Just west of the city is Yuguang Mountain. The mountain rises slowly and throws a beautiful arc. The most powerful and richest people here live on this hillside.

Liuquan Villa is located halfway up the mountain, with red tiles raised among the lush green trees, which is elegant and charming.

Jiang Feng looked up and walked up the mountain road. Several carriages rushed past him in succession. Two of them had someone lifted the curtains and looked at him, leaving behind a series of ridiculous laughter.

Jiang Feng was unmoved and walked to the entrance of the villa while walking in a car.

The copper door was wide open, and two lions were sitting at the door. Jiang Feng was shocked at the sight.

The treasure maker was very keen on the judgment of materials. He could tell from a distance that the two lions were carved from fat jade!

Feiyu is a special ore. It has a good relationship with Mingli, but its texture is relatively fragile. It is usually used to make jewelry and is more precious. Such two pieces of Feiyu are placed here like this... The wealth of the aristocratic family is revealed calmly.

Jiang Feng walked to the door and handed over the request.

Zhuang Ding looked him up and down, opened it casually, and asked, "Where did you get the call?"

Jiang Feng smiled, neither arrogant nor dry: "Yu Shuizhou Taicang City."

Zhuang Ding looked at the invitation several times, finally snorted, waved his hand and said, "Get in!"

Jiang Feng was not angry at all, nodded to him, and walked in.

The Zhuang Ding murmured behind him, "Hmph, the country bumpkin can also take the lead..."

After all, he didn't wear the best new clothes to come to the banquet as Bai Guo said. He bought the most ordinary green martial arts uniform and cleaned himself.

Bai Guo wanted to protest, but Jiang Feng just smiled slightly. When he insisted, Bai Guo could not disobey it. She had to mutter: "Those people look down on others..."

Sure enough, only recognize clothes but not people. Is this the so-called foundation of aristocratic families?

He followed the guidance of the maid and servant and walked to a hall.

The manor looks a bit elegant from the outside, but it is a bit too luxurious inside, which disappoints him quite disappointed.

The hall was filled with short tables, each person and a table, sitting on the ground.

As soon as Jiang Feng entered, many eyes came over, and the voice of discussion was lowered at all and he didn't mean anything: "Who is this? Why are you dressed like this?"

"I heard that the leader of Yushuizhou's prefecture test is not from there, so I don't know where it comes from."

"Oh... it's not from there... But if you get such a boy, you have to train him well, right?"

A voice lowered and said in a low voice: "You, please speak quietly, don't let others hear it..."

"So what if I hear it? This is my home's place. My home's territory! I said it clearly. Today I invited someone who dared not come. Even the leader would not pass the palace test. Do you believe it or not?!"

"That's right, Huang Hu, who is the person you are from? What's the point of being insulted here!"

Jiang Feng looked over there and happened to meet someone's eyes.

When he saw this, he was slightly shocked.

The man was astonishingly tall. He was about nine feet tall, and the tall man next to him was only at his chest. To match his height, his figure was also very strong, with his limbs and chest muscles bulging, as if he was about to burst his clothes.

However, his aura was completely opposite to his figure.

He looked extremely humble and shrank in his seat. His eyes shrank, like a little rabbit who would jump up at any time. He was so useless to have this good figure.

He found Jiang Feng looking at him, and quickly lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to look up. After a while, he reluctantly raised his eyes and secretly looked at him.

At this time, someone finally came up to greet him.

A young man walked up to Jiang Feng, patted his shoulder, and smiled and said, "It's been quite early, it's good, it's quite honest!"

Jiang Feng Chen avoided his hand and smiled and said, "You think it's a normal person who should arrive on time." He looked around the hall and said regretfully, "It seems that not everyone thinks that."

The tables in the hall were still half empty, and obviously there were still many people not here. Jiang Feng had always been on time, and it was indeed almost time to post the indicated time.

He was neither soft nor hard, but the other party felt as if he had been stabbed by an invisible thorn. He looked up and down at Jiang Feng and sneered, "Good boy, he has a little temper!"

He took Jiang Feng to a remote mat, a little far away from the tables around him. He nodded to him carelessly: "Just sit here!"

Jiang Feng glanced around and actually sat down, looking calm.

The young man looked at him a few more times and returned to his companions. Then, Jiang Feng heard the whispers and conversations over there: "You must be careful, this kid feels a little unseen..."

"Hahahaha, Ji Eun, you're too careful! This kid is just an ordinary person with no background. What's there to worry about?"

Of course, Jiang Feng could hear that the ordinary people he was talking about was definitely not the kind who could not practice.

He just smiled, picked up the wine pot on the short table in front of him, poured himself a glass, and drank it himself.

After drinking a sip of wine, he immediately narrowed his eyes and murmured: "It's true that the wine is good!"

It was sweet and cool. When it entered the mouth, a fire line entered the stomach, and then it returned for a mellow and thicker one. It was not afraid of a family night banquet, but this was the best wine he had ever drunk in his life.

