The Dragon from Hell

Although Lin Quansheng was noisy and timid, Qin Feng could see that he was also kind-hearted.

Before, he was just in a low position and he was not familiar with him. There was no need for him to offend someone he shouldn't offend for his sake.

Therefore, Qin Feng spoke to him in a polite tone and did not sneer at his kindness: "That won't work. Your master said that I should live at the foot of the mountain and then take the assessment of Wuxiang Sect in a year, but he didn't say that I should live in the town."

Qin Feng's tone was brisk. Not only did he not feel any loss or fear, but he was full of curiosity about everything around him.

He found that after approaching Wuxiang Mountain, the surrounding plants were different from those in the mortal world, and he had never even seen many exotic flowers and plants.

Some plants can even emit a faint light, which is the condensed aura of heaven and earth.

This kind of thing must be rare in the mortal world, but in the eyes of those cultivators in Wuxiang Sect, it is probably better than nothing.

But for Qin Feng, these things are still quite novel.

Seeing him like this, Lin Quansheng thought he was overwhelmed by joy, and tried to persuade him earnestly: "I'm telling you, don't be too happy too soon. Living at the foot of the mountain is not as simple as you think. Besides the food and clothing, there are many dangers..."

"Alas, you are a mortal, but you have to go to Wuxiang Sect to join in the fun. What are you trying to do?"

"Not to mention anything else, a mountain spirit or wild monster running down the mountain is enough to give you a headache!"

Even if Qin Feng was able to go up the mountain because he defeated Feng Bang, just because he was a mortal, he was a vulnerable group in Lin Quansheng's eyes.

Even though Lin Quansheng himself was just a cultivator in the foundation-building period, and he was still on the auxiliary route, with little combat power.

But he still subconsciously thought that Qin Feng was even more useless than him.

Qin Feng smiled and nodded: "Well, I understand."

"By the way, isn't your mission to take me to Wuxiang Sect? Now I'm here, you go back and report first, thank you."

On the way, Lin Quansheng, the chatterbox, talked a lot about the gossip in the sect with Qin Feng, so that Qin Feng had already figured out the forces in Wuxiang Sect before he entered Wuxiang Sect.

And Lin Quansheng is easy to talk to. Although he is timid, he is not a bad person.

Even though he thinks that ordinary bones are a disadvantaged group in his heart, he does not mean to despise them.

Seeing that he was stubborn, Lin Quansheng simply stopped persuading him: "Okay, okay, since you insist, I won't stop you. Look, that's the thatched cottage you are looking for."

Qin Feng looked in the direction Lin Quansheng pointed, and saw a thatched cottage not far away.

The environment was actually better than Qin Feng had imagined. It was called a thatched cottage, but it was actually a two-story building made of bamboo, with a fenced yard outside.

Although this yard was completely unnecessary for the surrounding open terrain, it at least didn't look that simple.

"This was built by a disciple who was driven down the mountain before. He was dissatisfied with the sect's decision, so he simply built a thatched cottage here and refused to leave, thinking that the sect would revoke its decision." Lin Quansheng introduced it to him.

As for the result, Qin Feng knew it without asking: "I'm afraid that disciple didn't make it back to the sect in the end, right?"

Lin Quansheng curled his lips: "Yeah, but he was quite patient and waited here for seventy years."

"You should know that cultivators below the Golden Core stage cannot live forever and need to rely on elixirs to maintain themselves. When the disciple was driven down the mountain, he was only in the Foundation Establishment stage. Without elixirs to maintain himself, he has been waiting for seventy years and is already over a hundred years old. Among mortals, he is considered to have lived a long life, but among cultivators..."

Lin Quansheng shrugged and said as a matter of course: "In the end, he didn't wait until the sect revoked his order, but waited until his own death."

In other words, the disciple who was driven down the mountain died of old age here.

Qin Feng understood and thanked Lin Quansheng again.

After entering the yard, he found that the furnishings in the yard were very complete, and there was also a stove built by the disciple himself.

There are two plots of land in the yard, which should be the place where the disciple grows food and vegetables, but now it is deserted.

There are also pig pens and horse sheds in the backyard, but now they are empty.

The furnishings in the house are much simpler than those outside, and there is not even a quilt.

However, Qin Feng thinks that it is enough to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. He did not come to Wuxiang Sect to enjoy life.

Lin Quansheng watched Qin Feng clean up the house. At first, he kept persuading him to find a place to live in the town at the foot of the mountain, but later he stopped persuading him.

Finally, seeing that Qin Feng was stubborn, he was so angry that he turned around and left: "Really, you don't know how to be kind. Since you don't listen to my advice,Then try living here for a while, and you will know how powerful it is then! "

Qin Feng did not stop him from leaving, and even felt that he could finally have some peace of mind.

However, Lin Quansheng suddenly stopped at the gate of the yard, as if he was hesitating about something.

"Brother Lin, is there anything else?" Qin Feng looked at him strangely.

Lin Quansheng gritted his teeth, turned back and glared at him resentfully: "I am unlucky!"

Then he strode over, took out a brocade bag from his arms, and stuffed it into Qin Feng's arms: "Take it!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Qin Feng was stunned, lowered his head and opened the brocade bag in his hand, and found that there were actually 20 to 30 shiny irregular stones of various sizes inside.

"This thing should be the spiritual stone he mentioned. "

However, the luster of these spirit stones is not very bright, and the color is relatively dull, so they should be low-grade spirit stones.

No wonder Lin Quansheng looked so tangled and twisted just now, was he so distressed?

Qin Feng was a little helpless. Looking at Lin Quansheng's dress, although it was better than ordinary people, he didn't look like he was from the same sect as the two people in Wangya Mountain.

These spirit stones are probably his last savings, and he just gave them to himself?

"Brother Lin, I don't need these things!"

He shouted at Lin Quansheng's back while holding the spirit stones.

But when he shouted, Lin Quansheng ran faster.

Qin Feng was helpless: "I will accept your kindness, you don't have to run so fast! "

But Lin Quansheng didn't stop, but ran even faster, as if someone was running over him.

Qin Feng felt much better. After arriving in this world, Lin Quansheng was the first person to show him kindness, even though it was very small.

"Really? I said I'd accepted it, why did he run so fast?"

What he didn't know was that after Lin Quansheng ran away, his expression was still distorted with heartache.

He wasn't afraid that Qin Feng wouldn't accept it, but that he would regret it!