"Three-vein cultivation!"

Early in the morning, Wu Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed, clenched his fists, felt the majestic spiritual power in his body, and could not hide the joy after the breakthrough in his eyes.

Three years, three years, Wu Xuan finally waited for this day.

As usual, Wu Xuan got up and still fetched a few buckets of water to rinse the dirt on his body.

As Wu Xuan's cultivation of the celestial body incineration became longer and longer, the dirt discharged from Wu Xuan's body was already very small by now, and even the pain of the fire crystal refining body, Wu Xuan didn't feel so strong.

It seems that inferior fire crystals have not played much role in improving their physical bodies, and they will need some low-grade fire crystals for cultivation in the future, and when Wu Xuan thought of this, he felt a pain in his flesh.

A low-grade fire crystal costs ten gold coins each, and if it is replaced with a low-grade fire crystal, one will require a hundred gold coins, which is not a small amount for the current Wu Xuan.

However, the penance during this period of time is not without effect, and now Wu Xuan obviously feels that his physical body is stronger than before by more than one grade, and the strength of his physical body alone has reached a huge strength of five thousand catties.

After experiencing the changes in his body, Wu Xuan went to the small courtyard and began to practice martial arts, the thirteen styles of basic swordsmanship, as well as the mortal-level middle-grade martial arts, Baguazhang.

After a few days of running-in, Wu Xuan, a mortal-level middle-grade martial arts Bagua Zhang, has cultivated to a small level, and as for the thirteen basic swordsmanship styles, the more Wu Xuan cultivates, the more he feels that these thirteen styles contain profound secrets.

Syllable!

Just as Wu Xuan was practicing the thirteen basic swordsmanship styles, he felt that the arm holding the sword was swollen and painful, and the spiritual power in the meridians in his body was also chaotic, followed by an explosion, and the long sword body in Wu Xuan's hand exploded with a bang.

"What's going on!" Wu Xuan looked at the exploding long sword, and Wu Xuan muttered in a low voice.

"Normally, the iron sword in your hand is too poor, when you are cultivating your sword skills, the strength is unstable, and the iron sword can't withstand your current strength!" Tong Tianzhu's voice sounded again, and then continued:

"This is also the time when you cultivate the celestial body incineration, the strength of your physical body has increased a lot, otherwise, your arm, even if it will not be disabled, will need to be raised for half a month!"

Listening to Tongtianzhu's words, Wu Xuan's heart was also embarrassed, he didn't expect to say such a thing as cultivating sword skills.

"I know what you're thinking! The path of cultivation has a time when you are counterattacked by the Heavenly Dao, let alone you are cultivating an ordinary martial art!" Tongtian Zhu saw that Wu Xuan was a little incomprehensible, and continued.

When Wu Xuan heard this, he also nodded, and then looked for an iron sword, and then practiced the thirteen basic swordsmanship styles.

But after practicing all morning, Wu Xuan looked at the long sword made by Fan Tie in his hand, shook his head, sighed and said:

"A sword made of iron is still too light!"

"Your physical strength is strong, plus you have two dantians, the ordinary iron sword is indeed lighter!" At this time, Tong Tianzhu's voice sounded again.

"Then let's go to Fang City!" In a low voice, Wu Xuan subconsciously touched the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist.

The Qiankun bag was given to Wu Xuan yesterday when Jiang Chenfeng was leaving, and Wu Xuan didn't open it at that time, but when Wu Xuan said goodbye to Jiang Chenfeng and opened the Qiankun bag, he saw that in the Qiankun bag, there were still thirty lower-grade spirit stones, 100,000 gold coins.

Spirit stones are quite precious things, just a low-grade spirit stone, one is worth 10,000 gold coins, thinking that these thirty spirit stones, and 100,000 gold coins should already be Jiang Chenfeng's entire savings.

Thinking of this, Wu Xuan couldn't help but be moved in his heart, he was born with this brother, and his life was in vain.

Fang City,

It is a trading place in the imperial city, and most of the people in it are formed by the convergence of some cultivators, and there are all kinds of spiritual weapons, martial arts, and demon beast materials.

However, there are many fish and dragons in this market, and of course there are some people who are deceived and deceived, so in the market, we still have to pay more attention.

