Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The room was magnificent and magnificent, Feng Bao's mouth was full of gold teeth, but he couldn't laugh at this moment.

His heart was too shocked. It was not more than half a year since Qin Xuan left, that Qin Xuan actually broke through to the transformation of God?

It has crossed a realm! At the level of half a year, even his apprentice who entered the **** of transformation less than a hundred years old, was not so enchanting.

Qin Xuan sat quietly on the golden chair and said lightly: "One hundred thousand six-stage spirit crystals, of which fifty thousand, I need to buy the following!"

He moved the pen and paper slowly, writing down dozens of treasures.

Feng Bao took it, his pupils shrunk slightly, and all the things Qin Xuan wrote about were rare treasures, which were usually hard to see.

"Friend Evergreen, you are embarrassing me!" Feng Bao smiled bitterly. Tongbao Pavilion is known as the second-tier giant, and its power covers ten star regions, but even so, it is difficult to find what Qin Xuan needs.

Of the thirty-two kinds of treasures on paper, Feng Bao could only identify thirty kinds. Not only that, there are no more than seven kinds in Tongbao Pavilion.

"You can do it as much as you can!" Qin Xuan said lightly, "Leave the fifty thousand sixth-grade spirit crystals in your hands first."

"You will give me the remaining fifty thousand spirit crystals later!"

Feng Bao looked at Qin Xuan, his smiling face was stiff at the moment, and said: "Okay, Evergreen fellow, Feng Bao is naturally doing his best."

He felt that he should go back to the Tongbao Pavilion and check it out.

What made Feng Bao smile more bitterly was that the other party was clearly more than a hundred years old, how did he know so many rare treasures? There are even two treasures that he has never heard of.

Qin Xuan's embarrassment towards Feng Bao was naturally in his eyes, but he didn't care either.

These thirty-two kinds of treasures are all things for the cultivation of consciousness and soul, which can speed up the progress of Qin Xuan's cultivation of ten consciousness.

Now his chakras are fully opened and the Yang God is great, but he still needs to cultivate his nine consciousnesses.

The cultivation of every consciousness is extremely difficult and takes a long time.

But if you have these thirty-two treasures, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

Even if he had never had these thirty-two kinds of treasures, Qin Xuan could still become ten consciousnesses, but it was a bit slower.

It has been less than ten years since the opening of the fairy phoenix ruins, and the opening of the former fairy phoenix ruins has shocked the entire cultivation world.

There are even the Tianjiao disciples of the great immortal sect, everyone is amazing and brilliant, crushing people of the same generation in the sect.

In terms of Qin Xuan's current strength, after all, it was weaker.

Qin Xuan glanced at Feng Bao, "Help me prepare a quiet room. I need to practice some time. It happens that you are preparing the spirit crystal."

Feng Bao nodded quickly, "Okay!"

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that Qin Xuan would want to buy something scarce.

As a descendant of the Tongbao Pavilion, Feng Bao has never faced a great cultivator who is so embarrassed. What makes Feng Bao helpless is that it is not that Qin Xuan has no Lingjing, but that Tongbao Pavilion is out of stock. As far as a merchant, a monk who practices business, is naturally very depressed.

Qin Xuan turned around, and he was about to leave.

"Friend Evergreen!" Feng Bao called at this moment.

Qin Xuan paused, Feng Bao hesitated slightly, and then smiled bitterly: "Friend Evergreen, you injured Wang Feng before, I am afraid that Wang Feng would not give up like this. He came to Mo Yunxing this time. After experience, now he has a lot of fame in the Northern Wilderness, and many true monarchs have made friends with him."

He reminded Qin Xuan that the alchemist was like this. Although his strength was not strong, but with a wave of his arm, many strong people were willing to work for him.

After all, an elixir represents countless pill. Even if an ordinary cultivator has elixir in his hand, it is impossible to turn it into a pill. If you buy an elixir directly, the price will naturally increase by more than double. A cultivator can afford it.

To make a good alchemy, this is naturally what many cultivators like.

