"Huhuhuhu", a ring composed of spiritual power kept flying up and down around his body under Qin Feng's control.

After last night's Gathering Spirit Array, Qin Feng's cultivation was naturally twice the result with half the effort, and in just one night, Qin Feng's cultivation at the first level of the Qi Refining Period had already reached the level of Great Perfection, and there was already a faint tendency to enter the second layer.

And this spiritual power ring is an extension of the cultivation of the Great Yan Gong, called the Xuanfeng Blade.

Don't look at it as a ring, but the nature is the same as Qin Feng's finger sword, sharpening iron like clay, and it is more powerful than the finger sword, it can break away from the caster's body and kill the enemy from a distance, and the finger sword will not be impossible.

The mobile phone rang and remembered, Qin Feng scattered the Xuanfeng blade, picked up the phone and looked, the mobile phone screen displayed "Chen Fengnian"

How could it be him? Qin Feng was quite surprised.

"Hey, is it Master Qin?" Chen Fengnian's slightly flattering voice came from the phone.

"It's me, what's the matter?"

"I was in a hurry last time, I haven't had time to formally thank you, tonight I booked a few tables at the Donghuang Hotel in Lanqing City, can Master Qin appreciate his face, Lao Chen, I will introduce a few talented people to Master Qin by the way, and I have already sent the car to pick you up." ”

Qin Feng originally wanted to refuse, but after hearing Chen Fengnian's "capable people", he became a little interested, after Chen Fengnian saw my methods, he dared to say anything in front of me, it seems that these people still have a little ability in the eyes of ordinary people.

Qin Feng said hello to his parents, and then walked out of the villa area, at this time, a man in a suit with a shaved head walked over to Qin Feng.

After asking Qin Feng's identity, he hurriedly invited Qin Feng to get in the car.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, it seems that this Chen Fengnian is still quite capable, and his identity is by no means as simple as the vice president of the I Ching Feng Shui Research Association.

It was already about five o'clock in the afternoon when I came to the Donghuang Hotel in Lanqing City.

At this time, Chen Fengnian had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when he saw Qin Feng get out of the car, he hurriedly ran over.

"Master Qin has come so far, he must be hungry, come, let Lao Chen take Master Qin to eat something first, I don't have anything else in the Donghuang Hotel, but the dishes are quite rich, we can cook whatever Master Qin wants to eat." Chen Fengnian said respectfully.

"You opened this hotel?" Qin Feng said in slight surprise.

Chen Fengnian laughed, they were all things that could not be put on the table, and they were not worth mentioning in front of Master Qin. ”

Qin Feng is not a stranger to this Donghuang Hotel, Qin Feng has been here several times in his previous life to participate in other people's banquets, and he can be regarded as one of the top hotels in Lanqing City.

Under the leadership of Chen Fengnian, Qin Feng came to a private room on the third floor, the venue was spacious, and the decoration was chic, with two clay vases about one person high on the left and one right at the door, and a large screen in the middle of the private room, dividing the entire private room into two halves.

"Dad!" A childish shout came into Qin Feng's ears, Qin Feng looked down and saw a little boy about five or six years old running over happily, and then hugged Chen Fengnian's thigh, refusing to let go.

"Your son?" Qin Feng asked.

"Master Qin's good eyesight is none other than Chen's dog. Chen Fengnian picked up the little boy and kissed the little boy on the face with a doting face, probably because Chen Fengnian's beard made the little boy's face itch, causing the little boy to laugh "giggled" for a while.

Qin Feng looked at this little child full of aura and said with a smile: "Lao Chen is really old and strong." ”

Chen Fengnian's face turned red, and he sneered: "Let Master Qin see it." ”

Qin Feng motioned to Chen Fengnian to let the little boy hug him, Chen Fengnian's eyes lit up, and he handed the child over without saying a word.

Holding the child in his arms, the little boy didn't make trouble, tilted his head, and looked at Qin Feng with his big eyes.

Qin Feng was in a good mood and asked the little boy, "What's your name?"

The little boy said timidly: "My name is Chen Fengnian...."

Ha, the names are actually the same as his father's homonym, you can imagine how much Chen Fengnian dotes on this son.

