Chapter 115: The Fourth Floor of the Spiritual Rain
After staying in the lively crowd for a while, Wu Feng walked along the street to an weapon refining shop, where he saw a dazzling array of magical weapons hanging in countless styles.
"Sir, what would you like to order?" A beautiful woman behind the counter said softly.
Wu Feng asked: "Do you have a storage ring?"
The beautiful shopkeeper smiled sweetly and said: "Of course we have this. I wonder if you want a magic weapon-level storage ring or a magic weapon-level one?"
Wu Feng's heart moved and he said: "It's magic weapon level."
"If it's a magic weapon level, if the storage ring is destroyed, the contents inside will be lost in the space cracks." The beautiful woman blinked her eyes and kindly reminded.
Wu Feng smiled slightly and said, "That's it."
Seeing this, the beautiful woman could only nod her head and said: "The lower level magic weapon has a built-in space of one foot, the medium level magic weapon has a built-in space of three feet, and the upper level magic weapon has a built-in space of ten feet. Which one do you want?"
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"Medium." Wu Feng said without hesitation.
The beautiful woman nodded slightly and said: "A medium-sized magic weapon storage ring sells for one thousand spirit stones. Which style do you want?" After saying that, she took out a jade box from behind the counter and opened it. There was a large amount of storage inside.
Some of the rings are green and delicate, and some are pure silver like snow, each with its own characteristics.
Wu Feng randomly picked a dark silver one and said, "That's it." Then he took out ten second-grade spiritual stones and handed them to her.
The beautiful woman said coquettishly: "Does the young master need anything else?"
Wu Feng shook his head slightly. After putting the magic weapon storage ring on his middle finger, he immediately imprinted it with his spiritual thoughts. He immediately felt that there was a small breakthrough in the ring. If his spiritual thoughts extended into it, he could see a three-foot-long hole.
left and right space.
With a thought, Wu Feng's flying knives and spirit stones suddenly disappeared and appeared in the three-foot space in the storage ring.
After buying the storage ring, Wu Feng left the weapon refining shop without stopping, and then walked along the bustling urban area, wandering around casually.
"In this Luoxian City, even if someone is following you, you shouldn't dare to rob it." After Wu Feng wandered around for a while, he bought some refining materials for Huitian Dan in several medicinal shops, and then came to Baoding Pavilion.
, rented a purple gold cauldron and started refining it directly.
This time the Heavenly Pill contains rich spiritual power, which can speed up his cultivation.
One day later.
Wu Feng just came out of Baoding Pavilion. At this moment, he had changed into the red robe of Huayang Sect and adjusted his bones to restore his original appearance.
"If you can't get rid of the stalking of those who are interested in this, then this Taoist uniform can be a bit of a shock." Wu Feng's eyes flickered, and he walked along the street to the city gate, then directly drove away with his flying sword.
As soon as he left Luoxian City, he was completely cut off from safety. Wu Feng looked normal, but felt a little nervous in his heart. He accidentally put a Return to Heaven Pill in his mouth and galloped away with the Silver Rainbow Flying Sword.
Half a day later, the mountains of Huayang Sect were shaking in sight.
Wu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth. He didn't know whether it was because the order in the world of immortality was too good, or because he really got rid of the stalker. In any case, this time was really risky, so it would be better to be careful in the future.
Soon, he flew directly back to the Dongmen Peak, put away his flying sword, and quickly walked back to the back yam field.
"Sir!" Xiaolan stood next to the medicine field. When she saw Wu Feng coming back, she immediately ran over anxiously.
Wu Feng was startled for a moment, a bad premonition flashed through his heart, and he said in a low voice: "The medicine field has been ruined?"
Xiaolan was shocked and said: "Sir, how did you know..."
Whoosh!
Wu Feng's figure flashed, and he bypassed her and came to the medicine field. He looked around and saw that the eight acres of medicine fields were filled with bleak aura. Among them, some of the herbs in the two acres of medicine fields were unable to recover, as if they had withered.
There is no aura at all.
Wu Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said: "Who did it?"
Xiaolan said nervously: "I don't know, I was still watering the spirit rain yesterday, but when I woke up, it was like this."
Wu Feng stared at her and said, "How long have you been sleeping?"
Xiaolan's face turned pale and she lowered her head.
Wu Feng sighed softly, patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't be sad, you are not a cultivator. Others can make you sleep for three days and three nights with just a few small spells. It's not your fault."
Xiaolan trembled and looked at him with tearful eyes.
Wu Feng's eyes flashed and he said: "Besides, even if I don't tell you about this, I should know who did it."
Xiaolan couldn't help but asked: "Who is it?"
Wu Feng smiled slightly and said: "It's better that you don't know about this kind of thing. I brought you something by the way when I went out this time. Do you like it?" As he said that, he turned his palm over and the storage ring shone with light.
Flash, two things appeared out of thin air, namely an emerald hairpin and a box of rouge.
Xiaolan's eyes were wet and she choked with sobs: "Master, I didn't take good care of you this time. You..."
Wu Feng handed the thing into her hand and said, "You should step aside first."
Xiaolan held the thing in her hand and hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to disobey and resigned.
"Lao Zhang..." Wu Feng looked at the two acres of withered herbs with a cruel smile on his lips, "If I hadn't reached the fourth level of Lingyu, how could I have left the medicinal field!"
He squeezed out the magic formula with his fingers, muttered words in his mouth, and the spiritual power in his body poured out crazily from his palms. After a while, a large rolling dark cloud gathered in the sky!
This dark cloud almost covers the entire Dongmen Peak. Both the front peak and the back mountain are under the dark cloud at this moment.
"It's dark!"
"No, someone is casting a spell. Look, the sky in the distance is still clear!"
"No, who is so bold as to dare to make trouble here?"
The servants on the mountain peak, as well as the handyman disciples raising the spiritual beasts, all looked up at the sky with expressions of surprise.
And in a main hall on the front peak.
A graceful girl was leaning on the Taishi chair, with a large number of spiritual fruits beside her. She was holding a book in her hand and was reading it with relish. Suddenly, the sky darkened, blocking the light.
The girl looked up in confusion, with a trace of surprise in her eyes: "To have summoned such a large thundercloud, could it be the divine thunder art of the thunder system? Hey, no, this thundercloud actually carries the energy of a green wood..."
Her pupils suddenly shrank and she lost her voice: "Is it the fourth level of Lingyu Jue?"
At the same time, in a manor in the back mountain.
Lao Zhang was sitting on a stone bench, sipping tea leisurely, when suddenly the sky darkened and the dull rumble of thunder sounded.
He couldn't help being startled, looked up, and said in surprise: "Could it be that the little girl was casting a spell, and she was able to gather such a large thundercloud? It seems that her cultivation has improved a lot, and she should soon break through to
He must be in the realm of ghosts and immortals...Hey, there is actually the energy of green wood in this thunder cloud, could it be..."
His expression suddenly changed, showing an ugly look, and he immediately stood up and rushed out of the manor.