No matter what, it didn't arouse the suspicions of Elder Gu and Elder Hong after all.

That's enough.

As long as they don't say anything, the matter can be hidden from them unconsciously.

"Your kid is not bad this time...... Elder Gao said with a smile, "I didn't put Gu Yuanzhong and Liu Ruxue's relics in the storage ring." ”

"That's it, eat a trench and grow a wisdom." Chen Dong also said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go back first, let's see you in Qingyun." Elder Gao said, preparing to take off into the air.

"Elder Gao, take a ride!" Chen Dong hurriedly stepped forward.

"Dream and go back by yourself!"

With a "bang", Elder Gao rose to the sky, turning into a streamer and quickly disappearing.

"Stingy ......"

Chen Dong was very helpless, so he could only go down the mountain slowly.

In Changle City, Chen Dong still changed places with a shot and sold a lot of Alimu's things.

In Chen Dong's storage ring, there were fifteen million spirit stones!

With so much money, Chen Dong suddenly had a feeling of being rich.

In addition, he has reached the eighth level of Tongshen, and he is fully qualified to enter the inner gate, but he is no longer in a hurry to upgrade, and plans to spend money freely.

Chen Dong planned to buy a few god-level martial arts, but he searched all over Changle City, but he didn't find the so-called god-level martial arts.

As soon as he inquired, the shopkeepers everywhere were speechless: "That kind of thing, how can we have it here, you might as well try your luck in Shangjing." ”

It seems that it is impossible for a small place like Changle City to have god-level martial arts.

Chen Dong had no choice but to raise "Flowing Wind Steps" and "Rival Qianjun" to the fifth layer.

The fifth layer is the full level, and the speed is comparable to those who surpass their own three levels.

Of course, the money was not spent, and it consumed five million spirit stones!

This is the reason why Chen Dong feels helpless, this money is enough to buy a god-level martial art.

But there is no way, god-level martial arts are indeed hard to come by, unless Chen Dong can fly to Shangjing now.

The fifth layer of "King Kong Body Forging Technique", Chen Dong does not plan to ascend for the time being, because it is really too painful.

That night, Chen Dong stayed in Changle City, and by the way, he also flipped through the god-level martial art of "Wind and Thunder Sword".

The Wind and Thunder Sword is also divided into seven swords, and each sword has the power of wind and thunder.

By the time of the seventh sword, it can even stir up the storm and change color!

God-level martial arts are indeed worthy of their reputation.

Of course, Chen Dong longed for the strongest sword.

However, you can't be a fat man in one bite, so you still have to start with the lowest and most basic sword.

Chen Dong read it carefully and found that the god-level martial art "Wind and Thunder Sword" not only relied on comprehension when cultivating, but also consumed spirit stones.

Just the first sword will consume one million spirit stones.

The second sword, two million.

The third sword, three million.

……

And so on, to the seventh sword, it will consume seven million spirit stones.

In other words, on the premise that there is no problem with comprehension, it will cost twenty-eight million spirit stones to learn all the seven swords of "Wind and Thunder Sword"!

After Chen Dong finished calculating this number, he couldn't help but gasp, it turned out that god-level martial arts were not only expensive to sell, but even more expensive to cultivate.

Of course, the effect must also be good, and the third sword of "Wind and Thunder Sword" can be comparable to the seventh sword of "Tianxuan Sword Method".

When it comes to the fifth sword, it can be comparable to the full level of the average best swordsmanship.

There's nothing to say, let's start practicing!

If you make money, isn't it just for spending?

Chen Dong has been practicing swords since the earth, and his understanding of swordsmanship is of course far beyond that of ordinary people.

So after one night, Chen Dong practiced the fourth sword: Wind and Thunder.

Of course, the 10 million spirit stones were also squandered, and Chen Dong was now a poor bastard again.

However, Chen Dong was not distressed, because he was already an eighth-level psychic, and he could enter the inner door when he returned to Qingyun Temple!

Chen Dong tried to wield a thunderbolt in the room.

According to a certain vein, internal forces swim in the body.

As a result, as soon as the sword was put together, there was a gust of wind in the house, and there was a faint thunder on the sword body, and even the surrounding walls "clicked" some cracks.

"I'll go, stop!"

If it goes on like this, the house will be destroyed!

This is a hotel, not his own home.

Even if it's your own home, you can't tear it down.

Chen Dong hurriedly withdrew his sword.

The wind stopped, and the thunder was quiet.

Looking at the cracked walls around him, Chen Dong himself was frightened.

"This sword is too terrifying, it deserves to be a god-level swordsmanship, and this 10 million spirit stones are really worth it......"

Of course, Chen Dong was extremely emotional.

"It's an itchy hand, I really want to find someone to try my power."

Chen Dongmo held the sword of King Wu, fantasizing about the majesty of this sword in the wild.

……

Chen Dong didn't know that his wish would soon come true.

Chen Dong had sold goods in Changle City many times before, although it was a shot to change places, but the amount of money he involved was too large, which inevitably attracted the attention of some people.

There is a local ruffian named Zhang San, who is a great master and a tyrannical master.

Zhang San had nothing to do all day, so he wandered around the street to see what he could take advantage of.

This afternoon, he noticed Chen Dong.