In fact, when Qin Feng saw this little boy for the first time, he had already seen that he was definitely an excellent cultivator, and when he held it in his arms, Qin Feng was even more sure of his thoughts, if he could get the guidance of a famous teacher, this little guy's entry would definitely be a thousand miles in a day.

Chen Fengnian, who saw everything in his eyes, was already happy in his heart at this time, if he was favored by Qin Feng and taught something casually, it would be enough for his own kid to be used for a lifetime.

Chen Fengnian hugged his son, then gently put him on the ground, waited for the child to stand firm, patted his buttocks, motioned for him to play by himself, and then led Qin Feng over the screen to the back of the private room.

An extremely conspicuous table of eight immortals came into Qin Feng's eyes, and at this time, there were already several people sitting on the table, one of them was an old man in Tang costume with a mustache and about fifty years old, and saw that Chen Feng was coming, and complained: "Why did you come when the dishes are almost cold, what about Master Qin you are talking about, has it arrived?"

Chen Fengnian laughed and said, "Knowing that Brother Guo is in a hurry, come on, come on, Chen will introduce Master Qin to everyone." ”

Because Chen Fengnian walked in front and Qin Feng fell behind, his figure was blocked, so that those people at the dinner table didn't see Qin Feng for the first time, and at this time, Chen Fengnian bent down slightly, stretched out a hand, and motioned for Qin Feng to take a seat.

The people here couldn't guess that Qin Feng was the "Master Qin" in Chen Fengnian's mouth at this time.

Qin Feng didn't care about the eyes of others, and after sitting down, he started to eat without saying a word, and sat in the car for a long time, although he had cultivation, but he had not yet reached the realm of Bigu, and his stomach was naturally hungry.

Looking at Qin Feng, who had no one to gobble up, the old man in Tang costume couldn't help but turn pale, and asked Chen Fengnian: "Chen Fengnian, are you playing around with us, we came all the way to see your so-called Master Qin, and you found such a hairy boy to fool us?"

Another white-haired old man who had been leaning on a chair with a lazy appearance since Qin Feng came in also spoke at this time: "What is the identity of our people here, look at the hairy boy you brought over, where does he look like a little master all over his body, and he is also worthy of sitting together and eating with us?"

After speaking, he didn't forget to point to a few middle-aged people with round bellies and oily faces sitting beside him, among which there was a bald man with a fierce face, a body of tendon meat, and a deep gaze at people.

The white-haired old man glanced at the bald man, and the bald man got the white-haired old man's signal, stood up with his wine glass, and smiled at Qin Feng: "I heard Chen Fengnian and Boss Chen say that Master Qin has a deep insight into the formation of the Fa, I don't know if he can show his hands in front of us?"

As if he hadn't heard, Qin Feng still lowered his head and gulped down the food in front of him.

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost!" The middle-aged man shook the wine glass in his hand, and the wine in it was like boiling water, splashing towards Qin Feng's head.

Chen Fengnian on the side was in a hurry, he didn't have time to stop it, and was about to remind him, but at this moment, he saw that the handful of wine was suddenly suspended about an inch away from Qin Feng's head.

Looking at the wine that was still tumbling in mid-air, the private room suddenly became silent, and the needles could be heard.

Everyone looked at Qin Feng in amazement, and no one spoke if no one was still eating.

Chen Fengnian looked at these people, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of imperceptible mockery, "Usually, you dogs are either older or richer than me, and none of them give me a good look, this time they kicked the iron plate, right?"

I don't know how long it took, Qin Feng finally had eaten and drunk enough, took a long breath, picked up the special white towel on the table specially used to wipe his mouth, wiped his mouth, and then leaned back in the chair, looking at them with a smile.

Seeing that no one spoke, Qin Feng hooked his finger at the handful of wine suspended above his head, and the wine slowly moved to the top of the table as if it had life, and then tumbled and turned into a small fish made of wine.

"Hiss....." There was a gasp in the private room, and the white-haired old man stood up with a shocked face, endured the horror in his heart, and then bowed ninety degrees to Qin Feng, and said astringently: "Master Qin really lives up to his reputation, I will wait to bow down!"

As the white-haired old man said this, everyone present, including Chen Fengnian, bowed deeply to Qin Feng.