After going down the mountain, Guo Feng did not go to Falling Rain City again, but turned around and ran towards Wudou City.

After walking in the general direction for several days, the closer he got to Wudou City, Guo Feng found that more people were rushing to Wudou City.

"Why did this fellow Daoist go to Martial Arts City in such a hurry?" Guo Feng asked a monk in the middle of Qi cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you know? It is said that the demon beasts there are like crazy recently, and they come out in groups, and the monks who pass by have all been killed by the demon beasts! I advise fellow Daoists to be like me, hurry into the city and hide!" The monk said, ignoring Guo Feng no longer and leaving with a retreat technique.

"Thunder Forbidden Land?" Guo Feng muttered. The Thunder Forbidden Land is only more than a mile away from Martial Dou City, and if it is really as the monk said just now, these people can make sense in a hurry to Martial Dou City.

Immediately, Guo Feng also followed everyone to Wudou City, as soon as he entered Wudou City, Guo Feng found that there were more people in the city than before, and after squeezing for a long time, Guo Feng finally arrived in front of his own Bao Zhilin shop. The business of this Bao Zhilin is indeed good, and there are many people who come in to watch and buy.

As soon as he saw Guo Feng coming, Cai Lie, who was originally greeting guests, also hurriedly walked over and greeted in a low voice, "The shopkeeper is back! ”

Guo Feng nodded and followed Cai Lie into the back hall. "Can you tell me how much Bao Zhilin has earned during this time?" Guo Feng sat on the chair, took the spiritual tea poured by a shopkeeper, and asked.

"The income in the store is indeed good, the herbs reserved by the shopkeeper have been sold out, plus the spirit herbs and elixirs purchased and resold from outside these days, excluding all expenses, a total of more than 63,200 lower-grade spirit stones have been netted. Cai Lie stood aside and said respectfully.

"So many?" Guo Feng was a little surprised.

"This is also thanks to the elixir provided by the shopkeeper before, not only is it full of vintage, but it also has no cost, so there will be so many benefits. Cai Lie patiently explained. Then he took out the storage bag in his arms and handed it to Guo Feng.

Guo Feng took the storage bag, glanced at it with his divine sense, and said, "Yes, I still have a batch of elixirs, you continue to sell them, and in addition, help me pay attention to the news of the deep-sea 10,000-year-old mud and scorching stone." ”

"Yes!"

A few days later, Guo Feng broke through the barrier and was in a good mood, especially the binding Xianling in the storage bag, which increased his confidence in survival.

In the past few days, Guo Feng's retreat has not only refined the blood pill he used up before, but more importantly, Guo Feng has successfully cultivated the Binding Immortal Ling. This Binding Immortal Ling is a superb magic weapon, which can only attack the enemy, and more importantly, it is a treasure that locks the enemy. Once you are bound by the Binding Immortal Ling, even if you are a foundation building monk, it will be difficult to break free for a while.

As for the other top-grade flying sword, Guo Feng didn't have a sacrifice, it wasn't that Guo Feng didn't want to sacrifice, it was really that Guo Feng was very short of money.

Guo Feng felt that his cultivation was too low, even if he cultivated a superb magic weapon flying sword, he couldn't control it, and it was better to go to the auction to auction it, and it would also solve the current urgent need.

Guo Feng went to the auction, but was told that it would be two months before the auction was held again, but the treasures could be stored there first, and then auctioned two months later. Guo Feng couldn't wait, so he had to turn around and go to a store.

"What does this objective want?" As soon as Guo Feng entered the door, the shopkeeper took care of him enthusiastically.

"I don't know if you can collect the magic weapon?" asked Guo Feng.

"Naturally, it is accepted, please come with me. The shopkeeper also understands people, and soon took Guo Feng to a private room.

"I don't know what I sell objectively?"

Guo Feng smiled, didn't answer, and took out the best flying sword dropped by the white-clothed monk, this sword is called the Golden Spirit Sword, it is a metallic magic weapon, and its value may not be as good as Guo Feng's Ice Spirit Sword, but in terms of power, it is by no means inferior to Guo Feng's Ice Spirit Sword.

As soon as he saw the items that Guo Feng took out, the shopkeeper's eyes were almost straight, he was just a small third-layer Qi cultivator, he had seen the face of the best flying sword, and immediately went out and invited the shopkeeper to come over.

The shopkeeper was an old man, and after looking at the best flying sword for a while, he said tremblingly, "I don't know how much this flying sword is priced for?"

Guo Feng shook his head with a smile and said, "It's better for Daoyou to make a price!"

The old man pondered for a while, stretched out a finger, and said, "How about a hundred thousand spirit stones?"

Guo Feng frowned, "One hundred thousand spirit stones are a bit less, let's add more!"

The old man smiled and said, "One price, then 120,000!

Guo Feng thought about it and nodded in agreement. After taking the spirit stone, Guo Feng was even more worried when he walked on the street.

The flying sword was sold for 120,000 yuan, and the rest of the miscellaneous spirit stone magic weapons were worth 20,000 or 30,000 spirit stones, plus more than 60,000 spirit stones in the store, a total of 200,000 yuan, and more than half of the 500,000 spirit stones paid, how could Guo Feng not worry.

Guo Feng was walking on the street, and suddenly saw a few people squatting on the side of the road, dressed in tatters, skinny but also a monk who practiced qi, and immediately stepped forward curiously and asked, "Why are you gathering here?"

"Are you here to hire us to mine? I can! Take me away!" A scrawny monk rushed over when he saw Guo Feng's question.

Fortunately, Guo Feng dodged in time and was not touched by him, and there was enough dirt on his body.

"Mining?" Guo Feng suddenly had an idea, and his words seemed to remind him. Mining seems like a good idea.

Immediately, he also took off his coat, took a tattered robe and put it on the outside, squatted aside and waited for someone to ask.

There were not a few people who came here to inquire, and soon, a monk who practiced the fifth level of qi came over to "arrest people". As long as you are willing to mine, take it all.

Guo Feng followed everyone all the way for seventy miles, and when he arrived at a mine, two seventh-level Qi cultivators at the door were interrogating.

Guo Feng hurriedly withdrew his divine sense, his divine consciousness was tightly closed, his breath was restrained, and he disguised himself as a cultivator of the first layer of qi training, although his divine sense was comparable to the ninth layer of qi training, but after all, his cultivation was too low, and he was so well disguised in front of the fifth-layer qi cultivator just now, I just hoped that he could also mix in front of the seventh-layer qi cultivator.

Fortunately, at the door, the two monks just hurriedly swept it and handed a storage bag to Guo Feng to let Guo Feng in. This is for Guo Feng to install spirit stones, only the size of one cubic meter, as for Guo Feng's own storage bag, Guo Feng has already put it in the space of the Purple Mansion.

"Everyone can get a spirit stone for every hundred spirit stones dug up, and they are not allowed to hide it privately. "The overseer who shouted was a sixth-level Qi cultivator, and in this group of people who practiced Qi at the first and second levels, speaking was still very intimidating.

It was very dark in the mine, and everyone was assigned a night pearl, and Guo Feng was no exception.

Guo Feng took the night pearl and walked inside step by step.