Meng Zhongran's brows suddenly wrinkled deeply, and he shouted coldly: "Meng Ting, they are my guests, so they are presumptuous!"

"Presumptuous?" And the girl who was called Meng Ting by Meng Zhongran sneered and said indifferently: "Uncle Gong, I'm afraid you have forgotten, what is your status in the Meng family, right?"

"You ......" Meng Zhongran's face was angry, but there was a hint of helplessness.

"Senior, what's going on?" Qin Feng hurriedly asked, and when he followed the guiding disciple before, he sensed that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that Meng Zhongran should not live in such a humble place, and although this Meng Ting calls Meng Zhongran "Uncle Gong", there is no respect in her words, and even with a kind of sarcasm and coldness.

Meng Zhongran sighed lightly and said, "My Meng family, something happened, my third brother used to be the head of the family, but a year ago, the position of the head of the family was taken away by my second brother. ”

"And I, although I have always been obsessed with the way of medicine, my talent is too poor, and I have spent most of my life, and I have only barely touched the threshold of the third-grade alchemist. ”

"Before, the third brother was here, and he took good care of me, but now that the second brother is the head of the family, I can still stay in the Meng family, which is already good. ”

Meng Zhongran said, hugging his fists at Qin Feng in shame, and said, "Let you see and laugh." ”

Qin Feng was stunned.

It turns out that among the wealthy families of this family, it is not as beautiful as the world imagines, and the dark tide inside is not something that outsiders can imagine.

No wonder, half a year ago, Meng Zhongran would go to Cloud City.

Feelings, although he is the elder brother of the two heads of the family, but in the Meng family, he does not mix well, and his current status does not even take him seriously as some juniors.

Meng Ting didn't pay attention to Meng Zhongran, just stared at Qin Feng and said, "Qin Feng, let's have a match." I have long heard the eldest uncle boast that you have improved the pills of Quenching Body Powder and Breaking Pulse Pill, and you were able to refine the second-grade pill a few months ago. Today, I want to see how many pounds and taels you have, are you worthy of the honor of being the first in the spiritual election?"

"You're sick, big-chested, brainless and rude. ”

Qin Feng glanced at Meng Ting speechlessly, "A person like you, who doesn't even respect his own parents, in my eyes, is no different from an uneducated brute. Moreover, I don't deserve the honor of being the first in the Spiritual Choice, what do I have to do with you, I'm not interested in having those boring tests with you. ”

"You!" Meng Ting gritted her teeth in anger.

This hillbilly from the border of northern Xinjiang dares to say that she is big-chested, brainless, uneducated, and no different from a brute?

Meng Ting's face was cold, she gritted her teeth, and suddenly said sarcastically: "Sure enough, he is a vulgar person from a place like a border land, but he can become the first in the spiritual election, and the six major election halls outside are already weak like this? ”

Hearing this, Luo Ningsheng, Wen Junhao, and Wang Tiehammer all had a trace of anger on their faces.

Qin Feng sneered even more.

Vulgar, afraid of embarrassment, coward, shrunken turtle?

This woman, where did she get so much superiority, she thought that she was born in a wealthy family, so she would always be superior?

"Senior Meng, borrow a wooden basin from you. Qin Feng looked at Meng Zhongran and said lightly.

He has always been a man of respect,

He's still a foot.

But if he has to make inches, he Qin Feng never knows what forbearance is!

"Tub?"

Hearing this, Luo Ningshang and Meng Zhongran were stunned, they knew too well what Qin Feng was going to do.

"Good. Meng Zhongran nodded, and went to the house to get a wooden basin out.

Qin Feng took the wooden basin, immediately looked at Meng Ting, and said indifferently: "Do you want to compete in martial arts strength first, or do you want to compare refining medicine first?"

"Can't stand the stimulation?" Meng Ting sneered, and took out a gorgeous medicine tripod, which was a third-grade spiritual weapon, "The first in the seventh selection hall, the butcher, these names, in the eighty cities on the border of the northern frontier, may be sensational enough, and they are also useful." But in Jiangzhou, it's just talking about things and gimmicks, and today, I'll let you know that in Xinjiangzhou, you're nothing. ”

Saying that, the flame martial soul appeared on the top of Meng Ting's head, and she began to refine the pill, the Meng family is also a family of pills, and most of the people in the clan are flame martial souls and plant martial spirits.

Soon, Meng Ting was refining a three-grade pill.

However, the pill is not full, the color is extremely poor, full of impurities, very shriveled, obviously, this Meng Ting has not yet become a third-grade alchemist, but just touched a little edge, and it is still far away.

"Well, throw in the towel. Meng Ting looked at Qin Feng and spoke.

