After securing the script of the villain Taoist

Sang Yuan is in a daze at this time, although he can't distinguish reality from dreams, but he is strangely obsessed with what the little Phoenix in the God Realm once said to him.

Little Phoenix said, men can't do it.

He was not convinced.

"Impossible!" Sang Yuan's shame and anger had nowhere to vent, and he refused to admit defeat with his hands, so he had to grab the ice that couldn't be frozen and bite it twice.

The pain in the jaw awakened Qi Ning'an's rationality, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his hands could not hold anything but tightly clenched fists.

He couldn't go on like this anymore, he raised his head and stretched out a hand to pick up Sang Yuan.

"Don't move! The ice is not allowed to move." Sang Yuan, who was annoyed, had no place to vent his anger. He desperately pressed the ice under him, and bit the ice again as punishment without using his hands.

Well, it's ice-cold, just a little knocking.

A strange itching pain came from the Adam's apple of the neck, like a spark ignited from here, and it burned bigger and bigger, and even the mind was about to be burned out under the flame.

The hand that hadn't touched anyone suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then slowly fell down, as if giving up struggling.

"Good boy." Sang Yuan felt that the ice cube had calmed down, he lay on it to absorb the coolness, and finally freed his hands again to explore the secret that Little Phoenix had said.

He accurately finds the previous secret point, and then possesses and redoes it again.He had never paid attention to this place before, and it was like holding a novelty toy in his hand, playing with it non-stop.

"Hmm." Qi Ning'an finally couldn't help but let out a never-before-seen gasp from his throat, his black eyes were as deep as the deep sea, hiding a tsunami that was about to surge.

Sang Yuan, who was immersed in the emotion of not being able to admit defeat, did not hear the low voice that was quickly suppressed. He stuck his whole body on the ice, searching for the secret answer at top speed.

The hot spring was bubbling and bubbling, and the hot steam and gurgling sound formed a strange tune in Sangyuan's ears, as if telling him to come on.

Sang Yuan was sweating, until the soreness in his wrist became more and more intense, and then he muttered aggrievedly: "Can I do this or not?"

Next to the cave hot spring, a strange smell began to spread.

"Hmm." His temples twitched, and a strange double image appeared in front of Qi Ningan's eyes.

Unable to suppress it, the magma in the deep sea erupted for the first time in history.

"What is it?"

Sang Yuan felt the abnormality in his hand, and opened his half-closed eyes suddenly, trying to see the situation clearly.

Enduring the feeling that hadn't subsided, Qi Ning'an quickly tapped his back with his fingers.

The head that was trying to raise just now fell down again, and Sang Yuan fell into a deep sleep for an instant, only the unprocessed things in his hands revealed everything that happened just now.

Qi Ning'an had a rare flash of guilt, no danger of being discovered, he lay on the ground, a sense of shame that he had never felt before covered him from head to toe.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally couldn't help sighing: "It's ridiculous."

He has the strength to push away, and he only needs a sword qi to bounce off the troublemakers.

But by coincidence, he didn't.Not only did he not, but when Sang Yuan stopped, he was eager to continue.

"I'm really crazy." He put Sang Yuan aside, sat up, caught a glimpse of the thing in his hand, and his face was on fire.In the end, Qi Ning'an finally dealt with a part of himself with his own hands, he cleaned up Sang Yuan's hands with a stiff face.After doing all this, he stood up in relief, and after glancing at his blushing cheeks, he felt afraid to look more.

Then a wave of spiritual energy hit Sang Yuan, and the clothes that were still wet just now were dried immediately.

Qi Ning'an rubbed the center of his brows, his eyes suddenly stopped on the wound on Sang Yuan's face that was scratched by the strong wind.The previous frost has long since melted, and bright red blood oozes from the wound.It's just that the two of them were immersed in other places before, and they didn't find each other.

He paused, and finally brushed his palm lightly on his face. The soft and cool wind took away the restlessness on his face, and Sang Yuan's porcelain-white face returned to its original state.It's just that he frowned slightly, as if trapped in doubt.

The sword spirit was sealed by a talisman, and he had no idea what happened.Until Qi Ning'an picked up the fairy sword and tore off the seal, his eyes returned to their former indifference.

