The Lingbao Society is not a commercial organization like the Lingyun Pavilion, it is directly subordinate to the lord of the Huayu Domain, and is responsible for managing all the commercial and trade activities in the Huayu Domain, in order to get this opportunity to be nominated, Gong Ningshui has not less money in the hands of the person in charge of the Lingbao Club branch, and now it has finally achieved results.

What really surprised Mo Feng was that even if Gong Ningshui and the people of the Lingbao Society got along well, if he wanted to be eligible to enter Canglan City, he had to meet at least some extremely harsh conditions, such as the amount of monthly transactions was at least ten pieces of low-grade divine jade, and there were detailed regulations on working capital and trade scale, he originally thought that it would take at least a year or two to do this, but he didn't expect Gong Ningshui to develop to this point in a few months.

Of course, Xu Che's credit is definitely indispensable, his subordinates have always maintained close trade contacts with the Lingyun Pavilion, and they are now the biggest patrons in the Pavilion, and the transaction amount every month is at least eight pieces of low-grade divine jade, which can be said to be the one person who provoked the beam.

The development of the Lingyun Pavilion also led to the development of the Kamikaze Sect, after all, those various heavenly and earthly treasures were all six percent off for the disciples in the sect, which was equivalent to the highest eight-star membership price. A perfect virtuous circle has been reached between the two, the Divine Wind Sect is the military reserve of the Spirit Movement Pavilion, and the Spirit Movement Pavilion provides sufficient cultivation resources for the Divine Wind Sect, which can be said to complement each other.

However, Mo Feng is still a little strange, of course, it is a good thing that the business of Lingyun Pavilion is getting bigger and bigger, but Nanming Prefecture is such a big place, where can there be so many resources for trading and circulation?

Fortunately, there was also a letter written by Qin Feng to him, and Mo Feng suddenly realized it after reading it. Although he, the sect master, was not guarding the sect, the power of the Kamikaze Sect still silently spread out of the scope of Nanming Prefecture, and several small state capitals such as the surrounding Xiaoshuangzhou and Dashuangzhou were included in the actual jurisdiction of the Kamikaze Sect, and many sects have since become affiliated sects, and those mineral veins and treasure origins have also been assigned a certain share to the Lingyun Pavilion, becoming a steady stream of resource reserves.

Of course, this is also thanks to Mohe, for several small states in the south, the Xuanzun master is a god-like existence, even if Mohe just cultivates with peace of mind and ignores these miscellaneous matters, it is already a great deterrent for them. Some of the slightly larger state capitals around them are trying to befriend the Divine Wind Sect and the Spirit Luck Pavilion, unwilling to easily offend the characters of this level.

Seeing that everything was on a benign track of rapid development, Mo Feng took out a blank jade slip and burned all the things he wanted to explain into it, and it was the best thing for him for the Lingyun Pavilion to develop into Canglan City, so as not to have some trouble with remote command after all.

As for why he didn't write a letter...... For a modern person who has never practiced calligraphy, drawing the crooked brush characters is definitely a very terrifying experience, not to mention that although the writing in this world is also square hieroglyphs, it is completely different from Chinese characters 108,000 miles away, if it were not for the memory and instinct of the original owner of the body of the ink wind, otherwise he would have fallen into a miserable illiteracy situation that could neither understand nor write.

Thinking that the Spirit Luck Pavilion would soon appear in Canglan City, Mo Feng's mood suddenly improved a lot, so he took out more than a dozen pieces of Spirit Skill Jade from the Spirit Ring and began to look through them one by one.

Now that he has officially stepped into the Xuan Realm, those spiritual skills of the Qi Cultivation Realm are no longer enough to meet his requirements, and it happened that when he was in the Gulian Swamp, he harvested the inheritance of a powerful person, and there are more than ten exquisite Xuan Xuan Spiritual Skills in it, and the spiritual skills of the same level in the Moxiang Pavilion of the Academy cost a lot of contribution points, and Mo Feng will not let go of the free spiritual skills and not learn, but spend his hard-won contribution points.

After putting aside a few jade slips that didn't fit his style, Mo Feng's attention was quickly attracted by a jade slip called "Crimson Kill", which was a spiritual skill that was biased towards the fire attribute, and perfectly combined the fierceness of yang fire and the erosion of yin fire, and the attack power was definitely the first in the same level.

It's just that this spiritual skill is at the level of the top grade of the Xuan, according to common sense, it takes at least half a year to a year for a master at the peak of the Xuanxuan to comprehend Xiaocheng, and it takes several years to be proficient if he is really a master, and a cultivator like Mo Feng who has just entered the Tongxuan Realm will not think much about it.

