Qin Feng retracted his gaze and didn't take this matter to heart. As for the sword platform seven days later, Qin Feng had no intention of going at all. Your time is precious, how can you waste it on this kind of boredom?

However, the matter between the two spread within the Sword Sect. In front of the Dragon Monument, everyone pointed at Qin Feng.

"Is he going to challenge Senior Brother Xingyu?"

"Heh! It's really beyond his strength, what kind of cultivation does Senior Brother Xingyu have? That's a seventh-order Xuan Master!"

"Don't even Brother Xingyu's one-handed swordsmanship~~"

"Didn't Qin Fengmo think that if he could defeat Hong Yazhi, he could provoke Senior Brother Xingyu?"

"It's just ugly to jump off the beam, in the hands of Senior Brother Xingyu, he can't hold out three blinks"

Qin Feng ignored these cynicisms, in his vision, these methods were really naïve. It's obviously something that Chang Xingyu proposed. How did it get into the mouths of these people and become a challenge for themselves?

It's funny!

Coming to the fifty position, Qin Feng sat down freely. The eyes looked at the nose, the nose looked at the heart, and directly entered the state of cultivation. The aura in the ground immediately turned into a rushing river and merged into Qin Feng's body.

"This damn son!"

"To ignore us is the ultimate in arrogance!"

"Let him be arrogant, wait for the sword platform, I'm afraid he won't have this life!"

Everyone's expressions were gloomy, and the sword platform was a special ring of the Sword Sect. The sword has grievances, whether it is dead or alive!

A few hours later, Qin Feng got up and looked at the Dragon Monument. Chang Xingyu, the tenth place of the Dragon Monument!

Tenth?

Qin Feng had a plan in his heart. The further the Dragon Monument goes, the faster the cultivation speed will be. What I need now is time.

"Senior brother, you don't really want to challenge Chang Xingyu, do you?"

Xie Xinxin walked over with a worried face. Chang Xingyu's strength is too terrifying. If Qin Feng faced him, he had little chance of winning. After all, the perception of the realm between the two is too big. That's a gap of six realms. Ordinary people are almost a step beyond ~~

"Is there any reason not to accept a gift sent to your door?"

Qin Feng smiled, not taking Chang Xingyu to heart at all. Seven of the Nine Great Sword Caves have been saturated, and the breakthrough is just around the corner!

Every time he improves a realm, for Qin Fenglai, his strength will be greatly improved. The aura of the nine sword acupoints is superimposed on each other, and the degree of horror is beyond the imagination of Changrao~~

"Forget it, I can't persuade you anyway, this is what Senior Sister asked me to give you!"

Xie Xinxin took out a post and handed it to Qin Feng. Qin Feng opened it and took a look. It was an invitation from the Alchemist Guild. Half a month later, in the Qingfeng Dynasty, there will be a refining competition. The refiners of the Qingfeng Dynasty and the Barbarian Realm will all go to participate. This is a feast of refining. The top three can even obtain the qualification to join the Refiner Association.

"Are you going?"

Xie Xinxin asked with some curiosity. Qin Feng's work was completely unreasonable, and he shouldn't have participated in such a tedious matter as refining weapons.

"Go, why don't I go?"

Qin Feng said with a smile, there are still some things of their own in the Refiner Association. Originally, I thought that I would wait three months before going to the Refiner Guild. Now that he has this opportunity, Qin Feng naturally won't miss it.

"Then you have to work harder and beat that guy from Chang Xingyu hard!"

Xie Xinxin patted Qin Feng's shoulder with a grin.

"It's nature!"

Qin Feng nodded, looking like he was winning. The surrounding ears pricked up to overhear people, and one by one, their eyelids jumped wildly. What kind of character is Senior Brother Xingyu?

You beat him?

Wait for the sword platform, don't kneel and beg for mercy!

Qin Feng returned to his residence and took out all the spirit stones he had won before. In the sect, he exchanged for an amber glazed ginseng, and Qin Feng still had eight thousand spirit stones left. Without thinking much about it, Qin Feng directly ran the burial sword technique. The aura abundant on the spirit stone immediately merged into Qin Feng's body, and the aura in the nine great sword acupoints rose steadily. The aura on Qin Feng's body became more and more vigorous. A few days passed in a flash. Click!

A slight voice came from Qin Feng's body. Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out with a sharp light.

"Second-Order Xuan Master!"

After a few days of penance, his cultivation successfully broke through to the second-order Xuan Master. It's just the spirit stone in front of him, and there is not much left.

"According to this cultivation situation, the spirit stones I need in the future are not something that a few spirit veins can satisfy. ”

Qin Feng sighed. The sect simply couldn't support its own cultivation.

"It seems that the cultivation resources still need to find another way!"

A few thoughts flashed through Qin Feng's heart, and in the end, only one remained. However, if you want to take action, you will have to wait for a while. At least after the end of the refining competition!

A trace of essence flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

"Now, it's time to revive the Emerald Blue Lotus Spring. "Consciousness is immersed in the first layer of space of the mysterious sword stele Zheng Jian stele, and the dried jade green lotus spring stands there alone. Qin Feng also discovered a wonderful use of the sword stele. That is, things from the outside world can be placed in its Zheng, which is equivalent to Qin Feng having an additional space magic weapon. In particular, the space in the sword tablet is hundreds of zhang large. This is comparable to the Nine Rank Space Magic Weapon!