He held the pure and pure fairy sword in his hand, blending with his temperament, as if he had held it for thousands of years.

"Wow, you finally let me out!" Jian Ling cried after waking up, sobbing like a beautiful woman abandoned by a heartless man.

Qi Ning'an was unmoved, and opened her thin lips lightly: "Shut up."

The sword spirit trembled subconsciously, and then sobbed softly: "Qi Ning'an, you have no conscience, you didn't take me after you brought Kanwu out, and now you're still pissing me off."

"Who told you to come out?" Qi Ning'an said coldly, "If you want to be broken by me like Kanwu, then keep crying."

"Qi Ning'an, you..." The sword spirit immersed in grief just wanted to continue crying, but was stunned when he heard the last sentence, "Broken...broken?"

It's unbelievable.

Qi Ning'an's voice was very cold: "Exactly."

The sword spirit faltered all of a sudden, and floated out of the fairy sword as a white cloud, flying around him, trying his best to please him.

"Go back by yourself." Qi Ning'an turned a blind eye, seeing that he was about to seal it back into the bottom of the pool.

"No!" The sword spirit trembled, seeing Sang Yuanfu who was lying on the ground sincerely, said aggrieved, "It's not that I want to come up, it's because your Taoist companion said that he wanted to make you happy, so I came up with him. "

"What did you say?" Qi Ning'an obviously didn't believe it.

The sword spirit felt very wronged, Bai Yun jumped on Sang Yuan, and the voice sounded loudly: "This is the man, he said that he is your Taoist companion, and he also said that the Kanwu sword is broken. I'll bring it to you..."

In short, it repeated what Sang Yuan said to him completely, and at the end, it used the power of the sword spirit to reproduce the water mirror, and Sang Yuan's voice was clearly remembered in the crypt.

Sword Spirit: He won't hit me now, huh, huh.

"I don't want him to be sad all day long, and I want to secretly find a sword and give it to him."

"My Taoist companion is the Sword Lord of the Canglan Realm, named Qi Ning'an, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and an extraordinary temperament."

"We have a deep bond."

In the water mirror, Sang Yuan shrank his face in the Fire Phoenix cloak, and could still see the frozen wound on his face.He spoke with sincerity, Qi Ning'an's expression was inexplicable.

It turned out that in his heart, he was like this.

"Sword Lord, your Taoist companion likes you very much." Sword Spirit concluded, so it really wasn't its own assertion.

Qi Ning'an stood there with downcast eyes, holding the fairy sword, and the sword disappeared into the palm of his hand after the sword energy lingered.

He bent down to pick up the cloak that had been thrown aside earlier and dried it with spiritual energy. Instead of waking up Sang Yuan, he wrapped him in the cloak and left the crypt.

In the white snow, his footsteps are steady, and the person in the cloak sleeps soundly, adding a touch of gorgeous red to the simplicity of the world, and the rare Yaoguang Peak is even more popular.

......

The sequelae left by the teleportation array slowly dissipated, and when Sang Yuan woke up, it was the time when the sky was full of sunshine.

He sat up from the quilt, his mind was at a loss, and his face slowly flushed red as if he remembered something after a long time.

He seems to have had a spring.Dream, it's a pity that the dream is too hot and fuzzy, I only vaguely remember what I did to myself, and I can't remember anything else.

Just, when did he go back to his room?He remembered that he found the fairy sword.

"Ah! Immortal sword!" He hurriedly got out of bed, and sure enough, he saw a pure and white immortal sword on the table.

Sang Yuan stretched out his finger and poked it, the smell of ice and snow on his fingertips made him shiver.

"Sword Spirit, are you there?" He called softly.

"You're awake!" Sword Spirit bluffed, startling him.

"Hmm." He calmed down and asked curiously, "Why did I come back here?"

The sword spirit's voice was unrecognizable: "Oh, after I left with you, I was kicked out by the teleportation array of the Seven Star Pavilion, and the teleportation array stunned you, and when you landed on the Yaoguang Peak, the Sword Lord picked you up came back."

Originally it wanted to say hug, but thinking of Qi Ning'an's threat, it silently changed the word.

"Is that so? The teleportation is so random?" Sang Yuan always felt that something was weird, but he couldn't put it into words.

