Yuwen Zhouyuan touched his chin and said, "Lord Tong Qing, is there a trade fair in this Blood Refining Hall?"

Lord Tong Qing nodded and said, "Yes, there is a large-scale trade fair every month, and the people who cultivate the truth nearby will come, do you want to change something?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded and said with a smile: "What, don't you welcome me to go with you?" Don't worry, I have the spirit stone, I don't need you to help me out." By the way, when I go to the Blood Refining Hall, I have to go to the Monk City and find my disciple Yuan Zhengang. ”

"Wow, I'll go with my seniors. Tong Qing said.

A day later, Yuwen Zhouyuan came to the Monk City and found Yuan Chenggang through the transmission note, at this time, this kid's cultivation had reached the seventh layer of the True Qi Period, but he didn't expect that Song Zihong was also with him, it seems that this kid did exactly what the old man said, and he relied on Yuan Zhengang in this life.

After the master and apprentice met and recounted their parting, Yuwen Zhouyuan asked Huang Yan Zhenzun to check Yuan Zhengang's qualifications and found that this kid was very suitable for cultivating the "Zhiyin True Technique", so he passed it on to him.

At the same time, Yuan Zhengang's extremely cold ancient treasure spear, several defensive spirit weapons obtained after Yuwen Zhouyuan killed and seized the treasure, dozens of spirit talismans for defense and attack, more than 20,000 spirit stones, and more than a dozen bottles of Pei Yuan Dan, Zhu Yuan Dan and Han Jiao Dan were also given one bottle each.

It can be said that Yuan Zhengang will no longer have difficulties in cultivating to the True Yuan Period, and after everything is done, Yuwen Zhouyuan and Yuan Zhengang will say goodbye.

The Blood Refining Hall was the first dojo opened in the Dongyang Cultivation Realm when the Blood Soul Sect invaded the Dongyang Empire, presided over by the Blood Soul Ancestor's great disciple Blood Lianzi, a few years ago, the Blood Soul Sect successfully advanced to the real life stage, this Blood Refining Hall became famous in the Dongyang Cultivation Realm, and the Blood Soul Sect also changed from a real ancestor to two people, which can be said to be a great increase in strength.

At the same time, the Blood Refining True Person is also a guest elder of the Demon Heart Sect of the Evil Dao Sect, with a high status and a transcendent status.

Blood Refining Hall, it is precisely because of such a true ancestor, even if it is not a big sect, but no one in the Dongyang Cultivation Realm is willing to provoke.

The Blood Refining Hall's trade fair provides a platform for many cultivators, and on the first few days of each month, the Blood Refining Hall will be very lively.

There are too many people, there will naturally be some friction, and even people who have long-cherished wishes will inevitably meet each other and fight, in view of this, the master of the Blood Refining Hall, the Blood Refining Hall, has issued a ban on the Blood Refining Hall.

Whoever is in the city is forbidden to fight.

As soon as this order came out, the entire Blood Refining Hall was stunned, and after the Blood Refining Real Man killed two real people of the same rank several times, all the people who came to the Blood Refining Hall strictly abided by this prohibition order.

On this day, two long rainbows flew in the sky and stopped outside the Blood Refining Hall.

One of them said, "Senior Yuwen, flying and fighting are forbidden in this Blood Refining Hall, so we can stay here. ”

These two people are Yuwen Zhouyuan and Tong Qingzhu.

Yuwen Zhouyuan swept his gaze and looked at the Blood Refining Hall in front of him.

This Blood Refining Hall is actually not big, far from the scale of a city, and it is almost the same to say that it is a town.

At the gate outside the city, there were two Blood Refining Hall disciples standing with smiles, who were responsible for receiving passers-by and placing pass signs.

Yuwen Zhouyuan released his divine thoughts to explore, and found that the cultivation of the two of them was the third layer of the True Qi Stage, which was two layers lower than that of Lord Tong Qing.

Looking at the long line entering the city, Yuwen Zhouyuan was not in a hurry, and stood at the end with Tong Qingzhu.

In his spare time, Yuwen Zhouyuan snooped on his divine thoughts, and everyone in front of him was all at the same level of the True Qi Period, and the highest place was only the ninth layer.

