"Brother Yi, why don't you thank Elder Su quickly!" Zhao Gang looked happy and hurriedly whispered to Yi Feng.
In the past two years in Xuansheng City, Zhao Gang has been handing in tasks to Su Ming, which can be regarded as a two-year friendship. For him, the other party gave Yi Feng a half discount on the processing fee, which can be said to have given him great face.
Five thousand gold coins is no longer a small amount in Zhao Gang's eyes.
"Okay, thank you very much, Elder Su." Yi Feng took out the storage bag containing five thousand gold coins, "My name is Yi Feng, and I am an experienced Sanren. I am now twenty years old, and my cultivation has reached the second level of psychic realm.
." Yi Feng told his information, still claiming to be an experienced Sanren.
Su Ming was about to use his means to enter information into the points token. He shook his palm and almost dropped the token. He raised his head and looked at Yi Feng with some surprise, "Yi Feng, the person I just mentioned is twenty years old, psychic."
Second level? Let me remind you that you cannot falsify the information entered, otherwise you will be disrespectful to the Xuan clan and will be severely punished."
"Brother Yi, you... have to tell the truth!" Zhao Gang, whose face was also anxious, reminded him in a low voice.
In Zhongzhou, those who can reach the level of psychic realm at the age of thirty are already among the top geniuses, and reaching the second level of psychic realm just after turning twenty is even rarer. It is extremely rare even in the Holy Land. Such a person
He is a genius among geniuses. Zhao Gang does not believe that the person he casually befriends can be such a genius. If he lies here, regardless of his relationship with Su Ming, Yi Feng will probably be severely punished.
"Haha... Junior, there is no need to lie. I am originally in the second level of psychic realm." Yi Feng smiled slightly, and a trace of aura came out.
Su Ming's face changed greatly, and his eyes were blazing, "Yes, it is indeed the second level of psychic realm. I didn't expect that I could meet such a young genius of the second level of psychic realm. Zhao Gang, your friend is not simple.
"Su Ming turned to Zhao Gang and said with an inexplicable expression.
Zhao Gang also came back to his senses and looked at Yi Feng with shock. He was only at the ninth level of spirit quenching. Even if Yi Feng showed his aura, he only felt extremely powerful, but he didn't know the specific level. But since Su Ming said this
Yes, then this Yi Feng does have the cultivation of the second level of psychic realm.
Zhao Gang, a twenty-year-old second-level psychic, was shocked and trembling all over just thinking about it. He never thought that one day he would be able to meet such a top genius, and even be able to make friends with him.
"Senior Yi..." Zhao was about to speak, but he changed his title and was directly interrupted by Yi Feng.
"Brother Zhao, you are a little out of touch. You and I are friends, but I don't care about your cultivation." Yi Feng said with a smile.
There is a large-level spirit-transformation realm between the psychic realm and the spirit-tempering mirror. It is reasonable for Zhao Gang to call senior Yi Feng, but Yi Feng does not care about these complicated etiquette. He feels that people he can make friends with should be treated as equals, regardless of their cultivation level.
"Okay, Brother Yi, then Zhao is a high achiever." Zhao Gang looked delighted. Who doesn't want to make friends with geniuses? Behind every great genius there must be extraordinary fortune and power. Zhao Gang just comes from a small power. With his
It was only through his talent and perseverance that he was able to reach the ninth level of spirit quenching at the age of twenty-five. Although in the eyes of a true genius, this talent is nothing, it is the limit of Zhao Gang's efforts. His wish is to one day become
Disciples of the Xuan Clan would be satisfied even if they were only registered disciples. As for disciples with golden badges, Zhao Gang did not have extravagant hopes.
After accompanying Yi Feng to handle the identity token, Zhao Gang took Yi Feng back to the middle of the hall and introduced the point tasks to Yi Feng.
"Brother Yi, you don't need to go through the elders to accept the task. There is a task list on the points token, which can be synchronized with the tasks on the lobby screen. You only need to use your spiritual consciousness to select the task. However, you can only select up to three tasks at a time.
, only after completing the task can you continue to choose other tasks. If you cannot complete the selected task and give up voluntarily, half of the points for the task will be deducted."
After hearing Zhao Gang's introduction, Yi Feng glanced at the list, secretly thinking about the points tasks that could quickly help him reach 100,000 points. Yi Feng's goal was not the ordinary registered disciples with silver badges, but the elites with gold badges.
Although registered disciples are all registered disciples, the difference is too big. Only elite registered disciples can enter the Xuan Clan's garrison, and entering the Xuan Clan's garrison is the purpose of Yi Feng coming to Xuansheng City.
"Zhao Gang, damn! It's you again. Didn't I tell you not to show up in front of me? If you show up once, I'll beat you once. Wang Wu, Ma Liu, come on, hit you hard!" Right now
At that moment, a cursing voice came, and the obese Sun Youqian walked out of the crowd, accompanied by two tall bodyguards.
Zhao Gang's expression changed, anger appeared in his eyes, and his aura was about to rise.
Yi Feng took a step to stand in front of Zhao Gang, "Brother Zhao, let me do it." There was a coldness in his words.
"Thank you!" Thinking of Yi Feng's cultivation, Zhao Gang breathed a sigh of relief, but still reminded him in a low voice, "Brother Yi, you are not allowed to fight randomly here, otherwise, you will be punished by the Xuan clan."
"I know." Yi Feng nodded.
Sun Youqian and two bodyguards who were strong in the psychic realm came to Yi Feng. A bodyguard on the left whispered a few words in Sun Youqian's ear, which made Sun Youqian a little dissatisfied.
"What, you are not allowed to do anything here? Ma Liu, please don't lie to me. If you lie to me, do you know the consequences?"
The bodyguard named Ma Liu felt a burst of contempt in his heart, "Damn it, I kindly remind you that you have obtained the registered disciple badge, but you don't even know the rules here. Are you really going to compete with stupid pigs? If
Not because of the power of the Sun family, who is willing to protect this stupid pig?" However, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he did not dare to show it because he was asked to do this job.
"Master Sun, this is indeed true. If you violate the rules here, the family will not be able to protect you." Ma Liu said with a flattering smile.
"Forget it, just consider this boy lucky." Sun Youqian was not stupid after all. He waved his hand and saw Yi Feng standing in front of Zhao Gang, and couldn't help but show a trace of contempt on his face, "Boy, you and Zhao Gang are together, right?
, If you see me in the future, you should hide away. If you see this badge or not, Xuan Clan disciple, you can't afford to offend me." Sun Youqian pulled the silver badge on his chest, deliberately showing off in front of Yi Feng.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and one side of Sun Youqian's originally fat face swelled again, and a clear and bright red palm print appeared.
"Your mouth really stinks!" Yi Feng retracted his palm and said in a cold voice.