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In addition, in the cultivation of the Immortal Life Technique, he has already broken through to the first level of the second stage of the Divine Power Realm.
The Barrett sniper rifle left behind by Ye Qingmei can indeed be called a weapon ahead of its time.
However, the path of cultivation that Chen Qingfeng is taking is also a path of cultivation that transcends the times.
"Brother Chen, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"Could they really be thinking of rebelling against Emperor Qing?"
Fan Xian looked at Chen Qingfeng with a serious expression, his heart churning with emotions.
He remembered clearly that before he even met Chen Qingfeng, the latter had asked him in a letter whether he dared to rebel together.
Nowadays, everything Chen Qingfeng does demonstrates that he is working towards this goal.
Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:
"Young Master Fan, how about I borrow this for a bit?"
"Snapped!"
Upon hearing Chen Qingfeng's words, Fan Xian quickly closed the black leather case, his face full of vigilance, and said:
"Didn't you just say that this thing is useless to you?"
"Why are you already thinking about it?"
Fan Xian knew very well that the Barrett in the box was a weapon that transcended this era.
They might even be able to instantly kill a Grandmaster.
He wouldn't easily hand over something like that to someone else.
Seeing that Fan Xian was very cautious, Chen Qingfeng explained:
"It's of no use to me."
"However, I plan to train Ruoruo to use it."
"You're Ruoruo's brother, so I don't think you'll refuse, right?"
Fan Xian's expression turned even more unpleasant upon hearing this.
It's not hard to tell from Chen Qingfeng's words that Fan Ruoruo seems to have gotten involved in some things as well.
"No."
"I can use this too."
Seeing that Fan Xian refused, Chen Qingfeng smiled and said:
"You can not."
"Your identity alone is enough to attract attention."
"Besides that, your hands... aren't as steady as Ruoruo's!"
Fan Xian was stunned, staring intently at Chen Qingfeng.
5. Chen Qingfeng paid no attention to this and continued:
"From the moment you embarked on your journey to Kyoto, you have stepped into a vortex."
"I want to get out of this vortex."
"Then...you must listen to me!"
"do you understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qingfeng suddenly reached out and patted Fan Xian on the shoulder.
With that strike, Fan Xian's heart trembled.
For some reason, he was somewhat lost in thought at that moment.
In a daze, I seemed to feel an invisible pressure, as if it were something I was born with, something that had existed since I was in my mother's womb.
After a moment of hesitation, Fan Xian subconsciously nodded and agreed.
"Okay, here you go."
Chen Qingfeng smiled with satisfaction.
Thinking to himself, he realized that when he was still a fetus, his suppression of Fan Xian had been somewhat effective.
After chatting with Chen Qingfeng for a while, Fan Xian said goodbye and left.
Before leaving, Chen Qingfeng asked Fan Xian to tell Fan Ruoruo to come find him.
"Strange, why...why did I agree?"
Stepping out of the courtyard, Fan Xian scratched his head in a daze, unable to understand why he had agreed so hastily.
……
Soon, Fan Ruoruo contacted Chen Qingfeng.
"Brother Qingfeng, my brother said you wanted to see me?"
Chen Qingfeng nodded, picked up the black leather suitcase with one hand and pulled Fan Ruoruo with the other, and headed outside.
"Where are we going?"
Chen Qingfeng said with a smile:
"Let's go to the outskirts of Kyoto, I'll teach you something tough!"
Fan Ruoruo exclaimed in surprise, muttering to herself:
"So fast?"
……
Not long after, Chen Qingfeng brought Fan Ruoruo to the outskirts of Kyoto.
He didn't hesitate and opened the box.
"Ok?"
Fan Ruoruo looked down and asked, puzzled:
"what is this?"
Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and replied:
"Barrett, a weapon ahead of its time."
"If used properly, it can kill a Grandmaster!"
These few simple words left Fan Ruoruo, who was standing to the side, dumbfounded.
"A weapon? Capable of killing a Grandmaster? Beyond its time?"
Fan Ruoruo said in a daze, her face full of disbelief, and couldn't help but look into the box again.
The black Barrett gun lay still, its metal casing gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Shocked, Fan Ruoruo crouched down and carefully touched the gun with her delicate hand; the touch was cold and unfamiliar.
Next, Chen Qingfeng demonstrated to Fan Ruoruo how to use the Barrett sniper rifle.
He raised the gun and aimed it at an ancient tree in the distance.
Pull the trigger!
"boom!"
A deafening gunshot rang out.
At the same time, a huge hole was blasted into the trunk of the ancient tree in the distance, and wood chips flew everywhere.
Fan Ruoruo froze on the spot, her pupils contracted sharply, and her lips trembled slightly.
"Wow...what a terrifying power!"
"Does such a terrifying weapon exist in this world?"
Chen Qingfeng put away his gun, turned to look at her, and smiled slightly: "Want to learn?"
Fan Ruoruo's breathing quickened, her eyes filled with both shock and excitement.
"If Brother Qingfeng wants me to learn, then I will learn!"
Chen Qingfeng smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll teach you."
Next, Chen Qingfeng began to teach Fan Ruoruo how to hold a gun, aim, and shoot.
During this time, there was naturally a lot of physical contact. Chen Qingfeng could feel the softness of Fan Ruoruo's body and smell a faint fragrance.
Fan Ruoruo learned very quickly, and in a short period of time she had already mastered a lot.
"Brother Qingfeng, can you tell me why we have to learn this?"
Chen Qingfeng smiled meaningfully and said:
"You'll find out later."
……
at the same time.
Xingqing Palace, inside the Imperial Study.
Emperor Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze coldly fixed on the window.
The Crown Prince's scandal has already spread throughout Kyoto, and the public's opinions are hard to silence, causing the royal family to lose face.
"Your Majesty, Dean Chen has arrived."
At this moment, Hong Sixiang came forward to report.
Emperor Qing withdrew his gaze and looked back to see Chen Pingping pushing his wheelchair forward.
"I am here to see you, Your Majesty!"
Before ascending the throne, Chen Pingping bowed to Emperor Qing.
Emperor Qing nodded, and without beating around the bush, went straight to the point: