Divine Spirit Martial Art

Qin Ying jumped out of the carriage excitedly and couldn't help cheering when she saw the crowd in front of Qianjin Pavilion.

"This beautiful young lady, I am Wang Ai of Hongzezong!" Wang Ai, who was dressed in extremely showy clothes, came up to her.

"Never heard of it!" Qin Ying shook her head.

Wang Ai scratched his head in embarrassment: "Brother Gu Yun, you little junior sister..."

Yang Guyun rolled his eyes: "What little junior sister, no matter how big or small, call me uncle!"

Wang Ai's eyes widened: "Are you okay? She's just a little girl and you want me to call her uncle?"

"Wait a minute, uncle, isn't this girl the young master of the Xuanhuo Zhengsect who has been in the limelight recently?" Wang Ai suddenly reacted.

The news that Xuanhuo Zhengzong had a young master uncle had long been spread throughout the Canglan Region, but who would have thought that this legendary young master uncle turned out to be just a teenage girl.

"Wang Ai of Hongzemen has met my junior uncle!" Although Wang Ai is much older than Qin Ying, who put Qin Ying's seniority in the position? Even Wang Ai can only be respectful and respectful. Call me uncle.

Qin Ying immediately pretended to be serious, but it looked funny.

Hongzemen and Xuanhuo Zhengzong have always been on good terms, and the disciples of the two sects have frequent exchanges. Wang Ai is Yang Guyun's good friend, so when they meet now, it is natural to have a good exchange.

Suddenly Qin Feng felt a murderous intention behind him, and he frowned: "It's really a lingering ghost!"

Under the cheers and support of all the disciples, Jin Wan did not restrain his murderous intention at all, and walked up to Qin Feng: "I heard that you got a place in the Tiannan Festival?"

"Why, you didn't?" Qin Feng asked.

"How outrageous. Master Jin is the young master of the Lingdan Sect. The Tiannan royal family has sent out invitations early. There is no need to participate in any competition to get a place." A warrior next to Jin Wan shouted loudly.

Qin Feng chuckled: "So it turns out that it's just a second-generation ancestor relying on his family background. What's there to be proud of?"

"It doesn't matter because of my family background. If I kill you in the street today, no one will come to trouble me!" Jin Wan said.

Yang Guyun smiled coldly: "Take it as if I don't exist!"

"Hit me for being rude!" Qin Ying waved her fist angrily.

Yang Guyun stiffened: "Uncle Junior, this Jin Wan's identity is a bit special!"

"I don't care, just call me. If anything happens, I'll take care of you!" Qin Ying said.

Yang Guyun sighed, come on, since the junior uncle has said this, what else can he say? As long as Jin Wan is not beaten to death, there is no way for the Supreme Elder Tianhuo to come to Lingdan Sect. It will be too much.

Jin Wan's expression changed slightly: "Yang Guyun, do you really want to go against our Lingdan Sect?"

"It's not that I want to go against your Lingdan Sect, but you, the bastard, won't let me live in peace!" Yang Guyun took a step forward, and the torrential true energy roared towards him.

Jin Wan's expression changed drastically. Yang Guyun was so strong in cultivation that he could be suppressed and unable to move just by relying on his true energy!

Yang Guyun was less than thirty, but he had already defeated many veteran True Yuan realm experts. Although Jin Wan was not weak in strength, he was more than weak in front of Yang Guyun. He was suppressed by Yang Guyun with True Yuan and was unable to move.

Snapped!

A loud slap!

Jin Wan looked at Yang Guyun angrily: "You dare to hit me, Yang Guyun, if you have the ability, let me go. I will fight you one on one!"

"Come on, it's for your own good not to let you take action. Now I can slap you a few times, little uncle, to calm down your anger. But if you take action against me, I'm afraid you will really die!" Yang Guyun shook his head.

"Then I still need to fucking thank you?" Jin Wan yelled.

"You're welcome!" Yang Guyun smiled slightly and slapped him with his backhand.

The disciples standing behind Jin Wan didn't dare to move. The opponent was Yang Guyun. Looking at the Canglan Region, they were all great warriors. It was no problem for them to touch Qin Feng, but they really didn't have the courage to fight Yang Guyun. , and he doesn’t have that strength.

Jin Wan's face was swollen after being slapped more than a dozen times by Yang Guyun!

Jin Wan had never been so humiliated before. Yang Guyun was so courageous that he dared to slap him in front of so many people in front of Qianjin Pavilion. Even his father had never slapped him before.

"Yang Guyun, I want you to die!" Jin Wan roared.

However, Yang Guyun didn't take Jin Wan's threat to heart at all, and followed Qin Ying into Qianjin Pavilion.

After entering Qianjin Pavilion, you cannot use force, unless Jin Wan does not want to participate in this auction. If Jin Wan uses force, he is likely to be killed on the spot.

The identity of the young master of Lingdan Sect is indeed a talisman that allows Jin Wan to act recklessly, but he is not allowed to act recklessly in Qianjin Pavilion.

"The Xuanhuo Zhengzong has gone crazy. Yang Guyun is also the chief true disciple after all. If you beat Jin Wan, are you not afraid of retaliation from the Lingdan Sect?"

"The Xuanhuo Zhengzong is the chief sect in the Canglan Region. Even the Lingdan Sect has to give him some face."

"I think you have overlooked a character!"

"That so-called junior uncle of Xuanhuo Zhengzong?"

