"Spirit Artifact ......"

Ying Chengfeng's face suddenly became extremely strange, and he could naturally recognize that the sword in his uncle's hand was the first spiritual weapon that his old man had personally refined.

After being instilled by Master Zhang Mingyun, this sword has become Yinglide's favorite weapon.

Moreover, it was precisely because of this sword that Ying Lide was able to join the Foundry Hall in the sect. For him, the sword had great symbolic significance.

But even so, when he learned that Ying Chengfeng was about to enter the Qilian Mountains, Ying Lide took out this sword without hesitation.

Taking a deep breath, Ying Chengfeng shook his head slightly, and said, "Uncle, this sword is your beloved thing, I can't ask for it." ”

Yinglid glared at him, and said angrily: "What do you mean you can't ask for it, hmph, this is just a spirit sword, do you think that with my strength, I can't forge a second spirit weapon?"

Ying Chengfeng shook his head again and again, and said, "Uncle, you know that I didn't mean that. ”

With a light snort, Yinglide said: "Boy, you remember for me that Miss Shen Yuqi can invite you to go with you, which is very face-saving for you." She is a descendant of Master Zhang Mingyun, naturally it is impossible to lack top-notch equipment, this spirit sword may not be nothing in her eyes, but this is the best spirit weapon that Uncle can prepare for you. After a pause, he stretched out his hand, patted Ying Chengfeng on the shoulder, and said, "Young man, work hard, don't lose points in front of her." ”

Ying Chengfeng looked at him with tears and laughter, but he was quite moved in his heart.

It's just that for today's Ying Chengfeng, this spirit weapon sword is really a bit of a chicken rib.

Knocking his mouth, he was in a hurry and said, "Uncle, my nephew really doesn't need this spiritual weapon." ”

"Why?" asked Inlid, with a wrinkle of face.

Touching his scalp, Ying Chengfeng made an embarrassed look and said, "Because I already have self-defense items." ”

"You have self-defense...... Oh, did she send it?"

Although Yinglid did not name her, the idiots knew who this "she" was referring to.

Ying Chengfeng smiled, he neither nodded in acknowledgement, nor shook his head in denial. But this expression immediately made Yinglid misunderstand.

Nodding slowly, Yinglid sighed lightly: "Also, since she invited you to a dangerous place like the Qilian Mountains, she must have made all preparations." Hehe, although Uncle Wei also knows some methods of refining weapons, if it is compared with Master Zhang Mingyun, it is a world away. As he spoke, his gaze fell on Ying Chengfeng's body and said, "Can you let me see what Miss Shen Yuqi has given you?"

Ying Chengfeng nodded slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Uncle, you wait." ”

Before the words fell, he was already flying through the past. But only a moment later, Ying Chengfeng walked in with the same long sword.

Yinglid took it and instilled a little bit of true qi.

The next moment, a glimmer of light suddenly bloomed on the entire long sword, especially at the tip of the sword, that ray of light was even more condensed, flickering with a palpitating feeling.

Yinglid gasped, his eyes narrowed, and his true qi kept sweeping over the sword.

This long sword was not under his carefully crafted weapon in terms of texture or forging skills, but what really surprised him was the spirit pattern line on the long sword and the powerful spiritual power.

Although the spiritual pattern is somewhat similar to the pattern he inscribed, there are subtle changes in some places, and it is precisely because of these inconspicuous changes that the spiritual power is more integrated with it.

Although he had never really tried it, Ying Lide just had a feeling that the long sword that Ying Chengfeng took out was sharper than the sword in his hand.

Sighing softly, he returned the long sword to Ying Chengfeng, and said convincingly: "Master Zhang Mingyun is powerful, just an ordinary long sword can be forged to this extent." He nodded, but his words changed abruptly, and said, "Chengfeng, since Miss Shen Yuqi is destined for you, then you must not let this opportunity be missed from the present." ”

The reason why he was willing to lend the only spiritual weapon in his hand to Ying Chengfeng was that he hoped that this kid would not be too weak in front of beautiful women.

Although Ying Chengfeng's talent is too poor, since Shen Yuqi likes it, then there is a possibility that she will eventually return to the beauty.

To that end, he will do whatever it takes.

However, he didn't expect that the beautiful little girl like an elf had already prepared everything, which could be seen from the long sword in Ying Chengfeng's hand alone.

