Qin Feng secretly thought it was not good, and quickly used his internal strength to resist the intrusion of laughter.
But his cultivation is limited and he can't stop it at all.
Suddenly I felt a splitting headache, and large beads of sweat oozed from my forehead.
"who are you?!!!"
The laughter stopped.
A figure floated from the sarcophagus and landed in front of Qin Feng.
"Boy, you're not satisfied with taking my two swords. You even didn't let go of my sleeping place!"
"You're not Senior Dugu, are you?"
Qin Feng held a blue light sword and looked at the middle-aged man in green robes in front of him with full vigilance.
"Boy, I am just Dugu Qiubai!"
Dugu Qiubei put his hands behind his back, his eyes calm without any edge.
A few strands of gray were mixed in the long black hair, untied or tied, slightly covering his knife-like cheeks.
Qin Feng looked at it in disbelief.
The sword demon Dugu Qiufei was a figure in the late Tianlong period, sixty or seventy years ago.
If he were still alive, he would be at least over a hundred years old. How could he be so young?
Did he practice the 'Changchun Gong' of the Xiaoyao sect?
"Don't believe it?"
A smile appeared on Dugu Qiubai's face.
The sword fingers of his right hand were raised, and an unparalleled powerful force gathered on his fingertips, instantly condensing into a small cyan sword.
Qin Feng was shocked.
It has been ten years since I came to this world, and this is the first time I have faced such a powerful person.
Even if the master, Sun Buer, and five other uncles were included, they would not be able to condense the energy into shape.
Could this be the strength of the legendary Grand Master?
Qin Feng was already certain that the middle-aged man in front of him was the sword demon Dugu Qiubai.
There is no need to lie to a character who can condense his energy into a sword like an arm wielder.
"Do you believe it now?"
Dugu Qiubei waved his sword and dispersed the gang energy.
"I believe it."
Qin Feng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do with you?"
An imperceptible evil smile appeared on the corner of Dugu Qiubei's mouth.
"Senior, I was wrong, I will return everything I took to you!"
Qin Feng quickly placed the green light sword in his hand and the crape myrtle soft sword on his waist on the ground.
"You opened the coffin because you want to learn Dugu's Nine Swords?" Dugu Qiubai showed a smirk on his lips.
"Yes!" Qin Feng bowed his head in embarrassment.
"It's not impossible to teach you." Dugu Qiubai paused and glanced at Qin Feng, "If you can't learn and can't leave here for the rest of your life, do you still dare to learn?"
"dare!"
If he doesn't learn the invincible swordsmanship, then he is just a fool!
He came through time travel, and although he did not receive the blessing of the system, his innate understanding was strengthened.
Qin Feng doesn't believe he can't learn the 'Dugu Nine Swords'!
"Looking at your qualifications, let's become a disciple!"
Dugu Qiubai straightened up and showed a serious expression.
"Master, my disciple Qin Feng kowtows to you!"
Qin Feng knelt at Dugu Bubai's feet without hesitation and kowtowed nine times respectfully.
"Get up."
"Dugu Nine Swords 'Final Style'!"
Dugu Qiubai let out a soft drink, moved his sword commander, and the small cyan sword condensed with Gang Qi appeared above Qin Feng's head again.
Qin Feng is a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. Sword training is his daily homework, so he can naturally see the power of Dugu Nine Swords.
"The final form is the basis for practicing Dugu Nine Swords. There are 360 variations. You must listen carefully and read the formula carefully."
"Yes, Master." Qin Feng was calm and unblinking.
"Returning to younger sisters leads to Wuwu, Wuwu leads to the same people, and the same people lead to greatness... Qian Kun stimulates each other, Zhen Dui stimulates each other, and Li Xun stimulates each other. Three additions make five, and five additions make it."
After all the formulas and moves were taught, Dugu Bubai's figure flashed and returned to the sarcophagus.
The coffin lid blocking the exit of the corridor flew up from the ground and covered the sarcophagus.
