"Taoist priest, are you thirsty? I'll pour you some tea!”
"Taoist priest, you rest, I'll sweep the floor!”
"Taoist priest, I think this room is a little messy. I'll clean it up for you..."
Jiale's mouth gaped open in shock. He looked at Qingqing's busy figure with a sweet smile on her face, surrounding Qin Feng and trying to curry favor with him. Very quickly, she became a lemon spirit, her eyes filled with envy.
Qin Feng merely glanced at her and let her do whatever she wanted. Even if he used his feet to think, he knew that she was definitely the 'spy' sent by Monk Yixiu. It was most likely that this fellow had discovered that his magical treasures and ancient records had disappeared and was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.
However, before Qin Feng left, he walked around in front of him and didn't find any traces of him carrying anything. This also made Tyrant have no evidence to accuse him. Helpless, he could only send his disciple to look for him.
What a joke. The system could break it down with one click. How could you find it?
It was destined to be a waste of effort!
No matter how Qingqing searched, it was all futile. Furthermore, there was an eyesore, Jiale, who was trying to curry favor with her. It was simply annoying.
At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly remembered that when he completed the novice mission, he seemed to have been rewarded with a golden treasure chest. Now that he had the time to collect it, he turned around and returned to his room. After all, if a magic tool appeared out of thin air in his hand, it would be difficult to explain.
Qingqing, who was immersed in her undercover work, suddenly had her eyes light up. She thought to herself, You've finally revealed your fox tail!
"Erm…I suddenly remembered that I wanted to go to the mountains to pick some ginseng, but I haven't been feeling well for the past two days…" She casually sent Jiale away.
Jiale was a one-track-minded person and quickly made a decision,"Qingqing, just rest. Leave the matter of picking herbs to me!”
After saying that, this guy actually carried the hoe and sickle, carrying the basket of herbs, and went out. From the looks of it, he didn't want to come back until he picked a basket.
"Open the Golden Treasure Chest!"
"Ding! The reward for unlocking the Novice Golden Treasure Chest is as follows: Maximum level skill books, Five Thunder Curse, Pine Smoke Ink!”
[Maximum Level Skill Book: As the name suggests, it can directly upgrade the host's current skills to the maximum level. Currently available: Eight Trigrams Palm lvl 1, Basic Array lvl 1, Basic Spell lvl 1, Stepping Step lvl 1, Soul Ferrying Technique lvl 1…
Qin Feng pondered for a moment and finally chose to use [Stepping Combat]. The other skills he had learned were all at the Basic level. Even if they were at the maximum level, they would still be at the Basic level. They were not very useful. However, this [Stepping Combat] was different.
What was 'step bridge'? The so-called " Stepping Gang " and " Stepping Gang " were all called Stepping Gang Budou, also known as Butiangang." Dou " was the Big Dipper. It was rumored that the supernatural power could restrain ghosts and gods and break the earth to summon lightning.
Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Chapter 103:"[Kong Ming] plans military affairs by day, and fights by night.”
To describe Zhuge Liang's talent and knowledge in an exaggerated way, the stars in the sky were all in his wisdom.
"Ding! The max level skill book had been used, and the footwork had evolved into the Seven Stars Big Dipper Steps. His figure was like the wind, and he stepped on the snow without leaving a trace!”
A satisfied smile gradually appeared on Qin Feng's face. Not bad, with this Big Dipper Seven Stars Step, even if he encountered a Corpse King, he would be able to escape. It was a stable batch, and the most basic safety was guaranteed.
The only flaw was that he was only consolidating the skills and techniques he had learned before. If he was lucky enough to learn the Thunderbolt Fist directly and reach the maximum level, wouldn't he be able to beat Shi Jian and dominate Mao Mountain in no time?
"Very good. Next, let's look at the second…Five Thunder Curse?？”
Qin Feng's eyes couldn't help but light up. Just now, he was still thinking about the Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist. He didn't expect that in the next second, he would directly send the Five Thunder Curse?
The Maoshan Sect's Five Thunder Spell was also one of the sect's most powerful spells. Although it was comparable to the Five Thunder Technique and the Golden Light Spell of Mount Longhu, it could only be seen after one had cultivated it to the highest level. Ordinary demons were terrified of thunder spells.
All the comprehension of the Five Thunder Curse was instilled into Qin Feng's mind and he instantly mastered it.
The Five Thunder Curse of the Maoshan Sect is between a spell and a talisman. It doesn't have harsh requirements. It's not like the Lightning Thundering Fist or the Thunder Mantra, which requires a Thunder Spirit Body to cultivate. As long as you have the perseverance, you will be able to master it in at least ten years or at most twenty years. At least Qin Feng knows that Ninth Uncle has already mastered it, but that was only in recent years.
As for its power, it was definitely inferior to the Lightning Palm.
However, the advantage was that it could be used continuously and consumed less mana. It could even draw talismans for others and lend mana to others for temporary use!
[Pine Smoke Ink: A rare Yang attribute material that far surpasses cinnabar. Increases the success rate of drawing talismans and spells by 20%!]
Qin Feng couldn't help but snicker. If Ninth Uncle knew that he had the Pine Smoke Ink, he would probably die of envy. This thing was priceless. Even the few old antiques of the Maoshan Sect might not have a collection.
At this moment, a pair of big, watery eyes were watching his every move through the roof tiles. Qin Feng was immersed in the joy of his harvest and did not notice it.
Although Qingqing didn't see what Qin Feng was holding in his arms because of the angle, she had her own guess from his excited smile."Could it be that Daoist Priest Four-Eyed sold the stolen scriptures and magic tools for gold bars? Otherwise, how could he be laughing like this!”
Qingqing wanted to take a closer look, but just as she turned around, a rumbling thunder suddenly came from the sky. The weather in summer was changeable, and it rained whenever it wanted.
It was precisely this muffled thunder that scared Qingqing out of her wits. Her feet slipped, and she directly smashed through the tiles and fell.
"Ah!"
Qin Feng also jumped, but his body reacted first. His feet tapped repeatedly. If a discerning person was here, they would definitely see that he was standing on seven stars. His profound and exquisite steps were executed in an inch. In the blink of an eye, he had moved more than ten meters.
He caught the falling figure in midair.
"Qingqing? Why are you on the roof?"
Qin Feng blurted out, completely unaware of where his hands were placed.
Qingqing's cheeks instantly turned red, like cooked shrimps.
Qin Feng's face was so close that she could hear his breathing clearly. Qingqing's mind went blank, and her heart beat like a drum, almost jumping out of her throat.
Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere did not last long before Jiale's voice was heard.
"Master, something bad has happened!"
At the same time, Assistant Minister Wu's voice sounded as girly as ever."Help! Zombies are killing people…"
Qin Feng didn't have the time to pay attention to Qingqing and casually threw her aside. There was only one thought in his mind.
Not good, something had happened to Junior Brother Thousand Crane!
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