Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

Qian Qiu wanted to cry at this moment, but his face was full of dullness, and he didn't react until now.

I originally wanted to push the boat along the way, do a business with this young man, and make a good relationship with the trend.

However, Sikong Changming did not play cards according to common sense.

As soon as he made a move, he took all ten instruments into his bag.

Even when Qian Qiu asked to stay, Sikong Changming kept moving while answering.

"Be merciful? What kind of talk is that?"

"Isn't it just to form a good relationship? Let's treat it as Huanzhen Pavilion selling it to me at a low price. If we trade it in the future, there will be rewards."

Sikong Changming has already seen through Qian Qiu's thoughts.

She didn't resist Huanzhen Pavilion's offer.

Those who gain the way help more, those who lose the way help few.

As a monk, if you want to walk smoothly on the Dao, you must have intersections with other practitioners.

Can get "investment" from these sect forces.

It is also a recognition of one's own qualifications.

"Huanzhen Pavilion has been famous for a long time, and Chang Ming has long been looking forward to it. I am deeply honored to be able to cooperate with Guige."

Having said that, it is impossible for me to spit out this resource again.

Seeing Sikong Changming's appearance of practicing Tai Chi, Qian Qiu could only smile helplessly.

I'm afraid this business is going to lose money.

Although the magic artifacts in Huanzhen Pavilion are expensive, they are safe and secure.

On the casual cultivator's stall outside, those instruments are cheap, but they have many problems.

Unknown origin, poor materials, hidden flaws...

The importance of magical artifacts to monks is self-evident. If they were not forced to help, they would definitely not buy those magical artifacts that have problems.

A moment later, Sikong Changming was satisfied, and stepped out of Huanzhen Pavilion.

Qian Qiu racked his brains, but he couldn't get these magical artifacts back from his hands.

It is impossible to ask for it by force.

For a sect as big as Huanzhen Pavilion, if it is because of its own losses, it will forcibly detain the inner disciples of Lanshan Sect in the market.

If you don't make sense, you will be severely punished by the senior management of Lanshan Sect.

In terms of protecting the calf, the Lanshan sect has always been an example for other sects.

Moreover, with Sikong Changming's strength in battle, these few people in Huanzhen Pavilion really couldn't stop him.

Watching the figure of the young man leaving.

Qian Qiu hesitated to speak, with a wry smile on his face.

"Such a smart young man must have a bright future."

At this moment, the steward of Huanzhen Pavilion can only comfort himself in this way.

Everything is given away.

If something happened to Sikong Changming, these ten instruments would be in vain.

"Old man, why didn't you speak just now?"

The thin old man who had been standing in the pavilion and watched slowly walked over.

Dark face, expressionless.

Like an old tree that grows indifferently.

"The old man was busy signing the contract just now, so it's inconvenient to tear your face apart. Don't you know what to say to you, an old wooden stick on the side?"

Seeing the old man's appearance, Qian Qiu was even more angry.

"When that kid is taking advantage, if you speak a word, even if it's just a show of arrogance, it's enough to make that kid restrain himself."

"The old man wouldn't just sit and watch ten magical artifacts being sold at such a low price."

After all, he has been in business for many years, and Qian Qiu is always a little bit sorry for the loss of a large amount of profit.

Facing Qian Qiu's accusation, the thin old man curled his lips in disdain, and even more contempt showed in his old eyes.

"Come on, that kid is not simple."

This old man is a Dharma protector trained by Huanzhen Pavilion. He has partnered with Qian Qiu for decades, and they know each other well. Of course, they know what this old partner is distressed about.

"This time, you might really be able to find treasure."

The old man thought for a while, his face became a little dignified, and he said slowly:

"When that kid came in, I felt very threatening. If I hadn't seen you come forward to win me over with my own eyes, I would have thought someone had come to make trouble."

Hearing this, the bitterness on Qian Qiu's face disappeared invisibly.

"Really? That monk with a small skill can make you feel threatened?"

Qian Qiu's face changed quickly, and he broke free immediately from the state of heavy losses.

If Sikong Changming can really show enough potential, then the loss of benefits from the ten magic tools is also acceptable.

Moreover, after doing such a business, Huanzhen Pavilion didn't lose much.

The pile of pill resources left by Sikong Changming is also of great value.

Standing beside Qian Qiu, the old man reached out his hand suddenly, and took a Fahua Pill from the pile of pill resources with lightning speed.

"Good stuff."

The old man sighed in admiration, and swallowed the pill in one gulp.

At this moment, Qian Qiu, who was caught off guard, has completely changed his face.

"Old wood, you are so black!"