The Water Spirit Bead, the Crazy Flame Pill has long surrounded the Jade Blue Lotus Spring. Qin Feng took out the amber glass ginseng. The three things are integrated into it, as if a pool of stagnant water has been reinvented with life. In an instant, the jade green lotus spring was a masterpiece. Vibrant vitality emanates from the emerald green lotus spring. This aura filled the entire space, and Qin Feng only felt that his consciousness was clearer. Even the divine soul has the slightest sign of strengthening.

"And this kind of good thing?"

Even Qin Feng was stunned for a moment. All monks understand that the soul and body come and must not be strengthened unless they take the pill of rebellion. As for strengthening the Divine Soul, it is simply unheard of. Qin Feng, as a Zhuxian Sword Soul, has assisted countless generations of Zhuxian Sword Masters, but he has never seen such a thing. But now, such an unbelievable thing is in front of us. It's a big opportunity!

Qin Feng didn't hesitate and immediately absorbed this special aura to strengthen his divine soul. Buzz~

The air station shuddered slightly. The emerald green lotus spring actually has emerald green spring water dripping down. Tick, tick!

Drop after drop, although slow, but every drop of spring water is a treasure that other monks cannot cultivate. Qin Feng felt very wonderful at this time. After the Zhuxian Sword was shattered, his soul was damaged. But under the nourishment of this special breath, the damage to the soul was made up little by little. The shattered soul is still repairing itself while growing stronger. Qin Feng felt an unprecedented tranquility. But this tranquility was interrupted. Qin Feng opened his eyes and looked at the half-spring Jade Blue Lotus Spring in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned. A full half of the spring, these springs are comparable to ten spiritual veins!

Earned!

Qin Feng suppressed the joy in his heart, and his consciousness withdrew from the mysterious sword tablet Zheng pushed open the door, and saw Xie Xinxin standing outside the door.

"Senior sister, what are you doing here?"

Qin Feng asked a little strangely. Xie Xinxin's eyes widened suddenly, and she said helplessly

"You're still asking me what I'm here for? What day is it, have you forgotten?"

"Days?"

Qin Feng was even more puzzled. Xie Xinxin sighed and said angrily: "It's already seventh today!"

"Oh, I remember!"

Only then did Qin Feng remember the matter of fighting with Chang Xingyu. Cultivator cultivation, time flies, if it weren't for Xie Xinxin coming to find him. Qin Feng really forgot about this stubble. Not only that, I'm afraid that Qin Feng will miss the refining competition in a few days. Qin Feng immediately rushed to the sword platform. The sword platform stands on the Qingsong Peak of the Sword Sect. From a distance, countless green pines stand in a forest, like countless sharp swords. Before he could get closer, a sharp sword intent opened up wantonly. For thousands of years, I don't know how many disciples have splashed their blood on the sword platform. The path of the monk was originally made with the accumulation of blood and bones. At this time, the huge sword platform was crowded with disciples of the Sword Sect. On the huge sword platform, the blood was mottled, and the rich bloody atmosphere did not disperse for a long time. Before he got on the sword platform, Qin Feng felt a tragic aura.

"Is there anything that can't be resolved privately?

"It's not, on the sword platform, even the elders can't interfere!"

"Very few people can walk down from the sword platform intact~~"

Many disciples turned pale, and if they were not forced to do so, no one would be willing to go to the sword platform. This is a place of great murder forged by countless disciples with blood and bones. Of course, there are also many disciples who regard this place as a place of trial. It is an honor to be able to walk down from the sword platform alive!

Therefore, there are still tens of thousands of disciples who die on the sword platform every year. In this regard, the Sword Sect Elder did not interfere much. Monks are never flowers in a greenhouse, and sooner or later they will have to understand the dangers ahead. Suddenly, the crowd was bustling. Chang Xingyu, who was in the purple forest star robe, walked out slowly. With each drop, a terrible pressure spreads. This pressure is only aimed at Qin Feng. Even so, many of the disciples were still pale. This is the power of the tenth strongest person on the Dragon List!

Anyone who dares to provoke will pay the price in blood!

"You dare to come, your courage is commendable, but you have to, you are stupid!"

Chang Xingyu stood ten steps away from Qin Feng with an indifferent expression.

"Then I'll send you a word, you're very ignorant!"

Qin Feng shook his head, his tone was very sincere. Chang Xingyu didn't know who he was facing. He also doesn't know that there are some things that cannot be made up for by a few realms. Seventh-Order Xuan Master, is it very strong?

My Qin Feng's sword, have you ever seen it?

"Hehe, there's a good show to watch now. ”

"When he dies, he is still hard-mouthed, and he will cry later. ”

"But how do I feel that Qin Feng is stronger?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and before the two of them got on the sword platform, there was a flash of fire in the air.

"Get out of the way, Elder Ye is here!"

"What?

"Qin Feng has such a big face!"

Ye Bingxuan walked from the crowd, and when he saw him appear, the gloom in Chang Xingyu's eyes was even worse.

"This unruly woman!"

Chang Xingyu scolded in his heart. What he thinks, others don't know. Ye Bingxuan, the first beauty of the Sword Sect!

Just one glance made many proud young people blush. They looked at Qin Feng's gaze, and they were so jealous that they almost spewed flames. Why could this son be favored by Elder Ye?

Damn it!

"Why are you here?"

Qin Feng scratched his head and said with a smile.