Mo Feng put down "Crimson Killing" for the time being, browsed through the dozen or so jade slips, and finally selected three of his favorite spiritual skills, two attacks and one defense.

However, looking at these three jade slips, Mo Feng's heart was full of helplessness, was his vision too high or what, how did he choose these three jade slips, both of them were of the top grade, what year and month would they have to wait until they were learned?

However, in terms of spiritual skills, he has always been not much more expensive, if he randomly chooses a low-grade spiritual skill, then it is better to let him continue to use the high-grade "Blood Shadow Killing", anyway, the cultivators in the early stage of Tongxuan generally have no time to update their spiritual skills.

In the end, Mo Feng still picked up the attack spirit skill "Dark Demon Light" at the level of Tongxuan Zhongpin, and decided to practice it first, if he really didn't achieve anything for a month or two, then he would honestly practice Tongxuan's lower grade spiritual skill. Although Mo Feng didn't feel stupid, it was said that the Psychic Spiritual Technique and the Qi Cultivation Spiritual Technique were completely different things, almost equivalent to the gap between college students and elementary school students, and his ability to quickly master the Qi Cultivation Spiritual Technique did not mean that he could easily handle the Profound Spiritual Technique.

Sure enough, this ink wind feels the difference, if there is a fixed formula routine for the spiritual skills of the Qi cultivation realm and below, the description of the Xuan Ling Technique is too obscure and ethereal, just like a mysterious article in front of you, you don't even understand the proper nouns in it, let alone understand the gist of the article.

Mo Feng read through the jade slip, it was like a feeling of understanding or not, as if what it said was very reasonable, but he couldn't tell the reason why he let himself explain, but he had already been mentally prepared, so he planned to read it a few more times, and when he looked at it, the afternoon passed unconsciously, and it was soon late at night.

Mo Feng was chased and killed in the morning, which can be described as thrilling, and at this moment, he looked at the boring and obscure Psychic Spiritual Technique Jade Jian over and over again, and when it was late at night, he quickly became sleepy, and he only felt that his exhaustion was surging like a tide and drowning him.

It's just that since he became a cultivator in this world, Mo Feng rarely eats and sleeps, and all the time at night is used for cultivation, so at this moment, he habitually suppresses sleepiness and continues to study this jade slip in the clouds and fog, and the spiritual power in his body is also flowing with it, simulating the principle of dark magic light over and over again.

I saw that the faint light in his left hand was not formed at all, it was not as bright as the candle flame, and even the color was only a light gray, and it was simply an unattainable task to condense a complete and condensed black light as said in the jade slip.

Mo Feng was not discouraged, because many cultivators in the early stage of Tongxuan couldn't even practice the lower grade Tongxuan Spirit Technique, and his ability to condense a little glimmer of light in half a day had already proved that he was very talented, and this matter was not in a hurry.

But such a boring and monotonous cycle of cultivation is really easy to make people tired and boring, Mo Feng insisted on persevering and finally fell into the chaos unconsciously, but because his last vague consciousness was still condensing the dark demon light beam over and over again, so he was doing the same thing even in a dream in a trance, and gradually he couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality, let alone whether he was asleep or awake......

At this time, Mo Feng naturally didn't know that the clouds and mist in the depths of his soul sea gradually faded, and a corner of a jade-white bottle appeared, and the faint white light was like a light rain in early spring, moisturizing things and silently drifting out, blending into his spiritual power, and also into the swaying and faint light gray light in his left hand......

The night passed quickly, and when a ray of morning light shone on Mo Feng's face through the window, he finally slowly woke up and opened his eyes a little dazedly.

Soon Mo Feng realized that he had accidentally fallen asleep, and he had slept for a full six hours! Such a waste of time was unforgivable, considering that he could not rest for more than an hour on weekdays.

But he slept all the time, and he couldn't beat himself up, forget it, just treat it as if it was hard yesterday and take a vacation once in a while.

He slept refreshed this night, and Mo Feng casually took out a few fresh white fruits from the spirit ring, and made them for today's breakfast. In fact, if it weren't for the abundant spiritual power contained in the white spirit fruit, which helped to speed up his cultivation, maybe he wouldn't even bother to eat breakfast.

After seeing that his spiritual power had further progressed, Mo Feng planned to continue cultivating, he didn't know when he fell asleep last night, and he didn't know how well the dark demon light had been cultivated by him, hoping that it would be effective.