She, but the junior disciple with the best alchemy talent in the Meng family, is eighteen years old this year, has touched the edge of the third-grade alchemist, and has passed the spiritual selection of the first selection hall, and is about to go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines to practice, in a few years, she will be able to become a real third-grade alchemist.

But as good as her, not long ago, Meng Zhongran said that she was impetuous and flashy, far inferior to Qin Feng in Yuncheng, so let her settle well.

This incident left a deep knot in her heart.

Since then, she has deeply remembered the name Qin Feng.

But later, this name spread quickly throughout northern Xinjiang, and he was called the "butcher", and he was even touted as one of the three major figures selected by the spirit this year.

In this regard, she was extremely disdainful, a small frontier disciple, why should he?

Therefore, when she heard that Qin Feng had come to the Meng family today, she immediately ran over, wanting to compete with Qin Feng.

"Ignorance. ”

And hearing that Meng Ting actually let herself admit defeat, Qin Feng suddenly sneered speechlessly.

I don't know her, but she is inexplicably about to run and step on herself, this woman, isn't she eating too much?

Rumble!

On the top of Qin Feng's head, a flame martial spirit also appeared, blending into the wooden basin, and immediately, he also began to refine the elixir.

"Wooden basin alchemy?" Seeing this, Wen Junhao and Wang Tiehammer directly widened their eyes and looked at Qin Feng in surprise.

Alchemy, can you still refine like this?

In this world, there is still such a sassy operation?

"This kid, go crazy!" And those people from the Meng family laughed out loud, Meng Ting used a third-order medicine tripod, and Qin Feng actually wanted to use a wooden basin to refine the pill.

It's funny!

In the field, the only ones who remained calm were Luo Ningsheng and Meng Zhongran, they had seen it more than once, and they had already become accustomed to it.

Then, Qin Feng searched for medicinal materials on the spot in Meng Zhongran's small courtyard.

The first furnace, the first pill he refined.

Soon, a furnace and a pint of pills were refined and placed on the stone table by Qin Feng.

"It's actually made from a wooden basin. Everyone's brows furrowed, but they didn't care, it was just a pill.

But Qin Feng did not stop, continued to look for medicinal materials, and then refined.

This time, it's a second-grade pill.

It was only half a quarter of an hour later that the elixir was refined again.

"This ......" everyone's eyes froze, and they inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.

Then they saw that Qin Feng picked up the wooden basin again, and continued to rummage through the medicinal materials on the medicine shelf in the small courtyard.

"He still wants to continue refining the Three Rank Pill?"

"No, he can refine the three-grade pill?"

"Impossible, Sister Ting can barely touch the line of the Sanpin Alchemist, how can he, a poor sour boy from a border land, refine the Sanpin Pill. ”

Many disciples of the Meng family immediately began to discuss.

"Boom"

But then, their expressions stiffened on their faces, and they saw the red flames rolling in the wooden basin, and Qin Feng kept putting medicinal herbs into the wooden basin.

That kind of speed is directly dazzling, especially Qin Feng's method of refining medicine, and his control of the timing of the fusion of flames and medicinal materials, even laymen can see that they don't know how strong they are compared to Meng Ting.

"Boom" Finally, after the tea time, Qin Feng dispersed the flames and put down the wooden basin.

I saw that a three-grade pill, lying at the bottom of the wooden basin, was round, clear in color, without impurities, far away, everyone could feel the incomparably pure medicinal power.

"This ...... How is that possible?"

At this moment, Meng Ting was directly stunned, and those disciples of the Meng family were also shocked.

Qin Feng actually refined the three-grade pill!

And it is a complete three-grade pill, which is not much higher than Meng Ting's half-baked defective product.

In my opinion, Meng Ting lost, and she lost completely.

"Amazing!" Wen Junhao and Wang Tiehammer both looked at Qin Feng in shock, and there was a hint of brilliance in their eyes.

Unexpectedly, you can use a wooden basin to make alchemy.

Moreover, he successfully refined the Sanpin Pill.

This is simply a god operation!

If Wanyao Gu knows, it is estimated that he will come over and rob the Seven Heavens Mansion in minutes.

Qin Feng's hand was really too showy, crushing Meng Ting too thoroughly, and directly showing all the disciples of the Meng family with a bloody face......

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In view of last night's Double Eleven, the author Jun chopped off his hands, and from today he will go to the street to ask for food and become a glorious beggar, so, this book ...... That's it.

Don't read it, if you have a chance to meet me begging, please give me five cents.

Hahaha, everyone also said, how many fingers were chopped last night, and the soil will be eaten for a few months?