Zhu Qing saw that Yang Fengtian couldn't learn to fly the sword for a while, and after thinking about it for a while, his face suddenly turned red, he gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and shouted: "Don't practice, come here~"

When Yang Fengtian heard this, he quickly jumped down, took back the ice and snow sword, came to Zhu Qing's side, and said excitedly, "Senior sister, what's wrong?" I'll be able to fly with Edgeworth after another half a day! ”

Zhu Qing glared at Yang Fengtian and said, "When you learn it, then the 'Lingping Secret Realm' will be gone~"

Yang Fengtian asked, "What should I do then?" You can't let me run, can you? ”

Zhu Qing gave him an idiot's divine eye, summoned the Frost Sword, and injected spiritual power into the Frost Sword, making the Frost Sword instantly triple in size.

Zhu Qing jumped on the Frost Sword, beckoned to Yang Fengtian and said, "Come up, I'll take you~"

Yang Fengtian saw that there was a free driver, so he hurriedly jumped on the frost sword and stood behind Zhu Qing.

Because the two were too close, Yang Fengtian smelled a fragrant body fragrance, and Zhu Qing felt a strong manly breath, and the two of them were suddenly uneasy.

The Frost Sword lost its balance, and the two of them struggled to maintain their balance on the Frost Sword to keep themselves from falling.

"Where did you put your claws, take them away for me, or I'll cut off your claws" The two of them didn't fall from the frost sword after they were in a hurry, and Zhu Qing found that in the panic, Yang Fengtian actually hugged her from behind, and his two hands were still holding her chest, and he immediately scolded angrily.

"Ah~I'm sorry, senior sister, I didn't mean to~" Yang Fengtian realized that his hands were held where they shouldn't be, so he quickly retracted his hands, took two steps back, and kept a certain distance.

Zhu Qing tried his best to control the anger in his heart, called deeply, calmed the shaking of his chest, and said as calmly as he could: "Keep a certain distance, put your hands in my thinnest place~"

"Oh~Okay~" Yang Fengtian replied weakly, and then put his hands on Zhu Qing's neck.

"Are you a pig? Why are you putting your hands on my neck, do you want to strangle me? Zhu Qing was about to go away in an instant, and he really wanted to shoot Yang Fengtian directly.

"You asked me to put my hands on your thinnest place, and the thinnest part of your body is your neck~" Yang Fengtian said innocently.

"Waist, I asked you to put your hands on my waist, you stupid~" Zhu Qing was so angry that he was about to spurt blood!

"Oh oh oh ~ I see, I know~" Yang Fengtian suddenly realized, and then put his hands on Zhu Qing's slender waist, but he didn't dare to get too close to Zhu Qing, for fear that Zhu Qing would run away.

Zhu Qing was so angry that he didn't want to speak, and directly controlled the Frost Sword to fly forward.

Frightened, Yang Fengtian almost fell off the frost sword again, and his hands were tightly supported on Zhu Qing's waist.

Zhu Qing felt the strength on his waist, afraid that Yang Fengtian would mess up again, so he hurriedly controlled the speed of the Frost Sword, so as not to make Yang Fengtian nervous again.

On the way, in order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Zhu Qing took the initiative to introduce a lot of information about the Lingpingshan Trading Market.

From her mouth, she learned that although the Lingpingshan Trading Square Market is only a small market, it is quite large-scale, and it only opens once every three months for seven days.

Whether it is the number of cultivators participating or the types of resources, it is very large.

The resources needed for the cultivation of cultivators below the Jindan can basically be found here.

After flying for four hours, Yang Fengtian finally saw Lingping Mountain.

Looking at Lingping Mountain from the air, the mountains are undulating and a dark green. Halfway up the mountainside, shrouded in a large area of fog, hazy smoke and rain, the beautiful scenery makes people feel refreshed and happy, and makes people feel that Lingping Mountain is a little mysterious.

Zhu Qing controlled the Frost Sword and landed in a clearing at the foot of Lingping Mountain.

Yang Fengtian stood in front of the simple gate made of wooden pillars, and when he looked up, there were several big characters on it, "Lingpingshan Trading Square Market", and next to it was a large wooden sign that read, "No flying, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" ”

On the left and right sides of the gate stood two men from the Qi Refining Realm, who seemed to be the guards in charge of the door.

"Free movement, I will look for you then~" After Zhu Qing finished speaking, he took out a spirit stone and threw it to a guard, and then entered the trading market by himself.

Before Yang Fengtian could reply, Zhu Qing disappeared.

Yang Fengtian could only reluctantly walk into the trading market by himself.

"Entrance fee, a lower grade spirit stone~" Before he could walk in, Yang Fengtian was stopped by one of the cultivators guarding the door.

"Didn't my senior sister hand it over just now?" Yang Fengtian was stunned for a moment and asked.

The cultivator said expressionlessly, "One person has a lower grade spirit stone, and she only handed over one lower grade spirit stone just now. ”

Yang Fengtian was dumbfounded, because he only had some spirit runes and materials for making spirit runes in his storage ring, and he didn't have a single spirit stone at all.

Seeing that Yang Fengtian couldn't even take out a piece of the lower grade spirit stone, the cultivator showed a look of contempt and said indifferently, "If you don't have a spirit stone, you can't enter the trading market." Please stand aside and don't get in the way of others. ”

Yang Fengtian saw the cultivator's look of contempt, and really wanted to slap him to death with one palm, but under the eaves, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he could only swallow this breath.

