"Ground Rank Medium!"

Qian Jinzhuo was shocked when he heard Jian Fengyun's words, he thought that it would be good for Jian Fengyun to be able to take out the best spiritual skills of the Xuan Rank, after all, a spiritual skill has a great relationship with the strength of the family, but he didn't expect that as soon as Jian Fengyun opened his mouth, he was a mid-grade of the ground level.

Qian Jinzhuo did not hesitate, and responded directly: "Little brother Fengyun, my Wanbaolou is willing to pay 10 million to buy a spirit stone!" ”

Jian Fengyun's brows furrowed slightly, and his expression suddenly froze.

10 million low-grade spirit stones, that is 10,000 top-grade spirit stones, this price is much higher than he imagined.

I had worked hard to blackmail the eight major families before, but I had exchanged more than a thousand top-grade spirit stones, but a mid-grade spirit skill could be sold at such a high price, and I knew that I wouldn't have bothered to blackmail them!

Seeing Jian Fengyun's forehead wrinkled slightly, his eyes were distracted, and he seemed to be dissatisfied, Qian Jinzhuo couldn't help gritting his teeth and said: "Little brother Fengyun, twenty million, I know that the value of a mid-grade spiritual skill is very high, but your family can't use so many spiritual skills at present, and I, Wanbaolou, am willing to pay the price of 20 million small spirit stones to buy the mid-grade spiritual skill in your hand!" ”

Jian Fengyun's face suddenly became exciting, but he didn't expect that he was only slightly surprised, and the price doubled, which was really unexpected!

The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth smiled slightly, and said: "The money shopkeeper is so gracious, I naturally won't refuse, 20 million lower grade spirit stones will be exchanged for me into the best spirit stones, and I will send them to the Northern Barbarian Land with those eight things in a while, and I will go back to get you spiritual skills first!" ”

Qian Jinzhuo arched his hand slightly, and said: "Then thank you little brother Fengyun, if you need anything in the future, but you can come to me, Qian Mou will definitely help if he can help!" ”

Jian Fengyun smiled faintly and said, "Seven days later, if nothing happens, there is really a business about pills to cooperate with Wanbaolou, I hope it can be negotiated by then!" ”

Qian Jinzhuo arched his hand and said: "That's natural, please go back first, and I'll ask someone to send things over in a while!" ”

Qian Jinzhuo sent Jian Fengyun to the door, looked at the back of Fengyun and left, and couldn't help shaking his head in amazement, "It's really a generation of Tianjiao!" ”

At this moment, a brocade-clothed figure suddenly appeared beside him, and said disdainfully: "What Tianjiao, isn't it just a little adventure for him to get some peerless formations and exercises, if I have these things, I may not be worse than him!" ”

Qian Jinzhuo turned around, only to see that the person who spoke was his grandson, Qian Ming, and couldn't help but get angry with his old face, and said, "Formation, exercise? You still have the face to say, how many high-level spiritual skills I have given you since I was a child, but you have given up halfway through your cultivation, if you can have half of the little brother Fengyun hard work and half talent, grandpa will be relieved! ”

When Qian Ming heard this, a touch of anger suddenly appeared on his face, "Hmph! I know all day long that I know that I am like this, Wang Jing is like this, I didn't expect you to be like this, grandpa, where am I inferior to him? ”

Qian Jinzhuo was immediately furious when he heard this, and he slashed his head and covered his face, "You still dare to talk back, since you want to know where you are inferior to him, grandpa will tell you today, from talent to strength, you are inferior to him at every point, don't think that you can defeat him if you are in the true spirit realm, if he really makes a move, you can't even stop him with a sword, and, can you put your mind on which Wang Jing every day, have you seen which Tianjiao, talking about a woman all day long?" Hmph, unreasonable! ”

After speaking, he threw up his sleeves and left.

Looking at the back of his grandfather who left angrily, Qian Ming's face couldn't help but become hideous, his eyes were bloodshot and red, his fists were crackling, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Jian Fengyun, you wait for me, sooner or later I will find a chance to defeat you, let Jing'er and my grandfather know that I Qian Ming is not inferior to you!" ”

......

At the same time, the figure of Jian Fengyun stepped into the small world of the Northern Barbarians.

It's just a few days apart, and a lot of spiritual trees and elixirs have been planted on this thousands of miles of grassland, and the small world is rich in spiritual energy, and the land is nourished by spiritual energy, which is especially suitable for the growth of spiritual things.

"Young Patriarch!"

"Young Patriarch!"

Jian Fengyun walked all the way, and everyone in the sword family greeted Jian Fengyun one after another.

Suddenly, a little boy in white trotted in front of him, ran to Jian Fengyun's side and stopped abruptly, opened his persistent eyes, and said, "Brother Fengyun, you are finally back, you haven't gone to the martial arts arena today to guide us to practice swords!" ”

Jian Fengyun bowed slightly, and said, "Okay, Liu'er, I'm about to go to the martial arts arena, did I teach you to practice the sword yesterday?" ”

The little boy is the son of Jian Liu'er, the son of Jian Chuan, who was lost alone that day!

When he was found by Jian Lingtian that day, he told Jian Fengyun that he wanted Jian Fengyun to take him as an apprentice, teach him to cultivate, he wanted to protect the Jian family, and he wanted to make sure that all the bad guys could not bully the Jian family.

That persistent gaze, Jian Fengyun couldn't help but feel a little fluctuating in his heart, the heart of a pure child should be like this, but he didn't accept him as an apprentice, but just promised to teach him the way of the sword.

Jian Fengyun observed Jian Liu'er's footsteps, his steps were steady, his eyes were calm, although his body was small, he already had an invisible strong momentum when he walked.

Obviously, the little boy had been practicing his sword in his absence.

Soon, Jian Fengyun walked to the so-called martial arts arena, the sword family came here for only a few days, saying that it was a martial arts arena, but in fact it was just a tripartite stone platform next to an old willow tree, and the stone platform was laid out with an anti-attack formation to prevent destruction.

One side of the tripartite stone platform is a middle-aged child, one side is a young child, and one side is a child's child.

As soon as Jian Fengyun came over, he saw the clansmen of the Sword Family cultivating spiritual skills on the stone platform.

"Young Patriarch!"

"Young Patriarch!"

Seeing the sword Fengyun, the people of the sword family stopped what they were doing and came forward to say hello.

"Young Patriarch, it is really effective for you to let the medicine master match those medicinal liquids, yesterday I was exhausted from practice and went back to the house to wash the medicinal liquid, and when I woke up the next day, I found that the quality of my spiritual root had actually become Xuan-level, and the spiritual power cultivated in my body was also more refined!"

"Me too, but my effect is not as obvious as the sword stone, I just feel that the cultivation speed is faster than before!"

......

Jian Fengyun had previously instructed Yao Thirteen to prepare several medicinal liquids for the Sword Family, and now it seems that it has taken effect.

Jian Fengyun smiled faintly and said: "It's good to be effective, the future of the Sword Family depends on you, all I can do is do my best, and the martial arts are all about myself!" ”

"The young patriarch is right, we will definitely work hard!" The surrounding clansmen echoed the words.

Jian Qiuping, who came with a sword on the side, said, "Young Patriarch, are you coming here today to give us some guidance?" ”

Jian Fengyun glanced at Jian Qiuping, his eyes swept around, and he said calmly: "Yes, I am ...... Look at the sword! ”

Halfway through the words, Jian Fengyun stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a sword Yuan Force long sword condensed out, and a sword stabbed towards Jian Qiuping.