After taking a sip of wine, the master of the psychic sect immediately widened his eyes and praised: "Good wine, this is the legendary Zuixian Bar. It is said that this kind of wine has been lost with the death of Fat Maitreya. Why did Qin Xiaoyou There will be."
Qin Feng said with a smile: "That's not surprising, because I killed Fat Maitreya, so his things naturally belong to me."
The master of the psychic sect nodded: "I see, that's no wonder. I drank the Drunk Immortal Wine a few years ago, and I was shocked. Later, I wanted to taste it many times, but I never had the chance. I heard that Fatty Maitreya died, and I was sad for a while. I thought I would never be able to drink this kind of wine again, but I didn’t expect that I would take advantage of you, little friend.”
Mr. Qin said generously: "If you like to drink, drink more. I still have some here. The barbecue will be ready soon. Let's eat meat and drink in a big bowl later."
"Okay, then it's better to be respectful than obey." He agreed so readily just for the sake of Zuixianjiu.
After a while, the two began to eat and drink. As for men, after a few bowls of wine, their relationship became less unfamiliar. The half-drunk psychic sect leader treated him like a brother, calling him affectionate.
Some people were happy, some were worried, most of the camp was full of singing and laughter, except for a few defeated sects, the atmosphere was not so warm.
Among them, the Fire God Sect is particularly obvious. If the Fire God Taoist himself was defeated by Dong Qiankun, he would have nothing to say. Now it is his apprentice who was defeated by another apprentice, thus losing the opportunity to snatch the lotus platform.
From the beginning to the end, he believed that the lotus platform was ultimately his own. Even though Dong Qiankun and Piao Miao were watching, they could not change this fact.
Now, all hope is gone.
He felt dissatisfied that even the unknown boy Qin Feng was able to reach the top three, but he was brushed off because of Mao Laozi.
Two disciples brought dinner and carefully placed it in front of him. One of them said: "Master, let's have something to eat. We will need more tomorrow..."
"Tomorrow is nothing. What else do you want tomorrow? You still have to watch other people compete and compete for the lotus platform, right?" He angrily pushed all the dishes to the ground and said, "I have no appetite, and you are not allowed to eat either. When it gets quiet at night, we will leave here."
"Ah, leave." The disciple asked in surprise.
His eyes widened: "Is it embarrassing to continue to stay here? My old face has been completely embarrassed by you. I have no shame to continue to stay here. If you are willing to stay, just stay. Never return to the Fire God Sect again." ."
The faces of the two apprentices turned pale, and they nodded quickly and said: "We will go and inform the brothers and sisters, and be ready to leave at any time."
"Don't make too much noise. We have to leave without anyone noticing, otherwise we will be treated as a laughing stock." He said with a hint of displeasure.
Looking at Dong Qiankun's main hall, the lights are bright, the tables are filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the atmosphere is very lively.
He sat on the main seat, holding a glass of wine and said: "Master, it is all your credit that I can enter the top three. Everyone, drink this cup. Tomorrow, the master will definitely bring back the lotus platform. All disciples who have merit will be You can get a chance to try it out.”
Everyone raised their cups and drank it all in one gulp to seize the opportunity for him to enter the top three. The disciple was naturally the target of everyone's pursuit. He smiled and said: "Master, you will definitely win in the battle tomorrow. As long as you defeat Master Piaomiao, the remaining That Qin Feng I played is just a piece of cake."
"Yes, how can a guy who only knows how to use opportunism and carry out sneak attacks be the master's opponent?" the second apprentice agreed.
Dong Qiankun put down his cup and pretended to be humble and said, "Don't underestimate him. People who can enter the top three will not be fools. However, the master will definitely win, so you should be prepared to carry the lotus away."
Hahaha……
Arrogant laughter came one after another. Not far away was the Piaomiao faction's camp. The scene there was similar to this one. Master Piaomiao was also full of confidence in his victory.
A little further away are Baihemen and the Lin family's camp.
The two families got together and held a bonfire party, but no one was happy. As the first and second sects to voluntarily admit defeat, they felt that their faces were disgraceful.
"Brother Lin, how could that kid named Qin Feng level up so quickly?" The leader of the White Crane Clan couldn't understand.
Lin Fenglei couldn't understand, and said: "When I first met him, he was just a kid who had just become a cultivator. In less than a year, he has already entered the stage of Nirvana. It is really unbelievable. I I was thinking that he must have some adventures, including my granddaughter Lin Caiwei, who has only been with him for half a year, and now her level is higher than mine."
The leader of the White Crane Sect sighed: "I also think there must be some adventure. Now that's all, I will never avenge the enmity between you and him again in this life."
Lin Fenglei rolled his eyes and sneered: "It's not necessarily that we can't defeat Qin Feng, but can he guarantee that everyone around him is a powerful character? We can transfer our hatred to them."
"It's difficult." The leader of the White Crane Clan shook his head and said, "The other girl next to him is a little master at the Huazhen stage. I think the others are not too bad. Brother Lin, I accept my fate. It's not that I'm timid and afraid of death. , but the White Crane Sect can no longer withstand the hardships. After several changes in the past, we have been reduced from second-rate to third-rate, and are no longer even in the eyes of others. As the leader of the sect, I must consider everyone. Rather than disregarding the interests of the sect for the sake of personal hatred."
Lin Fenglei smiled: "I understand your difficulties, brother. If you are willing to shake hands with Qin Feng and make peace, that is your business, but I can't. I must vent my anger, otherwise, I will become a descendant of the Lin family."
When the leader of the White Crane Sect heard this, he quickly said: "Brother Lin, you have to think twice. Qin Feng is a man who will take revenge. If you mess with him, there will be no good results. In the past, you had Lin Caiwei's mother as a bargaining chip. Now that I don’t even have this little bargaining chip, what can I do to fight against them?”
Old Man Lin's expression changed. Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact was the fact. It was already in front of him. In the past, when Lin Caiwei's mother was a hostage, Qin Feng dared to go against the Lin family, let alone now.
But he really couldn't swallow that breath and wanted to take revenge on the other party.
The corner of his mouth moved and he said: "Don't worry, I will be careful. Qin Feng will suffer a loss and he won't be able to find out that I did it."
Seeing that he wanted to find a way to the dark side, the leader of the White Crane Clan shook his head and said: "Okay, whatever you want to do, I can't stop you even if you don't stop me. But, be careful and don't get involved with yourself."