"The way of heaven, the loss is more than enough to make up for the shortage, the immortality of the sky must first be refined into steel, nine turns of yin and yang, and seize the ...... of heavenly fortune"

Leng Feng had the mantra of immortality in his heart, and the extremely refined scriptures continued to impact his understanding of the cultivation path, immortality and longevity were divided into nine volumes, and each volume of cultivation reversed yin and yang, until the nine turns of yin and yang were immortalized in the physical body, if there was atmospheric luck to obtain a trace of heavenly luck, it could shine with heaven and earth, and live forever!

"The first volume of the Heavenly Immortal Gong, the immortal inscription!" Cold Wind's eyes opened suddenly, and the spirit stones flew out of the storage bag with a dense flow of gas, the number of which reached as many as 200,000, and the cold wind handprints changed, and the 200,000 spirit stones turned into powder at the same time, and a large amount of spiritual energy floated out of the spirit stones and was continuously compressed into a liquid state, until finally it became a condensed purple long sword, the tip of the sword was extremely sharp, and it seemed that even the air was about to be crushed.

Leng Feng faced the sky on his back, his body gradually floated into the air, the purple long sword floated around the cold wind, the sharp tip of the sword pierced directly into Leng Feng's body, constantly slashing over his skin, for a while Leng Feng was dripping with blood all over his body, and the place where the purple long sword crossed was no longer healed, shining with purple light, and looking carefully, it was an unfathomable avenue symbol.

The speed of the purple long sword slashing over Leng Feng's body became faster and faster, and the cold wind seemed to have been slashed by a thousand knives, and a huge pain went straight into his heart, and the green tendons on his forehead erupted like a dragon, and hot sweat gushed out from his pores.

As the avenue symbols on Leng Feng's body became more and more, the purple long sword became shorter and shorter, until the last word was engraved on Leng Feng's body, and the purple long sword disappeared completely.

The body of the cold wind fell from the air and sat on the futon, the mind was unified, and the aura was re-operated, and the avenue symbol on the body emitted a purple light, which was actually a sound of Dao, and it was like Sanskrit chanting, the light of the Tao flowed, the aura was entangled, and the treasure was solemn, and there was a purple thunder shining between the cold wind's gestures, as if it had inexhaustible power, and the power of a punch seemed to be overwhelming!

All the inscriptions of the immortal inscription have been preliminarily engraved on the body by the cold wind, and the next thing is to use the medium-grade spirit stone, and the high-grade spirit stone is constantly engraved on the body, if there can be a legendary fairy stone, it is the best, but the number of medium-grade spirit stones is not much, and the high-grade spirit stone is even rarer, as for the fairy stone, it is only a legendary existence.

The wound gradually healed, the purple divine light disappeared, and the cold wind slapped the storage bag, and 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones flew out of it, condensing into a purple spirit sword as before, but the length was indeed much shorter, and the sword body was more condensed by purple thunder and lightning.

Leng Feng endured the severe pain, and let the purple spirit sword be engraved on his body, although it was the second seal carving, but the consumption rate of the medium-grade spirit stone was obviously much faster, and the immortal inscription only covered one of Leng Feng's right arms, and the purple spirit sword had disappeared.

Leng Feng clenched his right fist hard, and the violent power was in his hand, and the grip caused the void to vibrate, and the purple divine light swallowed.

Leng Feng exhaled a breath of turbidity, the wounds on his body had been completely healed, the purple divine light was hidden under the skin, and he took a bath in the clear pool, Leng Feng put on a black robe and came to the outside of the cave, the existing resources were no longer enough to support his cultivation, and there were still 50,000 source stones in the Blood Remnant Realm, which belonged to the extremely high-quality high-grade spirit stones, but at the current consumption rate, it was not worth mentioning at all.

Zheng Yuandong was still lying in rags on a stone snoring like thunder, and when the cold wind saw him, his eyes lit up, Zheng Yuandong, as the head of the Xuanyuan Sect, was probably innumerable, but it was just ...... Leng Feng looked at the tattered clothes on his body, remembered the countless spirit fish floating in the cold spring water, his expression darkened, and he sighed in a low voice: "Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing!" ”

The Armory Pavilion of Xuanyuan Gate is a three-storey classical building covering an extremely large area, with precious stone glass flashing with metallic luster, and the whole body is dark red and hides the killing aura, which is often shocking at a glance.

Leng Feng is to come here, the Weapon Pavilion is generally a place for disciples to come to buy weapons, as long as there is a corresponding sect contribution or enough spirit stones, you can get a good weapon, and even tailor-made according to demand.

However, Leng Feng did not come to buy weapons this time, but to ...... Sell! At the beginning, I collected a lot of rare materials in the Blood Remnant Realm, among which there were a lot of high-grade weapons and armor, which were a bit weak for the cold wind, but they were a good choice for ordinary disciples, and they could be sold for a good price.

"You people are unreasonable, the spirit stones that I and Leng Feng Master Ancestor obtained by working on Chiyue Peak at the beginning, and they saved countless fellow sects from fire and water, why should I give you 100,000 spirit stones?" Duan Daguang's eyes were red, his face was swollen red with anger, and he looked at the four men opposite and shouted.

"What kind of cold wind ancestor, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam, our disciples of Chiyue Peak were abducted and taken away so many spirit stones by you in the first place, shouldn't you return them?! Either leave the spirit stone behind today, or unload one of your legs! ”

Among the four men, a man with a Chinese face said with a cruel smile, and the other three had a fierce face, the sharp steel knife in his hand was cold, and he glared at Duan Daguang viciously.

Duan Daguang's face turned pale when he heard this, the four disciples of Chiyue Peak on the opposite side were all level forty masters, and Zhou Changtian, who was the leader, was even level forty, and he was quite famous among the inner disciples.

"This is the spirit stone earned by the Cold Wind Master Ancestor, but it was given to me a little, you robbed me, the Cold Wind Master Ancestor will not let you go, you have to think about it!" Although he had already retreated in his heart, Duan Daguang still gritted his teeth and said angrily to Zhou Changtian and the others.

"Hahaha, didn't you understand me just now? I said that Leng Feng was just a clown jumping off the beam, what a bullshit ancestor, but he was lucky, and he was inexplicably stained with the light of Zheng Yuandong's ancestor! Listening to Duan Daguang's words, Zhou Changtian's face was gloomy and he didn't speak, but a level forty master beside him sneered with disdain, and his face was extremely mean.

"Hehe, that's right, I'm indeed stained with the light of the senior brother in charge, you seniors and grandchildren have forgotten to be humble, maybe who is the clown who jumps off the beam!"

Leng Feng sneered, and his figure appeared in front of Duan Daguang's body, casually glancing at Zhou Changtian, and he didn't even look at the disciple who spoke just now.