The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng himself did not react. Did ten days pass so quickly?

It took him only one or two hours to come back to his senses from the memories and then to draw the sword. How could ten days pass in the blink of an eye?

But as soon as he looked up, he could see the observatory from his yard.

It stood on the suspended mountain and was emitting a brilliant light at the moment.

As night fell, the starry sky unfolded behind it, and the twinkling stars gathered into a wonderful picture.

The observatory, which originally had no color, now lit up with a brilliant light, surrounded by stars, and it itself was a bright moon.

The most important thing was that the bell Qin Feng heard was not rung by humans, but came from the top of the observatory.

There stood a huge bell, emitting a mellow and low bell sound that resounded throughout the "town".

Ten days were really like a moment.

Jiao Xia sat by the pool, holding her chin and looking at Qin Feng: "What were you thinking about before? You stood in the pool motionless for ten days."

Jiao Xia answered Qin Feng's doubts. He looked down at the sword in his hand, and there was still a question that was not answered: "Jiao Xia, is this courtyard I am in real or an illusion?"

"Logically speaking, this courtyard evolved because of your state of mind, so it should be an illusion." Jiao Xia held her chin and said lazily: "It's just that this courtyard is indeed an illusion, but the sword in your hand is real."

Qin Feng was a little surprised. This half-rotten sword actually existed?

"It seems like you should go out." Jiao Xia reminded him, "I can't see what this sword is for now, but I can feel that it has an aura from another world. Since this sword is a product of your state of mind, you'd better keep it."

Qin Feng also had this plan. Since it was something in his state of mind, whether it was illusory or real, it was better not to let others see it.

He put this into the Qianji Bag and pushed open the door and walked out, just in time to meet Dugu Jiujian coming out from the opposite side.

After ten days, Dugu Jiujian's condition did not look very good. He even had a beard on his face and his clothes were a little dirty.

People who cultivate immortals naturally have a thorough understanding of the art of avoiding dust. It seems that Dugu Jiujian's path to enlightenment has not been smooth these days, and he can't even take care of his own image.

Seeing Qin Feng coming out, Dugu Jiujian took the initiative to come up and greet him: "Brother Qin, you are out too?"

"Yeah." Qin Feng nodded and looked at the observatory on the high ground: "Is it about to start now?"

Dugu Jiujian followed his line of sight and said: "Yeah, as long as the bell of the observatory rings, it will start."

"Before the bell stops, no matter whether you have gained enlightenment in the yard in the past few days, you must come out at this time, otherwise you may be trapped in your state of mind."

As he said this, he turned his head and looked He glanced at Qin Feng and saw that his robe was also stained with mud and even wet. He suddenly grinned: "Hehe, I thought I was unlucky and had a very miserable life these ten days. Now it seems that you are not much better than me. People who are stronger than me have not been able to realize the truth, so I feel much better."

Seeing that Dugu Jiujian spoke without reservation, Qin Feng was speechless: "In fact, you can secretly rejoice about such things, and don't say it out loud."

The young man waved his hand, and the stubble on his face disappeared, but he didn't care about his clothes.

"Well, I don't like to lie since I was a child."

Dugu Jiujian scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Did I offend you with what I said just now? I apologize to you."

As a genius of the Thousand Swords Sect, Dugu Jiujian apologized sincerely and very quickly.

The key is that he didn't even know whether he had offended anyone, and his mind was full of swords.

Qin Feng looked at him and shook his head helplessly: "You don't have to apologize, you are fine like this."

Yes, with a pure heart, there is no need to be bound by the treacherous human hearts and human relationships. People like Dugu Jiujian have been raised in the palm of their hands since childhood. In fact, he doesn't know what it means to offend people, because he doesn't care whether he offends people or not.

Seeing that Qin Feng was not unhappy, Dugu Jiujian showed his white teeth again: "I'm glad you're not angry. My mother always said that I'm stupid because of practicing swordsmanship and I don't know how to talk much."

"By the way, let's go together later? You are a physical cultivator, and there will be no problem reaching the top. Let's help each other!"

Qin Feng glanced at him: "I think I have to take back what I said just now. You all know that I am a physical cultivator. This level is not a problem for me at all. Do I really need to 'help each other'?"

Dugu Jiujian's "scheming" is really a bit naive and straightforward. Qin Feng broke hisHe blushed and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hehe, actually I'm afraid that I'll have some trouble, just in case..."

When he finished speaking, Qin Feng had already walked forward: "Come on, just consider it as me giving you more interest."

"Thank you!" Dugu Jiujian heard the words, and happiness was immediately written on his face.

He hurried to catch up.

At the same time, there were many people around them who had just come out of the yard. When they saw Qin Feng, they all kept their distance.

Even when Dugu Jiujian walked with him, no one came up to say hello.

If it were on weekdays, a genius from a big sect like Dugu Jiujian would have people come up to make friends wherever he went.

But now...

Qin Feng glanced at Dugu Jiujian who was still introducing the rules of the observatory to him, and suddenly asked: "You are walking with me like this, aren't you afraid of others misunderstanding?"

Dugu Jiujian was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed the people next to him.

Now, it was as if there was a barrier around them. No one approached them within four or five meters. Some people even whispered to their companions when they saw them.

Dugu Jiujian waved his hand and said, "What's there to misunderstand? The innocent are innocent, and justice is in the hearts of the people. Besides, even if it weren't for you, Brother Qin, my popularity wouldn't be that good."

Qin Feng had heard Zhu Xing mention that Dugu Jiujian was a sword fanatic. In the past, when someone wanted to curry favor with him, the first thing he did was to challenge the opponent.

If he couldn't beat him, he wouldn't want to make friends.

He liked strong people and valuable opponents.

In fact, he didn't hate people who were weaker than him, but he was too bad at socializing. So even though he was the peerless genius of the Thousand Swords Sect, he didn't have many friends around him, and even his brothers were not close to him.

Over the years, he has been with the sword.

Retracting his gaze, Qin Feng didn't say much.

Everyone gathered at the foot of the observatory. The mountain was floating in the air, with only dozens of hanging ladders hanging down.