Chapter 82 Seven Treasure Tower

Qingfeng roared in his heart.

Qingfeng saw the figure of Mingyue in front of him, Qingfeng was overjoyed, ran forward, and held Mingyue in his arms.

The bright moon is like water and embraces the breeze, and under the attraction of the eager breath, the breeze can't control it and hugs the bright moon.

"Mingyue, where have you been all these times? Do you know I miss you so much? Qingfeng asked, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing.

"Qingfeng, I miss you too, let me go, don't cultivate anymore, let's go to a place where there is no dispute with the world." Mingyue hugged Qingfeng tightly and said softly.

The breeze was about to agree, and a lotus seed in the dantian trembled, and a cool breath entered his mind.

Qingfeng came to his senses in an instant, and slammed a punch at Mingyue, who showed a look of disbelief in Mingyue's eyes, scolding, "Why?" Qingfeng, you would do something to me. ”

Qingfeng snorted coldly, "I almost fell for you, how could my Mingyue let me give up my cultivation, she would never object to what I did." ”

After speaking, Qingfeng ran with righteousness, and once again punched Mingyue to pieces.

The bright moon turned into a black mist and disappeared into the sky, "I'll be back." ”

Qingfeng felt scared for a while, but he didn't expect that there would be a heart demon tribulation in the end, and the heart demon turned into a bright moon to induce himself, and if he was not careful, he would become a supplement for the heart demon.

Fortunately, the lotus seeds that King Yu gave himself, if you don't want it, Qingfeng doesn't dare to think about the consequences.

Forced by the Sima family a few decades ago, Mingyue and Chen Yu didn't know what to do, and they could only secretly attack some people whose cultivation was not high, but now, with a breakthrough in cultivation, the anger that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time could be vented.

In the dantian, the lotus seeds that have not moved for a long time have grown tender buds, the silk rhyme is emanating, the breeze is immersed, and many incomprehensible things in the heart are solved.

The cultivation that had just broken through was quickly stabilized in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and there was no sign of a breakthrough, as if it had broken through for a long time.

Half a month later, Qingfeng came to Qingyang City, and at this time he turned into a middle-aged man, appearing in a restaurant with a dusty appearance.

"Have you heard, Sima Yunfeng of the Sima family will marry the ninth princess of Daqing next month."

An obscene-looking man whispered.

Another man immediately said: "Who doesn't know about this matter, it has long been known to the world, I heard that this is Sima Ji who gave up huge benefits, and in exchange, the lord of Daqing agreed to marry the ninth princess to the Sima family." ”

"Do you know why?" The lewd man asked.

"You know?" The other asked.

"Of course, the youngest son of the third uncle of my brother-in-law's second cousin asked Sima Ji to be a guard, and he told me quietly yesterday. Do you remember that incident forty years ago? "Lewd man said.

"What's the matter? Who are you, and the Sima family was intercepted and killed? ”

"That's the incident, afterwards, the Sima family asked the old man of Tianji to inquire about the murderer, and finally the old man of Tianji was counterattacked, and then the old man of the heavenly level had a grudge against the Sima family, so that in the past few decades, the Sima family has often been calculated by the first line of the heavenly level and suffered heavy losses."

"And then?"

The lewd man took a sip of his wine glass at this time, "Oh, there's no wine, what can I do." ”

A man immediately said, "Xiao Er, hurry up and bring a pot of immortal drunk and fill it for this benevolent brother." ”

The lewd man took a sip of satisfaction, and then said: "Later, after Sima Longxiang paid the price to the lord of the country, the contradiction between the Sima family and the Tianji lineage was reconciled, and fortunately, the old man of Tianji was only injured, otherwise, hehe." ”

"Dude, hurry up." Someone asked impatiently.

"Don't worry, I heard later that Sima Longxiang dedicated the treasure of the Sima family to the lord of the country, and asked the ninth princess to marry Sima Tianlong, the youngest son of the Sima family, and then compensate Tianji."

"Didn't Sima Longxiang have only one son, Sima Yuntian, and he was killed?"

