The market is noisy, and recently because of the public trial meeting, there are a lot of monks from the south on the street, dressed in strange clothes, all kinds of colors, and people who don't know anything think that which grocery store has fallen down and sold it on the street!

"First-order high-grade dust cleaning talismans, ten taels of silver and a stack, a must-have for wilderness travel!"

"The cloak of the spirit, the cloak with its own blowing effect, take a look!"

The shouting along the street came and went, and one of the old men in Taoist robes took the initiative to greet Feng Xiangyun, "This son, do you want to come and take a look, the cloak with its own wind blowing is the first choice for martial arts." ”

These are the characteristics of the south, Qin is not often seen these novelties, Feng Xiangyun took the collar, carefully examined, the material is very ordinary, roughly woven with cotton thread, mixed with a little feathers, the hem is tattooed with a special silk thread, similar to the second-grade magic Fengxingshu, can use the aura of heaven and earth to continue to blow down.

Feng Xiangyun hadn't learned this kind of spell systematically, but it was all very superficial spells, and with his guess, he could try it out in a few hours. However, what is worrying is that the twelve levels of the Qi Yuan Realm correspond to the twelve qi veins of the human body, and if you want to continuously cast spells with the help of the magic array, the peak of the Qi Yuan is more than ten levels of cultivation can barely be achieved, which means that the cultivation of this old man in the Dao robe is higher than him.

Such a No. 1 person is also a small master in Yunjiang City, and he can definitely rank in the top 30 in terms of strength, how can he be reduced to the point of setting up a stall? This made him a little doubtful about the future of cultivation.

Feng Xiangyun secretly lucked his true qi in his eyes, while casually talking to the stall owner, while looking at the stall owner along the street, all kinds of true qi intertwined and bright, the brightness was different, but all of them were Qi Yuan Realm, and the sound of shouting and selling made him a little confused.

When he was about to go out of the village, he found that it was the same as the cultivation of selling groceries in the village, which made Feng Xiangyun's strategic goal of rushing to Yunhai Sect a little shaken, he was undecided, he simply sat on the ground, took out the record, wrote the Qi Yuan cultivator, and circled the word 'poor' on the side.

"Zhengyi and Yunhai Sect have a very high penetration rate of Qi Yuan Realm? No, Zhengyi and my Qin State have been at war for many years, and there are often wars in the east, if the gap in the number of cultivators is too big, then what else to fight, surrender, there should be no qualitative difference in quantity. ”

"In Yunjiang City, the peak of Qi Yuan can at least be mixed with a partial general in the army, and the worship of several big families is also at this level, and being poor like this means that they are all loose cultivators, and they are not accepted by the mainstream."

There is a big problem here, casual cultivation is a scattered person who does not have a teacher to practice alone, is there such a person in the Qin State? Of course there is! Because of vendetta and grievances, hundreds of people are reduced to casual cultivation every year, but when the cultivation reaches this point, the great cause of the Tianwu Sect is not looked down upon, and the thousands of small families and small chambers of commerce in the Qin State are still very lacking, and they don't mind recruiting people from casual cultivation, so they will never be as embarrassed as these people.

During the conversation, I learned that this group of people came after hearing the news of Zhengyi and wanted to take the road to Zhengyi, but just coming here emptied their savings, could not afford to pay for food and housing, and even did not have the money to go back, so they had no choice but to return to their old business......

"I kind of get it. ”

Feng Xiangyun's eyes showed a look of enlightenment, and he wrote: "Zhengyi's status in the territory is higher than expected, the control of resources and wealth is more stringent, and they have high requirements for the purity of their own team, so that there is an obvious gap between the scattered cultivators and the disciples of the sect. ”

Although this is only his speculation, it is close to the truth.

"Dao Chief, let's have a stack of dust cleaning talismans. ”

Feng Xiangyun heard a lot of news, and was in a good mood, so he bought a stack of more than 20 sheets, which was just enough to save a month's bath time for practice. He walked around several foreign stalls, and I have to say that there was one thing that really attracted him, it was a ancient book of cultivation.

"The Great Black Heaven's Wrath Treasure Body?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged monk, handsome, wearing a ginger monk's robe, and was stunned in front of a book that seemed to be a geographical chronicle.

"Can you read the Western Wilderness?"

"I've learned a little bit before. ”

This ancient book is not written in common words, Feng Xiangyun used to collect all kinds of books in Yunjiang City in order to cultivate the Seven Xuanlei Law for himself, among which he has seen this kind of text, he only learned after looking for people that this is called Huangwen, which is divided into Western Wilderness and Southern Wilderness, the two are roughly the same, only a few differences for distinguishing, this kind of writing is mostly found in the ruins, and few people have used it.

"How to sell this book?" Feng Xiangyun was tempted, this represents another cultivation system, and the stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade, and it is best to use it for reference.

"Can Childe have a book of the same origin?"

The monk saw that Feng Xiangyun's identity was different, and he had some expectations.

"There are some that are written in one kind of character, but those are miscellaneous books, and there is no comparison with this one, the master offers a price, I want it!" Feng Xiangyun flipped through it roughly.

The bright light in the monk's eyes was extinguished, and he returned to a stunned state, and said in his mouth: "Four hundred taels of silver, no two prices." ”

"Give. Feng Xiangyun took out the silver ticket from his arms and handed it over, which was also a big expense for him, but he would never be stingy with money in this regard.

"Wait, I've got this book!"

The words were amazing, Feng Xiangyun looked to the side unexpectedly, and saw two slaves hugging a fat young master, coming sideways from the other side.

"Isn't this the second son of Feng, I have also taken a fancy to this ancient book, can I cut my love?" The fat young master said politely, he was not honest in his hands, and he had already grabbed it.

"What a coincidence. Feng Xiangyun's hand was faster, he slapped his fat hand, picked up the ancient book, and made a series of movements, he held the ancient book in front of him, and smiled: "You also take a fancy to it?"

"Coincidentally, Hao Ye, I like to read books I don't know!" The fat boy looked rampant, stomped his feet fiercely and rushed straight up, and hit with his fist.

"Ape?"

The fight between Qi Yuan Realm was not too fancy, it was mainly a collision of flesh, and when the punch came out, Feng Xiangyun had already recognized his path.

This fat boy seems to be pampered, and he has a stubborn style, but his strength is really not bad, and he has at least four qi yuan cultivation, and it can be seen that he has worked hard, which is really rare at this age.

The fat boy forced into the middle line, condensed his true qi into his right fist, and pulled down to Feng Xiangyun's left neck, if this punch is solid, he will have to recuperate in bed for two months!

In the face of such an offensive, Feng Xiangyun's complexion did not change, and he closed his eyes and enjoyed the coolness brought by the fist wind.

"Bang!"

The fat boy was picked face down on the ground and fell into a. Feng Xiangyun didn't do anything, just carried the style of the crane shadow of the Hantan, transformed the figure into a figure to make him use his strength, and took a step forward by the way, and at the feet of the fat boy, it looked like he had fallen to the ground by himself.

"The style of boxing is very positive, and the fight is good. ”

Feng Xiangyun turned around and commented seriously.