Yunfeng meditated and rested, and the sky was already bright.

Today is the day when the spiritual stones are collected and the trading market is open to the public every month, and it is also the day when disciples of each peak and each lineage gather and exchange. The Fantasy Sword Sect is responsible for the distribution of the spirit stones. Luoyue Peak is a special lineage of the Fantasy Sword Sect, which only recruits female disciples, and all the direct female disciples are of heaven and nation.

But the most famous and enviable thing is undoubtedly Shangguan Diewu, a disciple who is full of beauty and talent. She entered the sect at the age of three and practiced Taoism at the age of four. Now she is only fourteen years old this year, and her cultivation has reached the tenth level of the second level of Taoist disciples. The cultivation speed is rare in a century.

More importantly, she has a beautiful appearance and looks like a fairy. She is the goddess in the hearts of almost all the younger generation of male disciples. Therefore, every time she receives spirit stones, it has become the thing that male disciples look forward to the most. Yun Feng is fifteen years old this year, and he is young, so naturally no exception. However, what he most looks forward to is not only to receive spirit stones, but also to visit the trading market.

Yunfeng took his storage bag down the mountain. The storage bag was not big, but it contained all Yunfeng's possessions in the past ten years. As a registered disciple of the Fantasy Sword Sect, he could receive three low-grade spirit stones every month. Yunfeng had almost never exchanged them or purchased other cultivation resources. He had accumulated more than 300 spirit stones over the past ten years, which was quite valuable among his peers.

Yunfeng doesn't like to interact with people, so he goes early every time to avoid communicating with others. When Yunfeng reaches Luoyue Peak, there are only a few people. Today, Shangguan Diewu and several other direct female disciples distribute spirit stones. Because Yunfeng's strength is mediocre and in the remote Luo Jianfeng, he rarely walks outside, and Shangguan Diewu does not know him.

Yun Feng secretly glanced at Shangguan Diewu, and saw that she had a proud expression and a cold look. She ignored Yun Feng. Yun Feng thought that he had a big gap with him and had no inappropriate thoughts. He lowered his head and tiptoed forward, and said timidly: "Hello Sister Diewu, Yun Feng, the registered disciple of Jian Peak, is here to receive his monthly salary. This is my identity token." As he said that, he respectfully handed over the identity token with both hands. Shangguan Diewu was in deep thoughts, but did not answer, nor did he take his token.

At this time, another female disciple in red clothes next to her took the token, glanced at Yun Feng and the sword in his hand, and said contemptuously: "It turns out that he is from Luo Jian Peak, and he still looks like a sword cultivator who is overestimating his abilities. However, this sword is a good Taoist weapon. Can the junior brother give this sword to his senior sister? Just offer it."

Yun Feng was shocked and shook the Fire Thunder Sword in his hand hard, and said timidly: "This senior sister, the Fire Thunder Sword of the junior brother was forged by his own hands. Yun Feng was grateful and dared not trade it. Please understand."

The female disciple was a little surprised when she heard this. She was originally a disciple of Luoyuefeng, and she was born quite beautiful. She had no time to flatter her male disciples on weekdays. It can be said that she would meet every request. Unexpectedly, a small registered disciple was so bold that she dared to directly reject her request.

A look of anger appeared on her face: "Don't be busy refusing, I haven't offered any offer yet. Your annual offering is only thirty-six low-grade spirit stones. I'll give you fifty low-grade spirit stones. If you are the Bingjian, it will be considered a cheaper price for you, poor boy." As he said, he took out the spirit stones from the storage bag, and expected Yunfeng would agree.

But what she didn't expect was that although Yun Feng loved spirit stones, he was a person who valued love and righteousness. The eldest brother spent all his hard work and used countless good raw materials. The Fire Thunder Sword that took him for 49 days was worth more than ordinary Taoist tools. Even no matter how many spirit stones others used, he would never exchange them. Yun Feng bowed again and said, "Senior sister, wait, no matter how many spirit stones the senior sister gave, he would not trade this Bingbao Sword. He also asked his senior sister to distribute spirit stones. The junior brother still has something to do."

Shangguan Diewu was stunned when he heard Yun Feng's words. He looked at Yun Feng inadvertently and saw that the young man was wearing white clothes, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes. Although he was a little humble and weak, he was also tough and had a strong and independent personality. He didn't want to make things difficult for him and said to the female disciple: "Ling'er, don't make trouble. I guess this sword has special significance to Junior Brother Yun, so don't force others to do anything."

The woman named Ling'er seemed to listen to Guan Diewu's words very much, and gritted her teeth and said to Yun Feng: "Homemaker, just guard your bad sword." After that, she threw three spirit stones and identity tokens at Yun Feng. She used at least 50% of her dark power. This woman's cultivation level is the first level of Qi training realm, which is a small level higher than Yun Feng's realm of birth.

Yun Feng looked at the two things flying in roaring and thought that he was not good. He hurriedly mobilized all his spiritual power to meet him, but he still staggered back more than ten steps before taking it. Then he bowed to Diewu and Ling'er and said, "Thank you two senior sisters, junior brother, say goodbye." At the same time, he looked at Diewu with gratitude and turned around and left.

Ling'er and Diewu were both surprised. They thought he would be embarrassed or even injured, but they didn't expect that he just took a few steps back. It seemed that his strength was far above the same level. Diewu looked at Yun Feng with a deep sense of meaning and then returned to his cold expression. What they didn't know was that Yun Feng's right hand was paralyzed at this moment and was in great pain. He could no longer move for a short time, but he endured the severe pain and did not show it.

