Chapter 189 The Original Sword Root, the Beginning of Enlightenment

Author: BBQ without coriander

Chapter 189 The Original Sword Root, the Beginning of Enlightenment

Chen Feng, who witnessed the whole process of the clone killing Demon Lord Qingyang, couldn't help but swallowed. Although he couldn't understand how Demon Lord Qingyang died, and he didn't know what method the clone used, he could only feel

The sword's meaning was as mysterious as it was mysterious, but precisely because he couldn't understand it, he became even more in awe.

Chen Feng suddenly had an idea and murmured:

"With the method of Xiao Wu's avatar, the ancestor of the Jin family will be killed by the sword when he comes, right?"

This was Chen Feng's random statement. He never thought of turning around and looking at him, but said nothing.

Immediately, Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and the clone disappeared without a trace. Also disappearing with it was Demon Lord Qingyang's storage bag, which contained the goods of hundreds of merchants, as well as the magical tools, spiritual stones, treasures, etc. of hundreds of monks.

wait.

"Xiaowu, who was the senior just now?"

As soon as the clone disappeared, the frightening half-step Nascent Soul spiritual pressure also disappeared. Fang Lan quickly stood up and asked.

"I don't know either."

Chen Feng didn't say anything clearly, but after escaping from death, a group of people who became more alert gathered around him.

"Brother, please introduce me to the senior just now. Our Lin family is willing to redeem the goods just now at a high price."

"Brother Chen, feel free to ask for any conditions that senior just mentioned. That batch of goods is a gift from our Tongyuan Chamber of Commerce. I just want to pay homage to that senior just now."

"Brother Chen, as long as I get my magic weapon back, all other conditions are met! I will always remember my elder brother's kindness in the future!"

Chen Feng only felt hundreds of flies buzzing around him. Fortunately, he had been walking outside for many years and experienced many scenes. Shi Manman helped him turn around. After using the strength of nine cows and two tigers, he finally managed to cope with it.

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When he returned to the cabin, Chen Feng just breathed a sigh of relief. He still didn't know how to talk to his avatar, but he took the initiative to show up despite not wanting his avatar.

"You will practice with me for a while from now on. You can take care of these things. I only want materials related to Shili, and preferably precious materials.

If the value is insufficient, spiritual materials or exotic materials such as the core of a ten thousand year old tree can also be used."

The clone threw everything that Demon Lord Qingyang had collected to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was really dumbfounded. He never expected that the clone would be so straightforward and leave these items worth millions or even tens of millions of spiritual stones to him.

"That's not right, Xiao Wufen. It's your clone. I have to make the decision on so many things. Isn't this inappropriate?"

The clone itself was expressionless, but when he heard the word 'sir', he couldn't help but glance at Chen Feng, and his tone was no longer as cold as before.

"There is nothing inappropriate. These things were robbed by the Zhendan monk just now. I got them from him, so naturally they are mine.

I'll leave it to you to deal with it now, just let your hands and feet go.

If there are things you need here, you can take one or two for yourself, but once you start to practice swordsmanship, you should understand that for swordsmanship, except for your own swordsmanship, everything else can be said to be a hindrance."

Chen Feng's feeling before was even more obvious. The clone in front of him had really come to life, and had a completely different personality from his brother He Lian. The clone now felt very strange to him, but there was also a hint of familiarity in the strangeness.

This hint of familiarity did not come from He Lian, but from the fact that the other party taught him the way of swordsmanship.

Therefore, Chen Feng did not refuse anymore, holding the disciple's gift in his hand and said:

"Now that I understand what you mean, I just wonder how I should answer if an outsider asks about your name."

The clone frowned slightly when he heard this and murmured: "The main body wants to use the Tianyuan Guiyi Zhutian Sword Formation as the basis to expand the ten directions of swordsmanship. Although his talent is high, he is not the foundation of swordsmanship after all. I can only help him with this matter.

In this case, I will call myself ‘Sword Ten’.”

Ten of Swords?

This name sounds strange, but Chen Feng wouldn't dare to comment on it.

"Disciple understands, I pay my respects to Master Sword Seat."

Chen Feng immediately paid homage to him.

Then Chen Feng said again: "I would like to ask Lord Swordsman, if someone wants to meet you in person and pay a certain price, can you do it?"

"It wouldn't be a bad idea if you could help me exchange it for a fifth-level treasure material that contains the power of time."

Chen Feng nodded and wrote them down one by one, but when he was about to turn around and go out to deal with the materials, the clone called him.