The young master uncle of Xuanhuo Zhengzong is very popular. All major sects have heard that Xuanhuo Zhengzong has such a young master uncle, but not many people have actually seen this young master uncle.

Today Yang Guyun violently beat Jin Wan because of the words of that junior uncle. The legendary junior junior uncle of the Xuanhuo Zhengsect is indeed well-deserved.

Jin Wan's face was livid and swollen like a pig's head. He became even more angry as he listened to the gossips of those people.

"You are looking for death!" Jin Wan roared outside Qianjin Pavilion, and the warriors who made these comments immediately dispersed.

Xuanhuo Zhengzong is the chief sect in the Canglan Region. It has its own private room at this auction, and it is the best private room with a Tianzi No. 1.

As soon as she entered the door, Jiang Ziyue was already sitting in the elegant room: "It's so slow to come. I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Isn't this the elegant room of my Xuanhuo Sect?" Qin Ying couldn't help but ask.

"You're stupid, this is owned by my family, I can be wherever I want!" Jiang Ziyue said with a smile.

Yang Guyun saw Jiang Ziyue's expression was very complicated. He expressed his admiration many times, but Jiang Ziyue always avoided seeing her.

Although they met now, Yang Guyun knew very well that Jiang Ziyue was not here to see him.

"How virtuous and capable is this boy?" Yang Guyun looked at Qin Feng.

Because of the Tianduan Mountain Range, it is already known to everyone that Qin Feng and Jiang Ziyue have an irreconcilable relationship, otherwise Jin Wan would not be so anxious to kill Qin Feng.

"Can the auction be cheaper?" Qin Feng glanced at Jiang Ziyue.

"You have to tell those people about this, Qianjin Pavilion is only responsible for pricing!" Jiang Ziyue shook her head.

Qin Ying picked an animal skin chair and sat down: "Can Sister Jiang tell us anything interesting at this auction?"

Qin Ying's words from Sister Jiang made her feel very comfortable: "Sister Ying'er, the auction is nothing more than panaceas, natural materials, martial arts, magical weapons and sharp weapons. I'm afraid there aren't many interesting things."

"Can my skills go to auction?" Qin Feng suddenly asked.

"You want to sell your skills? Although the auction is about to begin, there is no problem in temporarily arranging some auction items." Jiang Ziyue looked like you are coming to praise me.

"Bring me a pen and ink!" Qin Feng waved his hand.

"What are you doing?" Yang Guyun and the others thought of something, but they all looked at Qin Feng in disbelief.

"Write down the martial arts skills silently, otherwise how will you sell them?" Qin Feng said matter-of-factly.

Yang Guyun and Jiang Ziyue both couldn't believe it. This kid was actually planning to memorize the exercises on the spot?

Why don't you be so casual? Even if you dare to take it out, they won't dare to put it up for auction. If there is a problem in cultivation, Qianjin Pavilion will be responsible.

"What's wrong, why are you all looking like this?" Qin Feng was speechless.

"Let's forget it, I'm afraid it will damage my Qianjin Pavilion's sign." Jiang Ziyue shook her head. This kind of thing cannot be joked about.

Qin Feng sighed: "I originally wanted to make some extra money, but it seems there is no hope."

Jiang Ziyue looked at Qin Feng helplessly. Is this guy so short of money? He obviously has a lot of talents and treasures, but he is still trying to get money everywhere.

"I'll ask someone to bring the pen and ink over. You can write carefully. There are dedicated warriors here to test the martial arts and martial arts." Jiang Ziyue said.

In full view of everyone, Qin Feng wrote quickly on the white paper. In less than half an hour, a thick stack of white paper was filled with words and corresponding albums.

"You still have such a skill?" Jiang Ziyue praised.

"I'm kidding, it's not too fast now. When I break through to the True Yuan realm, I can use the True Yuan pen to make it even faster!" Qin Feng said nonchalantly.

Now that there is no true essence, no matter how fast he is, he only has two hands, which greatly limits his speed. When he reaches the true essence realm and can control more than a dozen pens at once, his speed will be many times faster.

Since the martial arts are being put up for auction, they naturally have to be on the stage. The Huang-level martial arts are naturally not on the stage, and the Xuan-level martial arts are just so-so, so Qin Feng took out the Xuan-level top-grade martial arts "Eight Desolate Sword Qi".

"High-grade Xuan level martial arts?" Jiang Ziyue asked.

"Although he is a high-grade Xuan-level martial artist, his power is astonishing, comparable to the martial arts of a low-grade Earth-level martial artist!" Qin Feng said.

"Earth level!" Yang Guyun was shocked. The martial arts skills that this kid drew at random were comparable to those of low-level people on the earth level. What a joke.

Qin Feng put down the pen in his hand: "Take it for verification!"

"Are you kidding me? How could anyone in the Tiannan Empire be able to verify martial arts comparable to that of a low-level person?" Jiang Ziyue looked at Qin Feng angrily. She really suspected that Qin Feng was making fun of her.

Qin Feng scratched his head: "Is it too high-level? Then I'll change it to a lower-level one."

Yang Guyun covered his chest. He felt that his heart hurt!

"Brother Qin Feng, can I practice this martial arts?" Qin Ying asked.

"It's not suitable for you. Brother Qin Feng will give you something better later!" Qin Feng said.

"Bring it here, I'll ask it for you!" Jiang Ziyue thought for a while, then reached out and took the martial arts skills written by Qin Fengmo.