In the sensational flow of people.

Xuan Feng stood in front of a small stall, a white silk shop on the ground, on which more than a dozen strange ornaments were scattered around.

A bronze coin with a mutilated dime, a strange stone with a white texture on the surface, a broken rhinoceros horn, tiger teeth, deer antler velvet......

The most eye-catching thing is the leftmost of the stall, where a complete tiger skin is placed, layered on top of each other, flowing with a faint golden light, and every hair is as smooth and bright as silk.

Xuan Feng has already cultivated to the Muscle and Bone Realm, and one step further is the Innate Realm.

Under the guidance of Xiao Yu'er, he has begun to comprehend the vitality of traveling in heaven and earth, the tiger skin in front of him flashes with spiritual light, and the golden light is restrained, and he must have been a fierce spirit tiger before his death.

"Senior, how much is this tiger skin worth?" As he spoke, Xuan Feng squatted down and flicked the hair on the tiger skin casually.

He wanted to use this tiger skin as a tribute to the Mu Hu couple in the future, Mu Hu had always dreamed of stepping into the innate realm and having a spirit beast of his own.

Xuan Feng vaguely remembered that before he was six years old, there were two unusual demon beasts living in the small courtyard of the wooden tiger, a majestic black cheetah, and a tiger cub with red hair and gold.

"A thousand blood spirit stones. ”

The owner of the stall is a burly middle-aged man, whose real name is Liu Wushuang, and he is an ordinary casual cultivator.

Under the reflection of the sunlight, the snow blade hanging from Xuan Feng's waist shimmered with white light, and it was difficult not to get people's attention.

Liu Wushuang's cultivation had reached the middle stage of innate nature, and Xuan Feng's body had not given birth to divine consciousness, so he could not detect the former's cultivation.

But out of respect for the strong, he leaned over, lowered his hand and bowed to the former, saying.

"Senior, the kid came in a hurry today, and he only has five medium-grade blood spirit stones on his body, I don't know if the seniors can cut their love. ”

Liu Wushuang sat cross-legged on the ground and carefully glanced at Xuan Feng, his eyebrows were sharp, his face was square, and although his face was slightly immature, he was not stable in his gestures.

"The children of the Xiao family are really extraordinary people! I have never seen this son in Wolong City, but this is the genius child of the Purple Qilin King who is secretly hidden. If you can make friends with him, and make him owe a favor, it will be of great benefit in the future. ”

After secretly thinking about it in his heart, Liu Wushuang waved his finger and pointed to the tiger skin on the left side of the stall, and laughed:

"I see that Xiaoyou's spirit is high, and he must be a talent. In Xialiu Wushuang, this fierce python tiger skin is sold to Xiaoyou at half price, and the right is a gift for you and me to get acquainted. ”

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Xuan Feng didn't know the deep meaning implied in the other party's words, he was overjoyed in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he took out five medium-grade blood spirit stones from his arms and handed them to Liu Wushuang.

Then, he crouched down and reached out to pick up the tiger skin.

"This fierce python tiger was a second-order early stage spirit beast when he was alive, and Brother Liu was selling it so cheaply, probably because he wanted to deliberately disturb the market in the Huangming Fang. ”

A strange sarcastic voice came from the flow of people on the left behind him.

"Yes, the second-order early stage spirit beast is a fierce beast comparable to a mid-innate master, and if you sell it so cheaply, it will definitely destroy the operation of the market. ”

"Five hundred low-grade blood spirit stones want to buy a second-order early-stage spirit beast skin, if this matter spreads, who else will pay a high price to buy a spirit beast skin in the future. ”

......

A word shook a thousand waves.

The vendors on Liu Wushuang's left and right sides and the crowd of people walking back and forth in front of the stalls opened their mouths to denounce.

Liu Wushuang looked embarrassed, he wanted to use this to climb the towering tree of the "Xiao Family", who would have expected that it would cause everyone's reproach.

It is normal for businessmen to pursue profits, but if they do the opposite, they will be criticized.

"Don't get me wrong, this little friend is making old acquaintances, so he will sell it at half price. ”

A little bead of sweat overflowed from Liu Wushuang's forehead, and it was difficult to reconcile, he didn't dare to sit on the charge of "disrupting the operation of the Huangmingfang market".

A loose cultivator like him, once convicted, would definitely be sentenced to death by the people in charge of the imperial family in the Imperial Mansion.

Xuan Feng read all the books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he also knew this, and he also saw the danger on Liu Wushuang's face, in order not to embarrass the latter, he stepped forward and said.

"Senior, this tiger skin is no longer needed, those few pieces of blood spirit stones should be the atonement ceremony below, please ......."

"Hmph! A small nameless casual cultivator can also get acquainted with the Xiao family's descendant disciple, Liu Wushuang, you really have a wide range of friends. ”

A cold snort suddenly interrupted Xuan Feng's words.

Xuan Feng was furious in his heart, stood up, and turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

"Purple Qilin! This kid turned out to be a descendant of the Xiao family, hurry up."

"Father, what is the purple unicorn?"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go!"

......

The stall was crowded with all kinds of people, and it was not until this moment that everyone saw the purple unicorn pattern painted on Xuan Feng's chest.

Some of the peddlers who had come from afar were shocked and immediately dispersed as birds and beasts.

The crowd dispersed, and a young man in a snow-white robe with a white bird painted on his chest paced out of the crowd.

Five fat and strong middle-aged men and a thin middle-aged man followed.

