"Senior Brother Feiyu, don't worry, you don't have to follow me, I can also ensure that you eat and drink spicy food." Jian Fengyun said with a smile.

"Okay." Flying Fish scratched his head and said embarrassedly. Bai asked his junior brother to make this promise, and Feiyu always felt as if he owed something, and his body suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

Jian Fengyun saw that Feiyu's footsteps became a little weird, and he immediately understood that his senior brother was too honest, and he should be a little uneasy about accepting his own promises.

"Senior brother, there is still a competition to be held in three months, and cultivation resources are needed to improve my strength, if senior brother has time, why don't you take me to the Contribution Hall of the Holy Academy to buy some cultivation resources." Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and he suddenly spoke.

"Cultivation resources, if my junior brother needs cultivation resources, tell me, I still have more than a thousand contribution points in my hands, and I should be able to exchange for a lot of cultivation resources." Feiyu's face was serious, and he immediately spoke.

"Senior brother, I still have some contribution points, if it is not enough, I will ask you for it, I just want Senior Brother to take us to the Contribution Hall to buy some spiritual materials." The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth smiled slightly, and he suddenly spoke.

Feiyu nodded slightly, and responded: "Okay, of course I have time, but the price of resources in the Contribution Hall is generally relatively high, and I am afraid that more than a thousand contribution points will not be able to buy any good resources, so the junior brother must be mentally prepared." “

"Don't worry." The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth smiled slightly, and said.

Flying Fish took Jian Fengyun and his party to the direction of the mission square, and the back of the mission square was the Contribution Hall.

"By the way, what type of spiritual materials do you want to buy?" Flying Fish asked.

"Buy some fire-attribute beast crystals and elixirs, I want to refine some pills for cultivation." Jian Fengyun said lightly.

When Feiyu heard Jian Fengyun's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Senior brother, you can also refine pills?" ”

"Hmm." Jian Fengyun nodded slightly.

Everyone had already walked to the mission square, and a large number of students were trading things around the Qingling Monument in the center of the square.

"Take a look, the beast crystal of the supreme rank supreme fire yang beast that you just killed can be won with three hundred contribution points."

"The elixir of the middle grade, don't miss it when you pass by, each plant only needs twenty contribution points."

On the side of the square road, there are martial arts students who set up stalls and sell them everywhere, and all kinds of spiritual materials can almost be seen in the mission square.

However, Jian Fengyun did not stay in this area, and in his perception, this area did not have a fire attribute spiritual material suitable for him.

Soon, Jian Fengyun stepped into the Contribution Hall, only to see that there were also many stalls in the main hall, but, unlike the outside, the stalls here did not have the slightest shouting or noise except for the subtle bargaining sound.

Jian Fengyun's mind moved, and he instantly sensed several good treasures, and the quality was much higher than that of the outside world.

"Fire marrow liquid, good thing, a necessary raw material for refining the supreme fire marrow pill."

Soon, Jian Fengyun's gaze fell on an unmanned stall not far away, and the stall owner was a middle-aged black-robed man, whose strength seemed to have reached the Spirit Monarch realm.

The fire marrow liquid was placed in a fist-sized fire red crystal, and a layer of seals was blessed on the outside, but it could not hide the surging fire attribute power of the fire marrow liquid in the slightest.

"Excuse me, how do you sell this fire pulp?" Jian Fengyun leaned down, looked at the black-robed stall owner, and asked.

The stubble-covered face under the black-robed stall owner's cloak slowly lifted, revealing a pair of deep eyes.

"The fire marrow liquid is not sold, only exchanged." A hoarse voice suddenly rang out in the air.

"Oh, then may I ask Childe, how to change?" Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and he immediately asked.

"Childe." The black-robed man's voice was stunned, and a thoughtful look flashed in his deep eyes.

"Not bad, Childe." Jian Fengyun's eyes were firm, and he said slowly.

Although this black-robed man looked full of stubble and had a hoarse voice, based on the experience of Jian Fengyun's previous life, the moment he saw his eyes, he concluded that he was not very old.

"Hehe, I didn't expect anyone in the Holy Courtyard to recognize me." The black-robed man smiled dryly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "You were sent by Wanyanhuo?" ”

"No, and I don't know you." Jian Fengyun said lightly.

"You're not a person who is completely angry, how do you know my age, did you deliberately investigate me?" The black-robed man's eyes looked at Jian Fengyun tightly, as if he wanted to see something from Jian Fengyun's eyes.

"No, I just saw your eyes, which belonged to the eyes of the young man." Jian Fengyun's face was indifferent, and he said slowly.

Jian Fengyun's words fell, and there was a sudden silence in the air, and the black-robed man looked at Jian Fengyun, one with a vigilant and cold gaze, and the other with an indifferent gaze.

The air was quiet for ten breaths.

"You're very interesting, but it's a pity that I can't exchange the fire marrow liquid with you." A flash of light flashed in the black-robed man's eyes, and then it went out again, and he spoke.

"Why?" Jian Fengyun frowned and asked.

"Because, if you trade with me, you will offend Wan Yan Huo, in the Holy Courtyard, Wan Yan Huo wants to let a martial artist of the Spirit King Realm die mysteriously, it's too simple." The black-robed man said hoarsely.

As he spoke, he had already lowered his head and did not look at Jian Fengyun again

"Senior Brother Fengyun, let's go, he is an outcast of the Spirit Weapon Peak, I heard that his personality is very stubborn, since he doesn't agree to the transaction, there is nothing we can do." Feiyu followed Jian Fengyun's side, saw this scene, thought about it, and suddenly spoke.

The words of the flying fish fell, but Jian Fengyun looked at the black-robed man with deep eyes as if he hadn't heard it, and spoke.

"What if I could cure the poison of fire in your body?"

The understatement fell, but the black-robed man who did not move raised his head in an instant, and his face full of stubble showed a look of horror.

"You...... What did you say? The black-robed man's eyes were full of horror, and his voice became a little trembling.

"The fire of the nine evils, into the five internal organs, dyed the six internal organs, infiltrating the true spirit, once the person who is hit by the fire of the nine evils, if he forcibly uses cultivation, he will definitely suffer backlash, every time he uses cultivation for the fire poison, it will penetrate into the body for a minute, only eight times, poisoned will be burned by the flames and die, and even the soul will not be left." Jian Fengyun's face was still indifferent, and he immediately spoke.

"Can you really unravel the Nine Evil Flames?" The black-robed man looked excited, his hands trembling deep into the ground, and he tightly grasped Jian Fengyun's arm.

"I can naturally solve the ordinary Nine Evil Fire, but after you were poisoned, your cultivation should have been used more than eight times, right?" Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, he could basically feel the physical condition of the black-robed man.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if the fire of the nine evils in my body is incomprehensible, as long as it ......"

(End of chapter)