Chapter 1039: The Fifth Spiritual Weapon of the Holy Doctor Gate!

Ren Feifei glanced at Elder Qiu with an indifferent face, and instructed Leng Qingqiu, "This person will be dealt with by you!"

Elder Qiu is destined to be a little minion who can't get on the table, although this person has dealt with him many times, and he is even more insidious and cunning, but Ren Feifei believes that Leng Qingqiu will give him a satisfactory answer.

Leng Qingqiu saw that the head of the house had given him a heavy responsibility, nodded heavily, and said, "Yes, the head of the house!"

After speaking, her cold eyes glanced at Elder Qiu, and directly ordered the surrounding guards: "Take Elder Qiu down, cut off this person's tongue, and then behead him!"

"Yes, owner!"

Several village keepers stretched out their hands and wanted to clasp them on Elder Qiu's shoulders, but they were dodged by the other party.

Leng Qingqiu's words directly scared Elder Qiu into trembling.

This kind of painful punishment is simply worse than death for him!

"Plop!"

He knelt down, his forehead constantly hitting the ground in front of Leng Qingqiu.

Soon, blood oozed from his forehead, and it continued to flow into foreign trade, and his eyes were covered with blood, which was a little hideous, obviously very badly injured!

"The owner, the villain knows his mistakes, please forgive the villain again......!

Leng Qingqiu snorted lightly and turned his head: "Are you offending me, what's the use of Qiu me!"

As soon as these words came out, Elder Qiu reacted instantly, and crawled towards Ren Feifei, kneeling in front of Ren Feifei, wanting to hug Ren Feifei's thigh.

was dodged by Ren Feifei.

"My lord, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and I live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain......!

Seeing that Ren Feifei was still indifferent, Elder Qiu even stretched out his hand and began to slap himself!

"Bang Bang!" a crisp voice resounded in the sky!

Ren Feifei was a little annoyed, and suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, and he said directly: "I ask you a question, you must answer truthfully!"

When Elder Qiu heard this, he seemed to see some kind of vitality, and said, "Your Excellency, please speak, I promise to tell your Excellency everything......

It was his last straw.

Ren Feifei nodded and asked, "That day I was in your refining room, and I found a broken sword in the third forging furnace, I want to ask you where this sword came from!"

"Broken Sword?" Elder Qiu was stunned at first, but quickly came back to his senses and asked, "Is it the Dust Falling Dragon Sword that your lord is talking about?"

Hearing the accurate name of this sword, a hint of joy appeared in Ren Feifei's eyes.

Sure enough, that sword was another part of the Falling Dragon Sword!

"Where did you get that sword, and why did you refine it?" Ren Feifei continued to ask, he always felt that there was something unknown in it.

"This ......," Elder Qiu said again.

"If you dare to hide anything, I will directly let Shouzhuang be punished!" Leng Qingqiu suddenly added.

Elder Qiu's eyes shrank, knowing that he was not even qualified to negotiate, so he could only say: "Lord Qiyu, this sword was once cast by my great-grandfather Qiu Jianfeng, my great-grandfather was a seven-grade refiner, I learned from the family letter that this sword is related to the dragon clan and contains a big secret.

So I wanted to repair this sword, but it took me decades, and I only found half of it, and I wanted to restore it with other materials according to this half of it, not 100% of the same, but only for restoration, but I found that this sword has a strong rejection! It needs to be restored, and it is impossible. ”

Leng Qingqiu was stunned and said in surprise: "Your great-grandfather is actually Qiu Jianfeng?"

"Exactly!"

"Master, this Qiu Jianfeng is a famous swordsmith in Chinese history, and many ancient spirit swords are from this person's hand. ”

Ren Feifei suddenly realized, his eyes fell on Elder Qiu on the ground, and said, "If I provide you with the other half of the Falling Dust Dragon Sword, can you cast this sword?"

Elder Qiu's eyes widened, wanting to see the meaning of the joke from Ren Feifei, but he found that Ren Feifei was serious about everyone.

"My lord, is this true? I have to remind you, the other half, I have searched all over Huaxia and there is no news. ”

"You just need to answer me, can you cast it!"

"Yes!"

Elder Qiu said categorically.

"Okay, Qingqiu, this person doesn't need to be killed for the time being, I'm still useful. ”

"Yes, owner!"

Then Elder Qiu was taken down by the Zhuang Keeper, this time, he was extraordinarily quiet, at least he knew that he still had use value, but he didn't think that the other half of the Falling Dust Dragon Sword would come to Ren Feifei's hands.

Although this sword spirit is mutilated and has no effect, if you want to get him, you must have a fate.

After that, Leng Qingqiu directly dispersed all the people in the Sword Casting Square, and the result of this big competition was still Ren Fei's victory.

After doing all this, Leng Qingqiu said to Ren Feifei: "Master, let's find a place to have a good chat." ”

"Good!"

Leng Qingqiu took Ren Feifei to a secret room, layer upon layer of organs.

Even the Desireless Dao people were arranged to rest on the side and were not brought in.

It's just because this chat is about the Holy Doctor's Gate.

When he arrived at the innermost part of the secret room, Leng Qingqiu directly took off a veil and revealed his beautiful face.

The black hair fluttered down like a waterfall, the curvature of the willow eyebrows was just right, a pair of bright eyes hooked the soul, a beautiful nose, pink cheeks slightly reddened, dripping cherry-like cherry lips, a flower-like melon seed face crystal like jade, tender snow muscles like ice and snow, graceful and slender, beautiful and vulgar.

"Master, do I have a flower on my face?" Leng Qingqiu asked.

Ren Feifei smiled, retracted his gaze, and said, "Don't call me the head of the house, it stands to reason that I started late, I should call you Senior Sister, and we don't know each other this time." ”

Leng Qingqiu covered his mouth and smiled, and then said seriously: "It's a good one who doesn't know each other, but you were selected by the master, I naturally want to call you the head, by the way, is the old master okay?"

Ren Feifei frowned, not knowing how to answer, after all, he had only communicated with the master's thoughts, but according to the meaning of the master's words, he should still be alive, but he couldn't see people in his true body.

He could only say, "Master Yunyou has gone...... No longer ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. ”

"If the master is not there, what should the Holy Doctor Sect do...... Will it be a legend forever?"

"The girder of the Holy Doctor Gate is now carried by me. By the way, according to the master's explanation, now I have to gather the six spiritual weapons, the master told me that there is a spiritual weapon in the Hidden Sword Villa, does the senior sister know?"

Leng Qingqiu nodded, and with a movement of his mind, a long bow and arrow appeared in his palm.

The bow body is all red, like a crescent moon, and there are a few gems sporadically inlaid on it, simple and simple, noble but not luxurious. The silver bowstring has been baptized by time, but it has not slackened at all, and it is still tight on the bow, which is both elegant and solemn.