"Dear friends, please take a seat. I apologize for my poor hospitality."
The host, a middle-aged man, kept clasping his fists.
The aura emanating from his body is extremely powerful.
However, the Nascent Soul in his Dantian was black.
"This way!" Long Xiaohai patted Qin Feng's shoulder and quickly came to the location of the Jiuyang Sect.
Tang He turned around, looked at Qin Feng, and immediately sighed.
Beside him, a middle-aged man turned his head slightly.
"Your apprentice doesn't have many rules." said the man.
"Master, that's the Qin Feng I told you about last time." Tang He said softly.
Hearing the sound, the man's eyes lit up.
He stood up, a kind smile on his face: "Haha, are you friends of Yun Zong?"
"Qin Feng, this is our sect leader Lan Yun." Tang He said.
"Greetings, senior." Qin Feng clasped his fists with a strange look on his face.
What does Tanghe mean?
Could it be that they haven't given up yet?
At this time, Zhang Fei was overwhelmed by a sense of crisis.
The aura emanating from Lan Yun was extremely terrifying.
Facing this kind of Nascent Soul cultivator, he really had no chance.
Such a cultivator, who thinks so highly of Qin Feng, is totally screwed.
"Since there are fewer of you, just sit next to us." Lan Yun smiled, her eyes looking at Qin Feng again and again.
There was curiosity, but also a little disappointment.
The first level of foundation building, almost there.
He came from the same place as Long Xiaohai, and Long Xiaohai has already reached the ninth level of foundation building.
His talent seems to be very poor, but how come he is noticed by the direct descendants of Yipinlou?
The reason he stood up to greet him was entirely because of Wang Qingyu.
As a direct descendant of Yipinlou, to be honest, he has no access to any of them.
If you can establish a good relationship with Qin Feng, you will have the possibility of coming into contact with the direct lineage of Yipinlou in the future.
Otherwise, why would the leader of an eighth-level sect like him stand up to greet a kid who was only at the first level of foundation building?
Lan Yun waved her hand, and several people immediately made way.
"Thank you, senior." Qin Feng clasped his fists to express his gratitude.
"It's a small matter, Long Xiaohai. He is now our Jiuyang Sect's direct disciple. As his good friend, you are also our Jiuyang Sect's friend. You're welcome!" Lan Yun said, returning to her seat.
"Master, you are just a junior at the first level of foundation building." A young girl next to Lan Yun curled her lips.
She is not very old, but there is a golden pill in her dantian that is very dazzling.
"That's the Holy Maiden of our Jiuyang Sect. She's about the same age as you and is now a Jindan cultivator. Don't provoke her." Long Xiaohai sat next to Qin Feng and reminded him.
Qin Feng nodded and then looked around.
Behind Lan Yun, there were thirty-five people sitting.
There are twenty-five Nascent Soul cultivators.
Five Jindan monks!
The other five people, except Long Xiaohai, have all reached the great perfection of foundation building.
Looking at his side again, Qin Feng smiled bitterly.
Their side is indeed a bit shabby.
"Brother Xiaofeng, this is delicious." Lin Nan reached out, picked up a bright red fruit, and handed it to Qin Feng's mouth.
"If it tastes good, eat more." Qin Feng opened his mouth and Lin Nan immediately stuffed the fruit into his mouth.
A burst of spiritual power suddenly exploded in Qin Feng's body.
Unfortunately, in an instant, the spiritual power dissipated from Qin Feng's body.
"Master, that kid's talent is so weak that he can't even absorb the spiritual power of the spiritual fruit." The woman next to Lan Yun spoke with a hint of disdain in her voice.
Lan Yun reached out and tapped the woman's forehead with her fingers.
"Be polite." Lan Yun turned around and looked at Qin Feng.
Looking at the spiritual power escaping from Qin Feng's body, his pupils also constricted.
No way!
This kid, has such poor talent?
A group of people around were shaking their heads.
How could he inherit the No. 6 relic with such poor talent?
This guy Guan Zijie dared to lie to them.
Do you really think they are fools?
At this time, Guan Zijie was also a little dumbfounded.
He couldn't understand how Ruins No. 6 could be inherited by someone like Qin Feng.
That doesn't make sense.
There are always tens of thousands of people at Ruins No. 6 all year round.
Occasionally, there are some evil spirits from other sects who come to play.
How could the owner of Ruins No. 6 be so desperate and choose Qin Feng?
Are you crazy?
"This is a top-grade spiritual fruit, eat more! You don't need to worry about other people's eyes." Zhang Fei whispered.
After getting permission from Zhang Fei, Lin Huaian, Jiang Yan and Zhou Meng stopped being hesitant and grabbed the spiritual fruits beside them and stuffed them into their mouths.
There is nothing so good in Yunzong.
The spiritual fruit of the highest quality is worth a lot of money.
One piece costs several thousand spirit stones.
They were already envious when they stepped into the palace.
Looking at this scene, disdainful voices were also heard.
"What a country bumpkin who has never seen the world."
"How could Sect Master Bi invite such a person? It's really a loss of face."
Bandit Zhang smiled coldly.
You got it by your own ability, so why shouldn’t you eat it?
Anyone who doesn't eat is a fool.
Spiritual fruits are much better than spiritual stones.
The spiritual fruit not only contains the purest spiritual power in the world, but also can enhance the physical fitness of practitioners.
"Qin Feng, you should eat too. Why are you shy?" Zhang Fei said in a low voice.
Qin Feng smiled and pushed the spiritual fruit beside him towards Lin Nan.
He didn't see any improvement from eating this.
Just try it.
As for shyness?
It's still impossible.
And now, half of the people in the palace have evil aura in their dantian.
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