Yang Fengtian had no choice but to stand aside and stand stupidly.

At this time, from mid-air, a bearded Han Imperial Weapon came, and was about to dig out spirit stones to enter the trading market.

Yang Fengtian's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop the bearded man, and arched his hand: "This senior brother, hello!" Can I trouble you? ”

The bearded man was also stopped inexplicably, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Fengtian took out a fireball talisman from the storage ring and asked, "Can I use this fireball talisman to exchange a low-grade spirit stone with you?" Don't know how convenient it is? ”

"A fireball talisman for a lower grade spirit stone?" The bearded man asked.

"Yes~ I forgot to bring the spirit stone when I went out~ hehe~" Yang Fengtian said embarrassedly.

The bearded man suspiciously took the fireball talisman and carefully checked it several times, for fear that someone would be deceived by someone with an inferior fireball talisman, and the inferior fireball talisman was worthless.

After checking it several times, it was determined that the quality of this fireball talisman was very good, and it should be worth three lower-grade spirit stones, and an ordinary fireball talisman was worth two lower-grade spirit stones.

"Do you really want to exchange this fireball talisman for a low-grade spirit stone?" The bearded man didn't dare to think of such a good thing, so he quickly reconfirmed.

"Yes~ a fireball talisman for a low-grade spirit stone~" In fact, Yang Fengtian didn't know if a fireball talisman could be a low-grade spirit stone, so he replied nervously.

After the bearded man confirmed, he hurriedly took out a low-grade spirit stone and handed it to Yang Fengtian, quickly put the fireball talisman into the storage bag, and hurriedly handed over a low-grade spirit stone and entered the trading market, fearing that Yang Fengtian would regret it.

The bearded man's behavior proved that the price of a fireball talisman was more than a low-grade spirit stone, and Yang Fengtian didn't care, because there were more fireball talismans in his storage ring, which was not worse than this one.

Seeing that the bearded man had actually exchanged a low-grade spirit stone for a fireball talisman, the four cultivators guarding the door showed envious expressions.

Yang Fengtian threw the lower grade spirit stone in his hand to the cultivator who was guarding the door, ignored them, and directly entered the Fang Market.

Entering the trading market, Yang Feng found that this trading market is really not small.

There are countless stalls neatly arranged in the open space of the trading market, and in front of the stalls, countless cultivators are surging, and it is very lively.

Those cultivators were men and women, old and young, and wore all kinds of costumes, some wore armor, some wore animal skins, and some wore the costumes of various sects.

Most of them are cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm, and there are also many foundation building powerhouses walking around.

And the things sold in those stalls are even more strange, there are all kinds of monster corpses or materials, there are all kinds of utensils or tricks, there are all kinds of treasure hunting maps, there are various effects of pills, and all kinds of spirit runes.

Buyers and stall owners bargain, bustling with noise and buzz, just like a wet market.

Yang Fengtian decided to go around first and understand the situation.

"Come on, take a look, everyone come and try it, our store's signature dish golden-veined silkworm chrysalis, fried, fried, fresh and delicious, eat it has the effect of quickly replenishing aura.

We also offer sake brewed with the golden whip of an adult tiger and lion beast, which has the effect of aphrodisiac and strengthening the body.

The husband drank it, and the wife couldn't stand it.

The husband and wife drank it, and the bed couldn't stand it~

Come and take a look and taste it~"

In front of a stall, a stall owner was shouting vigorously in front of a food stall, and many cultivators attracted his shouting.

Yang Fengtian also went over to join in the fun, and immediately smelled the fragrance of all kinds of silkworm chrysalis, and his saliva was about to flow down.

However, as soon as Yang Fengtian saw the price of the wooden menu on the stall, he immediately became cold, turned around and left the food stall.

Because he saw that the price of the menu was written on it, "A plate of golden-veined silkworm chrysalis twenty times a spirit stone, a barrel of golden whip wine is one hundred and thirty times a spirit stone......

Yang Fengtian doesn't have a spirit stone on his body now, alas, a low-grade spirit stone is difficult for a hero.

Yang Fengtian shook his head helplessly and continued to walk forward.

Yang Fengtian didn't take a few steps before he was attracted by a few shouts.

"Medium-grade magic weapon, Ling Tian Flying Sword, can fight and fly, the flight speed is extremely fast, five hundred and thirty low-grade spirit stones~"

"Lower-grade magic weapon, Luoshan Frisbee, flying speed is extremely fast, and the defense is extremely strong, one hundred and ninety lower-grade spirit stones~"

"High-grade magic weapon, colorful ayaluo, can be attacked and defended, 1,200 low-grade spirit stones~"

Yang Fengtian really wanted to buy a flying magic weapon, which made his heart itch, but he was so poor now that he could only shake his head helplessly and walk away.

Hit too badly, Yang Fengtian decided to rent a stall to sell the spirit runes in the storage ring to obtain spirit stones.

Yang Fengtian asked a stall owner next to him about renting a stall, but he didn't expect the stall owner to be extremely enthusiastic, and told Yang Fengtian that renting a booth is calculated according to the number of days and the size of the stall, and that the rental booth should be registered with the management office of the trading square city, and then pay the fee.

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