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Forget about you, even I can't even beat Yuan Yi with five. " When he thought about the last one, his face was actually the color of a bitter melon.

Qin Rufeng found it funny when he saw him like this. Let's not talk about the fact that Yuan Yi did not hide his strength. Just based on the fact that he is acting like this, I can save quite a bit of trouble.

When he saw Bi Chen being carried up to the stage, he placed two healing pellets in his hand and leaped down from the stage. At the same time, a burst of wine aroma wafted up into the air.

After the aroma of the wine passed, there was actually no trace of him left on the stage or on the floor. It was as if he had disappeared into thin air. The elders outside the martial arena acted as if nothing had happened. They didn't seem to have seen Qin Rufeng disappear from the stage for no reason at all.

At this time, Qin Rufeng could only hear the sound of the wind blowing past his ears, and he could not even open his eyes. Occasionally, he could only open a tiny crack, and all he could see was the rapidly moving colors in front of his eyes, leaving behind a vast expanse of whiteness.

"I never thought that the Pavilion Master of the Yellow Pavilion would have such terrifying speed. Coupled with the tyrannical fluctuations of profound energy in his body, his strength is definitely above that of the Profound King Stage." Qin Rufeng guessed to himself.

After he had just finished his battle with Yuan Yi, someone had forced him into a line and told him that he was waiting for him. He gave him a whole incense stick of time to finish up and then waited for him in mid-air.

As a result, the next scene occurred. An old beggar carrying a young man's belt shot towards the top of a mountain peak like the wind. Occasionally, they would send a few geese and white cranes flying.

In the blink of an eye, the old beggar stopped and threw the young man he was holding onto to the ground.

"Aiyo!" My old waist, you clearly said that you would invite me here, but you ended up doing it in such a way! " Qin Rufeng covered his waist and crawled up from the ground with great difficulty!

When the old beggar saw Qin Rufeng's expression, he rolled his eyes and plopped down on the ground. He then untied the wine gourd hanging from his waist.

He pulled out another fried chicken leg from somewhere and started eating and drinking by himself, not even sparing Qin Rufeng a glance.

Thinking up to here, Qin Rufeng chose to take advantage of two opportunities that he had not expected to succeed. The old beggar chose the most effective method of reacting.

Qin Rufeng shook his head again and thought to himself, "As expected, the older the better."

However, he wanted Qin Rufeng to lose his chance and opportunity to talk. With his personality, it was still possible for him to not speak first.

Qin Rufeng sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together. He actually closed his eyes and started to cultivate his mystical Qi.

Once he started cultivating the mystical Qi, Qin Rufeng could immediately feel that the mystical Qi in this place was several times denser than the places he normally trained, perhaps even more than a dozen times denser.

Only then did Qin Rufeng recall the scene of him being carried around by this old beggar at high speed, and how it seemed like he was constantly rising.

Then where was he now?

Qin Rufeng quickly opened his eyes and took a closer look, only to see that he was surrounded by green fields and tall ancient trees that reached into the clouds.

He couldn't even see a house, as if this place was isolated from the rest of the world.

In the distance, there was a vast expanse of whiteness. Nothing could be seen clearly.

At this time, Qin Wufeng's mind was in a bit of a mess for a time.

How could there be a place like this in the Spirit Mountain? Otherwise, how could I not know.

At this time, the old beggar who was eating the chicken leg sneered and said, "Do you know where this came from? There's no need to guess. This is the highest point of Xuanyuan Pavilion. "

Qin Rufeng's face revealed an expression of realization as he thought to himself: "Oh, so that's the case! I'm afraid in my previous life, only the peak of Xuanyuan Pavilion has not been here. Otherwise, it would be impossible for me to not know where this place is. "

Who would have thought that the profound energy at the peak of Xuanyuan Pavilion would be so rich, to the point that it was even several times richer than the profound energy in ordinary places.

Now, the mystical Qi here was comparable to some treasured lands outside of Moishe's.

"Brat, what are you thinking about? It took a lot of effort for me to bring you to the summit, but you didn't even say a word of thanks! "

The old beggar looked displeased as he shouted.

Qin Rufeng looked at the old beggar's appearance. He had already confirmed most of the old beggar's identity, but he still disdainfully said: "I don't even know your name. You're the Pavilion Master of the Yellow Pavilion, and that means you're the Pavilion Master of the Yellow Pavilion! And I even said that I am the direct disciple of Pavilion Master Xuanyuan? "

"Eh …"

Qin Rufeng's words made him unable to refute him for a while.

"That's right! I said that I am Pavilion Master Huang, and that I am Pavilion Master Huang? "

For a moment, the old beggar was at a loss.

However, the old beggar reacted a moment later. He looked at Qin Rufeng with slight anger in his eyes and jokingly scolded: "Brat, you dare to bring me to a dead end."

Although he said so, he could not conceal the look of love in his eyes.

Finally, he used his right hand that was holding the wine gourd to hit his chest with the wine gourd as he said proudly, "Let me tell you, my name is Old Yellow Chicken. He is the current Pavilion Master of the Yellow Pavilion. "

"Old Yellow Chicken." He was slightly puzzled in his heart.

Then, Qin Rufeng looked at the old man and asked: "What are you looking for me for this time?"

"I've come to find you this time …" Old Yellow Chicken was about to say something.

"Eh? That's not right! "You little brat, you bastard!"

After he finished speaking, he picked up the oily chicken leg in his hand and was about to smash it on Qin Rufeng's head.

Qin Rufeng quickly waved his hands in apology, "Elder Huang, Elder Huang, I was wrong. Calm your anger, Elder, calm your anger! "

Hearing this, the old yellow chicken laughed out loud before saying seriously, "Do you know why I have called you here today?"

"I don't know!" Qin Rufeng shook his head.

"Do you know why there are old disciples and new disciples participating this year's competition?"

Elder Huang asked seriously.

Then, without waiting for Qin Rufeng's reply, he continued, "Originally, the one that I brought along should have been Yuan Yi, but who would have thought that Yuan Yi would actually lose to you brat today!

Although your cultivation is lower than his, your talent is what I want the most! "

Elder Huang's words caused Qin Rufeng to be even more confused.

Elder Huang, on the other hand, did not care whether Qin Rufeng understood what he had said or not.

He sighed deeply, and then it was as if he had fallen into a deep memory.

His eyes revealed an expression of reminiscence, and he spoke, "Our Xuanyuan Pavilion is one of the five great pavilions of the south. Every twenty years, a grand competition will be held between the five pavilions.

Next year's competition will be held today.