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Chapter 136 Break(2/2)

Chen Feng was so powerful that he curled his lips, looking indifferent.

The heavy pressure that made people's hearts sluggishly disappeared. Looking at Chen Feng's calm expression, Qiao Xueqing asked with relief: "If the situation gets out of control, will you really fight with Ruan Yun?"

"I'm not fighting, I'll kill her."

Chen Feng's face was dull and cruel, which was very different from his usual careless and inappropriate appearance.

"You guys who can just talk big, do you know that I was so worried just now that if you broke up with them completely, you might even chew you down to the point where you didn't even have bones left!" Qiao Xueqing took a deep breath and said.

Chen Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I am really capable and can't do things that are not sure. Sometimes I can't be too soft. This time those guys came here so quickly, and they were very tempted. They wanted to kill me off guard. If they didn't give them some look, they would be killed!"

"I don't know if bringing Chen Meng and Tu Dasheng back is a good choice!" Qiao Xueqing was a little surprised at first, and then sighed.

"If Mengzi is not by my side, it is worrying. Although the Qianji Sect's life is good now, it cannot be separated from the Chen clan. If you have the strength and chance in the future, you will still have to go back to the Great Yan Dynasty to take a look. Although the family is not very good to me, I am also named Chen after all." Chen Feng smiled gently.

"Have you received everything?"

Seeing Chen Feng's bright smile, Qiao Xueqing felt relieved.

"If it weren't for your support, I would have to lose everything. Now I really understand that practicing is simply burning spirit stones..." Chen Feng took out various items from the storage bag and said in pain.

"A layman like you is the most troublesome. It's okay to just improve his cultivation, but it's extremely difficult to master the methods of refining. Take making talismans as an example. Low-level cultivators do not have sufficient cultivation resources and cannot cultivate them at all, let alone qualifications, inheritance and creativity." Qiao Xueqing looked at the talisman paper taken out by Chen Feng and the blank talismans of various materials.

"I'm a genius, there must be no problem..."

Chen Feng muttered as if he was enhancing his confidence, but he was a little weak.

"In fact, among the immortal cultivators, except for full-time talisman makers, few people will make talismans themselves. If necessary, they can go to various training items trading venues to buy them." Qiao Xueqing walked around the huge forging platform and said.

"Although talisman making is not powerful, it involves many aspects, so it is safer to master it yourself." Chen Feng picked up a bottle of monster blood and looked at it, his face full of anticipation.

"Not much power? A good top-quality talisman can even make the strong people in the life and death realm rush to attract. It is easy to make talismans and is difficult to master. Most of the talismans you see are low-level talismans, but even so, the failure rate of production practice is still extremely amazing. Just learning talismans to burn spirit stones is still coming. What you have prepared is nothing at all!" Qiao Xueqing's smile made Chen Feng feel a little numb.

"The stinky old man said that the first time he practiced micro-carving, the best of a century-old golden nanmu, but this kind of wood is really expensive, and one piece requires three low-level spirit stones!" Chen Feng seemed to be unable to bear it and sighed.
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