After waiting for a long time, it was about to be Yuwen Zhouyuan's turn to enter the city, at this moment, suddenly a figure flew from the sky in the distance, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense was swept away, and he was immediately shocked in his heart, this person looked young, with a gloomy face, about thirty years old, but he had already reached the early stage of real life.

This person came to the city gate in an instant, swept his sleeves, and suddenly a strange wind appeared, most of the people were blown by this strange wind, and involuntarily scattered around, and some of them were low, and they were blown to the ground and rolled.

The same is true of Tong Qing's main body, if it weren't for Yuwen Zhouyuan to grab it, Dingren would also be pushed away.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was also blown back a few steps, his expression was as usual, and he looked at the other party coldly.

The man snorted lightly, stepped towards the city gate, and threw out a waist card, and the two Blood Refining Hall disciples immediately looked extremely respectful, and one of them even accompanied him personally, and walked towards the city.

"What kind of cultivation does this person have, how can he be so powerful when he flicks his sleeves?" asked with envy in his eyes.

"The early days of real people. Yuwen Zhouyuan said lightly.

At this time, it was the turn of the two of them to enter the arena, and Lord Tong Qing hurriedly stepped forward to pay two lower grade spirit stones, and walked into the city gate with Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Lord Tong Qing has obviously been here many times, and he is familiar with the road and took this Yuwen Zhouyuan to find an inn in the city, and after paying a few lower grade spirit stones, he set up two rooms.

"There are not many spirit stones, I hope that this time the five-hundred-year-old He Shou Wu can be sold at a good price, and then we will have half of each of us." Lord Tong Qing smiled at Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"I don't want it, that's yours, and besides, I still have some spirit stones. Yuwen Juyuan said.

The two chatted a few more words, and then went back to their rooms.

Yuwen Juyuan sat cross-legged in the room, and began to replenish the vitality he had damaged after the battle with the blood shadow.

Two hours later, the feats were completed and Yuwen Juyuan returned to his best state.

Yuwen Juyuan then took out the storage bag of the blood shadow and opened it.

This blood shadow is quite rich, there are nearly 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and there are six or seven hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and even better, he actually has a superb magic weapon flying sword there.

The flying sword was almost exactly the same as the flying sword that was broken by the Yuwen Zhou Yuan Yuan Divine Weapon, the only difference was that the mana fluctuations contained in the flying sword were many times stronger than the flying sword that was not damaged.

"It's an ancient treasure!" Yuwen Juyuan muttered to himself.

This ancient treasure was the original magic weapon of the monks in ancient times, because after the owner returned to the ruins, it became an ancient treasure after a long time.

This ancient treasure is not so powerful, but because it has the breath of the original owner on it, it is difficult for ordinary immortal cultivators below the true yuan to refine, but it does not mean that immortal cultivators below the true yuan of this ancient treasure cannot use it, they have come up with a way to seal the breath of those original owners with runes, which can exert one-third of the power of this ancient treasure, that is, the power of this one-third is also much stronger than the general best magic weapon, only the original god magic weapon has the opportunity to fight with it!

Seeing this ancient treasure, Yuwen Zhouyuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly recalled the method of refining runes, and after half an hour, his eyes flashed, and he hit the ancient treasure flying sword with a dozen spells in both hands.

The Gu Bao Flying Sword was suspended in mid-air under Yuwen Zhouyuan's magic technique, and then the sword body emitted a stream of blue light and murderous aura outward, and then it flew out of Yuwen Zhouyuan's mana control as if it were spiritual.

As soon as he arrived, the flying sword seemed to hit an invisible wall, quickly turned back and rushed in other directions, and after being blocked by the invisible wall several times in a row, the flying sword buzzed loudly, and the tip of the sword swung violently, stabbing at Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"Bold, I really don't know what to do!" With a soft snort in his mouth, the magic technique in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand was more than twice as fast.

At the same time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was as usual, he patted the storage bag unhurriedly, took out a trapped spirit talisman, and then raised his hand and threw it out, the spirit rune immediately turned into a golden light in the air, and then trapped Yuwen Zhouyuan's body and the flying sword in the middle, Gu Bao Feijian seemed to be extremely afraid of this golden light, and hurriedly retreated.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's right hand was summoned, and the golden light stopped pursuing, and wandered around Yuwen Zhouyuan's body. Looking at the flying sword again, he didn't dare to step forward, turned around and slammed around, and the frequency became faster and faster.