Chen Dong changed many shops in a row, involving millions of spirit stones.

Zhang San clearly saw that Chen Dong had put all these spirit stones into the storage ring.

He knew that the opportunity to make a fortune had come.

He first inquired about what Chen Dong had sold, so as to judge Chen Dong's strength.

"It should be a psychic, and the level is not low." Based on what Chen Dong sells, Zhang San made this judgment.

Zhang San immediately ran to the Flying Leopard Tower.

Feibaolou has branches all over the country, and Changle City certainly has it.

Knowing that Zhang San was going to hire a psychic-level killer, the person in charge of the Flying Leopard Building in Changle City all laughed: "Zhang San, do you know how much it costs to hire a psychic-level killer?" ”

"How much!"

"There are different prices according to the level, and a first-level psychic will get 150,000 spirit stones!"

150,000 spirit stones!

Zhang San gasped, he couldn't afford to sell him.

However, compared to the millions of spirit stones on Chen Dong's body, what is the mere 150,000 spirit stones?

Zhang San said seriously: "150,000 is 150,000." ”

The person in charge stretched out his hand: "Okay, pay half of the deposit first." ”

Zhang San had a bitter face: "There is no ......"

The person in charge looked annoyed: "Then get out!" ”

treated Zhang San, a well-known ruffian in Changle City, and the person in charge did not have a good face.

Zhang San had no choice but to tell Chen Dong's affairs completely.

"Millions of spirit stones? Are you sure? The person in charge looked surprised.

"Sure! I can clearly see that guy sells a lot of high-end and superb things, so I judge that he is a psychic level master! Zhang San said seriously: "Horses don't eat night grass and don't get fat, people can't get rich, I, Zhang San, can't eat this bite, so I hope that after Feibaolou eats it, I can add five to two and one, and give me half of it." ”

"Half is impossible, can give you a tenth."

"A tenth of a will do!"

Zhang San immediately provided Chen Dong's appearance and location.

The person in charge immediately called a killer.

Feng Jin, first-level psychic.

"Go find out the identity and strength of this person, and evaluate whether there is any trouble if you make a move."

"Yes!"

Feng Jin turned around and went out.

The intelligence network of the Flying Leopard Tower is very famous in the entire Yanxia Continent.

In just one hour, Feng Jin returned.

"I found it out, his name is Chen Dong, and he is an outer disciple of Qingyunguan, and he has the strength of the late stage of the seventh-level Tongshen. Yesterday, he was ordered by Qingyunguan to destroy a demon relic in Changle Mountain, and estimated that the harvest came from that place. ”

- His information, of course, came from Qingyunguan, so the news lagged a little behind.

"Disciple of Qingyunguan, ......"

The person in charge smacked his lips, millions of spirit stones are quite attractive, but Qingyunguan is really not easy to mess with.

"To kill or not to kill?" Feng Jin asked.

"Kill!" The person in charge gritted his teeth and said, "Cooked duck, can't let him fly away!" Millions of spirit stones, enough for us to take risks! But don't do anything in the city, go and ambush him outside the city, and kill him without knowing it......"

"Yes!" Feng Jin turned around and went out.

……

Early the next morning, Chen Dong woke up in the hotel.

As usual, I want to absorb fifteen thousand spirit stones.

As a result, when I touched it, there was no one, and then I remembered that last night in order to cultivate the "Wind and Thunder Sword", all the spirit stones were consumed.

"That's it, anyway, I'm an eighth-level psychic, and it doesn't matter if I suck it or not."

Chen Dong got up, cleaned up and left the hotel.

Although the spirit stone is gone, there are still a lot of gold coins, which is enough for him to buy another fast horse to return to Qingyun Temple.

After leaving the city, Chen Dong hurried up and went in the direction of Qingyun Temple.

After about ten miles, there was a sudden sound of "whirring" overhead.

Chen Dong looked up and saw a figure soaring in the sky.

Psychic level!

As soon as he saw the people flying in the sky, Chen Dong couldn't stop being envious.

Chen Dong didn't know that this figure was Feng Jin.

And Feng Jin came to kill him.

"Whew-"

Feng Jin's body fell sharply and rushed in the direction of Chen Dong.

"What are you doing, showing off your skills?" Chen Dong looked puzzled.

Seeing that the figure was getting closer and closer to him, Chen Dong couldn't help but shout: "Have you drunk too much?" Be careful, you'll get into an accident if you fly again......"

When he was still a few dozen meters away from Chen Dong, Feng Jin suddenly took out a knife and slashed towards Chen Dong with a "swish".

A sharp air knife fell from the sky and rushed straight towards Chen Dong.

"What the hell?!"

Chen Dong shouted, his body jumped to the side suddenly, and he landed on the ground with a "bang".

He dodged it, and Marco was out of luck.

"Boom!"

The air knife slashed straight at the fast horse, and the whole horse split its flesh and blood on the spot, completely bursting open, and became a pile of minced meat that could not be seen as the prototype.

Chen Dong stood beside him, stunned.

"My horse—"

Chen Dong let out a miserable cry.

This scene is so familiar, when he left Shuangyang City, he was slashed by someone.

Chen Dong raised his head abruptly and scolded angrily at the figure in the sky: "Are you sick, what are you killing my horse for, you can fly as someone else?!" ”