A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Before Qingfeng could speak, the boy named Xiaojie started shouting loudly.

"Why don't you dare? If I lose, I will apologize to you. I will never break my promise. If you don't dare, then please don't trouble me. It's better to eat elsewhere. It won't disturb the young master. interest."

The young woman wanted to speak, but she didn't want to be glared at by the old woman. Suddenly there was anger in her eyes. She might be afraid of the old woman, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

At this time, Zouping and others looked at Qingfeng, but Lan Kexin suddenly looked gloating, as if to say, should you accept it or not.

Qingfeng looked at those people and felt helpless. Maybe he had a face that was being bullied.

The young man seemed to have the ability to condense energy at the eighth or ninth level, but the old woman was convinced of him.

Looking at the old woman's cultivation level, I don't know why she is so unreasonable. She must be too serious to protect her shortcomings.

Casual cultivators are generally very talkative. Judging from the way they dress, they should come from some aristocratic cultivating families and have a backer behind them, so they are so unscrupulous.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng looked at Xiaojie and suddenly said: "There is no problem in the competition, but you are rude. If you lose, you will not only apologize, but also pay for the meal."

"Hmph, it's really a lion's mouth. You think so beautifully. Are you bullying me when I'm young?"

The young man didn't agree so impulsively at this moment. He didn't seem to be just an impulsive person.

However, Qingfeng naturally would not let him go like this, and then induced him: "Little guy, you are too impatient, and you still have to listen to what I have to say. If I lose, not only do you not need to apologize, but I will also give you a hundred Lingshi, what do you think? Do you dare?"

Do you dare? Qingfeng deliberately emphasized his tone, showing a look of contempt for him. m.

The arrogant young man was immediately stimulated by this sentence and shouted: "Why not?"

The old woman suspected that there was fraud, but it was too late to stop him.

Now that the deal was done, the restaurant immediately became lively, everyone wanted to see who was stronger and who was weaker between the two.

At this moment, the young man's body was shaken, and a terrifying aura flowed out, and he looked like he was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

The young man sneered, looked at Qingfeng and said, "It's still too late for you to regret it."

"Dengdengdeng..."

At this moment, there was a rush of busy footsteps downstairs, but it was the shopkeeper who ran up with several burly cultivators.

When the shopkeeper saw the postures of the two parties, he immediately persuaded him: "Why are you two doing this? Why don't you give me some face? Let's sit down and drink tea together."

"It's none of your business, shut up."

As soon as the boy's wild words came out, the shopkeeper's face also changed. His face turned red and white, then white and red again. He was obviously very angry, but he still chose to endure it when he opened the door for business.

But at this moment, he said with a cold face: "You can compete if you want, but I can't stand your fight here. Please move to another place, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

As he spoke, his aura changed, and he was obviously a master of foundation building.

The young man snorted coldly and followed Qingfeng and said, "If you have the guts, come with me."

As he said this, he watched him jump out of the window, and the imperial envoy's magic weapon rose into the air and galloped away into the distance.

Qingfeng was helpless. With his status, he really didn't want to get angry with a child, but that's how people are. Sometimes things force you to do this, so you have to do this. ,

So he turned around and told everyone to wait here for a while and he would be back later.

Lan Kexin and the others naturally have nothing to care about. After all, their strength is there, but this time being angry with a child is a bit speechless.

Then Qingfeng took out the big stick and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The old woman wanted to go and have a look, but was kept behind by Zouping. Naturally, the two big men were also targeted and could not leave. The atmosphere remained stalemate.

The young girl, on the other hand, was afraid that her brother would act carelessly, so in desperation, she ducked and flew out of the window.

Lan Kexin and others took a look but did not stop her. After all, the girl seemed to be a good person, so they left her alone.

Situ Qiumin was anxious, fearing that her younger brother would accidentally hit the man without knowing the severity of the injury. What was hateful was that her younger brother had always been proud and domineering, and her grandmother was very doting.

Without his father around, no one could suppress him.

She hurried and hurried slowly, fearing that she would be late and make a big mistake. The young man was so generous, so he was not someone to be trifled with.

Ten miles outside the city, there is a lotus pond with several acres of lotus flowers in it. It is the time when the lotus flowers are in full bloom. Looking around, it is so beautiful.

Next to the lotus pond, there is green grass and a thousand-year-old tree standing next to it. I don't know if it is because of the moisture of the pond water, but it is full of vitality and full of spring.

Under the big tree, Situ Qiujie chuckled and said with an arrogant expression: "I don't know if you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid. It's bad luck for you to meet me today."

As he spoke, he saw his thoughts move, his fingers moving, and a flying sword behind him soaring into the sky and stabbing the breeze.

The people Qingfeng has fought against recently are all masters above the foundation level. For him, this kind of disciple in the Qi Condensation stage is simply not good enough. Even if he stands there and lets him fight, he will probably not be able to break through his defense.

But of course he wouldn't stand there stupidly waiting for him to be beaten.

When the flying sword came, Qingfeng suddenly stretched out two fingers, and then clamped the flying sword with lightning speed.

At this moment, Situ Qiumin also happened to be here. Seeing this scene, he immediately covered his mouth with his hands, thinking that something bad had happened.

Situ Qiujie had a cold and arrogant face, but when he saw Qingfeng catch his flying sword with one hand, he was a little panicked.

As he said that, he immediately activated the mysterious skills, trying to break free from Qingfeng's restraints, but Qingfeng didn't know how much power he had, and the flying sword was like being inserted into a rock, and he couldn't drive it.

But in a moment, Situ Qiujie's forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

He stared with his eyes full of disbelief and the last stubbornness.

Qingfeng sneered, if he could still let you take away his sword with his strength of more than 100,000 pounds, it would be really embarrassing.

Seeing the young man's hesitant expression, Qingfeng lost his desire to play around. He used two fingers to flick the sword, and the flying sword was thrown back. It was stuck on the ancient tree, trembling.

"You..."

Situ Qiujie was already a little flustered at this moment. He was about to cast a spell, but Qingfeng bent his legs slightly and jumped up.

But in the blink of an eye, a fist as white as jade had already hit him.

Situ Qiujie immediately offered a small square shield, which grew in the wind and protected him in front of him in a blink of an eye.