He shook his wine glass, and suddenly remembered Ning Changkong's peaceful turmoil.

That day, Ning Changkong wanted to make a few jars of Wushan*, but he left in pleasure and returned in disappointment. His family had a station in Taicang City. Even if Wushan** was rare, it was not a problem for him to have a few jars. But by chance, the jars of wine that he had finally retained were bought by the state yamen, so Ning Changkong had to come back empty-handedly and was teased by Pingsanshan for a long time.

Finally, Ning Changkong was angry and chased and beat the chasing the chasing mountain. He fled while making faces at him. Ning Changkong's body skills were not as good as chasing the chasing mountain. He could not catch up with him, so he coaxed Hong Cheng to chase and intercept him...

Thinking of the scene at that time, Jiang Feng couldn't help but smile on his lips.

Now that Pinghan Mountain is going to go to the Demon Army, Ning Changkong returned to the Ning family and set off from there, and got together again. I don’t know when it will be...

He drank another glass of wine, calmed down and looked around.

There are a total of fifty-four short pieces in the hall, symbolizing the fifty-four prefectures of the Zhu Tian Kingdom. The four prefectures in the middle, west, south, south, north and ten prefectures in the fourteen prefectures in the east.

There are fifty-four states, fifty-four leaders, one person and one person. Now only a small half are in the seat.

Just like I heard from Zeng Tao before. Half of the people here wore brocade clothes and applied powder on their faces, and were decorated even more delicately than women.

It's really not like a martial artist...

There were also some scattered seats nearby. Jiang Feng looked opposite, and there was a red curtain, and some faint breath came from behind the curtain.

When Jiang Feng looked over, he felt a look of his eyes and looked at him for a moment.

Obviously, someone behind the curtain was watching the situation in the hall. I don’t know who it was.

Before everyone arrived, the banquet would not begin for the time being. Jiang Feng waited quietly, without any anxiety on his face. He lowered his eyes and began to silently review the moves and moves of the Nine Sky Divine Thunder in his heart.

After training for a day today, he has successfully completed the first level. This level alone has a power that has exceeded the first optimization of the Thunder Palm. Jiang Feng found that some of the experiences in the Thunder Palm can also be used, how can we combine them...

Before he knew it, he fell into deep thought as if no one was around the noisy crowd.

I don't know how long it took, a loud noise suddenly came from nearby. Then, a huge force hit and rushed towards the desk in front of him. The wine pot and glass on the table shook a few times, poured towards Jiang Feng, and it was about to pour on him.

Jiang Feng didn't even lift his eyelids, and he gently pressed his hand on the ground. His whole body floated back as if he had no weight, then he folded and fell onto an open space.

The wine was poured on the ground, and he didn't splash even a drop.

A fight suddenly occurred near him just now, and a giant man was kicked away and just hit him in the direction. Now he is fine, his table and the porcelain have turned into pieces.

The giant man got up from the pile of debris, curled up and shrank to the side, murmured: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"It's useless to say sorry now. Why don't you get over and lie down!"

The person next to him laughed and said, "That's right, why don't you lie down for Mr. Gong! You're so thick and thick, it must be very comfortable to sit down!"

This giant man was exactly the one Jiang Feng saw before. His figure was taller than anyone he had seen, and he didn't know how to resist. He hugged in the corner and insisted: "No, no... I'm a human, not a stool..."

A man came over and smiled and carried his neck, and said perfunctorily: "Who didn't say you are not a human being? Isn't this a joke? You are too uncooperative!"

The giant man shook his head silently and firmly disagreed.

The man pulled him hard, and he sat on the ground without moving.

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows and noticed something strange.

The person who pulled him was the Li Ming martial artist, who was close to the Tianming warrior, and his strength was not weak. The giant man did not integrate the Mingxin seed, but was just an ordinary person. But no matter how hard the martial artist used, the giant man could not move at all while sitting on the ground!

No matter how tall he is, human power cannot be able to rival Mingli. But now it seems that as long as he persists, no one can pull him.

What's going on?

This body, this kind of strength... is definitely not something that ordinary people can have!

Jiang Feng squirmed in his arms for a moment, and Ye Xiao's voice said in his mind: "This person has the bloodline of the giant spirit god."

"Giant God?"

"One of the thirty-six ancient tribes is famous for its size and strength. Legend has it that when the giant spirit is at its peak, it can resist the 100,000 mountains with one shoulder... Looking at the child's appearance, his bloodline is thick and pure, and it is very likely that he is the bloodline of the ancestor!"

Jiang Feng didn't know what was shocked. After a while, he asked back: "Child?"

Ye Xiao said: "If I guess correctly, he should be only seventeen years old, about the same age as you."

Jiang Feng said in disbelief: "The seventeen-year-old ancestral bloodline has not yet merged with the Mingxin seed!?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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It can be a little easier...
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