The sky is high, the white clouds are floating, and the water vapor is floating.

A clear pond exudes a rich spiritual energy and sucks and spits mysterious light.

In the maple leaf forest, the maple red is floating, and a figure floats in the forest with the maple leaf falling.

The sword dances like the wind, the long sword is like a shadow, leaving behind phantoms in the forest, and the blue water flows like a spirit snake, moving closely with the figure.

Maple leaves are like blood, and blue snakes are like dragons.

"Jiang Changfeng, if you don't come out again, you're dead. Do you believe it?"

The figure paused, his expression was cold, and his long sword was shining with a cold light.

She was wearing a blue dress, with her skin as jade, her eyes were dark blue, and she contained a stream of water vapor.

She has a slim figure and flawless face, but she is too cold at this moment.

The five blue spiritual snakes beside them are all formed by the gathering of spiritual power.

Outside the maple leaf forest, between the intersection with Qingtan, the ground was squirming, and a head was carefully poked out.

The long messy hair covered her face, and she could only see a handsome face from the gaps in her hair.

"Hello, Master, goodbye to Master."

He looked at his master carefully, and Jiang Changfeng was startled, quickly retracted his head and sank to the ground.

"The river! Long! Wind!"

The delicate face was completely angry, her face was covered with frost, and the maple leaves floating around seemed to be forbidden.

A strong blue force spread from the body of the man in blue, penetrated deep into the ground, imprisoning everything.

However, this force was quickly retracted before it even touched Jiang Changfeng.

The figure in blue gasped violently: "Jiang Changfeng, come out for your teacher, don't think that I can't do anything to you when I hide in the spiritual veins!"

Below are the spiritual veins. If you are not careful, it may damage the spiritual veins and damage the foundation of the mountain.

Of course, the greater possibility is that the spiritual veins are backfired and rubbed.

Jiang Changfeng hid inside, and the figure in blue was really helpless.

"If you don't go out, you won't go out. Grandma said that it's safest to be at home."

"Where did you orphan come from grandma?"

The blue-clothed master frowned and his eyebrows were furrowed together, and the blue water flowed on his body exuded a bone-bone chill.

"I saw my grandmother in my dream, I want to listen to my grandmother and be a happy otaku."

"Jiang Changfeng, I tell you, if you don't participate in this year's Shentian Competition, you will be driven out of the master's sect and out of the Shenhe Peak!"

Master Lan's chest was fluctuating violently, and his heart was very uneasy.

"Master, I'm still young."

"You have been in the art for ninety-two years, and now you are ninety-nine years old. You are already a mature disciple. It's time to learn to go out and share your worries for your master."

Master Lan said gritting his teeth.

She had never seen such a strange disciple. She had many disciples under her sect and was very obedient. She was full of fighting spirit for the competition and killing demons and exorcising demons. She made great efforts for this.

Only Jiang Changfeng has been staying here since 80 years ago and is unwilling to come out.

When Jiang Changfeng was seven years old, she went down the mountain to do business and met the young Jiang Changfeng. At that time, Jiang Changfeng was running in the sunset.

Seeing that his talent was extremely extraordinary, he was moved to accept him as his disciple.

When he first started his twelve years, Jiang Changfeng had basically learned all martial arts skills. He was humble and polite to his fellow disciples and sisters, and got along well with others.

He often discusses martial arts, exchanges martial arts together, and guides his fellow disciples. He has never had any conflicts with his fellow disciples, nor is he proud of his talent.

Especially for new disciples, it is better. Take the initiative to lead them around the mountains and get familiar with the terrain. Almost every disciple who comes to the post has received his care.

No matter how you look at this, they are all good seedlings. Master Lanyi thought about his position in the future and gave him his position to Jiang Changfeng to retire and devote himself to his cultivation.

As a result, twelve years later, this guy was exposed.

In the past, I took my junior brother and sister not to take care of my fellow disciples, but simply to find the spiritual veins here, and then stayed in the spiritual veins and never came out.

Also, when this guy was looking for spiritual veins, he also pulled out some good spiritual medicines and good ores on the mountain.

This house lasts for eighty years, a full eighty years.

"Disciple, you come out. As long as you participate in this Shentian Competition, you will decide for your master to become the master of Shaofeng in the future. In the near future, the ups and downs of Shenhe Peak will be yours."

