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The setting sun shone on the Qingshuang Peak, reflecting the light of the sky, Tang Feng suddenly understood the scene when he was stunned by the strong light before, and couldn't help but laugh at himself, although the Drifting Snow Sect did not refuse to take him in, but also did not agree to accept him as a disciple of the sect. www.biquge.infol5lkan.I wish all candidates a successful exam!

Tang Feng is very self-aware of this, his feet have been cut off, and it may take a lot of time to recover, and the sooner or later a cultivator starts, the later he starts under the same talent, the lower his achievement will naturally be.

Gao Feng told him that his qualifications should be considered average among his peers, right?

With the increase of age, people's bones will be completely shaped, and there is no plasticity, and they are destined to be ordinary in their lives.

Of course, in the land of Fengzhou, there is no shortage of late-bloomers, but these people only account for a very small part, and their achievements will not be too world-remarkable.

Thinking of this, Tang Feng sighed slightly and didn't complain about anything.

"Three years, just three years. It doesn't matter anymore. ”

At this time, Tang Feng was sitting in a wheelchair, quietly staying in a relatively conspicuous high place in Qingshuang Peak to watch the sunset, some Qingshuang Peak disciples who passed by would always point when they saw him, of course, the disciples of Qingshuang Peak should have been warned by Gao Feng, and no one came up to disturb Tang Feng's quiet.

In the past few days, Tang Feng learned through the conversations of some disciples that before Gao Feng entered the Drifting Snow Sect, he was a thief in the rivers and lakes, and he liked to steal wine the most, so his disciples would occasionally call him "Drunken Sword".

Once stole a peerless wine, couldn't help the aroma of wine, and before he arrived safely and conveniently drunk, he was caught alive by the master who chased him without half a effort, if it wasn't for the fact that Xue Qingtian went down the mountain to experience training when he was young and saved the peak, it is estimated that the peak would be lying in a dirt bag in Fengzhou now.

Hearing this statement, Tang Feng just smiled, the so-called people in the world are different, strange things come out everywhere, and good wine is so good that it can be regarded as a bull.

The glow of the sunset was slightly reflected on Tang Feng's slightly tired and slightly chic smile, which suddenly made some female disciples passing by slightly stunned.

Gao Feng hasn't come to see Tang Feng in the past few days, maybe it's because he hasn't come back for too long, and there are many things to deal with, right? Or these immortals in the eyes of mortals are unwilling to have too much intersection with him, a mortal, no matter what the reason, Tang Feng won't care, Tang Feng can also understand, since he can enter this door, what kind of future, Tang Feng will not have any complaints.

"Hey, isn't that piece of shit?"

Suddenly, there was a sarcastic laugh behind him. Tang Feng's name has already spread throughout the sect these days, and it is known that the peak master peak of Qingshuang Peak has taken in a person who can't walk, and this is not the most concerning, what makes the young disciples most concerned is that this person who can't even walk on his own actually got the cold ice sword gift from the legendary sword array master Xuan Bing's predecessor!

The disciples of the Drifting Snow Sect sympathize with the weak, but they also have the jealousy of mortals, not to mention who Xuan Bing is? That is the existence of the same generation as the sect master! Even the sect master has to be honored as Xuan Bing's senior brother!

Those who haven't seen Xuan Ice for a hundred years, there are many people in the Ethereal Snow Sect, not to mention that now they are actually given by an ordinary person to the gift of cold ice, what kind of honor is this?

This is how the young disciples in the sect, especially those who are pretentious and high-minded, can stand it!

Okay, Xuan Bing gave the sword, these disciples didn't dare to move half a point against Tang Feng, but everyone would be sarcastic, sarcasm, although it was severe, but in Tang Feng's ears, it was all the same, right?

This voice was extremely harsh, Tang Feng guessed that it should be other Sword Peak disciples who came here to communicate, and just saw himself, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed, this Xuan Bing gift of the sword was a good thing, but it made Tang Feng a public enemy among the young disciples in the Drifting Snow Sect.

Ignoring it, Tang Feng gently pushed the wheels towards the residence slowly.

Unexpectedly, a few male disciples in white who came here seemed to have come to him on purpose?

"Haha! It's really a garbage-like existence, I really don't know what Uncle Gao likes about you? Is it because you are pitiful? Boy, if you want to live a stable life in the Drifting Snow Sect in the future, it is very simple, give me a sword of cold ice. ”

Several figures blocked Tang Feng's forward position, surrounding Tang Feng in the middle, these disciples were all in white power suits, or on their backs, or in their hands, or with all green sheath long swords tied to their waists.

Tang Feng, who was the leader, has noticed it, it should be a disciple on the side of the main peak of Piaoxue, right? What is it called He Hailai? He looks a little fat, and I heard that he is the illegitimate son of someone in the sect who is outside. Although he is usually quite humble in front of the seniors in the sect, he can be regarded as the one who reacted the most fiercely when it came to Xuan Bing's gift of the sword.

"If you can take it off yourself, why not give it to you?"

Facing the sneer of the fat man He Hai, Tang Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and turned his body sideways, exposing the cold ice on his back to everyone's sight, Tang Feng obviously saw the greed on the face of the fat man He Hai, as if he had seen a peerless treasure.

"Boy, you brought this on yourself! don't go to Xuanbing Master Ancestor to complain for a while!"

Although greedy, the fat man still said it in front of him after all, after all, maliciously snatching other people's immortal swords in the Drifting Snow Sect is a capital crime!

Tang Feng nodded slightly, and He Hai's fat man pounced impatiently and grabbed the cold ice on Tang Feng's back. The momentum was about to be brought down, but the figure suddenly stagnated!

Because, starting from He Fatty's hand touching the ice, Fatman He was slowly frozen!

"Xuanbing Master Ancestor spare his life!" He Hai knelt down in front of Tang Feng in a panic, his hand was desperate to shake off the cold ice, the cold ice sword was like a spirit, and it made a slight sword sound, and then He Hai The fat man gasped and knelt down in front of Tang Feng, as if he was kneeling down to Tang Feng.

Some of the disciples in the same circle all looked at this usually arrogant He Fat Man in amazement, and actually knelt down to the waste man in a wheelchair, and couldn't help but look over.

Tang Feng's gaze swept over the people watching around, and he didn't say anything, just quietly moved towards the small courtyard of Qingshuang Peak Maple Forest where he lived.

When passing by the gate of the Qingshuang Palace, Tang Feng suddenly remembered the white figure, she, not far behind her, Tang Feng turned his head slightly, smiled faintly at her, and responded to him with a pair of cold beautiful eyes.

"Relying on external forces, sure enough, is it a waste?"