With mental calculation or unintentional, Liao Changhui and Yuan Jiamu taught Ma Changping a hard lesson, although they couldn't see Ma Changping's miserable appearance. But I just want to know that he is not lightly injured.

Liao Changhui has always been a good person, but he is also very happy about this incident. "Hmph, let you be bad!" he said, still uneasy.

Yuan Jiamu pursed his lips and chuckled, "Senior brother, how is it?"

"Well, it's very cool! Now even if Yuan Qing loses, it doesn't matter. Liao Changhui said with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

Turn off the ground fire, and wait until the forging furnace cools down, Jiang Yuanqing didn't have any clever means, and honestly took out a light green spirit sword from the forging furnace.

When Jiang Yuanqing turned around, everyone couldn't help but exclaim. The spirit sword was pale green all over, lying flat between his hands, like the warmest jasper. The unique breath of life of the wood-based spirit sword rushed to his face, and according to the few people closest to it, he only felt as if he was in the middle of green mountains and green trees.

"Good sword, this is a medium-grade spirit weapon!" A person looked at the spirit sword obsessively and muttered.

"This is the pinnacle of the middle grade! If the skill of the refining master is higher, it is also possible to be a high-grade spirit sword. The main thing is that the material is good, such a quality, it should be a fourth-level spiritual material!" someone sighed.

"Senior Brother Jiang, do you sell this spirit sword?" There were several people around who were all wood-based spirit roots, which matched the attributes of this sword, and they couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Yuanqing shook his head and laughed. "I'm sorry, this sword is not for sale!" After that, he walked to Yun Zheng's side with a sword in both hands, and said to Yun Zheng: "Thank you Yun Daoyou for your help, Jiang has finally fulfilled his mission, this sword, please accept it." ”

Yun Zheng said: "This is not in a hurry, let's take back the bet first!"

Hearing Yun Zheng say this, many people remembered that there was still a bet, and they all looked at Che Yuankun.

"It seems that it was this Che Yuankun who made it before. In order to win the competition, he deliberately disturbed Senior Brother Jiang's forge. It's hateful, vile and shameless!"

"It's just shameless!" said some people in disdain.

Che Yuankun's face was blue and red for a while, and those muttering words flew towards him like a knife. didn't bother to say a few words in the circle, struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and hid his face.

The deacon of the forcible house handed over the two bets to Jiang Yuanqing, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Jiang!"

"Thank you, thank you!" Jiang Yuanqing said thank you. took the storage bag, walked to Yun Zheng's side first, and gave Yun Zheng a deep salute. "Thank you Yun Daoyou!" After saying that, he returned Yun Zheng's 20,000 spirit stones.

Yun Zheng smiled and said, "Don't thank me!

"No, without Yun Daoyou, I can't fight this turnaround battle! Please also ask Yun Daoyou to bow to me!"

Liao Changhui smiled and said, "Yun Daoyou deserves his worship! Speaking of which, I, as a master, are not as good as Yun Daoyou! Alas!" he sighed lightly.

Indeed, if Yun Zheng hadn't insisted on helping Jiang Yuanqing get ahead, the three of them would definitely have suffered this dumb loss in the end. Now, Jiang Yuanqing has washed away the previous decline, and in the future, there will be considerable progress in the forcination. This is far more important than the bets he won.

Jiang Yuanqing only cared about talking to Yun Zheng and a few people, which made the few people next to him anxious. This spirit sword can increase the fit by at least half, and the improvement of the combat power of several people is not ordinary.

"Senior Brother Jiang, how about 30,000 spirits? 30,000!" a person pulled Jiang Yuanqing's sleeve and said anxiously.

"Cut, thirty thousand, I'll give thirty-five thousand!" the other shouted disdainfully.

In the Hundred Machines Sect, there is no shortage of rich Second Ancestors, not to mention the performance of this spirit sword, just the appearance, green and lovely, if it is used to please any female cultivator, it is also extremely suitable.

In a short time, it had risen to 50,000 spirits.

With Yuan Jiamu's eyes, he felt that this spirit sword still had room to rise. But Jiang Yuanqing was the first time, and he only felt a dry mouth. However, he also knew that whether this spirit sword was for sale or not, whether he said it or not, Yun Zheng said it.

For the spirit sword made by the thorn thorn, Yun Zheng was also very satisfied. Jiang Yuanqing's refining techniques are still far behind Liao Changhui and Du Yannan. Besides, there are still a lot of thorns in his storage ring. This spirit sword, if it is sold, it will be sold, there is nothing to heartache.

"See for yourself!" Yun Zheng said with a smile: "If you want to sell it, we will only sell it for one and a half!"

Jiang Yuanqing was ecstatic in his heart. Although this spirit sword is the best one he has ever refined, as long as there are materials, there will be opportunities in the future! Master has been relatively tight on funds recently, and he couldn't help himself in the past, but now he can finally take a hand! He smiled gratefully at Yun Zheng, and said to Yuan Jiamu: "Uncle Shi, do you think the number of spirits is about the same!"

"Sixty thousand, if someone sincerely asks for it, presumably sixty-five thousand is also willing to pay. Yuan Jiamu said.

At this time, someone was already shouting sixty thousand. Jiang Yuanqing raised his voice and shouted: "Sixty-five thousand, whoever wants it will be whoever!"

The crowd fell silent. Generally speaking, if you have a medium-grade spirit weapon, 60,000 is already a good price, and if you exceed this price, you can also buy some ordinary high-grade spirit swords.

After a moment of silence, a slightly fat young monk shouted, "Sixty-five thousand, I want it!"