"Oh, of course, you have the identity plate here." Sword Spirit explained to him.

It seems that this is true, Sang Yuan didn't think much about it, anyway, finding the fairy sword is the real business.

By the way, Fairy Sword!He said happily: "So you have met Sword Lord, what do you think? How about being your master?"

"It's good." The sword spirit was a little awkward, "I'm afraid he won't like it."

Otherwise, it would have been brought out long ago.

Sang Yuan frowned, with a suspicious tone: "Don't even look up to the fairy sword? I don't think it's possible. He thinks he is a god!"

Sword Spirit: Well said!So cool!

"I'll take you there right away." He had already thought up his speech, and he couldn't wait for a moment.

When he came to the entrance of the main hall, he happened to meet Qi Ning'an, rearranged his words, and had the most appropriate smile on his lips: "Jianjun, I got a fairy sword, and I think it suits you very well, and I want to use it to replace the broken Kanwu sword, you Can you see it?"

With such a tone of discussion, people who didn't know it thought that the two were trading in the vegetable market.

Qi Ningan glanced at his smooth cheeks, and said lightly: "Kanwu has been broken, and its power has been greatly reduced. Its strength is not as good as the fairy sword in your hand."

He is telling the truth, Kanwu Sword is not as good as before.

Unexpectedly, Sang Yuan waved his hand indifferently, and said, "It's okay, I just want an Excalibur, it sounds like a fascination, let him cut it off."

Alas, I am afraid that you will stab the heavens with the divine sword.

Immortal Sword Sword Spirit was moved when he heard this, and felt that he said so deliberately to let Sword Lord accept the Immortal Sword.

Reminiscent of what he said in front of Xianjian earlier, Qi Ning'an had the same idea as Xianjian at this time.

Qi Ning'an looked at him in silence, apparently not believing his nonsense.

Sang Yuan was in a hurry, so he simply took his hand and pushed the fairy sword over.Sword Spirit cooperated very well, presumably he was satisfied with this new master.

The familiar warm touch made Qi Ning'an feel dazed for a moment, and the scene in the cave hot spring appeared in his mind. When he came back to his senses, Sang Yuan was already snickering.

"In this way, you have agreed." He said with a smile, his eyes were black and clear, and he was very sincere when looking at him.

Qi Ningan lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw the fairy sword tightly attached to his palm, as if he was holding it.

"En." Qi Ning'an thought that the Kanwu sword had been sealed, so it's okay for him to play with it.

Hearing that he agreed, Sang Yuan's eyes glowed with excitement, and she couldn't help but get closer to him, with a surprised tone: "Are you serious?"

His breath has a unique clear smell, which has never been seen in the snowy Fluctlight Peak.

Qi Ningan turned his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said in a low voice, "Mmm."

"Qi Ning'an, you are so kind!" Haha, when the Kanwu sword is repaired, the time before he returns to the God Realm will be shortened.

So he would be so happy...

"I'll give it to you tomorrow." Qi Ning'an said.

Sang Yuan didn't think that he would regret it temporarily, so he nodded immediately. He was so excited that he didn't realize that he called his name for the first time.

Like a seed in the soil in spring, it is looking forward to breaking out of its shell.

"Then you should give the fairy sword a name." Sang Yuan suggested, "What do you think, Lord Sword?"

"Long Yuan, my name is Long Yuan." Jian Ling suddenly said.

"Longyuan? Xiaoyuan? My name is Sang Yuan, we are destined." Sang Yun looked down at the sword in his hand.

Qi Ning'an lowered his eyes and glanced at it, and the voice of the fairy sword and sword spirit trembled a little: "This is the old name, master help me to choose a new one."

Sang Yuan wanted to say that this name sounds nice, but thinking that the user is him, it is better to let him choose it.

"You come and get it." Qi Ning'an said suddenly, with a serious tone, "You got it."

"It's okay." It's just a name, and the reason is right. He smiled and said deliberately, "Since this sword is so white, why not call it Xiao Hei?"

Sword Spirit immediately shouted: "No! It's so ugly!"

"Huh?" Qi Ning'an clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, the sword spirit didn't dare to speak at the moment, but just trembled the sword body to express protest.