Yuwen Zhou Yuan didn't blink his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of spiritual power, and then his Yuan Shen magic weapon Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword flew out and stopped at the Ancient Treasure Flying Sword, and the Ancient Treasure Flying Sword After seeing the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword, the flying sword flashed violently, and immediately disappeared in place, appearing at the door, and was about to rush out.

At this time, its color quickly changed from black to blue, the light was slightly dim, and even the humming sound was much weaker.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say a word, and with a finger of his right hand, the golden light that was hovering outside his body immediately rushed out, instantly catching up with the flying sword.

The flying sword hummed sharply, and under the coercion of the golden light, it slowly retreated, but soon it flashed again and disappeared in place, and was already in the window when it appeared.

The color also changed from blue to green in an instant, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, as if he had an understanding, this flying sword teleportation is obviously related to color, and each teleportation consumes a lot.

"Yuwen Zhouyuan, the more spiritual the magic weapon, the more difficult it is to sacrifice, even if it is an ownerless thing, it also takes a lot of effort to refine it into its own thing. Huang Yan Zhenzun's voice sounded slowly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan squinted his eyes, this flying sword has spirituality, and it has the ability to teleport, the more so, the stronger his heart to sacrifice this treasure becomes.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to fly out of the window, Yuwen Zhouyuan's second word moved, and the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword flew out like lightning and stone fire, blocking the flying sword in advance, and at the same time, the golden light turned by the trapped spirit rune quickly completely covered the ancient treasure flying sword.

After teleporting three times, the color of the flying sword had changed to light green, and it could be clearly seen from the light emitted or the sound of the sword that it was in an extremely weak state.

At this time, the ancient treasure flying sword was covered by the golden light of the trapped spirit rune, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes condensed, and he opened his mouth again and spewed out a breath of spiritual energy, blessed into the golden light transformed by the trapped spirit rune, and the golden light was more vivid after blessing the aura of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and at this time, the ancient treasure flying sword couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

As time passed, the struggling movements of the flying sword not only did not ease, but became more and more intense, and the golden light of the trapped spirit talisman wrapped around it slowly dissipated, Yuwen Zhouyuan gritted his teeth, took out another trapped spirit talisman and threw it out.

When the trapped spirit talisman turned into golden light and still did not trap the flying sword, he spit out a breath of spiritual energy again, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and continued to practice.

The time of the night passed quietly, and the flying sword finally showed a hint of calming, Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was pale, and in the time of this night, he had already spit out dozens of breaths of spiritual energy.

Even his cultivation of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Period, coupled with the help of Gu Yuan Dan's assistance, he felt physically and mentally exhausted and barely maintained.

The early morning sunlight drifted in through the window, Yuwen Zhouyuan's sacrifice continued, the flying sword was no longer struggling, and it stopped in mid-air gently, and a trace of the aura with Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness slowly penetrated into the flying sword.

At this moment, suddenly Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression moved, and it didn't take long for a knock on the door to sound, and Lord Tong Qing's voice came from outside, "Senior Yuwen, do you want to go to the equipment store of the Blood Refining Hall with me?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath and said loudly: "Master Tong Qing, my practice is reaching a critical moment, you can go by yourself." ”

Lord Tong Qing stood outside the door, stunned, groaned a little, and no longer spoke, but sat cross-legged outside Yuwen Zhouyuan's room.

Yuwen Zhouyuan no longer paid attention to Lord Tong Qing, and continued to sacrifice, time passed little by little, night fell again, and Yuwen Zhouyuan had already eaten five Guyuan pills in more than a day, but the flying sword was still not finished yet.

In desperation. Yuwen Zhouyuan can only consult Huang Yan Zhenzun.

"Yuwen Zhouyuan, you kid finally know how to find the deity? Hmph! The deity thinks you've forgotten me. If you are willing to retreat for three years with this flying sword, and use a large amount of natal true elements to refine day and night, you may really be able to refine it. Huang Yan Zhenzun said unhurriedly.

"Senior, you're not kidding, it's going to take so long with just such a flying sword?" Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned.