Chapter 8: This senior actually got a sky-devouring demon wolf to drink with him?

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Take a breath.

His mouth was open, too shocked to speak.

If others can't see it, why can't he? This is the legendary Sky-devouring Demonic Wolf!

The Sky-Eating Demon Wolf is a behemoth in the Demon Tribe. Not only is the tribe powerful, but it also has extremely strong talents. Ordinary people simply don't dare to provoke it.

But this senior actually got a sky-devouring demon wolf to drink with him?

This is really crazy!

Looking at Luo Lanxue who was confused, the Qingshan Ancestor leaned forward to explain something. Luo Lanxue was also shocked and covered her red lips.

Seeing Yi Feng walking in front and carelessly dragging the Sky-devouring Demonic Wolf, the two of them looked at each other, unable to calm down. I'm afraid, only this kind of senior can be so generous as to directly get a sky-devouring demon wolf to drink in the bar!

Finally, the two followed Yi Feng and walked towards the martial arts gym.

Both of them were very curious about what was hidden in this martial arts hall and what it looked like.

The high threshold stone is made of bluestone.

The two of them stepped in. This step was like being so far away from each other, entering another world from one world.

There are eighteen pictures hanging on the walls on both sides of the martial arts hall. Each picture corresponds to a different martial arts, and the weapons they use are different. The first picture is a knife, the second picture is a gun, and the third picture is a gun. Three pictures are swords... eighteen kinds of weapons, a dazzling array.

Just one glance.

Ancestor Qingshan and Luo Lanxue were immersed in the vast ocean of martial arts.

It seems that the entire martial arts hall has turned into a Shura field as far as the eye can see, with swords coming and going...

It also seemed that there were eighteen martial arts masters taking turns competing in moves. In their eyes, these moves were mediocre, had no spiritual energy fluctuations, and were even full of loopholes. But when they looked again, they found that the essence was everywhere. Every moment of silence reveals something that is difficult for people to penetrate.

"Why are you so stunned? Sit here."

Yi Feng's words came and Qingshan Ancestor and Luo Lanxue suddenly woke up, with drops of cold sweat already sliding down their foreheads.

After calming down, there was a look of fear on his face.

The pictures on the wall contain overwhelming martial arts and martial arts that they cannot fully comprehend. Although these things are opportunities for everyone, it also depends on whether you can eat them. If not, they will be the devil that devours you.

Lupa Lanxue and the ancestors of Qingshan were like this just now. They were like droplets in the vast ocean. The more immersed they were, the more dangerous they became.

"It's really a world within an inch!"

"Who knew that there is such a world hidden in this small Pingjiang City and this small store?"

"But fortunately, senior woke me up in time, otherwise I might have been lost in it. Yes."

The Qingshan ancestors looked at Yi Feng with palpitating faces, full of gratitude. If it weren't for Yi Feng's crucial words, the consequences for them would have been unimaginable.

Thinking of this, the two of them felt a little lucky. Fortunately, they didn't rush in when Yi Feng was not around.

Otherwise...

"There are very few people coming to this humble house, and there aren't many decent stools, so just sit wherever you want!" Yi Feng said with a smile, while pouring two cups of tea from the teapot nearby and carrying them over.

The two ancestors of Qingshan were flattered and quickly stood up to take the tea with both hands, with thick smiles on their faces.

Yi Feng's friendly appearance immediately made them feel more relaxed. It seemed that this peerless expert was not only open-minded, but also very approachable!

"By the way, I didn't ask for the shop owner's name." Patriarch Qingshan asked again.

"My surname is Yi, Yi Feng." Yi Feng said with a smile and waved his hand.

"Master Yi."

Ancestor Qingshan quickly handed over his hand.

"If we can't talk to Master, we just open a small martial arts studio in this remote place to make a living." Yi Feng shook his head and said, "In addition to simple food and clothing, I don't dare to ask for anything else." "Master

Yi This state of mind makes me, Qingshan, really ashamed compared to me!" Qingshan Ancestor shook his head and felt ashamed. Yi Feng was extremely powerful, but he had such a state of mind that was extremely returning to nature, neither arrogant nor coquettish.

And he had just stepped into the ranks of the King of Martial Arts. Not to mention that he was high in the Qingshan Gate, he also thought of himself very high in the entire Nansha.

The funny thing is, what does his little cultivation mean in front of Yi Feng?

But their moods are as different as clouds and mud.

Yi Feng sighed and thought to himself, if you were like me, you would probably feel like this.

After finally traveling through time and integrating Golden Finger, I thought I would be able to experience the joy of cultivating immortals. Maybe I could also hold a sword in the air, soar with arrogance, and become a figure who could make the mainland tremble with his stamp of feet.

After all, aren't all the protagonists in novels like this?

But who knows, it is such a useless system. In the first few years, Yi Feng thought that there was something that was not activated. Maybe by practicing those boxing and stick techniques to the highest level, he could open up the next field, but the facts told him that all of this was impossible. It's him who thinks too much.

In short, he has seen through it over the years.

Besides accepting your fate, what else can you do?

I just have to hold on to this three-thirds of an acre of land to make a living...

"You guys sit here for now, I'll go take care of that wild dog and have a drink later." Yi Feng said with a smile. , it was good to make initial contact with the old man in front of me. Although this old man was quite poor, he had many friends and many ways to help him, just in case someone could help him in the future.

"no, I'm fine."

When Patriarch Qingshan heard this, he quickly stood up and said, "Master Yi, please don't be so polite. I'm satisfied if I can have some homely meals here, but there's no need for this Heaven-Eating...Gouzi." "Okay, then. Just eat whatever you want."

Yi Feng also nodded. It's getting late. If you really pack this dog up, let alone lunch, you probably have to catch up with dinner.

"Then you guys sit down first, and I'll put this dog somewhere first." After saying that, Yi Feng dragged the dog towards the back hall.

The back hall is where Yi Feng works.

In order to hone his systematic blacksmithing skills, he did a lot of blacksmithing. However, after his blacksmithing skills reached a level comparable to that of a god, he didn't do much blacksmithing. Only when a pig butcher or farming neighbor asked him for help, Only then would he help make two butcher knives or hoes, which would also be considered as a supplement to the family income.

Seeing that Yi Feng did not ask the two of them to eat dogs together, Patriarch Qingshan suddenly wiped away a cold sweat.

The Sky-Eating Demonic Wolf Yifeng may not feel any pressure when eating it, but his Qingshan ancestor is different. He can't afford to offend ten Qingshan Sects, not to mention one of the Sky-Eating Demonic Wolf Clan!

When the time comes, the Sky Devouring Demonic Wolf Clan will not dare to cause trouble to Yi Feng, so why don't they dare to attack his Qingshan Sect?

"Master, I've finished practicing."

While Patriarch Qingshan and Luo Lanxue were sitting and waiting for Yi Feng, a little boy of thirteen or fourteen came over from the side hall.

"This senior has an apprentice?"

Hearing this, the two of them were startled.

I'm afraid the senior's apprentice is also a very talented person, right?

An urgent look was cast towards Zhong Qing.