Master Dingfeng was filled with joy, thinking that the magic weapon presented in front of everyone must be a good thing.
It's really a good thing. Qin Feng worked hard to get it from Qingya. You must know that the beauty inspector is a hard-core rooster who wants to get something from her. It's not much easier than climbing to the sky. .
But in order to successfully complete the task, and to avenge herself, she gritted her teeth and took out a magic weapon. It was said that this thing was obtained from the heaven, and it was many times better than the magic weapon in the world of cultivation.
In fact, it's not the case. If it was really a good thing, you couldn't beat the peak master last time because of Mao. Of course, Mr. Qin just thought about it in his heart and would never say it out loud.
Qin Feng walked up to Lao Immortal and said with a smile: "Alliance leader, this is a magic weapon passed down from my ancestors. It is said to come from the heaven. It can set fire and spray water. It is very powerful."
The old immortal's eyes lit up: "It's indeed a good thing. Last time I fought against the Inspector, she took out a similar magic weapon. It can set fire. It's very powerful."
"Haha, the one I gave you first can not only set fire, but also release water." Qin Feng said with a smile, and then handed it over with a respectful look.
The nail of the little finger of his right hand was filled with poison powder. While passing the magic weapon, he quietly flicked it and the powdered metal fell into the quilt below.
No one saw this process.
Master Dingfeng took the magic weapon, played with it in his hand, and praised: "Good thing, good thing, fellow Taoist, I don't know your name and sect yet, but you are so generous to think of this treasure." Give it to me and I will never treat you badly in the future."
"Thank you, Alliance Leader. I am a non-sectarian cultivator named Fengqin." He replied that if the word "Fengqin" was reversed, he would be Qin Feng.
The old man didn't think much about it and said: "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Fengqin. Since you have no family or sect, why not join the Xiaoyao sect. From now on, I will guide you in your cultivation and you will get twice the result with half the effort."
Mr. Qin's face was full of joy: "Thank you very much, leader. If Fengqin gets another good magic weapon in the future, I will definitely give it to you."
"Haha, okay, okay, okay."
He returned to his original position and waited for the peak master to pick up the cup. The poison he had just poured was enough to poison a Yuansheng Stage cultivator to death. As for the remaining poison, of course he kept it for himself.
As for Qingya, just tell her that they have all been used up. Anyway, I have already said hello before.
The old man continued to play with the weapon, with a proud expression on his face not to mention that he deserved a beating. He ignored all the people below.
A group of people began to think hard and consider whether they should also send some good things to the alliance leader.
After playing for a long time, Master Dingfeng put the magic weapon on the table, but he accidentally knocked over the wine glass.
I'll go.
Mr. Qin is going crazy. Isn't this just stealing the chicken but losing the rice? I offered all the magic weapons and you accepted them. Are you embarrassed if you don't drink the poison?
"Change a cup for me." The old man didn't take it seriously, and he had no intention of setting an example and being a frugal person. Otherwise, he would definitely lick the wine spilled on the table and floor in front of everyone. .
The doorman next to him immediately changed a new cup and filled it with wine again, while someone else took away the previous cup.
Mr. Qin's heart was bleeding. His perfect plan fell short. If Qingya knew about this, he would be even more heartbroken.
What should I do? I definitely can't choose to return without success. I must make some achievements, otherwise I won't be able to explain to Qingya.
He stood up holding his stomach and said with an embarrassed look: "Leader, my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I have to go to the latrine. I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter, I have three urgent needs, let's go." Lao Immortal agreed generously, all because of the magic weapon he had just offered.
After walking out of the main hall, he began to look for the hut, and in the process he also found the location of the kitchen.
Master Fengfeng is also a stingy guy. He invited a bunch of people over, but he didn't plan to treat them all to a meal, so the kitchen only prepared meals for members of the Xiaoyao sect.
This gave Qin Feng an opportunity. He did not want to poison the entire cultivation world, although he did not want to see anyone except the master of the psychic sect.
The poison was specially added to the wine. Master Dingfeng became the leader of the alliance. The entire Xiaoyao sect was filled with joy and they would definitely have a drink to celebrate.
The main reason is that there is too little poison. If Mr. Qin had a lot of money, he would definitely consider poisoning all the dishes.
Now that's good, I wanted to keep some poison secretly and use it on other enemies later, but now it seems I really have to use it all at once.
He carefully poured the poison into one of the jars, shook it evenly, and distributed it evenly into the other jars.
As expected, five or six people came over wearing aprons and carrying kitchen knives in their hands. There was also a cultivator who came with him. As he walked, he explained: "There is no need to increase the amount of food. It is still the same as that of our Xiaoyao sect." When people come to eat, the variety must be rich, as this is a celebration banquet."
A cook asked in confusion: "We have invited so many guests, why don't we care about the food?"
"Of course I don't care." The man snorted: "Inviting them over is already a great honor. We have no obligation to care about their food and drink. Not only do we not care, they also have to send gifts to their ancestors and support them as the leader of the alliance."
"Haha, that's good." Another cook said with a smile: "Just now we saw such a big group of people outside, thinking that today's cooking task will definitely be very heavy. Cooking for so many people will be tiring. If death is not an option, then what should they eat? It’s up to you to decide.”
"Nonsense, if you don't solve it yourself, something delicious will fall from the sky."
Mr. Qin expressed his utmost contempt for Master Dingfeng's actions. He was so stingy that he didn't even invite him for a meal. With such a human nature, you still want to be the leader of the alliance. You really think highly of yourself.
This is good, so as to prevent innocent people from being poisoned, hahaha.
In the main hall, the old immortal winked at a disciple, who understood and said loudly: "Comrades, since everyone agrees that our peak ancestor will be the leader, the next step is the celebration banquet of our Xiaoyao sect, you can go out Let’s take care of the food and drink issues on our own.”
Everyone looked at each other and said, Damn, I came all this way to flatter you, and I can’t even get a meal.
But everyone dared not speak out in anger, and the next words made them want to die.
The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect continued: "When you have eaten and drank enough, just wait outside. We have to build eight auxiliary halls. Our sect is short of manpower and needs your help. In addition to labor, you must also prepare corresponding supplies." Materials, this is what the leader means, do you understand?"