The old man in Tsing Yi suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Although the old man is a middle-aged man, he has already reached the price of the earth-grade spirit soldier, and no one here will be higher than this price, so why can't he take it?"

The sword-carrying monk sneered: "You are not the only one who can see the beauty of this knife, just imagine, a monk in the early stage of the foundation building realm has this knife, he can slash several knives in a row, and he can directly fight with the monk of the Jiedan Realm, even if he does not win, he can have a chance to escape, which is equivalent to an extra life, how can it be compared to an ordinary spirit soldier?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone on and off the stage suddenly realized that the cultivation of the foundation building realm monks had not yet arrived, but they had part of the power of the Jiedan realm, and it was possible to kill the Jiedan, so how could it be as simple as saving their lives? This knife has exceeded its own cultivation, and it is simply an artifact that crosses the border to challenge the Jiedan!

"If you haven't reached the cultivation level but you can challenge the Jiedan realm, this is to buy cultivation with spirit stones! I will give you 20,000 spirit stones for this knife!" a monk shouted excitedly.

"I'll give out 23,000 spirit stones!"

"30,000 spirit stones, I want them!"

The monk who understood it was like a crazy bidder, and at this time everyone knew that the old man in Tsing Yi had the poison of his eyes, and he actually took advantage of the fact that everyone did not react to grab the treasure first, but fortunately the sword monk broke it, otherwise it would be a big loss.

Zong Lin was also inexplicably ashamed, claiming to have a sharp eye, and he almost made a lot of money.

The old man in Tsing Yi sighed, returned the broken saber to Zong Lin with both hands, and said nothing more.

The bidding continued to be made off the field, and the noise was loud, resounding through the full moon space......

The sword-carrying monk hugged his fists to everyone and said, "I am willing to give out 50,000 spirit stones, and those who are not higher than this price should not speak again!"

There was a sudden silence in the field, this price has reached the price of the top spirit soldier of the local grade, and it finally makes people calm down and consider whether it is worth it or not.

Seeing that the sword-carrying monk shocked everyone, he reached out and grabbed the broken saber.

"Little friend is slow, the old man still values his grandson's life quite seriously, and he is willing to pay 60,000 spirit stones to buy this knife!"

A terrifying coercion enveloped the sword testing platform, and the sword-carrying monk's hand was fixed in the air, and an old man with crane hair slowly landed on the platform.

"The Yuanying Monk actually snatched the knife, how can I have a chance to wait?" everyone murmured in a low voice.

"The seniors take it, and the juniors don't dare to object......" The sword-carrying monk was fixed in shape, and he was already sweaty.

"Thank you!"

The old man of Yuanying Realm took the broken saber and looked at the inscription on the hilt.

"This knife is called 'Breaking Army', a good name, so domineering! In the old man's opinion, it is the life of my descendants, and how can it be measured by a mere spirit stone!"

The crane-haired old man threw down a storage bag and flew away.

The sword test platform was silent for a long time, and finally a voice broke the silence.

"This fellow Daoist, it is said that this knife is refined by the elders, I don't know if there are similar spirit soldiers, I am willing to buy it at a high price!"

"Yes, yes...... I just wonder if it's as powerful as that broken saber?"

Zong Lin came to his senses, and hurriedly took out more than ten pieces of spirit soldiers, hanging them in front of him and slowly turning......

Rumble......

There was another commotion on the field, among which there were three identical broken sabers, and the other spirit soldiers were also in various forms, and there was a cold light on the sword test platform.

The cultivator of the Jiedan Realm who carried the sword smiled bitterly, he knew that he was so why he was scared half to death by the power of the Yuan Ying Realm.

"Since you don't know how powerful it is, why don't you let me try it on your behalf?"

Zong Lin nodded hurriedly, for fear that he would send the evil fire to himself.

With a wave of the sleeve of the sword-carrying monk's robe, the broken saber shot towards the crystal pillar, and the golden light rose again, which was the same as the power of the previous one, which made the audience excited.