"Hey, I'm just joking." Thinking of the scene where Qi Ning'an took out the Little Black Immortal Sword, he couldn't help laughing, and it took a while before he seriously thought about it.

Qi Ning'an was noncommittal, and the sword spirit waited nervously, for fear that something red or green would come out of him.

"The Dao is fifty, and the Tianyan is fourty-nine." Sang Yuan said seriously, his voice seemed to have magic power, "It's called the Tianyan Sword."

"Tianyan." Qi Ning'an chewed these two words between his teeth, remembering the next sentence.

If someone escapes one of them, there is a glimmer of life. Sang Yuan gave his sword a name that seeks life.

But what he didn't know was that the name came with the power of Sang Yuan's wish, and before no one noticed, it turned into another thread of fate entwined around him.

Qi Ning'an, I hope you can find your ray of hope, and I also hope that I can stop you from turning black.

Snow fluttered again on Yaoguang Peak, and flakes of snowflakes flew down, merging with the ground that has not melted all year round, and the sky and the earth were a vast expanse of whiteness.

The two stood on the porch, and Sang Yuan was attracted by the sudden heavy snowfall.

"It's so beautiful." It turns out that the cold can also bring such a flying beauty.

Qi Ning'an looked at his profile, which was as bright as white jade, and there seemed to be a moonlight hanging between the brows.

"Yeah." He responded softly, as if responding.

Sang Yuan was immersed in the beauty of the snow scene, while Qi Ning'an's indifferent eyebrows seemed to become loose due to his happiness.

This white snow world is really beautiful, he thought.

On the second day, Sang Yuan finally got the Kanwu Sword. Unlike the pure and white fairy sword, the Kanwu Excalibur was green and black. The body of the sword was broken from the middle, and the broken sword was placed in the spirit sandalwood box.

He stroked the Excalibur, but didn't feel the sword spirit inside.Could it be that the sword spirit died on the day the sword was broken?

Let's wait until it is repaired with Tianwaishi.

The peaceful and peaceful days passed quickly, and one day, he received a summons from Yu Feichen, asking him to go out together.

After ruling out the suspicion that Yu Feichen is the son of the sword lord, Sang Yuan got along well with him in Wendao Pavilion before, but when he saw the dusty dove on his shoulder, he always held back his laughter feeling bad.But then there was the matter of the mission hall, and he silently distanced himself from him.

Although it wasn't until afterward that Yu Feichen might have done that because he was afraid that he would offend the Great Elder and the others, but he always felt uncomfortable.

Xu Shi saw that he hadn't responded for a long time, and his identity plate was lit up again.

There is a restriction on the Yaoguang Peak, and outside summons are generally not allowed in, but the identity plates of the disciples can be directly summoned.Earlier, he had exchanged communication methods with Yu Feichen and Zhang Dao in Wendao Pavilion, but he never expected that Yu Feichen would ask him out today.

Doesn't he feel embarrassed?Sang would like to think so.

If Yu Feichen had listened, the smile on his face would have stagnated.His voice sounded again: "I accepted the mission you issued for the extraterrestrial stone."

As expected of Long Aotian!Sang Yuan sighed secretly, but still replied: "Then after you finish the task, you will hand over to the manager of the task hall directly, and he will transfer the points to you."

That means, he won't go out.

But Yu Feichen said, "I can't complete this task alone, I need your help."

Sang Yuan didn't believe it, and just as he was about to refuse, he heard him say again: "If you don't go, I won't go either, and no one will be able to find the stone outside the sky."

He was silent for a while, and the smile on his face disappeared, just when Feichen thought he would not agree, a word "yes" came from him.

There was a strong displeasure in his tone.

He has always been soft rather than tough, and originally wanted to beat Yu Feichen up, but thinking of Broken Sword, he had a new idea.

He must get the Tianwai Stone. Only by repairing Qi Ningan's natal sword can he guarantee that his way of swordsmanship will not be cut off.So here comes the problem, once the Excalibur is fully repaired, it will definitely have abnormal phenomena, obviously it is not suitable to repair it in Xuantianmen.

Otherwise, how could he explain that a golden core stage can restore the divine sword?