Master Blue made a solemn promise.

The five peaks at the head of the Shentian Sect, Xuantian, Shenhuo, Shenjian, Shenlian, and Shenhe Peak are at the end.

The five major peaks and peak masters are all important members of the sect and can be regarded as the deputy sect master.

Shenhe Peak was once glorious and was once the strongest peak in Shentian. However, after the accident of the leader of the Peak, the Shenhe Holy Law was incomplete, and the Shenhe Peak declined.

But even if it declines, the Lord of the Peak is still extremely high.

Master Lan's name is Yunmengwu. Shenhe Peak is currently the master of the peak and has a very strong cultivation level. Jiang Changfeng doesn't know the specific one.

"Master Shaofeng? Isn't that senior brother Li Qian?" Jiang Changfeng asked in the underground.

"He is in office." Yun Mengwu twitched the corners of her mouth and said.

Jiang Changfeng showed his head again, not caring about the spreading power: "As soon as he took office? What did he do? What is the current Shaofeng Master?"

Yunmengwu was silent and said, "Walking around the world, encountering demons, and falling. The current master of Shaofeng is named Yu Kun."

"Junior Brother Yu Kun, I remember him. I brought him to know Shenhe Peak at the time. He is talented and generous and honest." Jiang Changfeng said with satisfaction: "It's good for him to be the master of Shaofeng."

"A few days ago, I was poisoned and assassinated." Yunmengwu sighed.

Jiang Changfeng: "..."

Goodbye!

Such a dangerous Shaofeng master, whoever loves to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be such a dangerous master.

I now suspect that you want me to be the master of Shaofeng because you want to kill me!

Seeing Jiang Changfeng slipping away again, Yun Mengwu quickly increased her efforts, and the cold air became even worse, almost frozen the entire underground.

However, Jiang Changfeng's speed was obviously faster. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared and her power was lost.

"Jiang Changfeng! You have already killed two young masters. Do you still want to kill me?" Yun Mengwu was furious and said with a grudge: "We cultivators should be fearless, have the passion of invincible in the world and compete for the best in the world!"

"But you, you have been learning the sect's mental skills and martial arts for 92 years, and you have been learning the sect's mental skills and martial arts for 80 years, and you have lost all your face as a teacher!"

The ground stopped fluctuating and there was no response.

Yun Mengwu said a few more words, but there was still no movement. She could only snort and leave: "I tell you, the God-Heaven Competition, if you don't participate, you will be your teacher, and... will expel you from the teacher!"

Underground, there is a narrow space with only three cubic meters. Here, there is extremely abundant spiritual energy, which has liquefied into liquid and accumulated into a small pool.

Jiang Changfeng sat cross-legged on the pool. Among the spiritual liquid under him, there was a blue dragon the size of a palm, which had no physical body, and it was the spiritual vein of the Shenhe Peak.

Next to the little dragon, there is a blue ring.

Jiang Changfeng opened his eyes and looked at a transparent panel in front of him, with several messages on it:

"Near the spiritual vein, the deposit cultivation is: monthly interest rate, 0.2%, half-year interest rate, 1%, annual interest rate 2.5%.

"The interest is calculated based on the principal, and the cultivation level after withdrawal cannot be stored in this spiritual vein within thirty years."

"How to withdraw money: With one thought, you can withdraw money anytime, anywhere."

deposit:

"Five hundred years of cultivation: forty-eight years, interest: 600 years, balance: 1,100 years of cultivation."

"A hundred years of cultivation: twenty years, interest: 50 years, balance: 150 years of cultivation."

"A hundred years of cultivation: ten years: interest: 25 years, balance: 125 years of cultivation."

"A hundred years of cultivation: one year: interest balance In the past eighty years, he had just started to cultivate to five hundred years of cultivation before he could save it.

It will be different after that. When the interest rate increases, you can save it after a hundred years. There is no interest in practicing at all.

"Isn't it good to be alive? Why should I be the master of Shaofeng?"

Jiang Changfeng murmured, with his peerless talent, and the interest-free plug-in for this deposit, just stay honestly.

Let’s go out first, it’s too dangerous outside.

Both Shaofeng Masters died of misfortune, so he didn't want to be Shaofeng Masters.
Chapter completed!