"Ying'er, these twenty spirit stones are for you, you have to work hard to cultivate!" After breakfast, Wu Xuan took out twenty spirit stones and handed them to Ying'er.

"Ah, spirit stone, Ying'er can't ask for it!" Ying'er saw the spirit stone, and her body stepped back, the little girl naturally knew the importance of the spirit stone, and now Wu Xuan was in need of the spirit stone.

"I said let you take it, you can take it!" Wu Xuan saw Ying'er's refusal, so he straightened his face and pretended to be angry and said.

"Then, then Ying'er will accept it first, and when my brother asks for it, Ying'er will give it to you!" Seeing that Wu Xuan was angry, Ying'er said a little resignedly.

"I asked you to take the spirit stone, not for you to collect, but for you to take it for cultivation, wait a few days, but I have to check your cultivation progress!" Seeing Ying'er's spirit stone, Wu Xuan added a few more words.

"Hmm!" Ying'er nodded resignedly.

The reason why Wu Xuan didn't let Ying'er and Jiang Chenfeng go, firstly, was that Qingyun Academy was not suitable for Ying'er's cultivation, and secondly, Wu Xuan was confident that he would take Ying'er into the academy, and of course, Ying'er's cultivation could not be left behind.

After Wu Xuan handed over the spirit stone to Ying'er, he walked out of the small courtyard and walked towards Fang City.

Fang City, located in the eastern district of the imperial city, is still a distance away from the east courtyard where Wu Xuan lives, during which Wu Xuan didn't care, while shopping, he walked to Fang City.

In this way, in about half an hour, Wu Xuan had already arrived in Fang City.

"Walk by, don't miss it, the best weapons, absolutely first-class!"

"The mutilated martial arts scrolls in the ancient ruins, comprehending the mysteries, will definitely achieve great power, if you miss this opportunity, you will not have a chance, as long as tens of thousands of gold coins, you can take it!"

"The best elixir..."

As soon as he stepped into the market, bursts of shouting were endless, making Wu Xuan unconsciously raise his eyes.

The whole market is densely populated, people come and go, and many people are looking at the goods on the stalls on both sides.

Wu Xuan also did not hesitate, and walked in directly, also browsing the items on the surrounding stalls.

"Alas, alas, brother, you see that I have all the cheats found in the ancient ruins, if you can understand my cheats, you will definitely soar into the sky in the future... No, no, Pengcheng Nine Heavens!" Just as Wu Xuan was walking inside, the person who had just been selling ancient cheats blocked Wu Xuan's way, and was gushing about his cheats.

At this time, Wu Xuan noticed the stall owner who recommended the cheats to him.

This stall owner is not very old, and he is similar to Wu Xuan, wrapped his fat body in a gorgeous dress, and his two pairs of thief eyes have been squeezed into a line by the fat on his face, and he is almost invisible.

Especially the figure of this stall owner, Wu Xuan felt that the fat body in front of him could definitely fit three of himself.

"This benevolent brother, since you have such a good opportunity, why don't you keep it for yourself?" Wu Xuan smiled when he saw the stall owner who was holding the scroll in the ancient ruins and sighed, and then said.

"This brother is laughing, I am already talented and stupid, and I can't understand the secrets left over from ancient times~!"

"Oh, the Elder Scrolls you said is that this scroll is the secret of metamorphosis!" Wu Xuan said with a smile as he looked at the fat stall owner's scroll.

"Uh, you... How do you know? I haven't seen you in this market for three months, how can you recognize this scroll!" The fat stall owner's face was also stiff, and he looked at Wu Xuan with some incredulity, he didn't expect someone to recognize it.

"I've been practicing this exercise for three years, how could I not recognize it..."

Wu Xuan said this, patted the scroll in the fat stall owner's hand, and then said with a smile:

"In the Linlang Pavilion in the West City of the Imperial City, a silver coin is a roll, and there are many of them, and they are all full of dust, and no one cares about them!

When the fat stall owner heard Wu Xuan's words, he laughed dryly twice, and then slowly stretched out his fat leg and slowly covered up a sign with 100,000 gold coins written on it.