Therefore, he can only repair it outside. When he returns to the sect, it can be said that he meets a master craftsman and pays a corresponding price to have him repaired.There are not a few capable people and strangers in the realm of comprehension, and even if someone suspects it at that time, there will be no loopholes.

This should be the best solution.

There was the sound of feet stepping on the snow in the distance, and Sang Yuan knew who it was without looking up.

During this period of time, no one else disturbed them, and the two got along well.

"Then tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he cut off the conversation between the two.

At this time, Qi Ning'an came on snow, with one hand holding a plum blossom that he broke off from nowhere.This red plum is really beautiful. When it was handed over, there were still two snowflakes on the budding plum blossom, which seemed full of artistic conception.

"For me?" Sang Yuan raised his eyebrows. When he had chosen the residence, he found that there was only one room between them.

"En." Qi Ning'an's eyes swept over his lips, remembering the strange dream that appeared in his mind when he saw the red plum, and unconsciously folded the red plum, "Don't throw it away. "

Across a window, Sang Yuan dragged her over, and a few plum blossoms trembled on the branches, with a fragrant fragrance.

He was wearing the fiery red cloak that Qi Ning'an had seen before. The bright color did not take away any light from him, but made him black-haired and snow-skinned.Probably because his body was extremely warm, and there was a faint blush beside his porcelain-white cheeks.

He lowered his head and sniffed the plum blossoms, his eyelashes drooped and his lips were even more gorgeous than red plums.

The fragrance lingered around the two of them, and Qi Ning'an felt that the weather today seemed to be hotter.

After obtaining the aura of vegetation in the stamen of the plum blossom, Sang Yuan threw it back, and the red plum fell firmly into the bottle on the table behind him, squeezing together with other red plums without distinction.

By the way, those red plums were also given by Qi Ning'an so casually. At first he was a little embarrassed, but later he found out that this fellow brought them at random and accepted them unceremoniously.

Anyway, it's good to decorate the room, so you don't have to pick it yourself, it's too cold outside.

"What's the matter with you?" Sang Yuan was surprised to see beads of sweat on his forehead, "It's so cold, you still feel hot?"

Could it be that Qi Ning'an still has a physique that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside?

Qi Ning'an looked at those eyes that were so clear that he could see his own reflection, those night dreams that he deliberately suppressed seemed to be about to collapse after meeting the Lord at this moment.

"It's nothing." He forced himself to turn his head, "It probably took too long to temper the sword intent."

Turning his head, he frowned until the night fell again, and he felt that something was really wrong with him.

Sang Yuan nodded, but didn't notice anything.

......

The peach blossoms are flying, the grass is full of greenery, and under the warm sunshine, the man's skin seems to be radiant.He stood under a peach tree, his lustrous eyes sparkled with broken stars.

The wrists were folded, and the wide palms pressed against him so that he could not move, forcing the rouge at the end of his eyes to glow with water.

"Qi Ning'an." He opened his crimson lips, and his voice had a hook, making one unable to help but indulge in it.

"Huh." Qi Ning'an suddenly woke up from the dream, and under the dim light in the room, he kicked hurriedly.

He woke up from the dream, but the warm breath of the person in the dream seemed to be still in his ears, telling and shouting his name over and over again.

Ever since Sang Yuan moved back, this kind of dream has always appeared from time to time.

He felt something strange on the mattress, anger and shame welled up all at once.Fortunately, he has always been calm and self-restraining. He got up and opened the door after cleaning.The cold breath washed away the remaining charm in the mind, and the brain regained its sobriety.

In the room of the side hall, Sang Yuan, who was sleeping wrapped up, turned over while muttering, and then fell into a sweet dreamland.

The next day, when Yu Feichen sent another message, he almost forgot what he had agreed with him.

Qi Ning'an was not found outside the hall, he thought for a while and left a message, and then called up the crane and down the peak.

Under the Yaoguang Peak, Yu Feichen stood outside the formation and chatted with Chasing Sun in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"How can I get Sang Yuan to help me get the Kanwu Sword?" He asked, since Sang Yuan moved back to Yaoguang Peak, he could only meet him in Wendao Pavilion.

But that was under the nose of Qi Ning'an, how dare he say anything about Kanwu Sword to him.

