Two hundred miles away, Lepingji, Zeng Family Guild Hall.
"Have you found out what happened to the ant nest?"
Zeng Baoxian, who was only thirty years old, was wearing a red python and gold robe, with his back to the crowd, shaking a splash-ink plum blossom folding fan, as if he was looking at the "Spring and Autumn Eternal Drunkenness" hanging on the wall. This two-foot-long scroll is from the Zeng Family Guild Hall.
The treasure of the museum was passed down to him by his great-grandfather. It is said that there is a secret of the Immortal Cave in the painting, but it has been passed down from generation to generation and nothing has been discovered.
"Ghostly Law Potion."
"It's interesting." He had heard of the name and knew what this potion represented. Although it was different from what he expected, the effect was the same. "Where did the potion come from?"
"Yun Zhongzi, or Bai Yao Lao Xian, or Bai Mu Lao Mu are also possible, but it is said that he washed his hands in the golden basin last month. But because of this, according to my guess, the magic potion is likely to come from his hands."
"No matter who it is, it's not someone that Old Man Zheng can afford to offend now," Zeng Baoxian smiled slightly, "Have they set off?"
"Master Bing, the Biyun Sect's troops just set out half an hour ago. Zheng Jiasheng personally led the team, bringing three foundation builders and a group of Qi training disciples. The inner sect is all empty."
"The strongest golden elixir, it's not bad, it's all about the family. It's interesting." He put away the folding fan in his hand, "It seems that the Seven Alliances are going to change."
"Master, do you want to go over and help?" Another elderly foundation-building monk asked worriedly.
"Help, of course we must help. The seven alliances are one, and they are connected with each other. Let the other five families set off. You go with Elder Liu immediately and bring ten Qi practitioners with you, but don't compete for the first place in everything."
"I obey." The old monk and several others retreated at the same time, leaving only one black-robed monk. He didn't kneel down at first, and had been standing aside, looking like he had an aloof status.
"Dugu, have you cleaned your hands and tail?"
"Don't worry, Master. The person who presented the Poison Technique has been laid out for many years. Unfortunately, he died at the hands of the demon cultivator a few days ago. Moreover, the Poison Technique is real and there will be no loopholes. Even Hou Shilong is convinced that he will.
Now we just wait for Biyun Sect to fight against Tianli Sect."
"The heat is not enough." Zeng Baoxian turned to look at the man in black, "You go to Luoying Gate to ventilate the air, and try to get them to fool Old Man Zheng and embolden him. Although the matter of the ant nest is not a big deal, you need to make a fuss carefully.
It's enough, after all, everyone knows about their feud, but remember not to reveal the true identity of our Chixia Sect."
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Pushing aside the withered yellow weeds half a person's height, and taking advantage of the upwind view of the high ground below, one could catch a glimpse of the searching monks in the distance. Two foundation-building leaders and no less than ten Qi-training followers seemed unable to force their way through.
This was already the third day that Jiang Feng had left the Black Ant Nest. He had used the "Aura of Light" and "Shadow Flash" three times in a row, but could not leave the scope of Stormrage Canyon.
The queen ant's poisonous sac finally fell into his hands, and naturally he couldn't avoid a hard battle before that. For this reason, he lost all the second-level talismans except the forbidden talisman because of the forced use of [Thunderbolt Lightning Slash], "Evil-Suppressing Peach Wood Technique"
The "sword" was also broken, as well as the bone-deep wound on his shoulder that had not completely healed.
Damn it!
A smelly black air rose up from the wound again. The blue sword of Qiu Xingjianxiu was violently toxic. Although it was not fatal to him at the Xuan level, it greatly delayed the healing of the wound and was accompanied by dissolution.
However, if he had not tried his best to exchange injuries for injuries and contain the sword cultivator, Pu Tiefeng would not have been able to kill the opponent easily. When his spiritual power was exhausted, melee combat power was too important, recalling
Pu Tiefeng was in a violent state of melee slashing, and Jiang Feng never wanted to fight another melee monk in his life.
Because the weapon was damaged, the sword cultivator's blue sword also belonged to Jiang Feng. It was quite strange for a demon cultivator who was bad at melee combat to hold a human-shaped sword.
And it’s not handy, it’s too heavy.