What's more, Wang Feng is still the true monarch of the Pill King Sect, and his prestige is more than ordinary true monarch alchemists.

Qin Xuan never looked back, and said indifferently: "It's so unkind, I'm just giving a lesson or two!"

"If it's not inferior..."

Qin Xuan stepped forward, "I really am under Qin Changqing, the sword is not bloody?"

When the sound fell, Feng Bao's face was shocked, and finally he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

It is because he knows that Qin Xuan has the ability to kill the true monarch, so when others hear Qin Xuan's Huashen but so despise the true monarch Yuan Ying, he might think Qin Xuan is crazy.

Even so, Feng Bao sighed: "Two fists are hard to beat four hands!"

He knows one truth very well. In the realm of cultivation, you should never underestimate the appeal of an alchemist.

Qin Xuan can kill one true monarch, how about the three of them? Five people? ten people……

After all, Qin Xuan is just a great monk who transforms into a god, can he still be invincible in the true monarch realm?

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Qin Xuan walked out and did not enter the quiet room directly, but went to the Tongbao Pavilion multi-level tour. In the end, he bought nearly 10,000 Sixth-Rank Spirit Crystals.

Most of them are artifacts and a pill cauldron.

Feng Bao was surprised by this move, but he never said anything.

Many cultivators like to practice other ways, and alchemy is naturally one of them, but it is almost impossible to achieve success, otherwise the alchemist among cultivators would not have such appealing power.

After Qin Xuan bought it, he entered the quiet room.

He intends to retreat, one is to re-refine the Eternal Sword, and the second is to refine the jade of the gods as a soldier.

He had tried to refine the Nashen Jade in the Fenyang Yanyuan before, but found that his Yangshen strength was not enough after all, and it was difficult to completely refine it into a wise soldier.

Now that he has become a Yang Shen, his consciousness is enough to cover a hundred miles, which is naturally enough to refine his knowledge of soldiers.

In the quiet room, Qin Xuan first took out the Eternal Sword. When he flipped his palm, four kinds of refining materials appeared in front of him.

Gold yuan stone, sea blue sand, cinnabar blood, star mercury!

The four treasures were all six-rank objects, and a green fire appeared in Qin Xuan's palm, and the Eternal Sword suddenly burned in it.

With the sound of cracking, the Eternal Sword was gradually melted in the green fire. In three full days, the Eternal Sword had completely turned into a mass of liquid. After that, Qin Xuan reshaped it, transformed the sword embryo, and added it. Gold rough stone, sea blue sand, cinnabar blood.

Until, after all the materials were gathered together, an inky blue sword embryo appeared, but it was twice as large as the previous Eternal Sword, and it appeared to be thicker and heavier.

Qin Xuan used his arm into a hammer, bombarding this eternal sword to get rid of impurities. After nearly ten hours of tempering, a sword embryo of about three feet appeared. The sharpness and hilt of the sword were all normal, faintly, with a hint of it. The evolution of the mysterious silk pattern is quite beautiful.

This pattern is naturally not the work of Qin Xuan, but the sword spirit of the Eternal Sword.

Qin Xuan chuckled softly: "You love beauty!"

These lines are almost useless, they just look good. After that, Qin Xuan once again made a green fire to burn the eternal sword. At the same time, he controlled the star mercury with his divine sense, and engraved the formation on the eternal sword. Pattern.

Qin Xuan laid down nine formation patterns. These formation patterns were only one corner and incomplete, but each corner pattern itself was a first grade.

After laying out these nine great formation patterns, Qin Xuan's consciousness was almost exhausted.

He can now cover hundreds of miles of divine consciousness. As far as his divine consciousness is strong, no one can compare to it in the transformation of the divine realm, but after engraving the formation, it is almost exhausted.

Qin Xuan's face turned pale, his eyes were tired, looking at the Eternal Sword floating in the air.

I saw a dark blue sword body, with silver patterns on the three-foot sword's front, and the hilt was covered like dragon scales, row upon row.

It seemed that it was completely different from the previous Eternal Sword, and Qin Xuan smiled in exhaustion.

Now the Eternal Sword has six ranks!