The Stone Fairy Who Is Not Afraid of Thunder

The two of them left the noisy crowd behind and went directly to the back hall.

After I came in, I discovered that there was actually a queue here.

It seems that there are quite a few clansmen who come to pay homage to these two masters!

"Those two senior masters are actually willing to meet so many clan members!"

"Don't you mean that the people over there are very arrogant?"

"Well, this has to do with going to the provincial capital!"

Qin Qifeng lowered his voice.

"This time, the two seniors from my hometown seem to have some... intention to win over us, especially the young clan members..."

While the two were talking, a middle-aged tribesman came over and asked Qin Shaochen to come in.

Qin Shaochen perked up and followed his uncle into the hall.

Looking up, he saw two old men, a man and a woman, sitting side by side on two mahogany chairs in the middle of the hall.

The old woman was wearing a dark red brocade dress, with a serious face, and her face looked a little impatient!

But the old man was wearing a white robe and always had a smile on his face, making him look much kinder!

The middle-aged uncle who led the way introduced Qin Shaochen's identity.

He also specifically stated that Qin Shaochen ranked ninth among the three generations of clan members!

The smile on the face of the old man in white robe became even bigger.

"Not bad! Not bad! Judging from your momentum, I'm afraid it's level eight."

"You are young, and with such cultivation, your martial arts foundation is quite outstanding!"

"Haha! This time, we will select ten young warriors to return to the provincial capital. You have good cultivation, but you have to work harder!"

Qin Shaochen readily agreed.

The old man took out a small jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Qin Shaochen with a smile.

"These few Energy Gathering Pills are a meeting gift from me! Although they are not many, they will still be helpful to your cultivation!"

Qin Shaochen reached out and took it, thanking him!

Juxi Dan is very helpful in enhancing inner breath.

But the price is not low, and he has never eaten it before.

The old woman in red clothes had been silent for a long time. Then she coughed dryly and spoke.

"Little guy, come closer and let your great aunt take a good look at you!"

Qin Shaochen hurriedly took a step forward and saluted again.

There was also a smile on the old woman's serious face.

"Yes! Yes, I can see that your foundation is quite solid. What kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

"What this junior is practicing is the yellow-level middle-grade martial art - Rolling Stone Fist!"

"Can you practice weapons and martial arts?"

"This junior has only practiced basic sword techniques and has never practiced sword techniques."

"It's a pity that this time... when I go to my hometown, I have to fight the enemy with real swords and guns. It's better to choose a martial art to be more effective!"

After saying that, he turned back to the middle-aged tribesman he introduced.

"Go and tell Qin Baichuan to let this young man choose a martial art in your library."

"This young man is a talent that can be made, so we can't delay it!"

The middle-aged clan uncle hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded in agreement.

When Qin Shaochen heard this, he was also happy and thanked him repeatedly!

At the same time, he also understood why Qin Qifeng dragged him to meet the two experts.

Just here to reap the benefits!

The old man in white robe was a little unhappy when he saw that the old woman had given him martial arts skills again.

"Sister Yi, it's not good for you to be like this! You are always so generous to others, isn't it too much?"

The old woman in red looked dissatisfied.

"Baichuan is my eldest brother's nephew. I want him to bring something out to reward the younger generation. Do you still have any objections?"

The old man in white robe shook his head helplessly.

"We came here this time, but we made an agreement. We will choose six people for the second room, and you will choose four for the first room."

"But now...you have given me the fifth set of exercises!"

"If I reward my juniors, what's wrong with that?"

The old woman immediately retorted.

"I didn't say that after rewarding that junior, he must follow our main house. Why are you so anxious?"

Only then did Qin Shaochen realize that these two masters were not in the same league. One is the big room and the other is the second room.

The old man in white robe snorted, as if he was a little afraid of the old woman in red, and said nothing more.

Afterwards, the middle-aged clan uncle stepped forward and led Qin Shaochen out of the hall.

Qin Qifeng came over with a smile.

"How about it, are there any rewards for the two seniors?"

Qin Shaochen spread out the small jade bottle in his hand.

"Of course there is a reward!"

The middle-aged clan uncle also followed the words of the old woman in red.

A tribesman came over and was going to take Qin Shaochen to the Library Pavilion to choose martial arts.

"You don't need to be there. I'll take my cousin there myself."

Qin Qifeng dismissed the clansman, and the two of them went to the library.

"This time, my hometown attaches great importance to the selection of ten young warriors!"

"He also took the initiative to inspect the three generations of clan members. No, they started fighting to win over them before the competition..."

On the way, Qin Qifeng also told the origins of the two seniors.

It turned out that the two masters belonged to the first and second bedrooms of the old Qin family.

The Qin family in Zhangjiajie is subordinate to Dafang.

The deceased great-grandfather was actually the biological brother of the old woman in red.

"No way? So, that senior's age is...nearly a hundred years old!"

Qin Shaochen was greatly surprised when he heard this.

"Who says it's not the case! This is the benefit of the old Qin family!"

"In the Qin family, there are not only better martial arts and skills! I heard that those spiritual masters can also refine some elixirs that increase lifespan."

"Grandpa once said that there are more than one or two elders in the Qin family who are over a hundred years old."

Qin Shaochen couldn't help but sigh.

"It turns out that spiritual masters are so powerful. Not only do they know all kinds of spells, they can also refine elixirs that prolong life!"

"So, every spiritual master is very important to the family!"

"This time, we went to the Qin family to escort those young spiritual masters to a strange area to search for rare treasures!"

Qin Shaochen nodded slightly.

At the same time, he was a little puzzled.

Aren't spiritual masters much more powerful than warriors?

How can you participate in a secret adventure and need the protection of so many warriors?

While the two were talking, they came to a big house with green tiles.

In front of the big house, there was a middle-aged warrior guarding the door.

Qin Qifeng stepped forward and told the story.

The middle-aged martial artist showed a painful expression on his face, but he had no choice but to take out the key and open the closed door.

After Qin Shaochen entered the library, he browsed through it roughly and quickly selected a yellow-level top-grade martial art suitable for heavy swords - the Broken Water Sword.

He is now mainly interested in spiritual techniques and is no longer so concerned about martial arts.

After leaving the house, he registered with the middle-aged martial artist and returned to the side room where he was before.

Qin Qifeng was no longer in the room, saying that he was called by the clan leader to talk.

Qin Shaochen was worried about his cultivation and didn't want to stay any longer. He said hello to Qin Zhenzhen and others, and left with Qin Xiaoluo.

On the way, Qin Xiaoluo said with a smile: "After Qin Qifeng came back, he also bet ten taels of silver on you to win!"

"I didn't expect that he would be interested in fooling around with you!"

"But compared to Sister Zhenzhen, he is far behind! Sister Zhenzhen gambled the most and bet a hundred taels of silver in one go!"

"Then how much did you bet?"

"Five taels. I don't have much silver on me."

"What a pity, it's too little! Too little! You should have bet more."

Qin Shaochen felt very sorry.

A little martial artist actually wanted to challenge himself, isn't that just asking for trouble?

It's a pity that I didn't tell my little sister in advance!

I lost a lot of money.