The sword-carrying monk looked at the old man in Tsing Yi, and the old man sighed and restored the original appearance of the crystal pillar, so he tried out the other spirit soldiers one by one, and the results were as powerful as breaking the saber.

The entire Fang Market in the Full Moon Space was completely sensational, and everyone gathered around and shouted for bids.

When all the auctions were out, the sky was already bright, and the monk who carried the sword finally got his wish and won a sword, and left in a hurry, and those who did not get the auction surrounded Zong Lin to ask for a reservation, and Zong Lin was exhausted, and it was not until the afternoon that he was helped by his daughter to "float" back to the store.

As soon as Zong Lin entered the store, he hurriedly closed the door and ran into the back hall to bow respectfully to Li Chenfeng, who was drinking tea.

"The younger generation has eyes and doesn't know the refining weapon master, I hope the grandmaster will forgive me!"

"The old man is just trying to react, what sect is not a grandmaster, I will refine some in the future and sell it to you! I should also go......"

Zong Lin hurriedly responded, handed over all the spirit stones he had obtained, he didn't dare to accept a piece, Li Chenfeng gave him two percent, Zong Lin still wanted to shirk and was glared back, so he had to accept it respectfully, and watching the grandmaster leave was still like falling into a dream......

As soon as Li Chenfeng went out, he knew that someone was following him, and he changed his appearance and disappeared into the river several times, which made the monks who wanted to get acquainted with him sigh.

......

A big spear shot out in the ninth hall of the Instrument Sect, the beast roar and a loud noise came, and a black dragon roared angrily in the purple gold pillar outside the hall, and the golden circle of light flashed up, and finally froze at the position of the first order of the ground grade, and the big gun immediately flew back and slowly rotated in the center of the main hall......

Pu Chuzi sat on the main seat with a solemn expression, and the thirty elders and Ji Liu and other high-ranking disciples stared at the big gun in surprise.

"Is there anyone in the Instrument Sect who can do such a thing?" asked Pu Chuzi.

No one answered, refining a character spirit soldier was too simple for them, but if they reached this kind of power, no one could do it, and everyone's masters did not have such means.

Qingyunhe said slowly: "This gun is called Broken God, it is practiced by the elders of an inconspicuous shop in Fang City, the shopkeeper is called Zong Lin, two years ago he came to the top of Fang City to operate the spirit soldiers, the business is extremely poor, last night an old man came to his shop, there were thirteen pieces of spirit soldiers to auction, each piece is such power, the instrument sect arranged in the inner line of the Fang City, bought it at any cost, spent 63,000 spirit stones, and it was beyond the top of the first order of the ground grade spirit soldiers, which is breathtaking!"

Danyangzi asked: "Senior brother, that old man is obviously not a good person, didn't the inside line find that person?"

"That person is very alert, and his body shape is so changeable that dozens of shop trackers can't find a trace, but one shopkeeper saw a black shadow jumping into the Miyun River, guessing that it was that person!" Qingyunhe shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Pu Chuzi asked, "Have you ever asked the black Jiao at the bottom of the Miyun River?" ”

An elder stepped out and answered: "I have asked, and it is said that a spirit beast saw that person diving for a while, rising to the surface of the water and flying into the mountains!"

The head of Pu Chuzi sighed: "The Qi Sect Cheng has lost his sharpness for a long time, this person is obviously tempting, if no one comes up with a similar spirit soldier to appear in the Fang City, those who covet the Qi Sect will take advantage of the situation to step on my mountain gate, and the Qi Sect is in danger!"

"The market only knows that this kind of spirit soldier is used to replace cultivation and exchange for life, but the most terrifying thing for the Instrument Sect is the entry of the beast soul, which has partially achieved the effect of the machine spirit, according to the old man's estimate, this will be a living spirit soldier, with the devouring of the enemy's flesh and blood, vitality, the power will be even more amazing!"

