Ling Qingzhu, Ling Xue, Cai Xin, and Ziying were all stunned as if they had been hit by the fixation method.

At the same time, a question arose in their minds, whether Ling Feng was a normal human being, and how could any problem fall into his hands was as simple as eating and drinking tea, and such a ridiculous miracle was staged again and again?

Could it be that he is really a friend of the Taixuan Venerable, and the Taixuan Venerable personally taught him this kind of 'painting the void and condensing the reality' stunt, otherwise, the current strange scene is completely impossible to explain.

Ling Feng stood on the rostrum, his expression still indifferent under the attention of everyone.

In his previous life, he won supreme glory, and now he admires thousands of pairs, how can he put a shocking look in his heart?

In addition to the high attainment of painting, 'painting the virtual and condensing' also requires a strong cultivation.

It is naturally impossible to do it with Ling Feng's current subtle Taoism, since Ling Feng can't achieve condensation and transformation into reality, then what's going on with this scene right now?

It's also a coincidence, in his previous life, because Ling Feng's own cultivation was still one step away from condensing his own world, but he was very moved by Taixuan Venerable's method of drawing void and condensation.

Therefore, like a tail that can't be shaken off, it has been entangled with the Taixuan Venerable, and in desperation, the Taixuan Venerable taught Ling Feng a trick to cover his eyes, that is, to use many rare materials to refine an envoy liquid called Jin Sui Liuli.

Like water, the golden spike glass is colorless and formless, once sprinkled in the scroll, when the scroll is unfolded and encounters the wind, within a quarter of an hour, it can show the vision of the person who painted it.

The reason why Ling Feng asked Ao Bingyue to blow at the picture scroll. It is with the help of the wind blowing from the corner of Ao Bingyue's mouth to activate the golden spike glass on the surface of the picture scroll.

Refining the golden spike glass is the unique skill of the Taixuan Venerable. Others naturally didn't know the method, and thought that there was really a phoenix flying out of the painting.

After Ling Feng came back from Baibaolou, he locked himself in his room for a few days, in addition to getting a few killing arrays to save his life, he also had the foresight to refine the golden spike glass and sprinkle it inside the scroll to be needed from time to time.

Chu Soul Aotian opened the gift on the spot. When he ridiculed Ling Feng, Ling Feng hadn't used the idea of using the Golden Spike Glass.

When I saw the moon of Aobing, the face was like ashes. Spit out his feelings, Ling Feng's head was hot, and he couldn't care about anything else, planning to let Chu Soul Aotian out of the game first.

Of course. Chu Soul Aotian lost the opportunity to compete for Ao Bingyue, and there was Broken Heaven, Chen Wuxiang, many, many wild wolves, and Ling Feng didn't know what the outcome would be today.

However, for the sake of Ao Bingyue, he could only fight hard and fight to the end.

"Chu Soul Aotian, I'm sorry. You're out. ”

Waiting for the rostrum, thousands of people recovered from the shock, and Ling Feng looked at Chu Soul Aotian with a pale face.

"Ling Feng. No matter what the king does, let your picture of the rotten family appear such a magical scene. ”

Chu Soul said with a gloomy face: "But this king hasn't lost yet, have you forgotten that this king still has a gift?" That is the Nine Hidden Qin of the Taixuan Venerable, you shouldn't refute that this qin is also fake, right?"

The real thing has become a fake, but you have to swallow this disgusting fly, you can imagine. How aggrieved Chu Soul Aotian felt in his heart.

But now, Chu Soul Aotian can only accept the cruel reality of iron.

"Jean is real. It's indeed the Taixuan Venerable's thing, but it's ......"

After a pause, a hint of banter flashed in Ling Feng's eyes: "Nine Shadows, Nine Shadows, this piano is said to be able to play the Nine Nether Winds, can you play it? Without the Nine Nether Winds, this piano is just an ornamental thing, and the value is slightly higher than that of scrap products." ”

"Hmph, it's good if you admit that this king's qin is the Nine Shadows. ”

Chu Soul Aotian's teeth creaked: "The reason why this Nine Shadows Qin can't be played is because our cultivation is not enough, if there is a Yuan Sect of the Life and Death Realm on the scene, it will definitely be able to play it." ”

"Don't kid yourself. ”

Ling Feng unceremoniously exposed his lies, and said: "Your royal family should have an offering of the Life and Death Realm, if the Yuanzong of the Life and Death Realm can really play the Nine Nether Wind, the Nine Nether Qin is undoubtedly a divine weapon, and your royal family is willing to give this thing to the proud king?"

Proud also frowned, and understood.

It turned out that this Nine Shadows Qin couldn't play the Nine Shadows Wind at all, and Chu Soul Aotian had sworn to deceive himself before, as long as he cultivated to reach the realm of life and death, he could play it, did he really think of himself as an ignorant pig? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

However, Chu Soul Aotian has an extraordinary identity, and there is a great chance of ascending to the position of the lord of the country, although Chu Soul Aotian deceived the Proud King, but his heart is still biased towards Chu Soul Aotian.

As long as Ao Bingyue becomes the queen of the world, what does the Ao family want?

"Ling Feng, based on your words, you dare to make a conclusion, is it too far-fetched to say that a strong person in the realm of life and death can't play the Nine Shadows?"

"That's right, there are countless royal treasures, the eldest prince loves the Bingyue girl, and at any cost, it's okay to give him the Nine Shadows, are you so sure that the Nine Shadows Can't play the Nine Shadows?"

"Ling Feng, you and the eldest prince have their own opinions, you said that the Nine Nether Qin can't play the Nine Nether Wind, then you should always explain, why can't you play it?"

Under the rostrum, several family members immediately spoke out to help Chu Soul Aotian speak.

"If you want to use the Nine Shadows to play the Nine Nether Wind, what you need is not strength, but the original mantra of the Taixuan Venerable. ”

Ling Feng smiled indifferently, glanced at Chu Soul Aotian, and said, "The Nine Shadows Qin without a mantra is like a divine weapon without a spirit, and it can't reach the Hall of Elegance. ”

"Ling Feng, since you are so sure, the prince doesn't want to have a war of words with you. ”

Chu Soul said in a cold voice: "Aren't you boasting about yourself, and you are a confidant with Venerable Taixuan?" Venerable Taixuan is known as the double saint of qin painting, since he taught you the stunt of condensing and turning into reality, he must also teach you the method of playing the Nine Shadows Qin, if you pop the Nine Nether Wind in front of everyone, this king will admit it." ”

From beginning to end, he didn't believe that Ling Feng, a figure as small as an ant, could have fellowship with Venerable Taixuan.

It was just a trick played by Ling Feng.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if Ling Feng really happened to have seen the Taixuan Venerable?

How can a peerless powerhouse who has been famous for a long time teach all the supreme mantras of his own life to outsiders?

"Chu Soul Aotian, you really don't want to die in the heart of the Yellow River, then I will do what you wish. ”

When Ling Feng was with Venerable Taixuan in his previous life, he had exchanged cultivation experiences with each other, and he was really sure about playing the Nine Nether Winds.

Seeing that Ling Feng did not panic at all, he walked to the center of the rostrum, Chu Soul Aotian's face turned green, and he was a little suspicious.

After a moment, Ling Feng sat down cross-legged, put the Nine Shadows on his lap, and immediately lowered his head, and his five fingers began to pluck the strings. (