Wei Changtian's move indeed suppressed everyone including Qin Zhengqiu.
There is no other reason than that the scene of the tea "hanging but not falling" is too incredible.
In fact, we don’t blame everyone for not seeing the world. After all, very few people would waste their precious lives on practicing martial arts.
Unlike the world of high martial arts, where practitioners can live for tens of thousands of years, although cultivation in this world can extend life, even second-level masters can only live for a hundred or so years at most.
We don't have much time, so of course everyone focuses on improving their realm. As for martial arts, most of them just practice it. Very few people can practice a skill to a relatively high level.
What's more, it's a heaven-level martial skill like the Guichen Sword.
Therefore, Wei Changtian's disguise is particularly effective.
Not only did no one think that the phrase "entering the fourth grade in half a year" was empty talk, even Qin Zhengqiu changed his title for the first time.
"Grandson, what is the name of your martial arts skill?"
"This sword technique is called Guichen."
Wei Changtian replied: "I have practiced to the Small Perfection, that's why I have such power."
"Gui Chen, not bad..."
Qin Zhengqiu murmured and couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder you are only at the sixth level now. It turns out that you have spent all your time practicing this sword technique."
"Grandpa guessed wrong."
Wei Changtian smiled and said: "I have only been practicing the Guichen Sword for half a year."
"Half a year?"
Qin Zhengqiu was stunned: "How is it possible to practice a martial art to the level of Small Consummation in half a year?"
"Others may not be able to..."
Wei Changtian adheres to the principle of showing off to the end and continues to shock everyone's nerves.
"But it's not that difficult for me."
"..."
Qin Zhengqiu fell silent again. This time he thought for a long time before asking softly: "Changtian, although I am your grandfather, I know that I am not close to you."
"But I still want to ask you...why do you do so many things that ordinary people can't do?"
"this......"
Wei Changtian looked hesitant, but in his heart he was ecstatic.
coming!
I have been pretending so many times in a row, and this is the problem I have been waiting for!
"Grandpa, since you asked, my grandson should answer truthfully, but..."
Wei Changtian looked at the rest of the people in the hall with a slightly embarrassed look. Qin Zhengqiu immediately understood what he meant, waved his hand and shouted:
"You guys get out first!"
"Yes, leader."
The elders suppressed their curiosity and quickly left, leaving only the two middle-aged men in black and purple robes.
"Changtian, they are your cousins, you see..."
"Since we are a family, it doesn't matter."
Wei Changtian nodded, brewing his emotions for a while, and then began to tell a story seriously under the gaze of the three people.
"Grandpa, two uncles, this matter starts from a dream I had a year ago."
"Dream?" Qin Zhengqiu looked at each other with his two sons.
"Yes, it is indeed a bizarre dream."
Wei Changtian solemnly "recalled" and said: "In the dream, it was as if my soul was leaving my body, heading towards the sky, and finally entered the upper realm beyond the sky."
"This upper realm seems to be the place where immortals live. Thousands of golden lights are rolling in red neon, thousands of auspicious air are spraying purple mist, and there are real dragons and real phoenixes swimming in it. It is a spectacular sight."
"I walked all the way in the upper world, and what I saw were sights I had never seen before in my life. My whole body was covered with fairy herbs and elixirs, and I even vaguely saw a few heavenly soldiers and generals."
"Then I walked into a heavenly palace."
"I can't describe the majesty of the palace that day, and in the palace, I saw a true immortal."
"True immortal?"
Qin Zhengqiu subconsciously exclaimed and asked extremely eagerly: "Then what? Can the real immortal talk to you?"
"said."
Wei Changtian nodded: "The true immortal said that he is in charge of eight thousand one hundred small worlds, but no one in our small world has achieved enlightenment and become an immortal for tens of thousands of years."
"He also said that since my soul can reach heaven, it means I am destined to him. He can attribute 90% of the heavenly destiny of this small world to me to help me achieve immortality."
"Deng, ascend to immortality..."
Hearing this, Qin Zhengqiu was so shocked that he felt it was difficult to breathe.
People in this world believe that there are things like immortals and Buddhas.
But even people like Qin Zhengqiu who stand at the pinnacle of martial arts never dare to think that they are "immortals".
Therefore, when he heard that his grandson had actually seen a real immortal and even had the chance to become an immortal, his excitement was naturally self-evident.
However, Wei Changtian immediately poured half a basin of cold water on Qin Zhengqiu.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."
"As soon as the immortal said this to me, another person came into the palace."
"This man is about the same age as me. Judging from his clothes, he seems to have come up from the lower world by chance."
"The immortal glanced at him and suddenly burst into laughter, saying that it was a coincidence that the two of us came from the same small world."
Qin Zhengqiu's eyes widened instantly: "What? There is such a thing?"
"Indeed."
Wei Changtian nodded with a "wry smile": "The immortal said that we are both destined to be his, and we should have been allowed to ascend to immortality together."
"But the destiny of this small world is limited, and it really cannot afford the destiny of two immortals, so in the end we had to..."
"Nothing but what?"
Before Qin Zhengqiu could say anything, the man in black robe next to him blurted out and asked: "Are we going to let you two compete for this destiny?"
"well......"
Wei Changtian sighed softly: "As my uncle said, the immortal really asked us to compete for the 90% chance of destiny."
"Those who have all the luck can become immortals."
"..."
...
After the story was told, you could hear a pin drop in the hall for a moment.
Only magic can defeat magic, only the unknown can explain the unknown.
Wei Changtian is not worried that this story will be suspected, or that even if someone suspects it, there is no way to verify it.
Anyway, no one can see the gods, and the final right of interpretation belongs entirely to themselves. Even if there are loopholes, they can be fooled by "I can't remember it in a dream" or something like that.
Of course, he made up such a bizarre story not just to explain his various "superhuman abilities" today, but the more important purpose is of course...
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, Qin Zhengqiu slammed the table and said hastily as if he remembered something:
"Changtian, since two people are competing for this luck, then as long as you kill the other person, won't all the luck naturally be concentrated on you?!"
"Do you still remember what that person looks like?"
Good! You are quite smart, old man!
Wei Changtian gave Qin Zhengqiu a thumbs up in his heart and said bitterly: "Grandpa, I have actually found this person. Not only that, I also tried to kill him twice, but failed."
"What?"
Qin Zhengqiu was surprised: "Then where is he now?"
Wei Changtian narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's in Shuzhou."
"Just in Shuzhou?!"
When Qin Zhengqiu heard this, he stood up from his chair with a confused expression.
He paced back and forth in the hall for a while, and finally looked at Wei Changtian and made up his mind.
"Grandson, don't worry!"
"Even at the cost of the entire Tianluo Sect, I will definitely help you kill this son!"