Although Pu Tiefeng insisted that the three of them act together, Jiang Feng still persuaded him to leave. Although Lin Qiaodie is not good at fighting, her natal skill is a space spell called [Nianli Qiankun], which can bring up to one person back to her own position.
In a safe place, if she hadn't trusted the bald Liu Sanbing before and was caught off guard to control her spiritual power, she wouldn't have been caught so easily.
Life is really good, Jiang Feng sighed. If this life was given to him, it would be more convenient to steal treasures. He can leave whenever he wants. However, he can only use it once a day, and he has to preset the location in advance, which is a pity.
He squatted here, boredly waiting for the ring to cool down, and did not dare to use his spiritual power and the forbidden talisman to open the storage bag of the red-faced foundation. The sound of the forbidden talisman was too obvious.
Whoosh
The human monks who were searching only felt the sound of wind in their ears, but turned around and found nothing. The next moment, Jiang Feng had appeared in another wilderness.
There was a low demonic beast roar in his ears. Did it reach the vicinity of ordinary monsters again? If the monster was more powerful, he would be the one who ran away. Jiang Feng looked at the big sword in his hand without joy or sorrow. It seemed that he was back.
Asama Soumae, this blue sword that he renamed [Blue Flame] can be used to max out his proficiency.
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It's late at night, the sky is full of stars tonight, but the waning moon happens to be trapped by an inexplicable floating cloud, unable to shine any light.
Deep in Stormrage Canyon, where the queen ant originally lived, a tiny crack suddenly appeared without warning. A pale golden ball of light quickly escaped from it, illuminating the dark corner nearby. The ball of light
Swinging from side to side, floating up and down without weight, he soon found his way out, flying as fast as lightning along the winding and slippery ant nest, until he found an upward path, then he hovered for a while, as if he was sensing
What.
Whoosh!
The ball of light took advantage of the darkness of the night, flying straight up like a shooting star, until it seemed to merge with the stars in the sky, and then flew to the west-north direction, crossing jungles, mountains, rivers and lakes, until it reached a place
The mountains covered with ice and snow fell rapidly downwards, leaving no trace at all.
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Ten days later. Zhenwu City, Duobao Pavilion.
Jiang Feng had already used the forbidden talisman to open the storage bag of the Tianli Sect foundation-building monk on the way. As for the storage bag of the Qi-training disciple, he only needed to use his spiritual power to easily erase the traces of his former master, one by one.
First-order magic weapon, dozens of first-order spiritual stones, and scattered first-order spiritual talismans. As expected, there were no surprises.
As for the storage bag of the red-faced foundation-building monk, Jiang Feng still had some confidence. But with only the "Linglong Baoguang", he could only roughly estimate the level of the item. If he wanted to know the details, he still had to find an expert, Duobao.
A big business like Ge, which can both buy goods and sell stolen goods, is naturally the first choice.
[Ironwood Swallow-shaped Paper Kite], a third-level low-level magic weapon, a low-level flying magic weapon, with the attribute [Requirement Reduction]. The effect is to reduce the user's cultivation requirements. Generally, flying magic weapons need to reach the fifth level of foundation building or the fifth level of Xuan level or above.
Before it can be used, the requirements can be reduced to meet the minimum requirement of Qi Training Dzogchen or Spirit Level Perfection.
[Golden Light Spiritual Word Magic Bead], a second-level low-grade magic weapon, attribute one [Freedom], crush one of them, you can immediately remove the deceleration effect on yourself, attribute two [Buddha's verse], destroy the rosary, it will be generated immediately
The shield protects itself, and its effect is equivalent to a third-level shield-like talisman. It must have more than three rosary beads before it can be used. There were originally 18 rosary beads, but now there are only seven left.
[Lan Yan] Great Sword, a second-level high-grade magic weapon, attribute one [cold poison], the attack has a cold poison effect, which can significantly reduce the speed of wound healing, attribute two [break seal], the attack has a protective effect Strengthen the destruction effect. The built-in skill [Longitudinal Strike] infuses spiritual power to enhance the sharpness and cause penetrating damage. Penetrating damage cannot be healed quickly.