As stewards and Dharma protectors, guarding in the Yunxu Square City, the cultivation needs of Qian Qiu and other monks were also obtained from the transaction.

As long as they can get a profit for the sect, the two of them can get [-]% of it as their own cultivation resources.

"The total cost of these ten artifacts in the Zongmen Artifact Refining Workshop is 12 essence pills."

"For the profit of [-], the old man will take [-]% for himself, which is [-] pills."

"The old man will give out another [-] essence pills, make up a whole number, and exchange them for these eight Fahua Pills."

The old man said seriously, but Qian Qiu sneered at him.

"Fart, the Fahua Dan that can be exchanged for [-] fine pills is just the worst inferior pill, and it even has a lot of erysipelas."

"These eight Fahua Pills are rare high-grade pills at first glance. If you still want to exchange for [-] essence pills, you can't do it if you don't know the goods!"

The thin old man was not angry, and said:
"The old man took a step back and only exchanged six, leaving two for you to pay. Anyway, the request in the pavilion is only to supply resources of corresponding value, and these essence pills are enough to meet."

Qian Qiu shook his head.

"It's too dark, it's too dark. Old wood, thanks to you, an old bastard who is a law protector. If you become the steward, Huanzhen Pavilion's reputation will be ruined."

"Eight Fahua Pills, you can exchange up to two."

"Two? I already have two for my own share. Do I want to discuss it with you? At least five."

The old man stretched out his palm, his thin five fingers were like eagle claws, appearing resolute.

Seeing this, Qian Qiu took a step back and gritted his teeth.

"Up to three."

The old man shook his head.

"four pieces"

"make a deal."

Qian Qiu finally agreed to the old man's request, took three Fahua pills from the top of the pill pile, and handed them to the old man.

"More than 1 essence pills will be deducted from your offering this month."

The old man who got his favorite elixir was very happy at the moment, and waved his hands indifferently to Qian Qiu's statement.

"You can take it as you like, with these treasures, who would care about those mud balls."

For monks of this level, the effect of those pills with thin aura is already very weak.

The elixirs they really need must conform to their own cultivation level.

For Faqiao cultivators, Fahua Dan is undoubtedly the best choice, and it is the second-grade pill such as Lingsui Pill if you can't ask for it.

"You old boy, you are really dead."

Qian Hua cursed and cursed, but without hesitation, he also took a Fahua Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

The profits delivered to the Zongmen can be filled with those pills and pills.

Of course, these eight Fahuadans had to be digested internally.

For monks in the realm of Dharma Aperture, if they want to purchase Fahuadan from the outside world, they will also have to spend a lot of money.

Even if they can buy it from within Huanzhen Pavilion, they still need to pay a premium of [-]%.

For example, these few pills with high quality and no erysipelas residue can sometimes double the asking price.

Feeling the elixir dissolving in the lungs, the majestic and pure power of the medicine nourishes the internal organs, nourishing all the mana in the body.

Qian Qiu breathed a sigh of relief in satisfaction, and subconsciously looked in the direction where Sikong Changming left.

"That boy, what is the origin?"

"Among the Lanshan sect, I have never heard of such a person. How can he have such a fortune?"

Confusion flashed across Qian Qiu's mind.

At this moment, Sikong Changming has left Fangshi, and once again set foot on the empty island of Wudou Peak.

Time waits for no one. Among the system's tasks, the requirement of ten consecutive victories must be completed within one day.

As for Sikong Changming, the delay on the road alone was enough for an hour.

Coupled with the transaction process, more than half of the day has passed.

For Sikong Changming, the next time has become very urgent.

However, it was only during the moment when Sikong Changming seized the time to land on the empty island.

Relying on his powerful magic power, he divided his mind and refined the lowest-quality Mingxia Lantern.

The material of this third-order magic weapon is very ordinary, and it was instantly refined by Sikong Changming's magic power.

As long as you combine your own hard work with the foundation of the magic weapon, you can refine it into the magic weapon of fate.

After hastily refining a bright lamp, Sikong Changming put his mind on another third-order magic weapon.

Among the ten artifacts he obtained from Huanzhen Pavilion, several artifacts were really not of high quality, but Qian Qiu just took them out to make up the number.

After all, only through comparison can persuasion be improved.

If there are no inferior products to set off, how can it reflect the superiority of the Sanyang flag.

On the empty island, Sikong Changming mobilized his disciple Yudie again and began to choose opponents.

Not long after, the magic circle under his feet began to operate spontaneously.

The jade plate in his hand also revealed the opponent's information.

"Xingfeng, Fuyunzi, the Dharma Aperture has achieved great success."

An ethereal figure appeared in front of Sikong Changming very quickly.