Jiang Yuanqing reluctantly stroked an emerald spirit sword and gritted his teeth, "Okay, this senior brother, this spirit sword is yours!"

In the envious eyes of the people around them, the two completed the handover. Jiang Yuanqing divided the spirit stone into two parts and put them into two storage bags. One was handed to Yun Zheng, "Thank you Yun Daoyou!" He sincerely thanked him again. The other was given to Mrs. Xian. "Master, you have these!"

Seeing the end of the show, the crowd on the field gradually dispersed.

Liao Changhui said to Yun Zheng: "Today's matter, I really want to thank Yun Daoyou! Otherwise, our master and apprentice will not be able to raise our heads in the sect." ”

"The main thing is that Master Liao teaches well!Otherwise, even if I have this heart, I can't do anything!" Yun Zheng didn't want to take credit, and said with a smile.

In the remaining days, Liao Changhui and Yuan Jiamu had many colleagues who had not seen each other for a long time to visit, and Jiang Yuanqing took over the matter of entertaining Yun Zheng.

Refining a medium-grade spiritual weapon made Jiang Yuanqing famous among the young monks in the sect, and many people came to visit and make friends. Jiang Yuanqing refused one by one and concentrated on accompanying Yun Zheng.

The day before Zhenye's birthday, all the congratulatory monks from all sects and factions arrived, and the Baiji Sect was almost overcrowded, and Jiang Yuanqing was also sent to entertain guests.

In order to avoid those noises, Yun Zheng took Luo Yuru and Lin Xiaowan to rest in a clean place at will.

"Hey, who's that?" suddenly someone shouted viciously.

Yun Zheng didn't care, and continued to laugh with the second daughter.

Suddenly felt that the wind was suffocating, Yun Zheng didn't have time to think about it, and immediately took the two of them and hurriedly retreated. Then he reached out and grabbed the whip that was drawn.

Luo Yuru was furious, looked at the young monk in brocade with an angry face on the opposite side and said, "You are sick!"

"How dare you scold me?" said the young monk, shocked and angry, "do you know who I am?"

"I want to know who I am, go back and ask your father!" Luo Yuru said angrily: "But I don't think you know if you can find it?

"You ......" this person has never been scolded like this in his life, and he suddenly trembled with anger.

At this time, a person next to him stepped forward and said: "Presumptuous, dare to speak to Zhou Gongzi like this, don't apologize quickly!"

"Apologize! We don't know why we apologize?" Yun Zheng shook the whip in his hand. That Zhou Gongzi only felt a strong force surging from the whip, and the whip he was holding was immediately pulled out of the palm of his hand. The palm of the palm was hot and painful, and when I looked down, I saw that the palm was like a fire snake.

"Ahh

"You dare to hurt Zhou Gongzi, don't you want to live?" the man was shocked and angry, pointing at Yun Zheng and shouting angrily.

"Gongzi Zhou, I don't know!" Yun Zheng threw away the whip in his hand and walked away with his second daughter, Shi Shiran.

"Want to go, no way!" The man's eyes were grim, and he grabbed Yun Zheng with one hand into a claw.

Yun Zheng has always been careful, how could he be attacked by him! There were a few crisp clicks, and the man screamed in pain and took two steps back.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the man's face suddenly turned pale. When the palms and fingers intersected, the two forces collided, and the three phalanges of the man's right hand snapped apart. Although such an injury is nothing, it will always be uncomfortable for a few days. Moreover, he was a big disgrace in front of Zhou Gongzi, which was the most embarrassing thing for him.

Yun Zheng didn't look at his ugly face, and said to the second daughter: "Let's go, it's so decent, it's really a bad scenery!"

"Boy, whose disciple are you?" the man asked, enduring the sharp pain in his hand, as if viciously.

Yun Zheng ignored him, walked across the willow embankment with his second daughter, brushed away the sprinkling branches and leaves, and returned to Lingji Peak.

"Haha, Yun Daoyou is here!" Yuan Jiamu greeted him with a smile, "I have neglected the three Daoists, why did Jiang Yuanqing run away without a trace?"

"It's okay, we're only turning around on the left, don't worry!" Yun Zheng said with a smile.

Yuan Jiamu looked left and right, and said to Yun Zheng in a low voice: "Yun Daoyou, go here, I have something I want to say to Yun Daoyou, but I don't know whether to say it or not?"

"Yuan Daoyou, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

The two of them found a secluded place. Yuan Jiamu said: "Yun Daoyou, don't blame me for saying too much, speaking of which, the monk still has a sect to rely on, and the future journey will be much smoother." This Uncle Zhenye's birthday is actually a great opportunity for Yun Daoyou. If you are interested, I can recommend you on your behalf. He looked at Yun Zheng with a smile, hoping that Yun Zheng would agree.

Yun Zheng smiled and shook his head. He never had this idea, he was really an ordinary sect, and he couldn't give him what he wanted.

"Thank you Pavilion Master Yuan for your kindness!It's just that Yun doesn't have this idea for the time being, so I'm bothering you!" Yun Zheng replied with a smile. Originally, I also wanted to see the situation of the various sects in the Chu State, but there has been chaos in the past few days, and I didn't see the reason for it. If it weren't for the upcoming birthday banquet, Yun Zheng would have planned to leave.

"Since Yun Daoyou has no intention, then it's okay. Yuan Jiamu sighed in his heart, "After Uncle Shi's birthday, I will accompany Yun Daoyou around again." These days, I've heard that there are a lot of good things in the market!"