Chapter 1285: Thirteen Levels

"How can it be……"

The expressions of the crowd were extremely shocked. Qiu Feng stared at this scene dumbfounded, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, his brain seemed to be equipped with a motor, and it turned rapidly, and in a blink of an eye he calculated that if Ning Qi broke through the thirteenth level, How much Azure Dragon Crystal should I pay for my upset?

A full eight hundred thousand! Eight hundred thousand Azure Dragon Crystals!

Even if he is a monk at the early stage of Faxiang Realm, he has no place to find so many Azure Dragon Crystals, which is already equivalent to a sect's annual income!

If he is the master of the sect, it's okay, at worst, the people in the sect can drink the northwest wind for a year, and the tribute from the holy land is delayed, and the 800,000 green dragon crystals can be collected, but Qiu Feng is just a casual cultivator! Not to mention 800,000, if you do the math, he might not even be able to get 100,000 Azure Dragon Crystals.

Qiu Feng glanced around and found that everyone was in shock. Even Baxia Pudu and Baxia Zikun didn't seem to notice him. Qiu Feng moved quietly, and slowly ran out of the encirclement, At this moment, a monk noticed this and quickly shouted.

"The gambler wants to escape! Everyone, catch him!"

"Heavenly ghost, you fucking only pressed a hundred Azure Dragon Crystals here, is it necessary to harm me like this?"

Qiu Feng was furious, and cursed at the monk who reported it, his body turned into a bolt of lightning, and galloped away. At the same time, a monster with a human body and a fish head appeared behind Qiu Feng. , to stop the pursuers for him, this is Qiu Feng's yellow-rank middle-grade dharma face: the mermaid dharma face!

It’s good that he doesn’t show the Dharma image. When he comes out, hundreds of Dharma images will descend from the sky immediately, including golden armored warriors with huge swords and angry eyes, giant snakes with nine heads, monsters with five legs, the head of a dragon, and the body of a horse. Hundreds of dharma forms of various levels appeared out of thin air, surrounding Qiu Feng in the middle.

Looking at these monks with indifferent eyes, Qiu Feng laughed dryly: "Everyone misunderstood, hasn't that kid passed the thirteenth level yet? I just got up and moved my body."

After saying that, he turned back in front of the Tongtian Giant Tower in the eyes of everyone, and sat down.

Seeing this, everyone withdrew all kinds of dharma images, and returned to Qiu Feng with a cold snort. Surrounded by more than ten floors inside and outside, Qiu Feng was already unable to fly.

"Damn it! Don't pass the thirteenth level, please, little ancestor!"

Qiu Feng secretly prayed in his heart.

Everyone's mood was completely different from Qiu Feng's. Apart from being shocked, those monks who had been unpopular were almost smiling.

"Old Ancestor, this guy can't really pass the thirteenth level, can he?"

Baxia Pudu's face was a little ugly, even he could only wander through the eleventh level, and broke through the twelfth level at most, but a mere late-stage immortal monk has already passed the twelfth level?

This is really unacceptable.

"The son of Feng Jiuxian is really extraordinary. If his bloodline is the same as his father's, this Azure Dragon Continent may have another storm."

Baxia Zikun's face gradually turned serious. He really didn't expect Ning Qi to reach this level.

"If Lie Kong hears this news, I'm afraid he will come directly from the void."

Baxia Pudu curled his lips.

Back then, Feng Jiuxian was forced to die by Lie Kong, so what if he was his son?

Lie Kong didn't even need to make a move, he only said a word, the Great Sage Xuanzhen would join several other great sages Qi Qi to force Feng Jiuxian and Wang Muting into death.

No matter what, as long as one day does not break through the realm of the law and become the creator, it will not be able to compete with Lie Kong at all.

His father, Venerable Lie Yang, has lived for nearly a million years. When the Great Sage Overlord sees him, he has to behave himself and dare not surpass him in the slightest!

………

Inside Shanhaiguan.

The thirteenth pass.

Ning Qi overcame obstacles all the way, and finally reached this level. The price was that he was seriously injured three times and consumed more than 30 ghost weapons.

There are a few levels. The opponents Ning Qi encountered were all kinds of strange races. Among them was a centipede that was tens of miles long. It was so poisonous that Ning Qi was almost poisoned to death. Tianjiao, who could only break through the eleventh level, was defeated by it.

But now the centipede's body is already in Ning Qi's space package, its body is used for refining weapons, and its poisonous glands are used for refining alchemy, which are the best choices.

"The thirteenth level, why is it so weird?"

Ning Qi's eyes fell on a house in the distance, and there were desolate mountain roads nearby. As soon as he arrived here, this house attracted Ning Qi's attention.

Is it possible that there are people living here?

Or the guy guarding the thirteenth level is a monk?

"After hundreds of years, someone finally came here again, little friend, please come in."

A soothing voice sounded in Ning Qi's ear.

Ning Qi was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked directly towards the small courtyard, no matter what tricks the other party was trying to show, he would always face it.

When people came to the yard, the gate opened by itself. The yard was not big, only four or five rooms. As soon as the gate was opened, an old man could be seen sitting at the stone table in the center with a smile on his face, holding a A book, his right hand patted his thigh lightly, seeing Ning Qi, he raised his eyes slightly, smiled at Ning Qi: "Little brother, you are welcome to sit here."

"Senior, are you the guard of the thirteen gates?"

Ning Qi walked up to the old man and sat down, straight to the point.

"yes."

The old man nodded with a smile, and frankly admitted that he just looked at Ning Qi from the corner of his eye, and his real attention was still on the ancient book in his hand, as if there was a very delicious pastry on it, and he was eating it with relish.

"Then what do I need to do to pass this pass?"

Ning Qi smiled, and glanced at the ancient book, there was not a single word on it.

"Just chat with me. If I let you pass, it's just pass. If I don't let you pass, you don't pass."

The old man smiled lightly.

The air in front of Ning Qi suddenly became moist, and then, an ice crystal cup condensed out in front of Ning Qi at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gust of hot air from inside, and the tea was yellow-orange and crystal clear, exuding a faint fragrance of tea. There seemed to be a whirlpool inside, with a few pieces of tea swirling inside.

A look of vigilance flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, he didn't see where the tea came from from the beginning to the end.

"Little brother, drink."

The old man smiled lightly.

Ning Qi smiled slightly, picked up the teacup and drank it down. There seemed to be a hint of distress in the eyes of the old man, and he said to Ning Qi: "You don't know how to taste tea."

"Senior, please enlighten me."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

The old man immediately taught Ning Qi a lot of tea-tasting methods. In the end, he looked Ning Qi up and down and said, "I know your parents."