The contents on the jade slip had already been memorized by him, so as soon as Mo Feng's mind moved, the spiritual power flowed through the familiar trajectory, and the wisps condensed together in a special form, and finally transformed into a deep black light.

Wait, a bunch? And it's black?

Mo Feng was stunned for a moment, and the condensed beam of light in his hand instantly shattered and disappeared from under his eyes, as if everything was his illusion just now.

Mo Feng calmed down and started again, and the black light, which was so slender that it was only the width of his little finger, appeared in front of him again, exuding a dark and deep aura, as if he was from another world, out of place with the air around him.

As soon as Mo Feng's mind moved, this black light flew straight out silently, easily passed through the wall, and then deftly turned around and flew back according to Mo Feng's intention, like an obedient and well-behaved little black snake.

It's just that this seemingly harmless black light condenses the spiritual power of the ink wind, and after the condensation of this special way of construction, it is enough to ignore the defensive spiritual skills of the middle grade of the Xuan, and even the high-grade ones can be pierced and broken to a certain extent!

And the spiritual power condensed by the Dao Origin Technique was enough to make Mo Feng and the late stage cultivators of Tongxuan contend, which meant that it was ......

Rao is Mo Feng wanted to be calm and calm, and he couldn't help but feel heartfelt surprise at the moment, although this surprise came a little inexplicably, he didn't know why such a strange mutation happened after one night.

If you want others to know that a junior cultivator in the early stage of Tongxuan has practiced a Tongxuan mid-grade spiritual technique to a small level in one day and one night, I am afraid that my jaw will be shocked.

In the next few days, Mo Feng was not greedy, and honestly continued to practice the dark magic light, and I don't know if he was enlightened by elm or how, the effect improved by leaps and bounds, and in less than ten days, he practiced to the level of Dacheng, which was enough to condense a beam of black light the thickness of an arm, and it came and went like an arm and a finger, and others couldn't see its movements clearly.

Even Mo Feng also integrated it into the sword light, and after the blessing of the Xuan-level spiritual weapon, the power of the dark demon light rose several steps, which was enough to pose a threat to the peak cultivator of the Xuan, which was not much weaker than his soul power.

Mo Feng, who was in a good mood, walked out of the courtyard, but happened to see a tall woman in a fiery red robe, her breath was hidden, at least she was also a powerhouse at the level of Huazun, but at this moment, this beautiful woman with beautiful eyebrows was frowning tightly, with gloom and anger on her face, and her high heels stepped on the sound of "bang", and I don't know who provoked her.

Mo Feng only glanced at her, and the woman in red noticed his gaze, stopped and asked casually, "Have you seen Fang Zijin?"

"No ......" Mo Feng subconsciously replied, and then reacted, this woman in red actually called Fang Zijin's name, it stands to reason that although this senior brother is not a little out of tune on weekdays, others still respect him, but they don't know what the identity of this woman in red is.

"Fang Zijin ......" The woman in red began to grind her teeth, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like she had a gritted hatred, and she didn't know how Senior Brother Fang provoked her.

She seemed to have lost all her patience, and the next moment Mo Feng saw the woman in red hanging in the air, as if she was being pulled by some invisible force, floating on top of the pavilion of the academy, and then an earth-shattering roar resounded throughout the entire area: "Fang, Zi, Jin! I know you're back, where do you want me to hide?! You must come to see me as soon as possible today, otherwise I will demolish your Ziting Courtyard!"

"Ziting Yuan...... Courtyard...... Hospital ......"

Listening to the echo that spread, Mo Feng couldn't help but secretly shake his head, this young woman who seemed to be only in her teens was actually a master of the Venerable Realm, it seemed that Senior Brother Fang was really in trouble, shouldn't he have done something to others that he shouldn't do? But that guy is a little bit lazy, but I haven't heard how romantic he is?

On the other side, Fang Zijin had already sneakily appeared in Wen Nianxuan's courtyard, glaring and asking, "Third Senior Brother, didn't I tell you that day that I wasn't allowed to tell others that I was back?"

"I didn't leak it anyway. Wen Nianxuan looked up at the woman in red in mid-air and said calmly.

"That's strange, I came back so low-key, it stands to reason that no one knows......" Fang Zijin rubbed his chin in distress, and suddenly remembered something: "It can't be that Mo Feng's kid said that he leaked his mouth, right?"

Wen Nianxuan glanced at him vigilantly and said, "He doesn't know what happened between you, even if it was really what he said unintentionally, you wouldn't still plan to kill your junior brother to vent your anger, right?"

Fang Zijin said with a bitter face: "Don't I think it's strange...... This evil star has always done what he says, what the hell should I do......"