"Shen Chenfeng, are you really an alchemy master?"
Leng Qingqiu's beautiful eyes widened with an expression of disbelief on her face.
Only those alchemists whose alchemy skills are extraordinary and who are ranked fourth level or above are qualified to be called masters.
In her impression, all the people who could cultivate to this level were old men with gray beards.
But Shen Chenfeng is so young, he is actually a master of alchemy.
Moreover, he also mastered the swordsmanship of heaven and earth.
this……
Isn’t it too scary?
"Really, it's all true."
Zhao Wuya's face was full of excitement, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and said: "That day in the alchemy hall, he refined a third-level king-grade soul-reviving elixir, which caused three elders to grab it. But this is nothing, he used his spiritual weakness to With the strength of the first level, it would be a shock to break into the Tongtian Tower and kill the gatekeeper."
"That gatekeeper is at the pinnacle of the Lingxu realm, and his swordsmanship is superb. In the entire Xuantian City, no one except Xifeng Lie can block his ten moves."
"However, such a powerful gatekeeper was instantly killed by Shen Chenfeng with a sword."
"You are too perverted."
At the end of the sentence, Zhao Wuya couldn't help but use foul language.
"Isn't he just a gatekeeper?"
Although Leng Qingqiu has never been to the Tower of Babel, he has heard about it and said: "I heard that the gatekeeper is just a remnant soul."
"Don't underestimate him."
Zhao Wuya said seriously, "You don't know something. The gatekeeper is a senior of the Xuantian Sect, who is known as the best genius in swordsmanship. Unfortunately, he later became possessed and was sealed in the Tongtian Tower. Even though he only has a trace of his remaining soul, his strength is extremely terrifying."
"The number one genius in swordsmanship?"
Leng Qingqiu's eyes were solemn, and he was obviously frightened by this name.
However, before she could continue to ask, a figure came from the back of the hall. He was holding a book and was concentrating on it. He did not notice Zhao Wuya and Leng Qingqiu, and said: "Master, I am a little uncomfortable with this Taisheng Sword Body." Understand, can you explain it to me?"
Seeing this man, Zhao Wuya, who was boasting, froze in place like a statue.
Leng Qingqiu took a deep breath, her heart trembling crazily.
It's him!
Although Leng Qingqiu had never seen this man before, she clearly remembered that there was a portrait of a man hanging in Chen Yuanxiang's room.
Even though they were slightly different, she recognized them immediately.
This man is the real person in that portrait.
"kindness?"
As if sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, Zhang Ruoli raised his head, looked at the scene in the hall, and said apologetically: "It turns out there are guests visiting, so I won't disturb the master."
After saying that, he saluted Shen Chenfeng and walked into the back hall again.
After Zhang Ruoli disappeared, Zhao Wuya finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at Shen Chenfeng with horrified eyes and shouted regardless of his image: "Isn't this the guardian of Babel Tower? Why does he appear here and call you master?"
"That's right."
Shen Chenfeng looked cold, as if this was a trivial matter, and said: "I just gave him a few pointers, and he cried and worshiped me as his master. I didn't want to accept it, but he shamelessly kept pestering me. I also I have no choice but to accept it for now."
"What?"
Zhao Wuya opened his mouth wide and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.
I remember when he ambitiously challenged the Babel Tower, but was easily defeated by the gatekeeper. So he began to practice swordsmanship, and respected the gatekeeper as a god, and vowed to become a great swordsman like Zhang Ruoli.
But……
Zhang Ruoli, who was like a god in his eyes, actually cried and worshiped Shen Chenfeng as his master, and Shen Chenfeng didn't want to give up.
Zhao Wuya's eyes trembled, and he suddenly felt that something was broken in his heart.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
Shen Chenfeng waved his hand, looked at the two people with unseen expressions, and said, "You came all the way here to show off your surprise, right?"
"of course not."
Leng Qingqiu took a deep breath and said with a cold expression: "Just yesterday, Lin Wan'er's master Situ Qian went to Yuji Peak to investigate the crime, but he was repelled by my senior sister and I. However, Lin Wan'er will retaliate, and he returned without success from me. I’m sure I’ll cause trouble for you soon.”
"This bitch still dares to cause trouble for me?"
Shen Chenfeng sneered and said: "If she dares to come, I will make sure she never comes back. But I am dealing with the Li family and I don't bother to pay attention to her. I will take care of her after I bow to the inner door."
"Are you planning to deal with the Li family?"
Leng Qingqiu frowned slightly and said: "Shen Chenfeng, I advise you not to take action rashly. The Li family is by no means as simple as it seems. If the Li family is really angered and the inner sect takes action, the Xuantian City Lord will also protect him. I can’t help you.”
"What a joke, why do I, Shen Chenfeng, need personal protection?"
Shen Chenfeng looked disdainful, but didn't want to say anything more to a woman, and said: "But don't worry, I won't take action if I don't have absolute certainty."
"That's good."
Leng Qingqiu hesitated for a rare moment, took out a solid-color long sword from his arms, and said apologetically: "I handed over the six basic sword skills. The master was shocked and specially rewarded this magic weapon. But the six basic sword skills are yours. , I don’t dare to take this magic weapon as my own, so I sent it to you.”
"This is?"
Looking at the solid-colored sword, Zhao Wuya's eyes almost popped out of his head.
Flying sword!
This is the magic weapon that every sword cultivator dreams of.
As long as you can own a flying sword, you can immediately ride the sword and ride the wind, kill enemies thousands of miles away, and become a sword fairy level figure.
However.
It's this kind of magic weapon that everyone dreams of. Shen Chenfeng didn't even look at it and said: "Isn't it just a flying sword? You can keep it for yourself."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuya froze on the spot.
Flying sword magic weapon!
However, Shen Chenfeng actually refused.
Leng Qingqiu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sighing that Shen Chenfeng was indeed as rich as Tan Zhiruo said, and even flying swords were not rare, and said: "In that case, I will accept it."
"Okay, if nothing happens, you can all leave."
Shen Chenfeng stretched his muscles and bones, and a crackling sound came from his body.
"etc."
Zhao Wuya suddenly reacted and said: "Shen Chenfeng, I came to you this time because I have something to discuss with you."
"What's up?"
Shen Chenfeng raised his eyes, suddenly laughed, and said: "You flattered me for a long time. Could it be that you came to me to ask for the elixir?"
"Of course not. After all, we are brothers who live through life and death. What do you think of me?"
Zhao Wuya pretended to be angry, and immediately said: "This time Chongxiao Palace has issued a special mission, and the reward is very generous. Now I have formed a team with several companions, but I still feel that it is not safe. I want to invite you to participate. I don't know if you Are you interested?"