"It is said that the cave of Xinghan Yushi's former years was here, but unfortunately it was not left behind after all, otherwise it would be known its origin."

In front of a mountain thousands of feet high, Lin Qing swept back and forth a few times without any trace, and his eyes wrinkled slightly.

A few days ago, while investigating the secret realm of Tianlu, he also asked about the information of Xinghan Yushi.

It has to be said that although his deeds are only one Jiazi, his reputation is beyond imagination. After a little investigation, Lin Qing even found out the location of his cave in the past.

Thinking of the weirdness of the silver magic sword, the red snake formed a pill and immediately rushed here.

Unfortunately, this mountain has already changed its owner. It looks like a family, and the family is quite large. The one who opened a cave on the side of the mountain was a Jindan stage monk.

Of course, it was just a low-grade golden elixir, and even did not respond to Lin Qing's divine consciousness.

In addition, the martial arts that this family is mainly practicing are also completely different from the spiritual power and breath of the silver magic sword. It is impossible to have the inheritance of Xinghan Feather.

Judging from this, either the Xinghan Feather has not left any inheritance at all, or it is considered that the inheritance has been cut off. After all, the Xinghan Feather has been born too short, and he has to be busy dealing with the tribulation. Even if there is a inheritance, it is difficult to arrange it properly.

"Or, it may be hidden so that you can have the opportunity to be safe."

After a few thoughts flashed, Lin Qing changed his figure and wandered around the island again. It was not until half a day later that he shook his head and disappeared silently on the island.

After returning to Cangkong Island, it was more than a month later. After a visit to Yuan Wuzong, he saw that no one had been here, so Lin Qing simply went to Lei Zhengguang's side a little in advance.

With less than a month left before the trading conference, it seems that it has begun to get busy here.

In the market, there are endless streams of monks coming and going, and sometimes there will be demon clans in the Killing Pharmacy stage and monks in the Golden Pharmacy stage flying through the sky.

On the side of the road, every three or five feet away, there is a stall, either magic medicine, or various magical tools, and there are quite a lot of alchemy and refining materials. At first glance, they are actually a bit extraordinary.

"Senior, it's this. Fellow Daoist, take out the silver essence quickly."

At a corner, a man and a woman stopped. The woman first said respectfully to the man, and immediately urged the stall owner in front.

"Don't worry, I have already promised Miss Chen, how could Zheng repent?" The stall owner was a black-faced man. He smiled at him, but he didn't dare to be really presumptuous, so he raised his hand and took out a piece of silver metal.

At this time, the man in black beside the woman waved his hand, and with a whirlpool, the silver metal flew out of the stall owner's hand.

Involuntarily, the stall owner's expression changed, but his eyes were fixed on the man in black, but he did not speak.

"Yes, if there is still, please let her notify me. In addition, if the number is enough, you can also choose one of my magic weapons." After a man in black looked at it, he flipped his hand and put away the silver metal. With a blink of an eye, two top-grade Yuanshi flew out and landed in front of the stall owner.

The expression finally subsided. He waved his sleeves and put away Yuan Shi. The stall owner laughed and said, "I know what you mean by senior. If you can receive these again, you will definitely contact Miss Chen as soon as possible."

The man in black smiled faintly and nodded, then turned around and left. Then, the beautiful woman surnamed Chen also hurriedly followed.

"One piece of iron spirit and two pieces of silver spirit. According to what you said that day, since you have found three pieces for me, you can ask for a suitable condition. Tell me, what do you want?" After a while, after walking out of the market, the man in black said lightly.

Upon hearing this, the beautiful eyes of the woman surnamed Chen couldn't help but lit up, and she said, "Qi Meng wants to learn the breath-catching technique of her senior."

But she said it carefully, but there was still some uneasiness on her face.

The breath-catching technique? The man in black looked at the woman surnamed Chen thoughtfully, then smiled and shook his head: "If you change the conditions, almost all the secret techniques I have practiced have the method of divine forbidden, and they cannot be taught to outsiders easily."

Easy! There are exceptions! After all, the person who achieved the top grade golden elixir in front of him was the best, and even her master had to be courteous to her. Even the method of divine ban will have limited impact.

However, she just helped find three silver spirits and the like, and it was impossible for this person to make an exception.

"Then Qi Meng wants a magic weapon that can have some effect in the demonic disaster." The woman surnamed Chen said again after pondering.

This time, the man in black nodded happily: "I have a magic sword. After I refine it with the elixir fire, it will be of some use to you. You will come to my cave again at this time tomorrow to get the sword."

As he said that, as soon as the man in black raised his sleeves, a green magic sword flashed past the woman's eyes.

