for more than a thousand feet away. Zhang Feng turned his head and looked back, pretending to yell, and said, "Why are Junior Brother Liu so careless? You should stand firm on the long sword? Why did it fall? If something goes wrong, I am not right and can't explain it!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pulled the golden rope, Liu Changsheng's figure suddenly flew up in the air again and staggered onto the long sword.
This time, Zhang Feng used his skill, and Liu Changsheng really stepped on the sword with his feet and stood firm.
Zhang Feng turned his head and looked at Liu Changsheng's face flushed and he said nothing, with a little anger in his eyes, but no fear. He suddenly felt anger in his heart, he smiled and said, "Junior Brother Liu has stood firm, don't be naughty anymore. If this falls, it will be broken into pieces!"
After saying that, two golden lights flew out from the soles of the feet and sank into the sword. The sword suddenly sounded clear and its speed increased greatly.
However, the golden rope around Liu Changsheng's waist was circling, winding like a golden python and wrapped around Zhang Feng's arm, leaving only a piece of about a foot long. In this way, he could naturally tighten Liu Changsheng's body at any time.
Liu Changsheng only felt the sound of wind roaring in his ears, and the strong wind cut his face. His eyes could no longer see the scenery around him. He only felt like a soulless kite being dragged towards Zhang Feng and flew.
The long sword flew high, suddenly fell down, suddenly rushed forward like an arrow, and sometimes flew to one side.
Zhang Feng in front of the sword looked proud, but Liu Changsheng behind him simply closed his eyes, letting the wind roar in his ears, and letting Zhang Feng tease him.
He was naturally afraid, but he was unwilling to beg for mercy. If this were the case, it would only make Zhang Feng even more excited and proud, and he didn't believe that Zhang Feng dared to throw him off the flying sword and let him be crushed to pieces.
A full incense stick passed, and when he saw that Liu Changsheng had no intention of begging for mercy and was not scared to scream, Zhang Feng felt bored instead.
After hesitating for a moment, he adjusted his speed and slowed down his speed, and flew steadily towards a thousand-foot peak directly westward.
A series of beast roars came from afar. The more you moved forward, the more noisy the beast roars became, as if there were a group of ferocious monsters trapped in the mountain ahead.
The flying sword flew steadily towards the mountain peak, and the expression on Zhang Feng's face changed again and again, and a gentle smile appeared on him.
Behind him, the expression on Liu Changsheng's face also slowly calmed down, as if nothing had happened.
Soon, a bluestone hall on the side of the mountain appeared in front of the two of them. Zhang Feng stepped on the flying sword and pressed the cloud head, stretched out his hand to pull Liu Changsheng, and landed lightly on the square in front of the hall, and flew up the flying sword.
"Senior Brother Zhang!"
"Senior Brother Zhang!"
"Senior Brother Zhang is here!"
"Junior Brother Zhang actually brought someone to test himself. This junior brother looks strange. Could it be that the master uncle personally took over the high school student?"
There were dozens of monks gathered above the square at this moment, half of whom were ignorant young men, and the other half, although they were old and young, judging from their clothes, appearance, expression and manners, they were obviously disciples like Zhang Feng.
Seeing Zhang Feng coming, many people came forward to say hello, and several of them had a flattery look in their expressions.
Zhang Feng returned the salute one by one with a smile on his face, then pointed at Liu Changsheng and said, "I believe everyone has heard of the blood lion Chi Yun being killed by Master Xiao Han. This junior brother Liu Changsheng is the heir to the magic weapon in Chi Yun's hand!"
"Oh, this is Junior Brother Liu, he is indeed a handsome man!"
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Junior Brother Liu is so lucky. We have been practicing in the White Tiger Hall for decades, and we have never even seen the Master of the Master of the Head before. Junior Brother Liu personally gave a magic weapon to the Master of the Head of the Head, which is really enviable!"
"Yes, yes, can Junior Brother Liu let everyone see the magic weapon of Chi Yun?"
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When many monks heard Liu Changsheng's name, their eyes lit up and surrounded them. Several of them even turned their eyes to the burden behind Liu Changsheng, and the more than ten young men also looked at Liu Changsheng excitedly and enviously.
"This... Senior Brother Zhang Feng reminded him all the way that the magic weapon should not be easily shown to others. If the younger brother does not listen to the instructions, he must tell the master to know, my younger brother...this..."
Liu Changsheng reached out and scratched his scalp, said with an awkward look, but his eyes were secretly looking at Zhang Feng.
After hearing Liu Changsheng's words, Zhang Feng's expression changed slightly. Liu Changsheng's simple words clearly meant two ways. The other means to prevent everyone from watching the magic weapon. Otherwise, he would have to tell Jin Hu about his actions just now.
No matter which one it is, it will be bad for him!
The other disciples around him looked at Zhang Feng one after another, and a few of them looked a little unhappy.
"The magic weapon is the most powerful treasure in this world, and it is not bad to see it!"
"Yes, I just took a look at it, can it be damaged?"
Two older monks sang and said sarcastically.
Chapter completed!