If it were someone else, he would have been rushing to move his butt up at all costs. But when he arrived at Wei Yuan, he was still thinking about getting the benefits. He really didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick.

"You're so funny!"

Fu Qiunuan pulled Wei Yuan's sleeve and shouted in a low voice, "The benefits of becoming a sword slave are naturally indispensable. You are too snobbish when you ask this question here. That is the master of Nanshan Mountain and the most powerful figure in Taolin besides the ancestors. Can you pay attention to your words!"

"It's okay."

Surprisingly, Fu Qiufeng did not care about Wei Yuan's rudeness, but just chuckled, "You can see that you have a good talent and are likely to stand out among those people and become the new sword slave, so I am willing to talk to you more."

"As for the questions you asked, I can answer you now. Become a Taolin sword slave. You can inherit all the sword skills of the previous generation of sword slaves. This is a valuable property in itself. Moreover, the sword slave has a high status in the Taolin and is the backbone of the Taolin. Therefore, in order to improve your realm and strength, Taolin is willing to spend a lot of money and resources to cultivate you. You don't need to worry about your cultivation and growth in the future."

As he said that, Fu Qiufeng looked at Wei Yuan and smiled, "You must know that I have only seven slaves in Taolin. I only need great resources to support the cultivation of my strength. There are only three slaves in the boxing, stick and sword. So if you become a sword slave in Taolin, the cultivation resources you have will be even more terrifying than the elders of the Heavenly Palace. With your talent, I believe I will have the opportunity to use this as a foundation and explore the peak of eternal life."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan chuckled and said in a more amazing way, "I don't doubt what you said, but you must have some things you haven't said, I'm interested in those."

Wei Yuan's words even scared the Fist Nu and Fu Qiu Nuan. They obviously knew what Wei Yuan said. Isn't it just that the seven slaves in Taolin had no freedom, and were all about swords in Taolin Fu Qiu's hands. He was really brave. He was talking to the Lord of Nanshan in front of him in Taolin Taolin, and he was really a man who was not afraid of death.

Fu Qiufeng, who was above the main position, also had a rare frown slightly, but was taken by him in an understatement. He chuckled and continued, "You are indeed different from others, it's very interesting."

As he said that, he took a deep breath and continued, "Become one of the seven slaves in Taolin, you will naturally take Taolin Fuqiu as your destiny. What you do involves the overall situation of Taolin. Not everything can be done or anything can be said."

"What you mean is that from the moment I become a Taolin sword slave, I will no longer have my own freedom and will completely become a sharp sword in the hands of Fuqiu clan, right?"

Wei Yuan spoke indifferently.

"good."

Fu Qiufeng nodded and then said, "But before losing your freedom, you must first stand out from among those competitors and become a real sword slave."

After saying this, Fu Qiufeng took a deep breath, shook the folding fan in his hand, and continued, "You have to think clearly that how many people in this world are willing to give up their freedom to exchange for their cultivation resources without being able to do so. In the face of the cultivation resources, the word freedom has no value at all."

"That seems to you, it's different to me."

Wei Yuan spoke lightly.

Fu Qiufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "If you can really enter the ranks of the peak of eternal life, then you may not be as simple as a servant in Taolin. You will be promoted to a guest minister. The freedom you value will certainly be returned to you."

"Of course, if you don't have the courage to explore the peak of immortality while relying on the Taolin Resources, it would be a different matter."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly. The conversation between the two seemed to be light and calm, but it scared the fist slaves and Fu Qiu Nuan beside him into a cold sweat. He secretly gave Wei Yuan an unconscious thumbs up. I am afraid that even the peak monk of creation could not be able to talk to the Lord of Nanshan in the Peach Forest without changing his expression.

Moreover, the sharpness of the two people appeared in the middle of their words. Many times, the boxing slaves thought that the mountain master would suddenly kill people. After all, Taolin is not short of geniuses. Even if this young man is talented, he is only in the realm of the God-stricken realm. How can he challenge the mountain master?

Fortunately, after the conversation, Fu Qiufeng did not leave the main position, and Wei Yuan also stood there. The number of the two of them was so sharp that they were just a slightest. There was no accident, which made the boxer and Fu Qiunuan breathe a sigh of relief.

After the conversation was dull, Wei Yuan finally chose to run for the position of Sword Slave. It was not that he really planned to exchange free resources for resources, but just wanted to stay in Taolin with this reason. As for the position of Slave Slave, if he didn't want it in the end, there was a way to throw it to others.

After Wei Yuan left the main hall of the mountain master, Fu Qiufeng took a deep breath, his face calmed down, and after thinking for a while, he got up and left the hall and walked towards the back mountain.

The back mountain of Taolin is also a forbidden area. The reason is very simple, because the ancestor Fuqiu Youyou, who lives here, does not like to be disturbed, and generally only Fuqiu children can enter and exit.

Fuqiufeng walked along the mountain road to a small house with different styles in the back mountain. There were several vegetable fields outside the house. These were all the ancestors who personally opened the pit in their spare time. They did not plant any spiritual flowers and grass, but just some of the most common vegetables, fruits and melons.

At this time, the ancestor Fuqiu Youyou, who was in the Nanshan Mountains and even the entire Nanqiang, was working hard in the vegetable field with a hoe.

Fu Qiufeng first bowed to Fu Qiu, who looked like a farmer, before speaking, "Old ancestor, what do you think?"

Fu Qiu Youyou did not rush to answer, but put down the hoe, wiped his hands covered with soil on his body, picked a cucumber on the vine rack and took a bite, then smiled, "Don't guess, that kid is Wei Yuan. He thought he had concealed his identity and sneaked into my peach forest to avoid the old monsters who tried to possess the first article of Xuantian Baolu."

“The cleverness and courage are good.”

Chewing the cucumber, Fuqiu sat down leisurely and smiled, "But he still looked down on the eyes of us old people too low, and the hidden things were not perfect enough."

Hearing this, Fu Qiufeng raised his eyebrows and asked respectfully, "Then we..." "Don't do anything."

Before he could finish his words, Fu Qiu Youyou had already spoken to interrupt him.

“Why?

That's..." Just as he was halfway through his words, Fu Qiu Youyou, who was holding half of the cucumber, turned his head slightly and looked at him. It was just a glance. Fu Qiu Feng suddenly felt a chill behind him, and a terrifying chill that reached his heart spread throughout his body from the inside out.
Chapter completed!