Shen Yuqi is so attentive to Chengfeng, her mind can be imagined.

As soon as he thought of this, Yinglide was suddenly relieved, and he looked at his nephew with a little more joy.

"Uncle, my nephew is leaving tomorrow, look at ......" Ying Chengfeng asked cautiously.

Yinglid laughed and said, "Go, as for your parents, I will explain it for them." ”

Ying Chengfeng was completely relieved, although his parents were very prestigious in the village, but if they were compared to this uncle, it was far behind. Moreover, both father and mother are extremely convinced of this uncle who has already achieved something, and with him in his presence, then everything will not be a problem.

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The Qilian Mountains are a huge mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles.

If one could look down from the sky, they would be able to see a huge black dragon-like creature crawling on the ground.

Its seemingly boundless body meanders, especially the head and tail sections rise high and go straight into the sky, as if it is swallowing the sky and sucking the sun, looking up to the sky and roaring.

However, although the Qilian Mountains are vast and boundless, the place where the most people come and go is still Longtou Rock.

This is the outer part of the mountain range, and although there are a large number of fierce beasts and a small number of exotic beasts, their strength is only comparable to that of the samurai of the fourth or fifth level of true qi among the human beings. For the vast majority of ordinary samurai, it is undoubtedly the safest to roam in this area.

And it is precisely because of the large number of people who come here that a small village is naturally formed at the foot of the mountain.

This village and town is named after Longyan, and there are countless dragons and snakes in it.

When Ying Chengfeng came here alone, he did not go directly into the mountains, but found the largest inn to live in.

Before he came here, he also asked Yinglid about the situation in the Qilian Mountains, and Yinglide naturally gave it to him without reservation.

However, what Ying Lide never imagined was that after Ying Chengfeng left the village, he did not join Shen Yuqi and others, but went to Longyan Town alone.

If he knew the truth, he would definitely not allow a fifteen-year-old little guy who had never been far from home to come alone in this complex town.

It's just that Ying Chengfeng, who has two lifetimes of experience, has a young appearance, but what is hidden under this face is an old heart and a pair of eyes that do not match the age of the appearance.

After entering an unfamiliar environment, he did not look for any remote shops to settle in, but went directly to the largest and most luxurious inn in the town.

While it can be expensive, there's no doubt that staying here minimizes the possibility of some accidents.

Moreover, after he moved in, he did not immediately rush into the dangerous mountain area, but dressed neatly and went out for a walk.

Although the population here is not as good as that of Panlong Town, the liveliness is not inferior at all.

Ying rode the wind and looked at each other coldly, and quickly turned around.

In the town, he saw many special shops, even the branch of Bishui Garden.

This is not surprising, although the Qilian Mountains are dangerous, but when you enter them, there is the possibility of hunting strange beasts. Although the value of the beast is high and low, each beast can be sold for a lot of money.

Although many people have their own forces, many more of them are casual cultivators, and the strange beasts they hunt must be exchanged for all kinds of powerful weapons, armor, pills, and cultivation cheats.

In this small town, there is an unimaginable amount of wealth. And forces like Bishui Yuan are naturally unwilling to give up a good deal to others.

So, it's not surprising to see a variety of shops here.

However, what really attracted Yingchengfeng's attention was the free trading place in a remote corner of the town.

Not all loose cultivators are willing to sell their hunted beasts or treasures found in the mountains to shops, and there are always those who want to sell their goods for a higher price.

Therefore, this kind of free trading place came into being.

Here, people take what they want to sell and let others pick and choose.

Of course, this is dangerous for both parties, whether it is the buyer, the Yang or the seller, there is a possibility of being slaughtered, or even assassinated afterwards.

However, the price of the items sold here is generally more than 30% higher than that of those sold directly in the store. So although it is dangerous, it is still very lively.

When Ying Chengfeng entered this place, he immediately saw countless strange eyes.

He thought about it for a moment, and immediately understood why.

The people who can come here are all real old rivers and lakes, and the youngest is twenty-three or fourteen years old. Moreover, the weather-beaten vicissitudes of wrinkles can be seen on the faces of these people, and they are obviously experienced people.

Someone like him who came here with such an appearance and age, and was obviously alone, although not unique, was rare.

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