A million in return: My senior brother is so generous!

Coming to Baicaotang, Jiang Feng was ready to exchange some spiritual herbs with his disciple token.

Every inner disciple has some privileges, such as spiritual herbs, which can be exchanged with contribution points every month.

However, as soon as Jiang Feng entered Baicaotang, he met an acquaintance, who was also a disciple of Fairy Caixia, and the eldest disciple Luo Tian.

This Luo Tian can be said to be a senior junior sister control, and his relationship with him is very bad!

"Hey! Isn't this Jiang Feng from Zizhu Peak?" Luo Tian said in a somewhat yin-yang tone when he saw Jiang Feng appear.

Jiang Feng ignored him, showed the token in his hand, and said to a disciple beside him: "Give me a portion of double-leaf Tianxing grass and a portion of ice mist flower."

The disciple was about to take action, but was stopped by Luo Tian.

"Hmph, a waste of Qi training in the third level, is he qualified to exchange spiritual herbs in our Baicao Hall?"

"Brother Luo, this is not good, isn't it?" The disciple hesitated, "This is the rule of our Baicao Hall. People with disciple orders can exchange medicinal herbs."

"Rules are set by people. I will be responsible if something goes wrong!"

Luo Tian looked at Jiang Feng arrogantly. He had long been fed up with the way this guy had been obsessed with his junior sister, and this guy was even more handsome than him!

Jiang Feng could see what Luo Tian was thinking, and he couldn't help feeling helpless. Is it my fault that I'm handsome?

Luo Tian glared at Jiang Feng fiercely: "Let's compete. If I win, you are not allowed to get close to Junior Sister Ling'er again!"

"What if you lose?"

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile.

"If I lose, I will pay for your contribution points to exchange spiritual herbs!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

...

In front of the Lingcao Hall, there is an open space.

Luo Tian set up his formation, and a magic sword was unsheathed, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Jiang Feng on the opposite side.

Jiang Feng himself only had an ordinary sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the ground, and the other hand behind his back. With his extraordinary temperament, he had the aura of a sword immortal!

At this time, many disciples from other peaks had gathered around.

"Brother Luo Tian, ​​come on, we are rooting for you!"

"Brother Luo, I've been annoyed with this guy for a long time, beat him up!"

"Haha, a mere waste of the third level of Qi training dares to challenge Brother Luo Tian, ​​I really don't know how to write the word death!"

...

The male disciples of each peak basically supported Luo Tian, ​​while the female disciples were all blushing, looking at Jiang Feng's peerless face, their hearts trembled.

"Junior brother Jiang Feng, if you win, I am willing to marry you as a Taoist partner!"

"Junior brother, don't listen to her. This is your home. I am proficient in playing all kinds of music and singing. I guarantee that your path to immortality will no longer be boring!"

Jiang Feng: "..."

These sisters are too enthusiastic. They are playing all kinds of music and singing. Is this serious?

Before Jiang Feng thought about it, the competition with Luo Tian officially began. Daotian Sword Sect did not object to the competition within the sect, but it must be stopped at a certain point.

In addition, the competition between the two must not damage the property of the sect.

"Jiang Feng, senior brother, I will teach you a lesson today! Watch the sword!"

Luo Tian was proud of his cultivation of the ninth level of Qi training, and he started with the unique skill of Caiyun Peak - Luoxia Sword Art!

In the eyes of the onlookers, Luo Tian's speed was already extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Jiang Feng in almost the blink of an eye.

However, in Jiang Feng's opinion, it was just average.

It's not that Luoxia Sword Art is not strong, but that the person who uses this move is not very strong.

When Jiang Feng was about to pierce him with the spirit sword, he flashed and came behind Luo Tian, ​​then slapped out with a palm and hit him directly on the back.

"Puff--!"

Luo Tian was knocked out by a palm before he could react. He fell to the ground and rolled for several rounds before he barely got up. His eyes were full of horror.

How is it possible? !

The eyes of many male disciples were similar to Luo Tian. In the spiritual power test not long ago, Jiang Feng was only at the third level of Qi training.

How come Luo Tian, ​​who is now at the ninth level of Qi training, is not his opponent?

Jiang Feng said with a calm look: "Brother Luo, admit defeat."

"Have you already established your foundation?" Luo Tian asked, covering his chest.

"Not bad."

Jiang Feng felt that there was nothing to hide. After all, only when your strength is improved can you get more respect from others, right?

He was too lazy to do the kind of forced pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.

Luo Tian didn't say anything more. He admitted defeat this time, but it didn't mean that he would hand over his junior sister to the guy in front of him.

After getting the herbs, Jiang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But what he was about to do still made him a little nervous, because the next thing was to test his concentration!

Jiang Feng, who was worried, left the scene directly, not knowing that the news of his breakthrough to the foundation-building stage had spread throughout the Daotian Sword Sect at a very fast speed.

Even the head of the sect, who was usually elusive, knew about it.

"Shock! Zizhu Feng Jiang Feng, who was in the third level of Qi training, broke through to the foundation-building stage in just a few days!

He fought a battle with Luo Tian of Caiyun Peak for the junior sister Shangguan Ling'er, and Jiang Feng won the final victory!"

"Breaking news! Jiang Feng, a disciple of Ji Ziyue of Zizhu Peak, who was born with useless spiritual roots, defeated Luo Tian of the ninth level of Qi training with just one move! Strong rise!"

...

Back at Zizhu Peak, the sky had darkened and the moon and stars were sparse.

Jiang Feng knocked on the door of Xiao Yurou's room, and then waited quietly until the door opened from the inside.

Squeak——

A confused head popped out from behind the door. Xiao Yurou seemed to have accidentally fallen asleep, and woke up when she saw Jiang Feng.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Jiang Feng said very bluntly: "Junior sister, take off your clothes."

"Ah?"

Xiao Yurou was frightened and stepped back repeatedly. She was not mentally prepared yet!

"Brother, you...what do you want to do?"

Jiang Feng entered the room naturally and found that the bath water was ready behind the curtain. It seemed that he came at the wrong time, but it was harmless.

If it was in the game, three options would appear in front of him.

[Option 1: Forced to take a bath with the junior sister. ]

[Option 2: Pretend to help the junior sister rub her back, but actually have ulterior motives. ]

[Option 3: Tell the truth. 】

If it was Jiang Feng who was controlling the game, he would definitely choose the first two without hesitation, and then there was no need to say what would happen.

However, when the game was reflected in reality, he could only hold back for the time being.

"Junior sister, have you practiced the water attribute technique as Master said?"

Xiao Yurou blinked and responded weakly: "Well, I have practiced the Cold Heart Nourishing Qi Jue since I was a child. This is the highest level of our Xiao family's technique."

Jiang Feng suddenly realized: "That's no wonder. Master said that you have a mutated fire spirit root and practice water attribute techniques.

It was okay at the beginning, but once enough cold air accumulates, your cultivation will be lost overnight.

This time, I came here to actually use herbs to help you warm up your meridians, and then switch to practicing fire attribute techniques."

There are some things that Jiang Feng did not say, that is, Xiao Yurou's mutated fire spirit root needs to be evolved by swallowing strange fire, and Daotian Sword Sect just happens to have a kind of strange fire.

After understanding Jiang Feng's purpose, Xiao Yurou felt a little ashamed and couldn't help blaming herself.

Senior Brother Jiang Feng was full of righteousness, how could he think with his lower body?

Her thoughts were too dirty, and she had to reflect on them.

"Well, Junior Sister, you take a shower first, and I'll wait outside the door."

Jiang Feng said, and before Xiao Yurou could speak, he flashed out of the room and closed the door.