Qin Feng stood like this, memorizing it silently in his heart. By the time the formula was deeply ingrained in his mind, it was already Mao hour of the next day.
He honestly put the green light sword and crape myrtle soft sword back to their original places, and after covering them with the blue stone slab, they heard the chirping of the giant eagle from outside the cave.
"Chirp!"
Qin Feng strode out and saw the giant eagle kicking a giant python with a thick arm in front of him with its claws.
"Bald chicken, ah, Brother Diao, is this for me to eat?"
Brother Diao shook his head.
Qin Feng was not polite, took out the dagger, took out the snake gallbladder, and swallowed it directly.
"Brother Diao, go get some wood. I want to roast the giant python."
Brother Diao spread his wings and flew.
When Qin Feng peeled off the snake's skin, Brother Diao grabbed the thick tree trunk and flew back.
"You are too thick."
Qin Feng glanced at the dagger in his hand, immediately ran into the cave, opened the bluestone slab in front of the stone monument, and picked up the blue light sword.
"Master, please lend me the sword."
This green light sword is so easy to use, cutting a tree is like cutting tofu.
It didn't take much effort to cut the tree trunk into the shape he wanted, and also made a grill and two wooden piers.
Standing at the entrance of the cave, Dugu Qiubai asked curiously: "Qin Feng, you are very skilled in this technique. You have done this kind of thing before, right?"
"That's right, I've been working on my own since I was eight years old."
The Quanzhen Sect is too austere.
Three meals a day were vegetables and tofu, how could he bear it?
So starting from the age of eight, he would get some meat every few days to supplement his nutrition.
Qin Feng took out salt from his body and carefully sprinkled it on the snake meat.
"Master, please sit down. It won't take long for you to get used to it."
When the snake meat turned golden, Qin Feng extinguished the bonfire, cut off a large piece of snake meat and handed it to Dugu Qiubai.
"It tastes good." Dugu Qiubei took a bite and praised.
"That is."
In the past two years, he has often harmed dogs in villages near Zhongnan Mountain, and he has perfected his barbecue skills.
"Master, do you feel comfortable sleeping in a coffin?"
"What, you want to sleep?" Dugu Qiubai asked with a smile.
"I haven't tried it, but I want to try it."
Qin Feng's mouth was filled with snake meat and his words were slurred.
"Okay, I'll arrange it for you in advance."
Dugu Qiubei's figure flashed and landed on Brother Diao.
Brother Diao flaps his wings and flies high.
"I'm not in a hurry to fall asleep."
Qin Feng looked at the disappearing figures, picked up the green light sword and began to practice the "final form" of the Dugu Nine Swords.
The time of cultivation always passes quickly.
In the evening three days later.
A loud scream sounded in the sky.
Dugu Bubai flew gracefully from the air to Qin Feng.
Brother Diao grabbed a sarcophagus and landed slowly.
"Master, you are back!" Qin Feng stood up with a smile and saluted.
"How's your practice for the 'Final Form' going?"
Dugu Bubai waved his sleeves, and all the vines tied to the sarcophagus broke.
Then with a light palm, the sarcophagus flew to the mountain wall.
"good."
There are 360 variations in the 'Final Form', and it took Qin Feng three days to master 100 variations, which is not too slow.
Qin Feng looked at the sarcophagus in front of the mountain wall and asked, "Master, won't you help me move it in?"
"Do you still need to take action for such a trivial matter?"
Dugu Qiubei shook his sleeves and walked slowly towards the cave.
"Little things?"
This sarcophagus weighs a thousand pounds at least. Is it appropriate for a ten-year-old child to carry it?
"Brother Diao, please do me a little favor."
A flattering smile appeared on Qin Feng's face, and he pointed at the sarcophagus and then at the cave.
Brother Diao rolled his big bell-like eyes and immediately spread his wings and flew away.
屮!
Not willing to help with even the smallest of things!
How inhumane!
Bah, that’s not like a bird!