Zhui Ri sincerely gave advice: "Didn't you tell him about the Tianwaishi? He is the sword lord's companion, and he definitely hopes to restore the Kanwu sword. Besides, if he refuses without thinking, guess what? It is true that the Kanwu sword is not broken, if he agrees, after you get the Tianwai Stone, you will say that you know a master craftsman, so that you can take the opportunity to get him to bring the Kanwu sword."

This is a good idea, but Yu Feichen is still a little hesitant: "The place where the Tianwaishi is located is extremely dangerous. I originally wanted to wait until my cultivation base is higher before going."

"What are you afraid of, with me here, Sang Yuan is also at the golden elixir stage." Zhui Ri said indifferently.

"I'm not afraid!" Yu Feichen said, "Cultivating immortals is going against the sky, so why talk about fear! It's just like what you said."

After making up his mind, he waited peacefully under the Yaoguang Peak, but he was a little anxious when the appointed time was almost up but the person hadn't shown up yet.

"Why hasn't Sang Yuan arrived yet?" He glanced at the disciples passing by, "Could it be that Qi Ningan didn't let him come out?"

Zhui Ri took a long breath and asked, "You have such a beauty, are you willing to let go?"

"Hehehe." Yu Feichen saw through his small thoughts and sneered, "I know what you mean, don't worry, it's just because you have to touch it to get the Kanwu Sword. When I get the Excalibur, I will naturally ..."

He was interrupted by the clear cry of a crane, and he followed the sound, the disdain on his face froze.

On the snow-white crane, Sang Yuan stood in a red dress, with a silver hair band fluttering in the wind, revealing a captivating face amidst the flying clothes.

The sound between heaven and earth stopped abruptly, and the figure in Yu Feichen's eyes continued to enlarge, until Sang Yuan came down from the crane to regain his senses.

"The time is just right." Sang Yuan walked in front of him, waving his hands in front of his eyes, "Why are you in a daze? Didn't you say you want to go out? But before that, I'm going to Fangshi."

He felt that Yu Feichen looked a little silly like this.

"Ah?" Yu Feichen realized that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly made amends, "It's fine to go to Fangshi, but why are you dressed so ostentatiously?"

Among the lush green mountains, only he was dressed in red like fire, and the mountains and rivers were eclipsed by the extreme red.

"Oh, this one, this one was given by the headmaster. I heard it's made of fire silk mixed with red feathers." This dress is especially suitable for wearing in the fluctuating light peak. It has a good thermal effect, so the headmaster brought it two days ago He has been wearing it all the time.

But what Yu Feichen said was right, it's better to keep a low profile when going to Fangshi. He changed into the moonlight wide sleeves he usually wore and said, "Let's go."

The hairband is a defensive weapon, he thought about it and didn't change it.

"Tsk, it's not a matter of clothes at all, that face will attract people's attention no matter what it wears." Chasing Sun came to a conclusion.

Yu Feichen's gaze stayed on the silver hairband for a moment, and he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

It's just that a certain thought in my heart is even worse: If there is no Kanwu sword, Qi Ning'an will not become the sword king, so who will Sang Yuan belong to?

This idea disappeared in a flash, and his determination to get the Kanwu Sword became stronger and stronger.

"Yu Feichen, you should hurry up." Sang Yuan who left Yaoguang Peak was like a fish entering the sea, very happy.

"Here we come." Yu Feichen hurriedly followed, the slight limping of his legs and feet had little effect on his actions.

There are many disciples coming in and out of Xuantianmen, and it is not awkward for the two of them to mix.

Sang Yuan has never been to the square city of Renxiu. To be precise, he was in the illusory space before his transformation. Later, he was discovered by the sacred tree and brought back to the God Realm. here.

He found everything in Fangshi very novel, and his smile never disappeared when talking to Yu Feichen.

"What do you like?" he said as he stared at a stall, "I can buy it for you."

"Tsk, you're really rich." Chasing the sun smiled, and then changed his voice, "Of course, it's also very important to have a good relationship with him."

The casual repair stall is a place where many monks like to "pick up leaks", but now everyone has learned to be smart. Every time before going to the stall, the stall owner will remove the things that are not sure, in case it is a rare treasure that is picked up cheaply by others .Over time, this has become a place to spend money on novelty and fun.

