Qin Feng was surprised when he heard that the Ling clan elder was going to learn how to fly needles and puncture acupoints, and at the same time, it seemed that everything was in his expectation.

But the performance on Qin Feng's face. Yes, but it's very different. He also spread his hands with an innocent face: "Elder Ling, I can teach you, but I'm worried that you won't be able to learn?"

"Joke, since you kid can make it, why can't you learn it?" the old man also retorted unconvincingly here.

"Don't blame me if you don't learn well!" Qin Feng looked at the angry Ling clan elder and continued.

"Don't worry, the elder of this clan is inferior to your kid, and he is not a first-class genius, but it is not too bad, otherwise, how can the elder of this group create such a peerless skill as silver needle puncture?"

Qin Feng also laughed and no longer refuted.

Qin Feng's attitude made the elder of the Lin clan very unhappy. He was also muttering in his heart: Doesn't the stinky boy know that "hehe" is very hurtful?

It's just that the current Ling clan elders don't have time to care. He felt that he had something more important that he needed to verify with Qin Feng.

It's just that if he can get the words out of the mouth of this kid Qin Feng, the Ling clan elder feels that he seems to have no bottom in his heart.

Moreover, after Qin Feng had learned some of the basic silver needle puncturing techniques that he had taught him, he had already fused the skills of flying needles.

Therefore, for the follow-up silver acupuncture techniques of his Ling clan elder, Qin Feng seemed to have no need to learn again.

Because, compared with the method of piercing the acupoint of the silver needle, compared with the method of the flying needle piercing after Qin Feng's fusion, it seems that it is no longer on the same level.

The most important thing is that the Ling clan elder felt that he could control Qin Feng's stunts before, but now in front of Qin Feng's fused flying needle piercing skills, it seemed that there was no use at all.

Before, the Ling clan always didn't want to use such a skill to subdue Qin Feng, but after a while, he suddenly found that even if he used this kind of attacking skill to deal with this kid, it would be completely ineffective.

Now fighting with Qin Feng, who has fused the flying needle skill, the Ling clan elder finds his chances of winning. It's really not big.

Compared to speed, the old man felt that he was even more inadequate.

This made the Ling clan elder depressed, but he also found that Qin Feng, this kid, was simply a natural demon.

How can Qin Feng be subdued, be able to subdue this cunning little fox, and answer his own questions honestly, the Ling clan is also racking his brains now, and he has a headache.

The most important thing is that if the Ling clan elder is desperate for his life, he will also clean up Qin Feng's kid, what he is worried about is that the patriarch may jump out.

The old patriarch is a special calf protector, if he knew that he had picked up Qin Feng, this old bastard would probably fight with him...

Looking at Qin Feng, the unkind little fart child who seemed to be smiling on the other side, the Ling clan elder suddenly felt that his liver, lungs, and stomach hurt.

He also glared at Qin Feng viciously: "Stinky boy, tell me first, how do you know how many boxes of silver needles there are in this group? There are even gold needles?"

Qin Feng was unhurried, and did not change anything because of the attitude of the clan elder: "That clan elder, do you always admit that you have these things?"

"When did the elder of the clan admit it?"

"Oh..."Qin Feng replied without being salty.

"Oh what, hurry up and tell the truth to the old man of the clan?" The old man of the Ling clan kept holding on to Qin Feng and didn't let go of this question.

"Well, guess..."Qin Feng's answer made the old man of the Qin clan almost squirt out a mouthful of old blood again, Nima, this is okay.

However, while the Ling clan was angry, he felt that the answer that this kid had just given might be true.

Because he knew that how could his inheritance treasure be leaked so easily and he was still completely in the dark.

The elder of the Ling clan was also rejoicing, but felt that Qin Feng's kid was too hateful. Look at him blinking with a pair of big eyes, how can he be such a ghost elf. It's not okay to talk nonsense, but I just pulled my own silver needle, so that I was worried in vain.

But in the end, the result is not bad, and his secret has not been revealed. Although the Ling clan elder felt that he also had the demeanor of a lost clan elder, compared to his own inheritance treasures, these were completely indifferent.

"You kid is too good at nonsense, do you dare to talk nonsense?" While the Ling clan elder was scolding Qin Feng, he was also immediately calm.

Qin Feng saw all this in his eyes, and at this moment, the corners of his mouth also showed some smiles.

This made the old man of the Ling clan, who had just relaxed, immediately look more nervous again: "Stinky boy, what is your expression?"

"Elder Ling, you are too old, I can't laugh?" Qin Feng retorted here.

"Hmph, then you give me back the silver needle first!" The Ling clan elder was also not to be outdone.

"It's not impossible to return the silver needle to you. Qin Feng replied with a grin.

"Look at your kid like this, do you have any more conditions?"

"It's not that I said that you, this kid, at a young age, lack virtue and smoke..."The elder of the Ling clan also continued to count down Qin Feng.

It's just that Qin Feng didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he also smiled, and directly took out the box containing the silver needle from his arms, and was about to hand it to the Ling clan elder.

"Uh..." This made the Ling clan elder also stop talking, he was also old and happy, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it: "This is a good boy, it's not good to be greedy for other people's things!"

At this time, Qin Feng suddenly retracted his hand agilely: "Elder Ling, before we return the silver needle to you, we have to say something!"

The old man of the Ling clan stretched out his hand, and he had to take it back in embarrassment, his face was not very good-looking, and he said a little stupidly: "What tricks are you kid playing again?

"How can there be?" Qin Feng's face was full of innocence.

"If you believe you, you'll be out of the way," the Ling elder muttered.

"Then I farted, do you want to continue?" Qin Feng also teased.

"Uh..." The Ling clan elder felt that he was choked half to death, and he was almost speechless for a long time.

The elder of the Ling clan finally understood one thing, that is, arguing with Qin Feng, this is completely uncomfortable...

"Clan Elder, why don't you search my body for me, if there are indeed no other silver needles, how about I return this box of silver needles to you?" Qin Feng also said with a smile.

This sentence made the Ling clan elder feel moved in his heart. Anyway, he knew that there was really nothing on his body, except for the box of silver needles in Qin Feng's hand, there was also the little bronze figure that marked the acupuncture points.

The rest of the things were hidden in a secret place by the Ling clan elder himself, and it was impossible for others to know except himself.