"How should I call myself if an outsider is in front of me?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment and did not expect that the clone would ask such a question. He thought for a moment and said: "Sir Sword Seat can naturally call himself 'my seat'."

"How do those feudal lords call themselves?"

"It should be 'I'?"

"My seat? My Lord?"

After the clone chewed for a while, he murmured: "'I' still sounds better, but I'd better call myself myself first. I'll kill Xu Qingya with one sword and take away her title of title, and then I'll call myself myself."

This gentleman'!"

Chen Feng was frightened when he heard this. He couldn't get involved in these things, so he left quickly.

But when I walked to the door, I heard the clone say again:

"If I don't declare myself king of Jindan first, which alchemy cultivator would dare to speak out!

Well, let’s use this as a way to hone our swordsmanship.”

Chen Feng hurried out and closed the door. The moment he closed the door, he seemed to hear a faint laughter. The laughter contained joy, as if he had found the direction from the confusion. The kind of heartfelt joy.

Three months later.

Jian Shi looked at the clear and transparent sword light that was only the size of a fingernail floating in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

"With the sword embryo refined from the 'Sands of Time', the sword power of the Sword of Time will be further improved."

After the Qingyang Demon Lord plundered the Yunliu treasure boat, the traveling caravan was naturally unable to continue. When it returned to Chixiao Immortal City for repairs, a famous deacon from the Yunliu Chamber of Commerce came to visit him in person, and offered six, two, and five level treasures to the time.

Sha' got his own belongings back, and at the same time he thanked Jian Shi for his kindness.

Otherwise, if a whole boatload of people were really robbed by Demon Lord Qingyang, this traveling caravan might not be able to continue its operations in the future.

Jian Shi took another look at the more than a dozen materials of various sizes in front of him. Some of them were treasure materials, some were spiritual materials, and they were all materials that contained the power of time. Chen Feng had bought them back with that batch of goods.

"These things will be left to the main body to deal with later. He has always wanted to refine a time cauldron, and these materials should be enough."

Jian Shiyi raised his hand, put away all the things in front of him, then raised his head and looked at Chen Feng and said:

"You have done a good job in this matter. Now that everything is done, you can inform Shopkeeper Shi that you can set off. I will accompany you."

Chen Feng nodded repeatedly and immediately went to make arrangements.

An hour later, outside Chixiao Immortal City, a stream of aqua-blue light rose into the sky and headed towards the Black Mountain.

But it was Fang Lan who was driving the cold water boat, carrying Shi Manman, Chen Feng, and the rest of the escort team.

More than half a month later.

The group of people approached the edge of Black Mountain. Pi Xiu, who had experienced interception and killing in the past, couldn't help but look at Chen Feng and said:

"Brother Feng, is that adult really following you?

In today's Black Mountain, there is a lurch every five miles and a kill every ten miles, so let's just break in."

Pixiu, who has silver hair, is already very old. After experiencing the failure of foundation building, he has lost the spirit of his early years.

And it wasn't that he was timid, it was just that he didn't know what he was doing. He couldn't feel the aura of the Master of the Ten Swordsmen at all.

Chen Feng didn't answer, but just moved his eyes slightly. Jian Shi was sitting next to him, but no one else could see him.

Even though Jian Shi closed his eyes, Chen Feng seemed that everything around him was under the influence of Master Jian Shi, and he couldn't help but said to Pi Xiu:

"Old Pi, do you really like being enveloped by the aura of the golden elixir monk? The feeling of spiritual pressure is not pleasant."

The old-skinned man has matured and said with a smile: "Aren't I thinking that if Master Jianshi releases his breath, then the robbery cultivators from Black Mountain will not dare to step forward to cause trouble? Let's save some time."

Just as he finished speaking, Lao Pi suddenly heard a faint voice in his ears.

"rational."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of half-step Yuanying's breath exploded, and the torrential spiritual pressure made people breathless.

Fortunately, this spiritual pressure avoided everyone on the ship, but it still made Lao Pi and others tremble with fear.

With such powerful external spiritual pressure, the black mountain cultivators naturally did not dare to come forward to seek death.

The group of people walked forward for more than ten days and reached the edge of the Lancang River. Jian Shi finally put away his spiritual pressure and became breathless again, making it impossible for anyone to detect his presence.

"Hong Seong-jin is missing?"

Wuling.

Inside Hongjiazhai.

Chen Feng frowned and looked at Hong Chengbao in front of him, as if he was trying to discern whether the other person was telling the truth or a lie.

"Senior Chen, I am really not lying to you. More than half a year ago, my sister suddenly disappeared. My father and I mobilized everyone to search for her for several months, but there was no clue at all."
To be continued...