I'm afraid to think about everything, as soon as the head of the sect said this, everyone couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, if that person really came for the Instrument Sect, how to deal with it is a headache, not to mention the huge loss of the Instrument Sect, and the reputation is even more irretrievable.

Pu Chuzi was resolute and said: "Senior Sister Mei, your proposal for the sect is approved, and there is one more, anyone who can refine such a spirit soldier, even if it is labor, will be directly promoted to an elder, and the sect's resources will be openly supplied, and he will never break his word!"

Everyone was shocked, and then they were relieved, people who can refine this kind of spirit soldiers are indeed worthy of courtesy, and it is not an exaggeration to be the deputy head, after all, the benefits to the sect are greater.

......

Jiuyang Mountain Siguo Cliff became Li Chenfeng's second cave house, years of fighting, let him get used to surviving in a harsh environment, the cave house that the master gave him, in his opinion, was too comfortable, always made him feel soft, unable to lift his spirit, simply took turns to live, so that the senior brothers and sisters also knew that the cave was missing, so they went to Siguo Cliff to find.

At this time, the three senior brothers and sisters were discussing the major event that happened in Fang City that shook the sect, and "by the way" they also mentioned the big competition that the sect was about to start.

Tuoba Lake and Yin Suyi kept talking, and Senior Brother Ji Liu rarely spoke, always looking at Li Chenfeng intentionally or unintentionally, which made his heart furious.

"Old Seven, what kind of spirit soldiers have you refined recently? Let Senior Brother see if he has a long history. ”

"It's all there, it's still like that!" Li Chenfeng pointed to a bunch of spirit soldiers under the cliff.

"That's all?" Ji Liu asked again.

"You gave me these materials in total, what else can you do? I almost threw my broken leg in it to refine!" Li Chenfeng felt aggrieved.

He was thoughtful, the materials given by the senior brother were all refined according to the inscription techniques of the sect, and there was no misappropriation at all, and the spirit soldiers sold in the market were engraved with the five elements of the basic spirit pattern, and the materials were also brought from the labor camp, so he was not afraid of checking at all.

The senior brother had already seen that there was no shortage of materials, but the suspicion in his heart had not diminished slightly, Lao Qi's refining talent shocked him, and the Fang Market incident happened in the days when he returned to the labor camp, and there were a lot of coincidences......

"Old Seven, your bullshit corona magic can't be stopped, you are blind all day long, except for the crooked neck is the first and sixth days, there is no use for fart, no wonder they all call you 'time and day'!" Tuoba Lake looked at him awkwardly.

"I'm stupid, so I'll count the days by pointing to it, do I want to pass it on to you!" Li Chenfeng said happily.

"You stupid fart! Xi Yu is so angry with you that he can't live to death, maybe you don't know what tricks you will play when you are in Dabi!" Tuoba Lake finally returned to the purpose of looking for him.

"Do you think I am like a person who is afraid of my daughter-in-law......?

"Old Seven, try to talk nonsense again......" Senior Sister Yin threatened with a blushing face.

"Don't say it, this Dabi should be specially made by Uncle Mei for tossing me, I'm afraid it's useless, unless the head of the family punishes me to continue to face the wall, there is no need for Dabi!" Li Chenfeng looked at Senior Brother expectantly.

Ji Liu smiled bitterly: "The head of the house specially said that the kid who thought about the cliff can't be missing." ”

"After playing, the head of the house will also help Uncle Mei, I will become a lamb to be slaughtered, you just wait to eat barbecue!" Li Chenfeng lazily leaned on the boulder, looking for the sky hidden by dark clouds.

Ji Liu and the three of them didn't persuade him again, and the seventh brother and sister brought a long-lost human touch to the senior brothers and sisters, and the friendship became deeper and deeper, but the dear Uncle Mei wanted to drive him away, leaving them in a dilemma, and they didn't know what to do......