Qin Feng calmly left the crowd, because according to expert judgment, this material is located below 500 meters underground. After entering 300 meters, the drilling speed slows down a lot. It is still difficult to drill to 500 meters. It takes a lot of time.
The visitor obeyed the rules and did not run around here, but stayed where he appeared.
"Who is it?" Qin Feng shouted when he was thirty meters away.
"Master of the Golden Dragon Sect, Wuwei Zhenren." The owner of the voice was an old man, holding a fly whisk in his hand, wearing an off-white Taoist robe, and looking like an immortal.
The Golden Dragon Sect came really quickly.
Mr. Qin sneered and said: "You are here to find a place for your apprentice. Then I can tell you responsibly that this is the territory of the Chinese military. No one can approach it, not even cultivators."
The old Taoist was not angry, but said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, you can't say that. The military just took control of this area earlier than the cultivators. If the cultivators arrived first and surrounded the place first, what would happen if the cultivators arrived first? Is there anything going on with the military and government?"
He said tit for tat: "But the people who have fenced this place now are the military and not cultivators. If you come back, you will cause trouble."
"Although your Excellency is from the military, you are also a cultivator, right?" the old man asked.
Qin Shao smiled and said: "Because of this, I was assigned to stop the cultivators from causing trouble. I believe Ma Yinghong has told you everything that needs to be said. I advise you to leave, so as not to hurt everyone's harmony."
The old Taoist stared at him meaningfully for a few seconds and said: "Young man, you are arrogant, but you do have the capital to be arrogant. As a young cultivator, you have no sect, but you have the ability to peek into the sky." His strength is rare in our world of cultivation."
He sarcastically said: "I wish that was very simple. That's because you stick to the rules. Isn't my existence enough to prove this? Your method of cultivation is simply wrong, and your thoughts are also wrong. First of all, let's talk about it ideologically. , you keep talking about being pure of heart and having few desires, but human desires and selfishness can never be eradicated. With this premise, so being pure of heart and having few desires is just an empty talk. Apart from deceiving yourself, what else is there? use."
This kind of denigration of the world of cultivation can be considered treasonous, but there is some truth in it.
In addition to Qin Feng's high level, the old Taoist can't fall out so quickly, because once there is a fight, we don't know who will win and who will lose.
It has been more than a hundred years since Master Wuwei became a cultivator. He has been working hard and has finally become a master in the Tribulation Stage. He has been in the Tribulation Stage for decades and was promoted to the peak stage a while ago.
Based on his years of experience in reading people, it can be easily seen that Qin Feng is not very old. Even if he started practicing since he was born, it has only been about twenty years, so how could he have made such rapid progress.
If he knew that Young Master Qin had been exposed to cultivation for less than a year, the old man would probably be furious to death.
Is it really caused by sticking to the rules? I haven't heard of it. Cultivators have been passed down for thousands of years. Except for a few animal-level figures back then, everyone's promotion speed is the same. In less than tens or hundreds of years, it is difficult to Become a master of the sky-peeping period.
As for the final ascension, many people took more than three hundred years.
Mr. Qin said impatiently: "I've been talking nonsense to you for so long. Are you going to leave or not? I advise you to leave voluntarily, otherwise we will have to fight with each other."
The old man chuckled: "Young man, to be honest, I don't want to be your enemy, but when I see a young and talented person like you, I can't help but want to compete."
"That means whoever has the bigger fist has the final say." Qin Feng understood what the old man meant and called Feijian out directly.
The old Taoist was not polite to him. He put down his whisk and took out something similar to a morning glory, which should be made of copper.
Since neither of them is too lazy to say anything, let's start fighting.
Qin Feng was the first to launch an attack. Since he didn't know the opponent's strength, he took a more conservative approach with his first move and stabbed the opponent in the chest.
The old Taoist calmly shook the magic weapon in his hand, and it made a crisp sound. It turned out that it was a bell, no wonder it looked like a morning glory.
Ring bell…
As the sound speeded up, ordinary sounds turned into sound waves with afterimages. Qin Feng's flying sword seemed to be stabbed on something, and its flying speed suddenly dropped sharply until it hovered in mid-air and could not move forward for another half minute.
The old man had a smile on his face: "Young man, my magic weapon is called Zhentian Bell. It is capable of offense and defense, but your flying sword cannot."
Damn it, isn't there a magic weapon? I also have it.
He thought of the golden bowl that he had snatched from someone else. It had not been used for a long time and had once been very effective against mutated orcs.
But after thinking about it, it’s better not to use it. After all, it is obtained by killing people and selling goods. Once someone recognizes it, it is always bad.
Furthermore, that thing is very powerful in terms of transformation. If you want to use it, you should use it from the beginning. If you take it out now, the experts will definitely find out the clues.
Apart from this, Mr. Qin only has a bunch of talismans left.
In the eyes of other cultivators, talismans are useless things, but he never sees them that way. You must know that at this moment, he has mastered the method of making advanced talismans, such as the advanced lightning spell. The damage power is no less than that of requiring a spell to appear. of ice picks.
At this moment, he was holding two Lightning Spells in his hand.
Click... click...
Two bolts of lightning appeared at the same time, one to the left and one to the right.
The old Taoist thought that he had suppressed Qin Feng with the power of the Sky-shaking Bell, but he didn't expect that he had a talisman in his hand.
He hurriedly avoided, but he was only lucky enough to escape one bolt of lightning, and was struck accurately on the back of the head by another lightning bolt. The silver snake-like arc of electricity traveled back and forth on his body. Because he was not prepared, he was struck badly. It was mild, not only sore all over my body, but my mobility was also greatly reduced.
In line with the principle of not being disrespectful in return, Mr. Qin said with a smile: "Old man, this is called the lightning spell. It doesn't require a magic weapon. It only needs a small piece of paper. How about it? It tastes okay. ."
The old Taoist was furious. He originally came to stand up for his apprentice. Although he did not have the confidence to defeat Qin Feng, he felt that it should at least be a tie. Who would have thought that he would suffer a big loss right from the beginning.
Moreover, the moment he was struck by lightning, the sound waves emitted by the Sky-shaking Bell disappeared. Qin Feng's flying sword regained its freedom and was now stabbing towards him.
Boy, you don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all. I will fight with you today.