Mortals cultivating immortals and encountering strange encounters with immortals

"Song, Hall Master Song, this person is a handyman! According to the sect's rules, handymen cannot...!"

"Hmph, open your dog eyes and see clearly! Then talk with your elm head,"

After the words fell, everyone looked at Qin Wanfeng. At this time, Qin Wanfeng gradually revealed a trace of his cultivation at the top of the second level of Qi Refining.

The moment his cultivation was revealed, a strong Qi-refining period cultivation full of vicissitudes of life was undoubtedly revealed.

Moreover, Qin Wanfeng's revealed Qi-refining stage cultivation is different from that of those who accumulated pills. The kind of Qi-refining disciples who rely on pills to accumulate not only have a weak aura,

And he is far from as powerful and domineering as Qin Wanfeng, and some outer disciples, when they felt the deep sea-like aura in Qin Wanfeng's body, couldn't help but take a breath: there was only deep shock in their eyes;

"Hiss! What a solid foundation! The aura is both strong and powerful!"

"With a fierce murderous aura! Where did this kid come from? And he is dressed like a handyman disciple?"

"Alas! Wang Gang! Look at this kid, does he look familiar?"

"Huh? Isn't he the handyman who went out to the market half a year ago? I remember that before, the two losers Wang Tiezhu and Lei Shan from the Busyman Peak died at his hands?"

"Is it him? What happened in the past six months? To make his aura so deep that even ordinary outer disciples are no match for him?"

Qin Wanfeng remained silent while listening to everyone's words. He looked around and saw that most of the crowd were still disciples in the Qi refining stage. There were very few who were above the sixth level. Most of these people had relatively strong auras. Xu Fu, his real strength is only around the second or third level of Qi Refining, it's just an appearance. If he really got into a fight, he might not even be able to withstand his three moves!

Listening to the discussion of the people around him, the deacon carefully observed Qin Wanfeng. After this look, he recalled every bit of information about Qin Wanfeng. The person who led him in that day was the inner disciple Hua Yuechan.

But what he didn't understand was why no one else came back. He alone came back and reached the top of the second level of Qi Refining. Without waiting for him to think about it,

He saw a tyrannical aura quietly locking onto him and threatening to seriously injure him. Moreover, he had no resistance in front of that aura. Upon seeing this, he immediately looked panicked and knelt down with his legs, begging for mercy;

"Hall Master Song, spare your life! I'm so young, I don't know Mount Tai, so I rashly..."

"Hmph! Since there is something wrong with your eyes, then you don't need these eyes! I'm here to help you get rid of them,"

At this time, Song Dali showed his strong and domineering side, and Qin Wanfeng couldn't help but be stunned. In his opinion, this person was just fulfilling his duties and had no other out-of-bounds actions, but his mentor took action. It would be a bit cruel to depose him, but after all, it was himself who caused the matter. If this person suffered irreversible injuries because of himself, he must have a grudge, and it happened that the deacon also looked at him with eyes begging for mercy. Looking at Qin Wanfeng, upon seeing this, Qin Wanfeng opened his mouth, cupped his hands and saluted;

"Teacher! Deacons are just responsibilities! I didn't mean to offend my disciples! This behavior is excusable! I hope my teacher will be more open-minded!"

Qin Wanfeng lowered his head and bowed his hands in salute. After saying these words, Song Dali's aura obviously dissipated a lot.

Instead of being so aggressive, he gave the other party a cold look with a clear warning. The deacon also wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then looked at Qin Wanfeng with grateful eyes.

Among the onlookers, in their opinion, the deacon must not be able to escape after being beaten today, because both the outer sect and the inner sect knew that the master of Song Hall in Fu Feng had a bad temper and was notoriously bad, but they never thought that Qin Wanfeng's words saved his life today.

Moreover, the crowd of onlookers originally looked at Qin Wanfeng with contempt and ridicule, but now Qin Wanfeng's words proved that he was not only broad-minded, but also a generous person! I couldn't help but be surprised by Qin Wanfeng's current behavior! If it were in their eyes, they would definitely pray to their mentor to teach this deacon a lesson.

At this time, in the distance, a huge white-headed bird chasing the wind was carrying Danfengfeng's advocate Baihe and his disciple Yuyan towards here.

Song Dali's actions happened to be seen by Zhang Baihe. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but reveal his contempt, his face was full of sarcasm, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he sarcastically said;

"Haha! Hall Master Song really has a lot of you! If it weren't for the dissuasion of others! I'm afraid this deacon wouldn't be able to escape your clutches today!"

"Zhang Baihe! I advise you to refine the elixir first and then take care of my business! Look at your half-baked alchemy skills! If it weren't for the fact that there are no other elixirs for sale in the sect! Those poisonous elixirs you refined, dogs Don’t even eat it!”

"You~!"

After the words fell, the eyes of the onlookers were a little strange. Indeed, the pills in the sect were indeed inferior. For the same Peiyuan Pill, the one in the market was more than a star and a half better than the Peiyuan Pill in the sect!

