"Is this true?"
Meng Shaobai obviously cheered up after hearing Shen Chenfeng's praise.
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Shen Chenfeng smiled and took out a Massacre God Sword Technique from the Ten Directions Ring and threw it directly to Meng Shaobai.
Meng Shaobai quickly opened the book and found that the sword technique of the Massacre God was infinitely mysterious and contained supreme swordsmanship. He couldn't help but look ecstatic, and bowed deeply to Shen Chenfeng, saying, "Thank you, uncle, for your cultivation."
"Nowadays, we at Xuanji Peak have secret techniques, supernatural powers, and resources. You should work hard to practice and don't embarrass us at Xuanji Peak."
Shen Chenfeng smiled slightly. Meng Shaobai's talent was far different from Chen Fan's, and the sword technique of the Massacre God was simply incomparable to Wu Sheng's sword technique.
But he said this just to make Meng Shaobai more loyal.
He had already mastered these techniques of controlling his subordinates in his previous life. Now that he had made a little plan, Meng Shaobai burst into tears of gratitude, bowed deeply to him again, and said: "Uncle, don't worry, I will never fall short of the majesty of our Xuanji Peak."
"very good."
Shen Chenfeng nodded, then looked at Chen Fan and said, "What do you think? Are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
"It's not impossible to worship you as my teacher."
Chen Fan looked hesitant and said: "However, I have followed my father to practice swordsmanship since I was a child. My father hopes that I will make achievements in swordsmanship. I don't want to switch to swordsmanship, and I don't want to live up to my father's expectations for me. Is it possible?"
Hearing this, Shen Chenfeng sighed inwardly.
In his previous life, he wanted to take on a disciple. Not to mention someone who is a near-god in swordsmanship, even the rumored swordsman would not hesitate to give up swordsmanship and follow him to practice swordsmanship.
But now, a cultivator in the Celestial Realm actually refuses to practice the most powerful swordsmanship in the world.
"In that case, you should call me uncle."
Shen Chenfeng no longer pressed, he gave Chen Fan a few casual instructions, then told the others not to disturb him casually, then stood up and walked into the back hall.
In this apse, there are countless elixirs piled up.
These are the rewards for the Rookie Competition.
Originally, according to Elder Tianyang's wishes, Shen Chenfeng broke the rookie competition record and achieved a terrifying eleven-game winning streak, and was prepared to reward him with a high-grade treasure-level magic weapon.
However, Shen Chenfeng rejected Elder Tianyang's kindness and exchanged it for so many elixirs.
Although the combined value of these elixirs is far from comparable to that of a top-grade treasure. But for Shen Chenfeng, what he most urgently needs now is to increase his cultivation.
Jiutian Taixuan Sutra is a heaven-level top-grade technique. Although it is powerful, it is dozens of times more powerful than ordinary practitioners. However, after being promoted to the Tongtian Divine Realm, it is even more difficult to improve one's cultivation level.
Shen Chenfeng defeated the remnant soul of Soaring Snake and absorbed the top-quality spiritual stone given to him by Lin Duantian, and then he was barely promoted to the second level of the Celestial Realm.
Now we are far away from breaking through the third level of the Celestial Realm.
"If I can refine all these elixirs, although it won't allow me to break through, it should be almost the same."
Shen Chenfeng secretly thought, took out the Sun and Moon Divine Cauldron, and used the human elixir technique again.
After seven days, all the elixirs in the hall had been consumed.
Shen Chenfeng stretched his body, and the bones in his body crackled. When his eyes opened and closed, they seemed to be filled with endless vigor.
Just as he guessed, he has now reached the peak of the second level of the Celestial Realm. There is only one step left to break through the third level of the Celestial Realm.
However, this step of his is completely different from that of ordinary practitioners.
"I need at least tens of thousands of spirit stones before I can break through. Unfortunately, Xuanji Peak is too poor. Even Meng Shaobai and the others only have hundreds of low-grade spirit stones."
"I remember Meng Shaobai said that when Xuanji Peak was in turmoil, the disciples of Sihai Peak looted wildly at Xuanji Peak and took away many good things. Should I treat others in the same way as others? While the master of Sihai Peak is not around, why don’t you also go to Sihai Peak for a walk?”
While Shen Chenfeng was deep in thought, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside.
His mind swept away and he saw Meng Shaobai standing outside the door. He quickly gathered his thoughts and said with a cold expression: "Come in."
"Uncle Qi, someone wants to see you."
Meng Shaobai was holding a sharp sword, his whole body was bathed in blood, and his whole body exuded a sharp energy, and he actually had the aura of a sword cultivator.
"Still from Sihai Peak?"
Shen Chenfeng frowned slightly. In the past few days, for the sake of Elder Tianyang, he did not care about the disciples who besieged Xuanji Peak.
But after so many days, Sihaifeng still refused to give up.
Could it be that they think that we at Xuanji Peak are easy to bully?
"Hahaha, Uncle Master, you guessed wrong this time. Those local chickens and dogs in Sihai Peak have been cleaned up by me and Chen Fan a long time ago, and they never dare to step into our Xuanji Peak again."
Meng Shaobai sneered proudly, his voice filled with an unprecedented sense of pride.
He had been practicing at Xuanji Peak for so long and had been frustrated for so long, but this was the first time he was so high-spirited.
"Not from Sihai Peak?"
Shen Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Who is that?"
"Uncle Master, this person's name is Lu Wushuang."
Meng Shaobai suppressed his laughter and said with a solemn expression: "This person has a mysterious origin, and his identity is extraordinary. No matter how big or small the matter is in the Xuantian Sect, he can't escape his ears and eyes. He is known as a know-it-all."
"There is actually this person?"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes lit up, and he immediately showed a thoughtful expression and said: "In that case, then I will meet him."
"Okay, uncle, please wait a moment."
Meng Shaobai turned around and left. Not long after, a handsome young man wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan walked in.
He was gentle and polite. He held his hands to Shen Chenfeng and said with a smile: "I'm down here in Lu Wushuang, paying my respects to Senior Brother Shen."
"Are you Lu Wushuang?"
Shen Chenfeng glanced at the other party and said: "I heard that you are known as a know-it-all. As long as you are in Xuantian Sect, there is nothing you don't know?"
"Senior Brother Shen is ridiculous. You know-it-all is just a compliment from my fellow disciples."
Lu Wushuang smiled and said, "But I know more or less about the Xuantian Sect than ordinary disciples. Senior Brother Shen asked me this, is there anything you want to know about?"
"certainly."
Shen Chenfeng's eyes flashed and he said, "I want to ask you for information. What's the price?"
"Depending on the size, importance, and concealment of the information you are seeking, the price varies from a few spiritual stones to tens of thousands of spiritual stones."
Lu Wushuang opened the folding fan with a snap, and said with a cool expression: "But it's our first meeting with Senior Brother Shen, so I can do it for you for free. I wonder what information Senior Brother Shen wants to find out?"
"In that case, I won't be polite."
Shen Chenfeng stood up from the big chair, his eyes were bright, and he asked in a low voice: "Junior Brother Lu, may I ask you, have you ever heard of Tiangang Sword?"
