Chapter 163 Join the Demon Slayer Division?
The old man lying on the wicker chair heard this and sneered: "That being said, I think you want to learn the white mist move from me."
It's the most basic human tact to see things through without telling them. You made it clear like this, which made me very embarrassed.
Qin Feng coughed dryly: "This junior is indeed somewhat interested in Bai Wu's moves."
"Hey, brat, don't waste your efforts. I'm just saying what if, but I'm not saying that the white mist move was really performed by me.
That day, Jinyang City was in a mess, and I was very afraid of the old man, so I hid in Tingyuxuan.
I have no idea what is going on outside. "The old man crossed his legs and looked calm and relaxed.
Qin Feng paused: "Senior, please don't joke with me."
"You look at me like I'm joking? If you have more strength in your hands, won't you eat?
Also, fill up the wine for me. Once I'm in a good mood, I might agree to take you on as my disciple. "The old man looked like he was giving guidance, and he was probably really thinking of himself as a teacher.
The smile on Qin Feng's lips faded, and the movement of his hands stopped: "I feel like I'm about to make a breakthrough recently. I need to read more books."
After finishing speaking, he turned around to step into Tingyu Pavilion.
"Huh? Don't you want to become my teacher anymore?" the old man asked.
Qin Feng's face froze: "This junior plans to have an impact on the eighth-level Ming's state of mind during this period. Next time. Next time, I will accept you as my teacher."
While he was speaking, he glanced at Xianrenzui on the ground and wanted to take it back, but in the end he didn't.
It's really sad that a jar of wine costing several thousand taels of silver is given away like this.
"Actually, I should have guessed a long time ago that people like the old man have nothing to do with that kind of mysterious figure with immortal demeanor." Qin Feng thought like this and stepped into Tingyuxuan with a sigh.
On the other hand, Old Man Baili was neither angry nor annoyed. He lay leisurely on the wicker chair with a meaningful smile on his face: "It's not yet time."
As the sun set, Qin Feng lowered his head and thought while walking on the way back to Qin Mansion.
"Recently, the accumulation of cultural energy has accelerated a lot. These days, not only the seventh level of the ladder in the divine sea has been filled, but also the eighth level has been filled.
If this rate continues, I'm afraid the time to be promoted to the eighth-level Ming state of mind will be much earlier. "
"But why can the land of dragon veins have such an effect? The blessing from God that Lord Shi Ziming said at the beginning was still too illusory.
The big shots in Fengtian City, the imperial capital, must know the real reason, otherwise they wouldn't attach so much importance to the Dragon Vein Land."
Back to Qin Mansion, it was already dinner time.
After bidding farewell to Lan Ningshuang, Qin Feng came to the lobby.
At a glance, he saw two figures wearing blue demon-slaying uniforms.
Sitting on the left is Yang He, who is thin and smiling.
The one on the right is Zhang Tiannan, who is tall and unsmiling.
At this moment, they were holding rice bowls in their hands, holding the vegetables in the red soup of the hot pot, and eating happily.
The father, second mother and second brother just stared blankly, looking a little embarrassed.
"Feng'er, you are finally back, these two." Er Niang hesitated to speak.
Yang He turned to look over and greeted, "Brother Qin is back? Come on, come on, this hot pot is really delicious. If you are later, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it."
He stood up to greet him, and the confused Qin Feng was pulled to his seat.
Qing'er on the side quickly filled up the rice and brought out the bowls and chopsticks.
Qin Feng, who had not yet recovered, was stunned.
Seeing this, Yang He urged: "Brother Qin, eat, why are you so polite to me?"
"No, why are you so polite? This is my home! Why are you two here?!" Qin Feng widened his eyes and asked loudly.
The second brother looked strange: "Brother, as dinner approached, these two people came to the Qin Mansion and said they were your old acquaintances and had something happy to tell you.
We were going to keep them in the guest room until you came back.
But they said they came in a hurry and had not eaten yet."
The second brother didn't say the rest.
But the current situation is already worth a thousand words.
"Are you two really rude?" Qin Feng laughed angrily.
"We are all brothers who have experienced life and death together, why should we care about these etiquettes, huh, huh." Yang He spoke without stopping with his chopsticks.
He kept staring at Zhang Tiannan, fearing that he would suffer if he moved too slowly.
Qin Feng glanced at Zhang Tiannan along the line of sight. He was about to ask, but when he thought of something, he turned to look at Yang He: "Don't worry about eating yet. What on earth did you come to see me for?"
"Of course it's a good thing, brother Qin, look what this is!" Yang He took advantage of the situation and placed a letter and a token on the table.
The Qin family and others then looked at it. The letter was covered and the content could not be seen, but the token was extremely eye-catching.
Made of sapphire, with a star engraved on it.
It is clearly the Jade One-Star Order of the Demon Slayer Division!
"What does this mean?" Qin Feng asked with raised eyebrows, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"Brother Qin, under the orders of the Southern Territory Commander, we are here to invite you to join the Demon Slayer Division!" Yang He raised the corner of his mouth.
When Qin Feng heard this, his expression was astonished.
He was not too surprised by the invitation from the Demon Slayer Division. After all, Lord Si Zhengzhou had competed with Governor Li for him when he was in Qiyuan City.
However, he never expected that this time it would be an order from Lord Siming of the Southern Territory?
Who is the commander of the Southern Territory?
The existence of the dragon known as Nan Tianlong, the divine dragon has its head but not its tail.
Why would such a person want to include me in the Demon Slayer Division? No, the most critical problem is that I have never interacted with him at all.
"Could it be Qi Yuancheng Si Zhengzhou who recommended me to him?" Qin Feng only thought of this possibility.
But the key problem is that Qin Feng does not want to join the Demon Slayer Division.
After all, the duty of the Demon Slayer Division is to slay demons and protect the peace of a place, and they inevitably have to deal with dangers on daily basis.
As for him, a scholar who practices Literary Saint Tradition, if he encounters some powerful sneak, he may die without knowing how.
Once you enter the Demon Slaying Division, you will spend half your life in hell. This saying that everyone knows is not just a joke.
Thinking of this, Qin Feng's face turned ugly, and he glanced at his family.
"Feng'er (eldest brother)." The second mother looked worried, and the second brother hesitated to speak.
Dad was uncharacteristically frowning, but he seemed to have thought of something and took a deep breath.
Yang He and the others saw Qin Feng's thoughts and stopped the movements of their hands.
They came here with an arduous task - they must bring the other party into the Demon Slayer Division!
If they fail, just thinking about how Mr. Zhou will deal with them after returning makes people's hair stand on end.
The two looked at each other with solemn eyes.
He had to say something, first trick him into the Demon Slayer Division. Yang He narrowed his eyes slightly and exhaled.