Chapter 335

In the martial arts school.

Yi Feng sat down on the small bench and made a bow and arrow.

"Yes!"

"Perfect."

After the production, Yi Feng was very satisfied.

Then he made some herbs and stirred them up to make an anesthetic.

He made it carefully.

Then he went out with anesthetics and bows and arrows.

There are many things to be prepared to create the mountain gate. For example, the small back mountain can't be occupied by monsters. We have to get some wild animals to lock them in as a cover.

Yi Feng wanted to catch some wild animals when he went out this time.

Of course, Yi Feng also knew that these beasts could not frighten the real cultivators.

Good thing.

After Yi Feng opened the mountain, he didn't plan to accept those disciples who have good talents and can practice. At best, you can fool the one who has ordinary talent or can't practice, but still wants to be a cultivator.

Fool a hundred and finish the task.

Recently, it seems that the broken system saw Yi Feng's efforts, so it opened a new function for him.

That is to be able to test other people's talents.

So Yi Feng tried Zhong Qing first.

"Ding."

"Detected object: Zhong Qing."

"Talent: normal."

After testing Zhong Qing, Yi Feng, who had just left the door, saw several old men selling tofu.

So Yi Feng couldn't help testing again.

"Ding."

"Detected object: Zhou Wu."

"Talent: garbage."

The system feeds back Yi Feng's voice.

"Detect Lao Li."

Yi Feng transfers objects.

"Ding."

"Detected object: Li Tian."

"Talent: garbage."

After testing the two people, Yi Feng couldn't help but test the other old men again. All of them were rubbish without exception.

Walking on the street, Yi Feng may be curious about the new function, and he is detecting it all the way.

Garbage, garbage, are all garbage, let alone excellent. Even there is no ordinary talent comparable to Zhong Qing.

"I thought my apprentice was rubbish, but I didn't expect that most people are more rubbish than him."

"It seems that people who can cultivate are really one in a million. Most people are rubbish without cultivation talent!"

Yi Feng couldn't help feeling that he probably had a bottom for these talents.

Ordinary talents, such as his apprentice Zhong Qing, can't get into the Castle Peak gate.

I'm afraid the ordinary excellent level is the cultivator.

Then he walked towards the shogunate mountains with a bow and arrow on his back.

At this time, an old man came out of the dark and stared at Yi Feng's back.

"Little beast."

"Mortal, you are a mortal."

"It's really hateful. I think you killed the cultivation of the six life emperor of yanlao devil hall."

"But fortunately, I'm the one who died. Otherwise, I'll really let you go unpunished."

He said gnashing his teeth.

His face was full of hatred and suffocation.

He was the burning old devil who was shot several bricks by Yi Feng and stabbed to death by Yi Feng's sword in the immortal ruins.

After he died at the immortal relic, his real body rushed over from Zhongzhou nonstop and was about to practice Yi Feng into a stick.

"Little bastard, stop."

He went out directly and drank coldly to Yi Feng.

Yi Feng paused and looked back at the man.

"Tut Tut, little bastard, you can't imagine that I'm still alive. I was careless and died at your hands that day!" The burning old devil said coldly, "but today is not the same day, so today is your death."

What he didn't expect was that Yi Feng was indifferent to his threat.

This makes the Yan old demon color colder and colder.

Did this little bastard not expect the severity of the matter? Didn't he know he was facing the Revenge of a cultivator?

"Little bastard, I'm curious. You're not afraid of me?" The burning old devil said heavily.

"Do I know you?"

Yi Feng scratched his head and couldn't help asking.

Wen Yan.

The burning old devil couldn't help choking.

Feeling this little bastard can't remember who he is. No wonder he's not afraid to see him.

"Well, well, since you forget who I am, I'll help you remember." The burning old devil said coldly.

But half said.

He was directly interrupted by Yi Feng.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in who you are. I have to keep going."

Yi Feng said with an expressionless face, and then continued on his way with a bow and arrow.

"You..."

"You, you little bastard."

The Yan old devil's whole body trembled, gnashing his teeth and shouted, "little bastard, I'll help you remember. My name is Yan old devil!"

"Burning old devil?"

Yi Feng looked back at him solemnly.

Meditate hard.

After a long time, his eyes finally brightened and shouted, "I remember, you are that, that..."

Seeing this, the burning old devil smiled coldly.

Did the little bastard finally remember who he was? In the face of his revenge, the little bastard should be afraid.

But Yi Feng's next words almost didn't kill him.

"Are you the mountain bandit who robbed the road on the way to Nansha last time?"

The old devil trembled.

He wanted to torture Yi Feng and let Yi Feng feel the fear before he died, but the little beast didn't think of who he was and didn't feel afraid at all.

only.

It doesn't matter.

Directly suppress it with strength.

In the face of absolute strength, it will also make the little bastard feel enough fear.

"Today, you die."

He gave a cold drink and raised his hand to attack Yi Feng.

This posture made Yi Feng a little flustered.

So he quickly started the system to detect the talent of the burning old devil.

"Ding!"

"Test object: inflammatory old devil."

"Talent: Super garbage."

Listening to the sound of the system, Yi Feng couldn't help being surprised.

"Oh, Huo."

"There's a talent for super garbage."

"Mom, my talent is rubbish. The old men around me can't compete. They still want to stop me. I'm tired of living!"

Yi Feng didn't panic at all.

Unhurried, he picked up the bow and arrow in his hand, pulled the bow and shot it out.

"Boom!"

The burning old devil fell to the ground, pumping animals all over and foaming in his mouth. At the same time, his eyes twinkled with a thick disbelief.

How?

How is that possible?

How could he be knocked to the ground by an arrow from a mortal, even without the ability to parry?

What the hell is going on!

He roared in his heart, stared at the eyes that were about to burst, and stared at Yi Feng who looked down at him.

Yi Feng touched his chin with his palm and looked down at the old devil.

"I remember wrong. You should not be the mountain bandit. The mountain bandit is a one eyed dragon."

"But you do look familiar, but I can't remember who you are."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"Just consider you a mountain bandit!"

Thinking in a whisper, Yi Feng made up another arrow to the burning old devil.

The burning old devil lost his vitality directly.

I didn't understand why I was planted in the hands of this mortal again.

After killing the old devil, Yi Feng continued on his way, feeling a little happy.

"The system seems to have become a lot more reliable."

"At least the detection and repair function doesn't look like cheating."

That's not true. Just now, the system detected that the talent of the goods was super garbage, and sure enough, the weak was pitiful and fell down with one arrow.

"It will be much more convenient in the future!"

Yi Feng couldn't help feeling.

Over the years, he has been honest. In fact, he is afraid of meeting that kind of hidden cow force character and killing himself.

With this detection function, you can first detect each other's talent in case of contradiction.

Those with less than excellent talent can do it directly and don't have to be counselled any more.

After all, what's to be afraid of ordinary people who are excellent, that is, his disciples?

Anyway, it's rubbish that can't be cultivated!