Sang Yuan was squatting on the ground and looking at Qi Jin. In front of him were all stones of different sizes. He didn't touch them, but looked at them one by one.

Seeing that he was interested and someone was willing to pay, the stall owner strongly recommended: "These are the ores I got from the Cyanwood Secret Realm. These ores are not worth much in themselves, but they are very malleable, and they are very cost-effective whether they are refining or merging. "

Because of the movement of bowing his head, the ink spread on both sides, exposing a section of porcelain-white neck in the middle.

Yu Feichen stared at the piece of porcelain white in a daze, until Sang Yuan turned his head and said coldly: "Yu Feichen, lend me some spirit stones, and I will return them to you later."

Since there is no spirit stone now, how can we return it later?The stall owner couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but he didn't say much. He just thought that Sang Yuan was a disciple who didn't know much about the world.

"Okay." Yu Feichen stepped forward, took a panoramic view of the porcelain white, his voice was a little hoarse, "You choose."

"Yeah." Sang Yuan agreed, then reached out and tapped on the stone, and said, "Yeah, give it all to me."

"Alright! A total of one hundred low-grade spirit stones."

Sang Yuan rolled his eyeballs, pointed at it deliberately, and said, "Give me the four stones for pressing the cloth too."

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, subconsciously thinking that he recognized these four stones as natural treasures, so he immediately refused: "No, these four stones are not for sale."

He looked very generous, and his gestures were indescribably noble and coquettish, which was in line with the stall owner's impression of our disciples.Usually this kind of person develops eyesight naturally because there are many good things around him.

Yu Feichen listened and went to look, but found that the four pieces were just the most common ore. He was about to remind Sang Yuan when he heard him say, "What I just said is all."

The stall owner was even more sure that there was something good in the four stones.

After he refused a few more times and attracted many people to come and see, Sang Yuan finally let go: "Since that's the case, what you have left is only worth 50 spirit stones."

Seeing more and more people gathered around, the stall owner just wanted to take the four stones and quickly close the stall. He immediately took the Lingshi handed over by Yu Feichen, and then ran away as if flying away.

The onlookers saw that they couldn't see the excitement, so they speculated one after another, and it was rumored that someone "picked up the leak" today, and the business of the stall owners suddenly improved a lot.

After the two of them got out of the leak-picking stall, Yu Feichen thought about it and said, "Those four pieces are just ordinary ore, so you don't have to regret it."

"I know." Hearing his comfort, Sang Yuan burst out laughing, "I just bargained for the price, he sold for a high price, but I picked up a good thing."

"Look." In the white palm, a piece of dark yellow ore was particularly conspicuous.

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Sang Yuan closed her palm, and the ore was wrapped in spiritual power, and then the dark yellow powder flowed away from her fingers. When she opened her palm again, a crystal clear stone appeared in her palm.

Sang Yuan asked with a smile: "How much do you think this cryolite is worth?"

Yu Feichen had a lot of treasures on him, so he naturally recognized the cryolite. He immediately sympathized with the stall owner for a moment, and then said, "One hundred middle-grade spirit stones."

Sang Yuan nodded in satisfaction, then chose a shop to sell the cryolite, and exchanged it for fifty low-grade spirit stones.

"I'll give it back to you." He also earned Lingshi today, but it's a pity that he looked around and found only one piece.

"No wonder he said he would return it to you later." Chasing the sun sighed, "Unexpectedly, he has good eyesight, and he can find the cryolite hidden under the mysterious mine."

"By the way, when he's in a good mood, hurry up and mention it." Zhui Ri reminded.

But before Feichen opened his mouth, Sang Yuan said excitedly again: "Now that you have money, let me treat you to dinner."

The corner of Yu Feichen's mouth twitched, and he advised, "You can go buy some self-defense weapons."

"Why buy that? What a waste." He said confidently, "If I want it, I can just go to the master."

Anyway, no one here can hurt him, so why do you need a magic weapon.Of course, it would be fine if it could have tail feathers like Phoenix.

Thinking of this, he thought of Yu Feichen's identity as Long Aotian: "By the way, do you know where there are phoenix feathers for sale?"

