Since Wu Ling was unwilling to explain the relevant secrets in the cave, Zhang Heng naturally would not ask too much, so he had to put some questions aside first.

In his opinion, with the advantages of perverted skills, as long as he is careful, he will not suffer any major losses.

Since there are some secrets he does not know in this mysterious cave, it will be difficult for Zhang Heng to use his power to swallow the treasures alone.

Zhang Heng and Wu Ling secretly discussed it in the house for a while, and soon formulated a preliminary cooperation plan.

Before leaving, Wu Ling took out two crystal stones from the storage bag and gave them to Zhang Heng.

When Zhang Heng saw the quality of this crystal, he couldn't help but be surprised and looked at the crystal in his hand in disbelief: "It turned out to be a medium-grade crystal! For me?"

This was the first time Zhang Heng saw the medium-grade crystal, and he was a little excited.

In the world of cultivation, the most common circulating currency is the lower-grade crystal.

As for medium-grade crystals, they are generally only used for transactions between high-level monks. Although in open transactions, a medium-grade crystal can be exchanged for 100 low-grade crystals, the actual price is far beyond that.

Zhang Heng was not very clear about the specific situation. After all, he was just a Qi Refining Cultivator at the bottom of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Wu Ling smiled faintly and said, "Since you and I have formed an alliance, of course I hope my teammates will be stronger, and not to mention that Fang Yun gathering is about to be held. It is better to preserve some strength. Use these crystals to buy some auxiliary props such as talismans, and it will naturally be used in the future."

Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh that Wu Ling was really a "rich man". He could even take advantage of the medium-grade crystal, and he was so easy to give it to others.

Suddenly, a thought popped up in Zhang Heng's mind, if he killed this guy, I wonder how much he would gain?

But Zhang Heng quickly gave up this idea. With Wu Ling's scheming, he would not understand the principle of "not showing money". Perhaps this guy has any trump card.

Moreover, the opponent already has a defensive spirit weapon in his hand. With defense, it will be difficult for Zhang Heng to kill the opponent.

After Wu Ling left, Zhang Heng remembered the snow lotus in the storage bag again.

With his hand stretched out, the snow lotus that Ning Xuerong transformed appeared in the palm of his hand. A faint cold breath spread among the flowers, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers floated indoors indifferently.

Zhang Heng found that the snow lotus had no previous mental fluctuations. He lay quietly on Zhang Heng's palm, like a beautiful woman who fell asleep peacefully, making people feel pity and love, but he couldn't bear to disturb her beautiful dreams.

Since the snow lotus has "slept", Zhang Heng certainly won't bother her. He carefully put it in the storage bag, but he felt a different feeling in his heart.

After tidying up the house and courtyard for a while, Zhang Heng decided to follow Wu Ling's advice and go to "Dutian Castle"

Dutian Castle is the most formal market in this area of ​​thousands of miles, and is a large market used for trading among immortals.

Tang Feng has been practicing in Fangyun Mountain for more than ten years and rarely goes to Dutian Castle. He only has a clear understanding of Dutian Castle.

The reason why Zhang Heng wanted to go to Dutian Castle was, on the one hand, to increase his knowledge, and on the other hand, to follow Wu Ling's advice and buy some props such as talismans for future needs.

In addition, Zhang Heng also had a trace of fantasy in his heart. Maybe he could find a few treasures like the protagonists in the novel.

After making the decision, Zhang Heng immediately walked out of the inner door and then drove the Wuling Sword and flew out of Fang Yunshan.

At this moment, Zhang Heng was driving the spiritual weapon much faster than before, which was also due to the advantages of refining the virtual spiritual energy.

When a cultivator uses the physical control technique to fly, the effect is also determined by the quality of the spiritual energy in his body.

If a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage was asked to fly with the physical control technique, even if he was using a common magic weapon, his speed would not be slower than that of a qi-refining monk using a spiritual weapon.

Zhang Heng did not use all his strength to fly, he only used 50% of his speed. Even so, this speed was very fast.