"You don't know this, Sima Long Xianghu came to marry twelve concubines, and it took several years of hard work to have Sima Tianlong. Speaking of Sima Tianlong, he was favored by Sima Longxiang all his life, and no one dared to disobey Sima Tianlong's words. ”

Qingfeng looked at the lewd man thoughtfully, not knowing what to think in his heart.

"If you want to say that this is a major event in Daqing, but I believe everyone should know about another thing, right?" The lewd man continued to preach.

"You mean that Qin Feng was designated as the Young Sect Master by the Wuji Demon Sect, right?"

"Yes, this Qin Feng doesn't know what the origin is, just twenty years after entering the Wuji Demon Sect, he was designated as a young sect master, and his cultivation is unfathomable."

"I know this, I heard that Qin Feng came from the outside world, and his cultivation at that time was not yet the foundation building, but he was a genius, and now he is in the late stage of the Yuan Infant."

When Qingfeng heard this, he was taken aback in his heart, "I didn't expect Qin Feng to be already in the late Yuan Infant stage, what a chance this must have, it seems that I have to step up my cultivation efforts, otherwise, it will be dangerous to meet Qingfeng." ”

Tingfeng Lou, the intelligence organization of Daqing Kingdom, as long as you pay spirit stones here, you can buy any intelligence, the key is that you can afford the price.

Qingfeng was shrouded in black clothes and walked into the Tingfeng Building.

"What does the guest want?" An old man was lying at the door of the Listening Wind Tower.

"I want information." Qingfeng said lightly.

"Inside, please, please go to the second floor for a detailed chat." The old man glanced at the breeze, got up and said.

A quarter of an hour later, Qingfeng walked out, looking at the information in his hand with a solemn expression.

The highest cultivation level of the Sima family was not Sima Longxiang, but the Supreme Elder Sima Lanfeng, who had already cultivated in the middle stage of the Transformation of God two hundred years ago.

Qingfeng gave up the idea of hitting the door directly, which would be tantamount to looking for death.

With a sigh of relief, Qingfeng knew that if he wanted to destroy the Sima family, he had to think about it in the long run, and turned around and came to Qibao Building, the largest shop in Qingyang City.

"What do you want to buy?" A junior saw Qingfeng coming in and immediately greeted him.

"Is your shopkeeper here?" The breeze slightly released the Weiya of the Yuan Infancy.

"Senior, please, upstairs, shopkeeper is on the eighth floor."

Xiao Er's heart tightened, and he immediately said carefully, taking the breeze to the road.

On the eighth floor of Qibao Building, in a spacious room, Qingfeng looked at the man in front of him, frowning slightly.

"What do you need? I am Wang Dalong, the shopkeeper of Qingyang City of Qibaolou. The man looked at Qingfeng and said.

"Wang Daoyou, do you accept these?" As soon as the breeze raised his hand, there was a bang, and countless low-grade spiritual weapons, medium-grade spiritual weapons, and hundreds of high-grade spiritual weapons were piled up all over the place.

"This ......" Wang Dalong was taken aback and stood up directly.

"These Qibao Buildings should be able to eat, right?" Said lightly angrily.

"No problem, I haven't eaten anything in Qibaolou yet." Wang Dalong said confidently.

"One thousand three times twenty-eight lower-grade spiritual weapons, five hundred and forty-seven medium-grade spiritual weapons, and two hundred and ninety-six high-grade spiritual weapons, these are a total of 250 million lower-grade spiritual stones, what do you think?" Wang Dalong looked at Qingfeng and said.

"Deal!" Qingfeng said.

"Daoist friend is a refiner? I don't know if I'm interested in being a refiner of the Seven Treasure Building, the price is easy to say. Wang Dalong's eyes flashed with a dark light.

"We'll talk about it later." Qingfeng did not agree, nor did he refuse.

"If you figure it out, Qibaolou will open the door for you at any time; This is a spirit stone, Daoist friends take an inventory. Wang Dalong glanced at Qingfeng in disappointment, took out a storage bag and handed it to Qingfeng.