Jiuniao, who was huddled in the spirit animal bag, trembled for some reason.

"I didn't expect that it wasn't that he didn't want magic weapons, but that he didn't like them, and even the phoenix feathers came out." Zhui Ri couldn't help but said, "Yu Feichen, you'd better put away your little thoughts, this beauty You can't afford it."

"Shut up!" Yu Feichen only felt that Zhui Ri was extremely noisy today.

Sang Yuan thought he was talking about himself, and immediately became upset: "If you don't have it, you don't have it, what are you telling me to shut up!"

"I'm not..." Yu Feichen immediately got dizzy and explained, "That's not what I meant."

"Hahahaha, Yu Feichen, I didn't expect you to be so loud now?" A group of people filed out from the nearby shop, with sarcasm in the leader's mouth, "Why? Want to please others but can't afford it?

Although it is a market under Xuantianmen, it has always been free to come and go, as long as there is no armed conflict, no one will take action to control it.

Seeing the person who was waving the spiritual fan, Sang Yuan's heart immediately understood.

Tsk tsk, this tone must be one of Long Aotian's stepping stones.

Sure enough, Yu Feichen also recognized the person who came, and he was obviously in a bad mood: "Yu Heng, does it have something to do with you?"

Yu Heng?Sang Yuan suddenly remembered that this is one of the cannon fodder who often fights against Yu Feichen in the book. The main reason is that he likes to attack with words. By the way, he found that Long Aotian followed up and sabotaged when he went to various secret realms. Usually the ending is not good. .

And this Yu Heng even snatched Yu Feichen's fiancée.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Sang Yuan secretly took a step to the side, watching the excitement silently.

"Hate me very much?" Yu Heng raised his eyebrows and said, but he already looks like Zhou Zheng, and doing this action adds a bit of obscenity, "It's just a lowly offshoot, just because you have a marriage contract certificate from your parents." Can you marry the Yan family? Let me tell you, Meng'er didn't like you in the first place, and now she is my wife, so don't think about it!"

His aloof appearance reminded Yu Feichen of those unbearable days.

"The eldest son calmed down, he thought he would be able to stand up after entering Xuantianmen, but he is just an ordinary inner disciple." The attendant fanned the flames in his ear, "The lazy bastard wants to eat swan meat, but he doesn't look at it." What else do you have besides a face? By the way, even that leg was broken when the Yan family broke the engagement."

"Haha, I heard that it was chopped with a dragon knife. Unless there is an elixir to repair it, I am afraid that I will be a cripple in this life."

They despised Yu Feichen unceremoniously, and were not afraid of the constant gloomy look on his face.This courage stunned Sang Yuan.

The unbearable and painful past was opened up word by word, and the wound that had finally scabbed was torn bloody again.

"30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi." Yu Feichen scanned the laughing people inch by inch, remembering their faces clearly, and said in a deep voice, "Today we are ordinary inner disciples, and in the future I will stand in front of you." I'll see how you handle yourself from the heights."

"Bah! Do you really think you are some kind of person?" Yu Heng sneered mercilessly, obviously not taking the threat to heart, his eyes suddenly turned on Sang Yuan's face, "Could it be that he has climbed on some high branch? , so you have the confidence to speak?"

Sang Yuan: What do you care about me?

Yu Feichen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. If it wasn't for Chasing the Sun in the sea of ​​consciousness to calm him down, and this is Fangshi, he would have been unable to resist. At this time, he could only warn: "If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you!" You are welcome!"

"Hahahahaha." Ushered in were Yu Heng and others who laughed mercilessly.

Sang Yuan couldn't help but touch his forehead, this time it was really a new enmity and an old enmity, Yu Heng was not far from death.

Seeing him looking over, Yu Heng was very excited: "Beauty, don't be entangled by this one, once you are entangled, you will be as hard to get out as candy."

"Thank you for your concern." Sang Yuan smiled, and his tone was very innocent, "But I think you should worry about yourself, I think you are in the foundation stage, and Yu Feichen is already in the golden core stage, and it might be 30 years by then 30 years in the east of the river and the west of the river.”

Still care about your own life.

Yu Heng's face froze: "Gold... Jindan