Looking at the formation patterns he had drawn, Qianfeng was very proud and full of a sense of accomplishment.

This is the result of several years of diligent practice.

After the formation pattern was painted, the first person he looked at was Meng Ran, and it just so happened that she had also drawn the pattern, and looking at this side, the quality of the two patterns was almost the same.

Looking at each other, the eyes of the two seemed to be different, so they turned their heads one after another.

It just so happened that the eyes of the two of them were looking at Gu Qingci, the little guy in the tattooed hall was still carving, and the next second when the two of them looked at it, Gu Qingci finally finished carving.

The withered branch in his hand was gone, it became dull, without the blessing of qi, and after high-intensity work, the withered branch could no longer bear it, turned into powder, and fell to the ground.

Qian Feng didn't have time to look at the dead branches that were fluttering one after another, but stared at the pattern that Gu Qingci carved on the ground.

It was a quintessential pattern, which was the field he had just touched, and he had also considered drawing it in this competition, but considering that the success rate was not high and the time was too consuming, he chose the quadruple pattern.

However, this boy with a tattoo was actually carved, his material was very unsophisticated, and he used dry branches, which was not as good as theirs, but he carved a five-fold pattern.

Qian Feng couldn't accept this fact, not only him, but everyone present couldn't accept this reality.

Gu Qingci also found it difficult to accept that it would take so long to carve a quadruple pattern by himself.

But he couldn't condense the void in front of everyone and condense a sixfold pattern.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and it is destroyed by the wind.

A lot of times, it's also a sin to be too good, especially if you're far beyond your talent.

Gu Qingci's strength is very low, and he is far from being able to bear the consequences of his showing his excellence.

"He's just an ordinary guy, how can he carve a five-fold pattern?" someone couldn't accept this fact and questioned the immortal cultivator.

"Yes, it's too abnormal, there must be a demon when it is abnormal. Someone chimed in.

How could a little guy in the Tattoo Hall be better than everyone in the Fu Pavilion and the Formation Hall?

They all think like this, in the final analysis, there are too few people in the palace and they seem to be weak, the strength of the Xianxia world is supreme, and weakness is the original sin.

Gu Qingci just carved a five-fold pattern very 'normally', and he had already been questioned by the Fu Pavilion and the Formation Hall.

"We tattoo the hall, only repair the pattern, regardless of the rest, it is normal to carve out five patterns. Gu Qing replied, and then he completely ignored the voices of those people, no matter how much he questioned, he couldn't change the facts.

There was some amusement in the eyes of the immortal cultivator, and he announced loudly: "This time in the three-hall competition, Gu Qingci of the Tattoo Hall won. ”

Gu Qingci stepped forward and received three bottles of Quenching Pill, he looked around and found that everyone's eyes were a little unconvinced.

The three halls came to an end, and Gu Qing returned to the Tattoo Palace, but the Tattoo Hall was no longer quiet.

The first time Qianfeng came to the Wen Palace, in the past, he was disdainful of this low hall, and he didn't even have the effort to take a look, but now he came here to ask for someone for the Quenching Spirit Pill, and the world has changed too much, which is unpredictable.

He stood at the entrance of the Pattern Palace, looking at Gu Qingci in the deepest part of the Pattern Palace, the distance between the two sides was nearly a hundred meters, and this distance of nearly a hundred meters was covered with ore.

Qianfeng keenly saw that among these ores, there were several pieces of grained stones, one of which was carved with fivefold lines, in his mind, the grained stones were not easy to carve, especially the fivefold patterns, which would not be placed at will, and the front was clearly arranged as a minefield, so he stood a hundred meters away.

"I don't know what wind is blowing you in. Gu Qingci didn't look at it, and asked while carving the pattern stone, there was no welcome in his words.

"I didn't expect there to be a character like you in the Tattoo Palace, Gu Qingci, you are a very talented tattoo cultivator, but unfortunately you went to the wrong place, you shouldn't have come to the Tattoo Palace. Qianfeng sighed.

"It's better to tattoo the temple. Gu Qingci said with a smile.

"I'm not here to convince you that the Formation Hall is better. Qianfeng nodded and said, "Gu Qingci, I want to make a deal with you." ”

"I'm sorry, you're looking for the wrong person, I'm not a trader. Gu Qingci didn't even ask, he refused directly, and didn't leave any affection.

"Hehe, why turn people away, the deal I am talking about is a win-win for both parties. Qianfeng said with confidence.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in your trade, please come back. Gu Qingci refused.

"I want to exchange the Quenching Elixir in your hand. Qianfeng was still unwilling, and said to Gu Qingci.

"Five bottles of spirit grass liquid, in exchange for two bottles of quenching elixir in your hand, the value is completely sufficient, and you still have one bottle of quenching elixir left, how about it?" Qian He stared at Gu Qingci deadly, he felt that such conditions were actually very good.

But he ignored the fact that it was too difficult to exchange low-grade treasures for high-grade treasures, for example, theoretically, a hundred low-grade spirit crystals could be exchanged for a medium-grade spirit crystal, but in fact, very few people would exchange medium-grade spirit crystals for low-grade spirit crystals.

The lower-grade spirit crystal corresponds to the Linghai realm, and the middle-grade spirit crystal corresponds to the Feitian realm, but the immortal cultivators of the Linghai realm can absorb the middle-grade spirit crystals to make their cultivation faster, while the immortal cultivators of the Feitian realm are difficult to improve their cultivation through the lower-grade spirit crystals, and the spiritual power quality of the lower-grade spirit crystals cannot meet the requirements of the immortal cultivators of the Feitian realm.

