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"Three cranes are missing. Has anyone seen anything?"
The next morning!
The boy who raised the cranes was calling out everywhere.
The entire Yun Sect was in an uproar.
"No way, he dares to steal even cranes, what kind of person is he?"
"If the Sect Master knew about this, it would be disastrous."
People came and went, and there was constant discussion.
Wang San held Lin Nan in his arms, lowered his head, and was somewhat afraid to look around.
A guilty conscience.
Qin Feng followed Wang San indifferently.
It was Black Donkey who did it, what does it have to do with Qin Feng?
If you have the guts, go catch the black donkey.
"This is the cafeteria. We serve three meals a day on time. Please keep track of the time.
When I make the elixir, I have no concept of time.
As for Xiaonan, you should definitely come." Wang San said.
Qin Feng nodded and noted the dinner time.
"This is the mission hall where missions are issued.
The monthly salary from the sect is not enough to spend.
Therefore, most people in the sect have to come to take on the mission.
If you have money, you can also post tasks.
As long as the money is in place, the elders will do nothing." Wang San said in a low voice.
The corner of Qin Feng's mouth twitched.
Yesterday, he met the sect elders.
A great Jindan monk.
Are you trying to kill yourself?
"This is the Sutra Library, which contains all kinds of skills, magic, and Taoist secrets.
As long as the money is in place, anyone can practice.
But there is one thing that is forbidden to spread outside.
Once it's known, the hunt will never end. "Remember this," Wang San said.
Qin Feng nodded!
"Over there is a free trade area. You can sell any treasures you have.
Moreover, as long as you have money, you can buy most things.
In the Alchemy Pavilion, you can buy pills.
Weapon Refining Workshop, where you can buy weapons.
In short, if you have money you can do whatever you want." Wang San explained one by one.
The explanation was very rough and gave Qin Feng a headache.
Money, money, money!
How many poor people are stumped by this.
Shouldn't the sect emphasize talent?
Are geniuses like us useless in the sect?
Damn rich people.
"It's this brat who caused us to be fined nine months' salary. Find a chance to kill him!"
In the distance, someone raised his hand and pointed at Qin Feng.
His face was gloomy and he was gritting his teeth.
However, looking at Wang San beside Qin Feng, they were quite wary.
Qin Feng, who had a keen ear, was speechless.
Turning around, they saw that the four people's Danhai had already taken shape as a spiritual platform.
A cultivator who is building his foundation.
Qin Feng has a headache.
The days ahead will not be easy.
Farther!
About a hundred people, holding brooms and sickles, with bitter faces.
"Damn Qin Feng! He did all this, why is he punishing us?"
“That grandson ran off with the boss, leaving us to clean up the sect.
nausea! "
"Next time I see him, I'll smash his head into pieces."
A group of people, cursing and swearing.
Qin Feng lowered his head, feeling a little guilty.
Seeing this, Wang San smiled mischievously.
As for sects, there will always be friction.
Even if it was him, didn't he turn around and leave when he saw Mo Siyu?
Without pressure, where would motivation come from?
Without motivation, how can you be strong!
"Qin Feng, come on! I'm rooting for you!" Wang San chuckled.
He is very optimistic about Qin Feng's strength.
Below the foundation building stage, invincible!
Of course, there are exceptions like Wei Qingshu who have been practicing for decades.
Although Wei Qingshu was still at the ninth level of Qi Refining, his path was completely different.
Because of his martial arts skills, Wei Qingshu's practice was very slow at first.
But once the foundation is established, it will be a perfect foundation.
Therefore, Fan Tianyong was not in a hurry.
After all, Wei Qingshu is quite powerful now.
Wang San took Qin Feng for a walk and then went to the Sutra Library.
I need to study carefully what kind of martial arts Lin Nan is practicing.
As for Qin Feng, he is so terrifying at the sixth level of Qi Refining. One can imagine how terrifying his master is.
Why should he add unnecessary details?
As for magic, give Qin Feng two sets to practice first.
After all, every time you master a technique, your strength will be greatly enhanced.
No matter who you are, it’s never too much.
I only consider whether I can succeed in practicing it.
Qin Feng went to the cafeteria to buy a bunch of food and quickly went up the mountain.
As for coming to the cafeteria to eat.
He doesn't want to anymore.
Just wait for a few months and wait until the hatred of these people disappears.
Practicing sword skills is no different anywhere!
"Kid, why did you buy so much food?" Wang San held three jade slips in his hands.
He took out two of the volumes and threw them to Qin Feng.
"I found two spells for you. Please try to see if you can practice them."
As he said that, he walked to Lin Nan and picked him up.
"Xiao Nan, I have chosen a technique for you. You must practice it well. Only when you become strong enough can you go find your mother, understand?"
"Well, Uncle Wang, I will practice hard." Lin Nan clenched his fists, his eyes firm.
"Okay, I'll take you to practice." Wang San took Lin Nan away.
Qin Feng lowered his head and looked at the two jade slips with a look of joy on his face.
Ten years in Black Wind Gorge.
His masters only taught him one set of skills.
I have never dabbled in magic or anything like that.
The skill determines the height.
The stronger the technique, the higher the realm a cultivator can reach.
for example!
A set of Qi Refining Realm exercises, no matter how the cultivator practices, can only reach the Qi Refining Realm in this lifetime.
In Fengcheng, there are only Qi Refining Realm techniques.
But the techniques are different.
The technique determines the width.
Every time a part is mastered, the cultivator will become stronger.
Qin Feng really wants to know!
Can I practice magic if I can't absorb spiritual energy?
Qin Feng opened it!
"The Sutra of All Things."
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