Sure enough, two days later, Zhang Qing received news from the mine.

"Although the Zhao family has given up the territory of the Songhu Marsh on a large scale, it still has an influence here that no one else can match."

"In the group of casual cultivators, there has already been a reward for everyone in Hu Fenglin, tsk, I am actually only worth 10,000 spirit stones."

Zhang Zifan didn't care about the information about himself in the message at all, and then looked at Zhang Qing's reward.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones plus a second-order sword weapon, or is it a magic sword created by Zhao Jianzhao himself?"

It's not so much that he was surprised by the high reward, but that Zhang Zifan was more concerned about the name behind it.

And for the name Zhao Jianzhao, Zhang Qing is not ignorant.

"The sword idiot of the Zhao family once killed dozens of monks of the Jinlan Sect during the Qi refining period in order to obtain the Shining Light Imperial Sword Technique of the Jinlan Sect, but his own kendo talent is too poor."

"Later, I found another way, and if I couldn't do sword cultivation, I became a refiner, and I was obsessed with forging sword weapons all day long."

"In his hands, there are countless sword weapons that have been destroyed, but each sword weapon released is far more valuable than other sword weapons of the same level."

"Compared to the fighting method, his attainments in refining weapons are not inferior to the alchemy of the Shui family's Broken Water Dan Cultivation."

Zhang Zifan looked at Zhang Qing, "It seems that you are in a lot of trouble." ”

"Is it true that so many people will be impressed by this empty glove white wolf's trick?" Zhang Qing asked, but he didn't care about the trouble that Zhang Zifan said.

Zhang Zifan nodded quietly.

"It's hard to say elsewhere, but here it's the Pine Lake Marsh."

"For those loose cultivators, killing anyone is a golden belt, but killing us will make them get more."

"Our family disciples themselves are a huge wealth, killing one may have the resources to build a foundation, if you are not impressed?"

"It's a pity, originally we could have used the same method, but now that the Zhao family has fully retreated, there are few people left in the Songhu Swamp, and the effect is not too great."

After speaking, Zhang Zifan got up and walked into the distance, the Zhao family had finished the first step, and he was going to arrange countermeasures. Read the book

……

It was night, and the edges of Hu Fenglin were staggered one after another, revealing the brilliant brilliance of spells from time to time, illuminating the world for a moment.

"Damn, why are these loose cultivators targeting us?" Fu Ying reached out and touched the wound on his back, the wetness of the blood made him afraid, it was a spell erupted by a metallic monk, almost killing him directly.

If it weren't for the prudence of his cultivation over the years, he would have had to explain it here tonight.

"It should be targeted, if you guess correctly, it is the influence of the Zhao family who killed the foundation building monk of the family a few days ago."

Not far away, someone said with a pair of deep eyes coldly.

"When I first arrived, I knew that I didn't understand the rules of Songhu, but he had the strength to build a foundation, but what should we do now? There's no way we're going to have support from the mine. ”

Some people complained, and it seemed that Zhang Qing was blamed for the incident.

"Shut up, arrange a Zhuji, or this family, where did you get the guts." Fu Ying said coldly, and the eyes that looked at everyone became different.

"What about the family? Are there still few descendants of the family who have died in Songhu over the years? If you don't follow the rules of Songhu, you will only die quickly. ”

"It's still a burden to us."

Fu Ying didn't say anything anymore when he heard this, not because he couldn't refute it, but because he knew that the temperament of these people was like this, everything was based on their own interests, and it was inevitable to vent their emotions when they were implicated.

In the silence, Hu Fenglin's area quieted down, and he didn't know if there was any loose cultivation lurking outside, and everyone didn't dare to separate easily, so they could only quietly recover the mana in their bodies.

However, just as they licked their wounds, a leisurely figure walked through the depths of the silent night.

"What? Aren't you going to continue to say some news about that Zhang family's foundation? ”

"What people!" Everyone was frightened and got up and stared at the person hidden in the shadows, they had just experienced a battle of life and death in the late stage of more than ten qi training, and at this moment, they were the most vigilant around, and they could still be touched by others without noticing.

The young man in green clothes was exposed to the faint light of the fire, looking at the dozen or so injured Qi cultivators, constantly calculating something in his mouth.

Finally, he spoke: "There are a total of twelve late stages of Qi cultivation, and according to your worth, I can earn at least fifty thousand spirit stones. ”

"Tsk, it turns out that this is the speed at which the foundation building monk earns spirit stones? It's fast enough. ”

Hearing what the other party said, Fu Ying and the others were shocked in their hearts, "Building a foundation? ”

"Guessed right, unfortunately there is no prize." The young man in Tsing Yi looked at these Qi cultivators, and then shook his head.

"Your luck is good, although Yun Mengze doesn't have explicit rules, but high-level monks can't slaughter low-level monks at will, or there are unspoken rules or something, and I'm not a member of the four clans, so I don't have the ability to cover up this kind of thing."

"But I can't let you cause me trouble, after all, there are many monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation, and they can also bite the foundation to death."

The moment the words fell, thousands of sword qi fell from the sky, and the illusory sword qi was inserted around everyone and condensed, forcing them not to move easily.

The young man in Tsing Yi suddenly looked up at the depths of Hu Fenglin, and his eyes showed surprise.

"I was sensed just the moment I started it, is this the power of the Immortal Law Inheritance?"

As soon as the last word came out, the scorching breath was already coming to his face, and Zhang Qing couldn't stop being surprised when he looked at the young man in Tsing Yi with a calm face.

Ginger white.

He didn't expect to be able to see each other here, and looking like this, he had been building the foundation for many days.

"Have we seen each other somewhere?" Jiang Baiyi looked at Zhang Qing in front of him, and also subconsciously recalled, but there was no Zhang Qing in his memory, not even the same size.

The two have been separated since the time of Yunxia Land, and now a long time has passed, and during this time, Zhang Qing has experienced a change in temperament from the eighth layer of Qi training to the early stage of foundation building, and his body has also been raised by a few inches.

In short, it is very different from the appearance of the first time he entered the cultivation world, and it is really unusual for Jiang Baiyi to be unable to distinguish for a while.

"Maybe I've seen it, maybe I haven't seen it, Yun Mengze is so big."

Jiang Baiyi nodded, "What you said is also true, all living beings and I are passers-by, and the relationship between one side is not important, the important thing is that I want the magic weapon forged by Zhao Jianzhao himself." ”

Between the words, the dark night sky was filled with golden light, and thousands of sword qi lingered in the void.

At the same time that Zhang Qing was surprised, changes appeared again, and dense cracks appeared on each of the thousands of illusory sword qi, and then all the sword qi turned into fragments and was suspended.

Like swords that have failed to be forged, shattered in quenching and crumbling in cooling, yet they are connected to each other by strands of golden thread.

It was the sky-high sword intent that was reborn in the midst of shattering.

Zhang Qing looked up, and he saw a brilliant golden light rising into the sky, like a pillar of light that dispersed the clouds.

And he was in the center of the pillar of light.