Spirit Grass Liquid and Quenching Spirit Pill are such a reason, for Gu Qingci, who has already reached the fourth realm, five bottles of Spirit Grass Liquid are not as good as one bottle of Quenching Spirit Pill, let alone two bottles of Quenching Spirit Pill.

He restrained his aura through the Dao Introduction, and in Qianfeng's eyes, he had just begun to cultivate the third realm, and it was more than enough to use the spirit grass liquid.

Therefore, Qianfeng felt that his conditions were already rich enough, and he was confident that he could impress Gu Qingci and complete the deal.

But he was disappointed, Gu Qingci still lowered his head and carved the pattern stone, his movements were smooth, and he didn't even raise his head.

"Let's go. This is Gu Qingci's reply.

Qian Feng only felt a wave of anger filling his chest, and before he could attack, he saw Gu Qingci throw out a veined stone, turning into a thin golden energy layer, blocking in front of Gu Qingci.

Qian Feng recognized that it was a soundproof triple pattern, and Gu Qingci used this way to show that he was too lazy to listen to him.

The angry Qianfeng was helpless, it was pointless to spend it here, so he had to leave.

But he still wouldn't give up.

"Trouble, a piece of dog skin plaster. Gu Qingci frowned, he threw away the pattern stone that had been pretending to be carved for a long time, picked up a piece of ore, and began to carve seven patterns.

In the evening, as the sun sets, the avenue in front of the temple is gilded with a layer of gold.

It's time for Gu Qing to quit and go home again.

Before leaving the Tattoo Palace, Gu Qingci carved a seven-fold pattern stone, and the condensation pointed at a point, and the sevenfold pattern on the pattern stone turned into a water mirror, reflecting the scene of the Pattern Hall a mile away.

In the middle of nowhere on that avenue, where Gu Qingci had to pass through, he saw Qianfeng and seemed to be waiting for something.

"A thief's heart does not die. He said to himself, "In that case, let's teach this guy a lesson." ”

Since negotiation can't solve the problem, then it will be solved by force, so Qianfeng was ready to do a robbery, and specially chose a place where 'no one can save him if he breaks his throat', but he waited for a long time, but he never waited for Gu Qingci's arrival.

When he was impatient, a gray-clothed young man appeared in his field of vision, about fourteen years old, with his hair tied up in a wooden hairpin and a slender figure.

Qian Feng was very strange, he was familiar with the outer courtyard, but he had never seen this young man.

So he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Haven't you seen the market, have you seen enough?" The man glared at him coldly, his tone full of disdain, making Qianfeng very uncomfortable.

As the boss of the Formation Hall Miscellaneous Servants, Qian Feng also had his own arrogance, and he couldn't stand this kind of treatment at all, so he said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is too domineering." ”

"Oh, looking at others so rudely, and thinking others are overbearing. The man laughed, and there was a-for-tat in his smile: "Your formation hall is so majestic." ”

Qianfeng originally wanted to fight casually, after all, the main target was Gu Qingci, but he didn't think that the other party would directly attack the formation hall with a map cannon, completely offending him, the boss of the formation hall.

"Who are you, you have a lot of opinions on the Fa Hall?" Qian Feng said in a deep voice, he stepped forward, staring at the young man coldly, and he had a posture of doing something if he didn't agree with him.

In the outer courtyard, everyone is the age of blood and strength, and the force value is not low, and fights often occur, and Qianfeng's combat experience is not small.

"People like you deserve to know my name?" the man laughed dismissively.

"Arrogance!" Qianfeng couldn't bear it anymore and finally made a move.

He didn't realize that he had become more impulsive than ever in the face of this teenager.

What he cultivates is the "Red Yang True Technique", a fire-based cultivation method, which is the most common and highest-grade cultivation method among miscellaneous servants, and its combat effectiveness is relatively high.

In addition to this, he also cultivated martial arts, which made his combat power even higher.

Qianfeng's hand was covered in crimson qi, and he punched out, and the crimson qi turned into a one-foot-sized flaming fist and flew towards the young man.

The martial art 'Flame Fist' can condense qi into a flame fist mark and strike a distance of one zhang away.

The fire fist mark flew in front of the young man, the boy stretched out his right hand, and there was a faint light on the fingertips of his palm, although it was very thin but very pure, and it seemed to contain a few traces of spiritual power, and pressed it towards the fire fist, and the fire fist mark was torn apart, and it was scattered by the understatement palm.

Qianfeng secretly screamed in his heart, this time it was mentioned on the iron plate.

A palm struck away the fire fist mark, and the young man swung out another palm, still with a faint light on the fingertips of his palm, but this time it was not a defense, but an offense.

The young man's figure is chic and elegant, neither fast nor slow, one step out, instantly across a distance of one zhang, the palm print came to Qianfeng, in the face of this seemingly understated palm, Qianfeng has a feeling of inescapability.

He drew a circle of his hands, condensing a crimson air shield in front of him to resist the palm.

The young man slapped his palm on the crimson air shield, click, the air shield shattered instantly, the young man's palm was castrated, and it was firmly imprinted on Qianfeng's face, and slapped him in the face.

Bang, Qian Feng was slapped by this slap and flew away, lost his combat effectiveness in an instant, fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while, lying on the floor like a salted fish.

The young man closed his palm, shook his head, dropped a sentence that was too weak, and walked away, leaving only Qianfeng lying on the floor watching his back go away.

This time he kicked the iron plate, Qian Feng felt remorse in his heart, his hand covered his red and swollen cheeks, and he felt an unprecedented shame.