The Peiyuan Pills in the market are full of fragrance, which not only maximizes the efficacy of the medicine, but also has few side effects after taking it. After taking the pills in the sect, there are more or less some sequelae, but a little bit is not a problem. But after a long time, the tendons and veins will become clogged, and in severe cases it will lead to a decline in the realm.

Although Song Dali's words were sharp, he also spoke out the thoughts of most people. Some people even nodded secretly. Seeing this, Zhang Baihe's eyes turned cold, with murderous intent in his eyes. He stared at Song Dali, but Song Dali was full of ridicule, and then led Qin Wanfeng straight into the sect.

But Yu Yan, who was next to Zhang Baihe, looked shocked, with an unbelievable look on her face, as if she had eaten two kilograms of shit.

"He, how could he? How could he?"

Hearing this, Zhang Baihe turned around, looked at Yu Yan, and asked;

"What's wrong? Yu Yan?"

Seeing this, Na Yuyan shook her head, and her eyes gradually became fierce. In addition, she originally had single eyelids, which made her face even more fierce.

Not long after, Qin Wanfeng was brought to Fu Feng. This is a relatively short mountain. Although it is not as tall as other peaks, it is not bad either.

Follow the winding steps all the way up. There are lush ancient trees on both sides of the steps, and all kinds of strange flowers are blooming on both sides.

The aroma is overflowing, making people feel refreshed after smelling it. It seems that the depression in the heart is much less. Qin Wanfeng walked on the steps and carefully looked at the strange thing with huge purple flowers blooming. Song Dali saw Qin Wanfeng's curiosity, smiled and said;

"This is a thing that can calm the mind, called concentration herb! Although it is exactly the same as a flower, its name is called herb! Apart from some ornamental value, this thing has no other use!"

Qin Wanfeng listened to the explanation of his mentor Song Dali, and the curiosity in his heart slowly receded. As Qin Wanfeng reached the top of the mountain, independent small attics appeared in front of him. Song Dali pointed to the open space on the other side of the small attic and said ;

"Your mission today is to build a shelter here! From now on, you are not allowed to enter this attic without my instructions!"

Song Dali changed his previous kindness and became majestic in an instant, with a bit of sinister expression on his brows. Qin Wanfeng did not dare to neglect, nodded repeatedly, and then looked in the direction that Song Dali pointed, and saw that it was A two-story small attic. From time to time, there was an urgent and crisp coughing sound in the small attic.

And it was accompanied by bursts of herbal fragrance. Needless to say, there must be a sick woman among them. After Song Dali handed over the matter, he moved towards the depths of the sect with his sword.

And Qin Wanfeng was there, using some scattered stones to build a small shelter. For such things, Qin Wanfeng was naturally handy.

In the village, he was the naughtiest as a child. Every time the small house built is much larger than that of other children.

While Qin Wanfeng was building a shelter, the entire Qinglian Sect almost exploded, because there was a thing circulating in the sect, that is, the master of Fu Feng Song Hall, who almost never accepted a disciple, accepted one for the first time. Being a disciple of a handyman is not the most explosive thing.

The most explosive thing was that a long-lost servant from the Handyman Peak unexpectedly appeared in the Qinglian Sect and was accepted as a disciple by Hall Master Song.

Then something even more sensational came. Tomorrow the sect will hold a grand celebration for Hall Master Fu Feng Song. At that time, all Fu Feng's talismans will be sold at half price!

You must know that in Qinglian Sect, if you say that the elixir is not easy to use, some people may respond, but if you say that the talisman is not easy to use, someone will probably beat you up on the spot.

And only those elders know that the power of the soul of Hall Master Song in Fu Feng is extremely powerful, even worse than that of the sect masters, rich and domineering, and there is a sense of vicissitudes of life in the domineering.

This also makes the talismans he depicts quite famous throughout Sanwei and even Qingzhou! Even some big sects and families came here to learn from him, but without exception, they were all rejected by Song Dali.

"What? The Master of Fu Feng Song Hall will accept a handyman as his direct disciple?"

"How is this possible? I vaguely remember that the masters of the Treasure Appreciation Building asked Hall Master Song to come and take charge of the Treasure Appreciation Building for them! But Hall Master Song refused!"

"The five-nation alliance has sent some representatives to purchase our sect's talismans and seals!"

...............

Both elders and disciples are curious about who is so lucky to be under Song Dali's sect.

In the inner door, in a training room, Hua Yuechan, wearing a pink dress, is practicing with concentration. At this time, the sadness between her eyebrows lingers for a long time, and there are several strands of silver hidden in it on her forehead. ,

"Damn it! Why is it so difficult to build this foundation? Does it mean that you need foundation building pills when you enter the foundation building stage?"

Hua Yuechan has been immersed in cultivation wholeheartedly since she said goodbye to Qin Wanfeng that day. She needs to prepare for the competition in the near future.