The faint fluctuation of spiritual power is supposed to be the natal magic weapon of a certain monk. The materials are not simple. If this person refines it himself, if he encounters danger in the demonic disaster, it will not really be effective.

Zhan Yan, a woman surnamed Chen, smiled and bowed and said, "Thank you for your kind gift, Qi Meng will continue to inquire about what you want."

The man in black smiled and nodded, and then his figure disappeared silently.

Then the woman returned to the market again.

"This kind of local snake is still useful... and there are still eleven pieces missing. This trading conference should be enough to collect all of them. Well, but the top-grade Yuanshi has to save some use, or it can refine some formations and prohibitions. I believe that for these cultivators in the magical power realm, the attractiveness of the Yin-Yang Array is still great enough."

The man in black is Lin Qing.

After coming here early, he could not help but visit Lei Zhengguang, but unexpectedly, the female disciple Lei Zhengguang, also known as the monk named Chen Qimeng, took the initiative to come to visit him.

The woman came from the Chen family of a monk family in the nearby sea. The Chen family was attached to the Cangqiong Gate, so she had been worshipping the Cangqiong Gate since she was a child. After Jin entered the Divine Power Realm, she was then taken under the sect by Lei Zhengguang.

After understanding and roughly figuring out the purpose of this woman, Lin Qing did not directly refuse her out. Such a local snake was still useful, so he immediately entrusted her to acquire the iron spirit and silver spirit.

Chen Qimeng is indeed capable. In seven or eight days, there was never a place on the stall, but she forced three pieces out of some people.

In this way, Lin Qing would not be stingy. The price of two top-grade Yuan stones is much cheaper than the ones he had purchased.

However, the top-grade Yuanshi has always been a shortage. Although he still has some, eight years later, in that secret realm, it will definitely be inseparable!

Refining some formations in exchange for them can also be sold directly... A thought flashed, Lin Qing's figure suddenly ripped out, and then the aura on his body became extremely gloomy, and a strange poison was faintly revealed, and his cultivation level also dropped from the Golden Pill Stage to the Soul Stage.

"Hey, if Old Demon Li saw me like this, I don't know what I would feel."

With a strange laugh, Lin Qing's figure shook and turned back to the market.

Refining materials for inverting Yin-Yang arrays is not too rare. After a while, he received better.

"Um?"

However, as he was walking outside the market, Lin Qing suddenly felt a move in his heart and looked at the sky.

A huge cloud was pressing towards me, and it was still far away. In a flash, it flew closer.

I saw a demon turtle hundreds of feet tall in the center of the dark clouds.

The giant armor of this turtle is as dark as iron, and there is a single horn on its head like a dragon, and its four legs are as thick as a pillar of heaven. The demonic aura soars into the sky.

"The Old Demon Xuanyuan!" Lin Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. The turtle demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon's demon is undoubtedly there.

"Huh?" Without looking at it, Lin Qing withdrew his gaze, but at this moment, suddenly, his heart jumped again, raised his head and looked over again.

There are still people!

On the back of the old demon Xuanyuan, there was actually a woman in white sitting.

Weird breath.

As soon as he saw this woman, Lin Qing's mind couldn't help but shake.

"What awesome... charming technique?" He narrowed his eyes and quickly came back to his senses. Slowly, Lin Qing looked away, and a taboo flashed in his heart at the same time.

It shouldn't be specifically targeted, but at a glance, his mind could shake... This woman's danger is probably not under the Xuanyuan Old Demon.

"Is it a Nascent Soul Cultivator or a demon clan in the transformation stage?"

With a flash of thought, Lin Qing stopped looking at it and then shook himself away from the market.

...

"The Golden Pill Cultivator of the Human Race."

On the back of the demon turtle, Lin Qing's eyes turned away, a smile appeared on the cold face of the woman in white, which seemed pure, but also stunning. It matched her peerless face and was fascinating.

"Huh?" And this light smile had just happened to last a lifetime, and the woman's eyes suddenly flashed again, and a look of surprise flashed by in a vague way.

"Brother Feng, I'll leave first." With a chuckle, the woman's cherry lips opened and a sound came out.

"My ninth sister is waiting for you for your brother." The demon's voice was low and cold again.

The woman smiled and nodded, and then, like a phantom, her figure disappeared into the sky.

"Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique! It is worthy of being the first illusion of my demon clan." The demon narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could not even notice the whereabouts of the woman. Of course, his divine consciousness did not fully activate.

"But, can it make Jiu Mei interested? Is it a human being? Or something?"

A strange color flashed by, and the demon suddenly let out a long roar, and his huge body shrank, and then a flash of black light turned into a sturdy man seven feet tall, and on his back was still carrying a tortoise shell.
Chapter completed!