Traveling through the heavens

Before Qin Feng reached the mountain road, he met someone from the Wuliang Sword Sect.

And that person from the Wuliang Sword Sect met Qin Feng here.

He was obviously taken aback.

Because he didn't expect that this man would go up the mountain and beat him and others to a pulp.

In the end, it was the master who took action and defeated him.

Moreover, doesn’t this person only go up the mountain once every half month to communicate with the master?

This time it has only been nine days, why is it here now?

Thinking of this, the man forgot all the things his master had told him before going down the mountain.

Thinking of this, I wanted to go back to the door and notify the master, but Xu Kuan came again.

Qin Feng saw this person from the Wuliang Sword Sect and ran away as soon as he met him.

I was speechless for a moment, was I so terrible?

Don't you just want to say goodbye to someone who has been a grindstone for so long?

Why are you still treating people like demons?

Oh~, it really hurts one’s self-esteem.

So Qin Feng shouted to the disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect: "Hey, don't run. Why are you running?"

The people from the Wuliang Sword Sect ran faster after hearing Qin Feng's words.

Because when Qin Feng went to challenge, he was the one standing at the door of the Sword Sect.

Because this kid who is younger than himself actually wants to challenge the elite of their sect.

Suddenly he wanted to give Qin Feng some color. Of course, a touch of red made Qin Feng see it.

At that time, I slapped myself to the ground. I lay in bed for half a month before I got out of bed.

This is also the reason why this man is so afraid of Qin Feng. He didn't want to come to the mission assigned by the master.

Because Qin Feng had a huge psychological shadow on him, he had just seen Qin Feng.

I was so scared that my legs went limp.

Qin Feng saw him walking faster and faster, and immediately speeded up.

Get in front of him.

Facing this disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect, he smiled slightly.

"Brother, since I see you here, please give your boss a message. I'm leaving. I also want to thank your boss for helping me during this time. I'll say goodbye now. See you again."

This disciple almost fainted from fright when he saw Qin Feng's smile.

But after hearing what Qin Feng said, he immediately became energetic.

Seeing that Qin Feng was about to leave, things that he had forgotten about were now suddenly remembered.

He shouted loudly to Qin Feng who was walking away: "Brother, stop, I have something important to tell you."

After Qin Feng heard it, he stopped where he was.

He glanced back and raised his right hand, signaling for him to speak.

As soon as the man saw it, he immediately spoke at a very fast speed.

"Our leader said that in seven days, our Wuliang Sword Sect's five-year grand event will be held, and we would like to invite you to watch it together."

When Qin Feng heard this, wasn't this a waste of time?

So he shook his head, turned around and walked away, waving his hand behind him.

This person saw Qin Feng and left without looking back, and he didn't know whether Qin Feng agreed or not.

“I don’t want to go, it’s boring”

At this time, a voice came, and the man's heart suddenly became certain.

He immediately turned around and ran towards the mountain, for fear that Qin Feng would turn around and slap him.

Qin Feng seemed to suddenly think of something, so he stopped the man.

I told him that I would go by myself.

Then he turned back and walked towards the village he came out of.

For seven consecutive days, Qin Feng practiced Kung Fu, practicing Kung Fu.

Never slack off.

…………

Wuliang Sword Sect, Sword Lake Palace.

Qin Feng sat high in the viewing stand, headed by several people.

Qin Feng didn't know anyone except Zuo Zimu.

Before the conference started, Zuo Zimu introduced Qin Feng to the people in the stands, and also introduced Qin Feng to the people in the stands.

Side by side with Zuo Zimu was a middle-aged woman named Xing Shuangqing, the head of the Western Sect of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Around the two of them, there were eight fellow martial artists from nearby Dali.

Qin Feng nodded to several people and signaled.

I randomly gave a few exploratory eyes and looked at some of their basic conditions, and I was immediately disappointed.

None of them are similar to Zuo Zimu, they are all top-notch third-rate masters.

The realms are all acquired at the third level, and only one Xing Shuangqing is at the acquired fourth level.

So Qin Feng's eyes no longer stayed on these people.

Instead, he used probing techniques to watch the young man in white.

【Name: Duan Yu】

【Repair: None】

[Luck: Gold (Weight: eighty-two cents per catty)]

[Identity: Son of Destiny in the World of Demi-Dragon and Eight Parts]

[Combat power: none]

Qin Feng looked at this young man who was shining with golden light in the eyes of the detective.

Suddenly there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and Zuo Zimu carefully introduced the people here to Qin Feng.

But he found Qin Feng looking at the young man in white with a faint smile.

So Zuo Zimu asked Qin Feng: "Young hero, do you think there is anything wrong with this person?"

After Qin Feng heard this, he shook his head lightly.

Then he stopped looking at Duan Yu, although he was not looking at Duan Yu.

Qin Feng felt that this person was really lucky.

Even with his fourth uncle's powerful cultivation, the color of his luck is only white with a hint of blue.

Such a person with no cultivation, not even any cultivation, has a golden destiny.

Moreover, the weight of luck actually exceeded one catty, and reached one catty and eight taels, which would soon become one catty and nine taels.

Qin Feng also looked at the crowd around him with his exploratory eyes, and found that most of them were white luck, with a small amount of blue mixed in.

The one with the greatest weight of luck is Zuo Zimu.

It only weighs six and a half points.

The second one is Xing Shuangqing, with a fortune weight of five taels and nine qian.

After that, there were these people sitting on the high platform, all in groups of four or five.

The luck weight of most other people is around one or two taels.

Qin Feng didn't know how lucky he was, but he had obtained the Seal of Time and Space, which made him think a lot.

After the previous episode, the five-year competition for the Sword Lake Palace has begun.

Qin Feng looked at the battle below like a child playing house.

Immediately I lost interest, and since I came here, I couldn’t leave.

So I could only sit on a stool and watch the competition while doing exercises, so as to practice multitasking.

"Pfft"

Qin Feng suddenly heard a popping sound and turned his eyes towards the place where the sound came from.

Seeing Duan Yu facing the fight below, he didn't even cover his mouth.

Qin Feng was speechless as he smiled.

This person can also be the protagonist, regardless of the occasion. Didn't the Duan royal family teach him?

But Qin Feng didn't want to say much, but silently used his internal energy.

While watching the competition below, he was practicing skills with two minds, or even three minds.

Although the process was somewhat stumbling, the inner strength was still functioning for the first little week.

Just when Qin Feng was working with some care, the tablet-opening hand was tempering the skin.

In the following competition, Dongzong, led by Zuo Zimu, won three games in a row.

Zuo Zimu happily showed off to Xing Shuangqing, then stood up and faced his fellow martial artists who came.

Speaking of the outcome of the game, Xing Shuangqing originally planned to refute it.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's body fluctuated with airflow.