The Taoist robe, as white as snow, flutters in the wind, setting off an extraordinary and refined attitude.

On Fu Yunzi's face, he also wore a mask decorated with flowing cloud patterns.

"Fellow Daoist, please enlighten me."

Although it looks like a nobleman.

But Fu Yunzi's performance is completely opposite to that Hongdie that Sikong Changming met before.

The moment he saw Sikong Changming, Fu Yunzi took the lead and attacked Sikong Changming unceremoniously.

With a flick of his wrist, a slender silver-white long sword was revealed, as if flowing light was condensed.

"Starry Sword Style"

Fu Yunzi let out a low shout, and the long sword in his hand shook accordingly, scattering sword energy one after another, like stars all over the sky.

The sword energy was like rain like stars, shooting towards Sikong Changming, as if it was going to pierce him the next moment.

"Fortunately, the magic weapon was prepared in advance, otherwise it would be a waste of brains to face such a magic technique."

Sikong Changming heaved a sigh of relief, and called with his hand.

The Mingxia Lantern slowly melted out from the Dharma Aperture, shining brightly.

That flame, which is as small as a grain of rice, shines brightly at this moment, like a miniature sun.

"Illuminating Ten Directions"

Sikong Changming directly used the second-level spell inscribed on the magic weapon.

Although the grade of this technique is a grade lower than that of the Starry Sword Style performed by Fu Yunzi.

However, under the support of Sikong Changming's tyrannical magic power, the aura emanating from the Mingxia Lantern presented four colors of brilliance.

Invisibly, the rotation is endless, so that the grade of this technique has been raised by another level.

The gorgeous Huaguang enveloped all the sword qi, and finally melted into the void.

Seeing that his sword skills had been cracked, Fu Yunzi frowned, and the long sword in his hand changed accordingly.

"Meteor Sword Style"

A clear voice followed, and the long sword in Fu Yunzi's hand was raised high, and then he chopped down Huashan Mountain with all his strength.

On the tip of the sword, a large number of instruments were condensed, and a dazzling halo bloomed at this moment.

Like a meteor streaking across the starry sky at night.

As Xingfeng's disciple, Fu Yunzi mastered the secret swordsmanship of Xingfeng's lineage.

It is a terrifying supernatural power of a very high grade, and it is known as one of the seven top swordsmanship inheritances in the Lanshan sect.

Known as "White Rainbow Penetrates the Sun"

In order to make it easier for the disciples to practice, the powerful person in the star peak disassembled this swordsmanship supernatural power into many basic swordsmanship.

Combine those basic sword skills into one set, and call it Xingfeng Thirteen Swords.

Seeing that Sikong Changming had just quietly broken one of his own, Fu Yunzi's competitive spirit was already aroused.

"I'd like to see how many swords you, a disciple of the Great Cold Peak, can hold?"

Among the Lanshan sect, there are seven top-level swordsmanship inheritances.

The "Baihong Guansun" of Xingfeng's lineage is one of them.

However, it is quite a coincidence that the Great Cold Peak, where Sikong Changming was born, also has a lineage of supreme swordsmanship that is not inferior to that of Baihong Guanri.

It's just that at Sikong Changming's current level, he still can't touch it.

The supernatural power of swordsmanship inherited in the Great Cold Peak is different from Baihong Guanri, which focuses on the comprehension of the Dao of monks, and cannot be dismantled into basic swordsmanship.

Therefore, only after the disciples of the Great Cold Peak enter the middle three realms, if they are still willing to stay in the Great Cold Peak, guard the gate, and pass on the orthodoxy.

Only then did he have the opportunity to see the real body of that swordsmanship supernatural power.

Sikong Changming didn't know these things.

It doesn't mean that Fuyunzi doesn't know.

As one of the so-called seven great swordsmanship inheritances of the Lanshan Sect, Xingfeng disciples will of course pay more attention to the other six-meridian swordsmanship inheritance.

When Fu Yunzi saw on his disciple's jade plate that his opponent was from Great Cold Peak.

So I made up my mind to use the sword in my hand to have a good meeting with this disciple of the Great Cold Peak's kendo lineage.

Fu Yunzi swung his sword, and the light on the tip of the sword became solid and brilliant, like a real shooting star.

In the Mingxia Lantern, the lights flickered and scattered boundless spiritual light, but they could no longer stop the ferocious meteor sword.

Seeing that the slender long sword was about to be handed to him.

Sikong Changming put his hands together in front of him.

A ray of purple light flew out from his palms, and suddenly rushed towards Fu Yunzi who was avoiding him.

The next moment, a piece of news appeared on the jade plate of Sikong Changming's disciple.

"Great Cold Peak, Deadwood, win!"