"It's you, you thief, you dare to appear here. ”

Xuan Feng was furious, and the middle-aged man who followed closely to the left of the young man was Murong Ku, who had his right hand cut off before.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

With murderous intent in his eyes, Murong waved his hand at Xuan Feng, stepped forward, and said softly: "Master Hua, this is the person, the real dragon bone is in his arms." ”

"It's strange, this son knows all the descendants of the same age in the Xiao family's mansion, why have I never seen this person in Wolong City. ”

The young man was puzzled in his heart, he took a few steps forward, and chuckled: "Under Murong Hua, I don't know what to call the virtuous brother. ”

The white bird painted on the other party's chest is a symbol of the descendants of the Murong family.

According to legend, when the Taizu of the Shenlong Empire conquered the world, the Xiao family, the Murong family, the Li family, and the Shangguan family ...... The ancestors of the four families have all made great contributions.

Taizu was grateful for the merits of the four families, and in the name of the mounts of the four ancestors, he was canonized as the hereditary Purple Qilin King, the Honghu King, the Green Sparrow King, and the White Tiger King.

The white Honghu is the mount of the ancestor of the Murong clan, the Honghu Royal Flying South, thousands of miles together, Honghu, a bloodline of the ancient holy beast Phoenix clan.

It is said that the mounts of the ancestors of the four families are still dormant in the depths of their mansions, and the longevity of the spirit beasts far exceeds that of ordinary human races.

This legend has always been talked about by the people in Wolong City, no one knows whether it is true or not, but it is groundless, for hundreds of years, no large sect dares to openly disobey the four major cultivation families.

"The Tao is not the same, senior, don't want the tiger skin under it, farewell!"

Xuan Feng squinted at Murong Hua with cold eyes, took a big stride, bypassed everyone, and quickly walked towards one of the lanes not far away.

Since the ancestors of the four families passed away, there have been constant fights between the four families, and sometimes there have even been bloodshed.

In the past eight hundred years, there have been no less than 1,000 Murong people who have died at the hands of the Xiao family's disciples, and similarly, the Murong people have also hunted and killed many Xiao family children.

These are recorded in the scriptures in the Cabinet of Scriptures.

At this moment, it was getting late, Xuan Feng had been staying in the Huangming Workshop for a whole day, he didn't want to make any extraneous branches, along the laneway, his steps were fast, and he soon disappeared around the corner of the lane.

"Toast and don't eat and drink! chase me, and be sure to snatch the keel for me before anyone else finds him." ”

Looking at Xuan Feng who was leaving in a hurry, a touch of anger flashed in Murong Hua's eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, the five middle-aged men behind him flew around, all of them as light as swallows, like ghosts, and their speed was very fast.

Murong Ku looked flattering, kept rubbing his hands, and said without saying anything: "Master Hua, look at this ......."

A touch of disdain appeared on Murong Hua's face, and he waved his hand and took out a bulging cyan cloth bag from his arms, discarded it on the ground casually, and sneered.

"I really don't know why that old guy still lets you live until now, take this money and hurry up to this son. ”

"Yes, yes, Childe's lesson is that I'll leave ......."

Murong Ku smiled all over his face, waved his hand to pick up the money bag on the ground, took a step, and soon disappeared into the crowd on the side.

"With this keel, Ben Gongzi will be able to create a top-notch magic weapon, and in three months, Ben Gongzi will definitely be able to stand out from the crowd. ”

Murong Hua is the second son of the current head of the Murong family, Murong Fu.

Half a month ago, Wolong City ushered in a special big man, who secretly entered the Imperial City with the Zhongzhou Order, and was specifically responsible for selecting the next batch of children of the family to enter Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou is the center of the entire Haoyu Continent, where all the powerful cultivators above the Jade Emperor Realm on the continent gather.

The Royal Contest is held every four years, and the specific time of each session is uncertain, and only those under the age of eighteen who have reached the early stage of cultivation are eligible to apply.

All the talented teenagers who stand out from the royal competition will be sent to Zhongzhou for further study.

The blazing sun moved westward, gradually receding its dazzling coat, the sky was dim, and the clouds in the west were reflected in the fiery red of the setting sun.

In a certain alley in Wolong City.

Xuan Feng held the snow blade in his right hand, cushioned his toes, and his steps were fast, and after every rise, he could leave a long open space behind him.

"Boom...... Boy, in front of the masters of the Innate Realm, no matter how light you are as light as a swallow, you can't escape from the palm of our hands. ”

"Boy, obediently hand over the real keel, otherwise, today next year will be your death day. ”

"Hmph, be quiet for Lao Tzu, this kid is a descendant of the Xiao family. ”

......

At dusk, most of the houses on the left and right sides of the alleyway have closed their courtyard doors, and few people move.

The five middle-aged men sent by Murong Hua were all masters of the Innate Realm, and they were chasing after them.

Xuan Feng was out of breath when he was tired, his little face was flushed, if he hadn't run away in advance, he would have been caught by the five people behind him.

"No! I'm going to get caught sooner or later. ”

The five middle-aged men have the support of vitality in their bodies, but he is running away with brute force, the vitality dissipates, and it can be replenished from heaven and earth, once the brute force is exhausted, Xuan Feng can only sit and wait for death.

Looking at the five people who were getting closer and closer behind him, Xuan Feng made an astonishing decision, stopped his body, turned his hand and sacrificed the snow Jiao blade, stomped on the ground with both feet, and flew vertically, and actually took the lead in slashing towards the five people.