After a while, he left the sphere of influence of Tieling Peak, passed through several rolling peaks, and arrived at the territory of Xianyun Sect.

If you were before practicing the perverted skills, Zhang Heng would definitely slow down and fly, strive to keep a low profile and not attract the attention of others.

But now it's different. His speed has not diminished at all and he is still flying as usual.

On the way, several disciples of the Xianyun Sect noticed him. Seeing Zhang Heng's calm look, they just took a few more glances and had no intention of finding fault.

Zhang Heng deeply felt the benefits of strengthening his strength. If you have strength, you will have courage. If you have courage, others may not dare to provoke you. Sometimes the more you give in and keep a low profile, the more others will come to find you. When you find fault, you will also find soft persimmons to pinch them.

In the world of immortal cultivation, every time you increase your strength, your status will increase by one point.

As strong as the level of the Blood Killing God Emperor, the entire world of immortal cultivation must bow his head in front of him.

There was nothing wrong with it all the way. When passing by the Xianyun Sect, Zhang Heng did not encounter any resistance. He quickly left the sphere of influence of the Xianyun Sect and flew to a buffer zone between the Huoyun Sect and the Xianyun Sect.

As soon as he arrived here, Zhang Heng found that two people were fighting on the ground not far away.

One of them was Li Feng from the Xianyun Sect. He stood on a high slope and shot out the spirit skills in his hand. The dragon-patterned knife passed through the void and attacked the other party's spiritual weapons.

The one opposite was a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a pretty face and a little childish look. He had anger in his eyes. He directed a long stick in the air that was as red as steel as it was inseparable from Li Feng.

Every time the young man swung the long stick in his hand, a large cloud of fire would burst out with a burst of sparks, knocking Li Feng's spiritual weapon away.

Li Feng's battle was extremely calm. Although the dragon-patterned knife in his hand did not come with any attribute attack, it had advantages in attack speed. The dragon-patterned knife often turned suddenly, which was unpredictable.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but become interested in the boy. He had already had the strength in the late stage of Qi refining at only seventeen or eighteen years old. Could it be that his talent is even higher than Luo Ningxue of the Xianyun Sect?

Judging from the skills he used, he should be a disciple of the Huoyun Sect, but Zhang Heng did not know him.

Could it be a newcomer? Or like Wu Ling, there are some secrets on him, but he usually acts very low-key and hides his own strength.

As the battle became more intense, the young man could actually suppress Li Feng a little, vaguely gaining some advantage.

Of course, Li Feng has extremely rich combat experience, and may have deliberately adopted a defensive posture to consume the opponent's magic power.

Zhang Heng looked at the air for a few times and then became boring. The simple spiritual weapon was inconvenient. However, in the category of Qi Refining Cultivators, the attack power of the spiritual weapon is the most powerful among single-body attacks.

Zhang Heng was driving the spiritual weapon and ready to leave.

Just then, Li Feng shouted: "Stop!"

The dragon-patterned knife burst out with a blue light, forcing the young man's spiritual weapon back.

"Li Feng, have you admitted defeat? If so, please abide by the bet between us and apologize to Senior Sister Luo."

The boy looked at Li Feng aggressively, and there was a tendency to be unwilling to give up until he achieved his goal.

"Junior Brother Zhao, the bet between us will not be cancelled, but I still have one thing to solve at this moment. You are here to wait for half a stick of incense."

Li Feng, who had always been arrogant, actually talked to the boy politely, but his eyes glanced at Zhang Heng who was flying through the air.

"Don Mouse! Stop me!" Li Feng shouted loudly, looking at Zhang Heng in the sky with a bad expression, with a hint of hatred in his eyes.

Zhang Heng, who had already flew out for a distance, was stunned at first, then sneered, and drove his spiritual weapon to the ground.

He wanted to see what ideas this "crazy Li" would use to make things difficult for him?

(There is another chapter tonight. If you have a ticket, just smash it.)
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