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Qin Feng had already reached the great circle of qi refinement, but it was hard to say if it was a blessing or a curse. The Blue Spirit Sect seemed to have other intentions towards him, and if he suddenly reached the great circle of qi refinement, the sect would definitely pay attention to him, and his secret would be discovered. So, he had to first find something that could hide his cultivation, and he had to hide it from the consciousness of the cultivators below. Qin Feng felt that it was extremely difficult for him to avoid the consciousness of a person below a great cultivator. After all, he was only at the Qi Refining stage, and even if he had it, it would be very difficult to get it. Qin Feng felt a bit awkward, but the haze disappeared in an instant. After all, he had gone from a trash to a genius. Qin Feng quietly lay on the bed.

Qin Feng rubbed his nose and thought to himself: "I can't think of a way to continue like this, but now it's better to look at the situation inside my body first. I don't know what the balls look like now, but when I think about it, Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and used the Internal Inspection Method to examine the inside of his body. The balls were dim and lifeless, but the Qi Sea was surging and majestic. Qin Feng quickly gathered his consciousness and imprinted it onto the character. A golden light immediately appeared and a secret art appeared in his mind: it was a skill to hide one's cultivation. Qin Feng was overjoyed, this was undoubtedly a skill to hide one's cultivation, and after memorize it, Qin Feng withdrew his consciousness and his face paled. It was obvious that he didn't have enough consciousness, so Qin Feng took a deep breath and started to read the skill in silence, slowly adjusting his mind.

This secret technique wasn't that hard to learn. It was to put the illusion in the golden ball into one's own Qi Sea and then hide a portion of it from cultivators three realms above him. Qin Feng sighed, this technique was simply tailor-made for him, and he wanted nothing more than to kiss the golden ball. Qin Feng sat cross-legged, and his spirit sense slowly moved towards the golden ball. Then, he forced the illusion into his aura sea, and after an hour, Qin Feng looked at him with satisfaction. It was actually Qi Refinement Stage Level 3, and this wasn't considered trash anymore.

After that, he happily went to find his master. On the way, he naturally met many people and they all displayed an expression of surprise. Qin Feng couldn't help but look down on them. After a while, they arrived in front of his master's cave. An old gatekeeper stood in front of the door. Qin Feng walked up and saw that the old man was only at the 5th level of Qi Refining. The old man naturally recognized Qin Feng, so he went in to report.

After Qin Feng walked into the cave, he found his Master sitting on the stone table, drinking tea.

"Master, your disciple has a request." Qin Feng bowed and said, "What do you have?" You? "Third level of the Refinement Realm?" Chang Ri said in shock, "Your disciple was slow, and after training for a few months, I have finally reached the 3rd level of the Refinement Stage." Qin Feng secretly let out a breath of relief. After all, he wasn't sure if he could hide from his master's consciousness.

"Good, you are truly worthy to be my disciple. Your diligence can make up for your incompetence. Not bad." Chang Ri smiled and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder. "What are you here for this time?"

"I wanted to go to the secular world to buy some necessities, so I came to request a leave of absence from you." Qin Feng said, "Okay, if you want to go, go. When you go back, you must cultivate well and not slack off. There are only two months until the Large Competition. You must not embarrass yourself." "Master, your disciple will take his leave now." Qin Feng said as he left with a troubled expression on his face: "What, you have something difficult to deal with?" Chang Ri curiously asked, "I am already at the 3rd level of the Qi Refining stage, and I can control a spirit treasure, but I have nothing. I am just afraid that if I lose the title of master, you will be called an iron rooster." Qin Feng had a bitter expression on his face: "You brat, speak. What type of weapon do you want? Master will definitely give you one." As a few hundred year old fox, he naturally saw through Qin Feng's intentions. Qin Feng said, "Axe?" I'll take a look. " Chang Ri closed his eyes and beckoned with his axe. A purple red axe fell to the ground as he smiled and asked, "Are you satisfied? "This is my master, uh, I forgot where I came from, but it should be pretty good. Although it's a low rank totem, with your 3rd level Refinement Qi cultivation, you can still barely use it." "Chang Ri's right hand held out another red bag." This is a storage bag. It would be inconvenient for you to buy things in the secular world. Just put it in here. "

"Thank you, Master." Thank you, Master. Qin Feng put the axe into his storage bag and hung it on his waist. Then, he bid farewell and headed towards the nearest small town. This was because Qin Feng had already thought of his secret weapon.

In front of the blacksmith shop, a youth was drawing something on a drawing. Needless to say, this youth was Qin Feng, and the image he drew was a pistol from the technology world, a grenade, an assault rifle, and even a howitzer. Qin Feng thought about it for a reason.

Qin Feng went to another grocery store and bought something to configure the gunpowder, then went back to the tavern to secretly configure the gunpowder. Qin Feng said: "Can I become some otherworldly gun god or something?" But he quickly rejected it because he could open his protective cover after reaching Foundation Establishment, so pistols and the like were useless. If he could get something like a nuclear weapon, then it would be a little useful, but those things were too complicated.

A few days later, Qin Feng went to the blacksmith shop and stored his secret weapon in his storage bag. He only left behind two grenades and a handgun on his waist as he happily returned to Qi Qiong Shan. Qin Feng was quite confident in his secret weapon. Suddenly, Qin Feng heard the sound of fighting, and he frowned. Qin Feng walked forward with large strides, and suddenly, a person stumbled towards Qin Feng. Qin Feng furrowed his brows, and a few people followed after him.