After identification, there were seven first-level magic weapons with very mediocre attributes. Jiang Feng changed all of them into demon forms. For this purpose, he sold the [Ironwood Swallow-shaped Paper Kite]. He has Jiang Chengzi, a "living" flying magic weapon. Naturally, There is no need for such a thing.
[Lan Yan] The great sword has been modified into an enhanced version, reduced in size, engraved with the common patterns of ferocious beasts of the demon clan, and even plated with a layer of red metal glaze on the edge that is useless only for decoration, even if it is the original Even if the master is resurrected, it may be difficult to recognize this sword.
The cost also made Jiang Feng really feel pain. Counting the proceeds from selling the [Ironwood Swallow-shaped Paper Kite], he got a total of fifteen second-level spiritual stones, plus the twelve spiritual stones originally in the storage bags of the two Tianli Sect monks. , this time I harvested twenty-seven second-level "cash" coins, plus some scattered spiritual stones, and my original savings, and my net worth totaled thirty-six second-level coins.
Jiang Feng complained in his heart that he couldn't even buy the Thunder Lizard Egg.
Ignoring the treasure appraiser's suspicious gaze, Jiang Feng left Duobao Pavilion and walked around the city as usual. Then he transformed into Jiang Xiaobai's appearance and entered the Bazapu area of Guangyou Zhenjun Street. In his hands There are also two shady items that cannot be sold in Duobao Pavilion. We can only go to a small shop like Heilu Zhang for a simple appraisal.
Yu Xiaozheng was not there, and Yu Xiaoman was looking at the store. Jiang Feng took a look at it casually, waiting for closing time. The treasure of the store [the sacred wood running thunder talisman] was still hanging on the wall. Jiang Feng admired it carefully. This high-end product was in the storm this time. During the trip to the canyon, I still "helped" and silently said thank you in my heart. There is no need to buy magic talismans. There is not much money in the red-faced foundation building storage bag, but there are many magic talismans.
There are only standard second-level talismans, fifteen pyrotechnic talismans, ten water shield talismans, ten flame armor talismans, eight forbidden-breaking talismans, five quicksand talismans, and three light curtain talismans, all of which are ordinary and special and non-standard. The second-level talisman is a vine-turned-puppet talisman. As for the first-level talisman, there are two bundles of various uses, and there are probably more than a hundred pieces. Although the value is low, it is better than the complete variety.
The financial resources of monks are always limited. The red-faced foundation-building monks spend their money on magic weapons and spiritual talismans. Naturally, there are few elixirs. Basically, there are only some low-grade broken elixirs left. They must be slightly better elixirs, or they are used up halfway. Or there are none at all. Even Jiang Feng himself, who originally purchased fifty Qi and Blood Replenishing Pills, only had ten left after his trip to the canyon. Thinking about it this way, Han Li, who can make pills, will definitely make a lot of money in the future. The bowl is full.
A piece of century-old kudzu root was a surprise. The rest of the herbs were all ordinary. Jiang Feng fed them directly to Jiang Chengzi as a reward for his outstanding performance during the escape.
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"Buy information?" Yu Xiaoman was still cold, but the incident with Yu Xiaozheng last time and the subsequent claim still left a deep impression on her. Besides, Jiang Feng used Jiang Xiaobai's face every time he came. .
"No, there are some things I'm not sure about." There were no customers in the store at this time. "Can you help me take a look at this?" He took out a robe with red background and black flowers.
"Tianlimen standard robe."
"Yes, help me see what's the use."
"It's just a first-level low-grade robe that comes with [toughness], which can reduce the damage received from swords to a small amount. All sects with some strength have it, didn't you know?"
Jiang Feng thought to himself that I am the kind of sect with little strength, so I don't know. So he took out the jade box again, which contained the queen ant poison sac.
"This" Yu Xiaoman was startled, but quickly regained his coolness, "This thing can't see the light now. The entire Seven Alliances are looking for it, including Tianlimen."
"Can this thing be sold?"
"No, we don't dare to sell such things." Even so, she still looked at the queen ant poison sac curiously, and her attitude towards Jiang Feng became a little better.
"What about this?" Jiang Feng took out the "351" token that he had always treasured.
"Where did you come from?" When Yu Xiaoman's fair hands picked up the wooden token, the middle finger with a thin gold ring visibly trembled.