Cultivation of immortality starts from falling into a trap

Seeing that the matter has come to an end, almost a stick of incense has passed.

Wang Feng didn't say anything more, but moved to the third floor of the Refining Hall again with Ruthless and Zhao Yanbo.

By the time the three of them were settled, Huo Yan and Wang Yuqing were already sitting cross-legged on the futon and meditating to recuperate

, after all, with their own unreliable sect master, at this time, who dared to cultivate Zhou Tian easily,

closing their eyes and recuperating was the best choice.

"Cough, cough, Brother Huo, Miss Yuqing, you're already busy with the business at hand.

The reason why I called you here in such a hurry this time is because I have something to go out and need to be discussed together.

Wang Feng eased the awkward atmosphere of the scene slightly, and without saying any more, he directly took out the storage ring of Old Monster Xu, entered his spiritual power, and poured it towards the ground in front of him.

After a loud sound, on the central ground where several people were sitting, a small mountain composed of various jade boxes, jade bottles, jade slips and a large number of spirit stones suddenly appeared.......

The eyes of several people at the scene were immediately attracted, including Huo Yan, an infant monk.

"Sect Master, looking at the posture in front of you, didn't you rob a certain old guy in the Yuan Infant Stage?" Huo Yan's tone seemed to be questioning, but in fact, he had already made up his mind in his heart.

"Oh, how could Brother Huo feel so much? Why couldn't it be that he robbed a certain Jindan stage monk. Wang Feng looked at Huo Yan and asked jokingly.

Regarding his own sect master's ridiculous words, Huo Yan was simply powerless to complain, you are a storage ring, and you are shameless to pour out so many things at once.

In the end, you told me that you robbed a Jindan monk, are you kidding me, or are you kidding me?!"

Don't say it's me, it's just the two little guys in front of you, if you ask, will they stupidly think that this is the net worth that a Jindan stage monk can have?"

Huo Yan showed an expression that I was also a Yuan Infant stage monk, don't treat me as a fool, if you are like this again, you really can't play!

When Wang Feng heard this, he muttered to himself in his heart, thinking that this would also involve some common sense in the cultivation realm, but he was helpless but he was a little white, and he didn't know anything at all, I was listening and listening.

"Wang Yuqing, Zhao Yanbo, do you two think the same way?" Wang Feng's tone changed, and he asked in the direction of the two of them seriously.

(Wang Yuqing: Sect Master, is there any profound meaning in asking this? I can't guess it at all? How can I answer this?

Zhao Yanbo: The Sect Master is unfathomable, so I'd better follow his meaning for a while, otherwise, ......

"Sect Master, the disciple doesn't dare to agree with the meaning of Hall Master Huo. The disciple thinks that this may be the value of the Jindan period, for two reasons, and hopes to be good.

Zhao Yanbo sat up from the futon he was sitting on, bowed in the direction of Wang Feng before sitting on the futon again, and replied without humility or arrogance.

"Oh, you kid said to hear it.

Wang Feng also seemed to be interested, wanting to know what Zhao Xiaozi could say.

"First, let's talk about this storage ring that the sect master took out.

Under normal circumstances, it is certainly impossible for a Jindan monk to have it, but what if it is left by his father

, or the only heir of a broken family,

it is possible for the other party to have a storage ring during the Jindan period.

Second, let's talk about the items in this storage ring.

Let's not talk about anything else, just what I saw in front of me were all high-grade spirit stones, and the number was afraid that there were thousands of them.

Under normal circumstances, it is indeed not something that a Jindan monk should be able to have.

However, I still say that a Jindan monk cannot have so much wealth.

However, the Jindan monks can inherit it from their family or their fathers, and if that is the case, then it makes sense. Zhao Yanbo was neither humble nor arrogant, and said in a clear manner.

"Even if you kid say something, there is still some truth, otherwise I Huo Lao Er will let you know that you dare to question the 'benefits' of your elders.

Zhao Yanbo's words fell, but before Wang Feng could speak, Huo Yan's voice sounded first.

"Brother, don't be like a junior, come on, let's take a look first, what are some good things in this small pile of guys in front of me?

Wang Feng came to Huo Yan's side with a smile and patted him on the shoulder, with a peacemaker attitude.

"Hehe, Zhao boy heard it. Our sect master personally admitted that this is the belongings of the old monster in the infancy stage.

After listening to Wang Feng's words, Huo Yan glared at Zhao Yanbo on the other side, and his momentum became a little more arrogant, just like an old child.

(Wang Yuqing: I often hear people say that the old monsters in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty are all masters with strange tempers, and today it seems that this statement is indeed true.)

I peeked at my own sect master again, he was really a talent, Yushu was in the wind, and more importantly, his temper was really good!

Wang Feng: Girl, you are very good. Hey......

Ruthless: Yuqing girl, what about me?

Wang Yuqing: It's also very good-looking!

Ruthless: ...... ）