After receiving the spirit stone, Yun Feng did not rush back to his residence. After eased the pain in his right hand, he went to the Trading Market. The Trading Market was open once a month, and the open day allowed his disciples to trade with the casual cultivators near the Fantasy Sword Sect.

Here you can buy a lot of materials, elixirs and weapons needed by low-level disciples. There are many shops in the streets of Fangshi, and there are all kinds of small stalls. Every time, Yunfeng would walk aimlessly on the market, and go in to see the shops, so he knew the prices of various herbs and materials.

He spent most of his day shopping and went around all the shops. When he was about to return to Jian Peak, he suddenly saw a large group of people surrounding a stall at the end of the street. He was curious and followed him. Yun Feng was small and could easily get into the crowd. The two senior sisters Ling'er and Shangguan Diewu, whom he had just met in the morning, were all looking at the two beauties with obsessive expressions.

The stall owner of this stall is a big man with a red face. He should be a casual cultivator when he looks like he has never seen such a big scene. He said to the two with a timid voice: "Two fairies, my iron is pure and pure. I am obtained from an ancient cave in the deep mountains. It is the best material for forging Taoist tools. It is extremely rare. If it weren't for the urgent need for herbs to heal the wounds of the teacher, I would definitely not be willing to trade it."

Ling'er raised her eyebrows and said, "It's true that your erect iron is a good thing, but this material only has a greater effect on sword-like Taoist instruments and is not that precious to other Taoist instruments. So I'll give you a lot of 70 spirit stones. Do you sell them or not?" The 70 spirit stones are a tribute to a registered disciple for two years, and it is already a very considerable amount.

When the male disciples around him heard this, they all started to cheer, "Boy, don't be too greedy for human beings. Fairy Ling'er's favorite things are your blessing. If it were me, even if it was given to Ling'er, he wouldn't blink." "That's right, don't toast and not eat and drink, otherwise this Illusion Sword Sect is not a place where you can come when you want to come or go when you want to."

The ridicule of the disciples made the red-faced man feel very embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "This iron is more than three hundred years old, with pure texture and sufficient weight. Seventy spirit stones are too few. If Fairy Ling'er usually speaks, it is not impossible to let the fairy go. Now I urgently need spirit stones to buy herbs, which can be said to be a life-saving use. If it is not sold for a hundred spirit stones, please forgive me."

When Yun Feng heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved. Senior brother Liao Wushuang said that if the Fire Thunder Sword wants to be further upgraded, it must have more than a hundred years of fine iron. However, Luo Jian Peak does not have such material. One of the reasons why he comes to the trading market every month is to find this fine iron. Even if the texture is not pure in the shop, it only has half the fine iron in front of him, it requires two hundred spirit stones.

This female cultivator named Ling'er obviously wanted to take advantage of this casual cultivator. Yun Feng decided to buy this piece of essence iron and refine the Fire Thunder Sword, and then upgrade the Fire Thunder Sword to the fifth-grade Taoist weapon, so that even if he enters the Qi training realm, it will be enough.

Thinking of this, Yun Feng stopped hesitating, interrupted Ling'er who was about to attack, and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, can you sell this savage iron to me? I just have a hundred spirit stones here." After that, he took out a hundred spirit stones from the storage bag and threw them at the red-faced man.

Yun Feng's words and actions were only a moment, and not only the big man, but even the onlookers did not react. Yun Feng rarely deals with outsiders, and everyone else thought he was very unfamiliar. Seeing that his clothes were clearly a registered disciple of the Fantasy Sword Sect, a small registered disciple could take out a hundred spirit stones without hesitation? Could he be the illegitimate son of a peak master? What is the background of this person? Everyone was stunned for a moment and guessed.

Shangguan Diewu looked at Yun Feng who suddenly appeared and felt relieved: She thought Yun Feng was just a small registered disciple of the declining branch, but she didn't expect that she would be so generous in her actions. No wonder she refused to trade with Ling'er in the morning. It turned out that she didn't care about this little spirit stone. She couldn't help but look at Yun Feng with a strange look again.

At this moment, Ling'er was stunned and furious and shouted: "Grandbug, country bumpkin, do you think your spirit stone was stolen or robbed? A small registered disciple had so many spirit stones, which must be unusual. Besides, this spirit iron was the first to me, so where did you get your turn? Why don't you get out of here?" After that, she came out in a magnificent momentum, releasing a huge pressure to attack Yun Feng. Yun Feng felt this powerful momentum and did not dare to shake it. He took a few steps back.

Before he could speak, the big red-faced man who had already come back to his senses hurriedly said, "My friend, I have just said that the minimum transaction price of this essence iron is one hundred spirit stones. Since fellow Taoist intends to trade, let it go to you." After that, he sent the essence iron directly to Yunfeng. Yunfeng couldn't wait to take the essence iron, looked carefully and quickly put it into the storage bag.

It was not until this time that many male disciples around us reacted and pointed at Yun Feng and shouted: "Where did the kid who came from dare to rob Fairy Ling'er's things? Why don't you hand it over quickly?" "That's, things that are not eye-catching, be careful in the Fantasy Sword Sect in the future and don't be touched by me alone."

All kinds of ridicule and threatening sounds were heard. Yun Feng looked at Ling'er with a gray face and Shangguan Diewu who was still deserted. He looked at the big man with red faces and bowed to the three of them, "Sister Xie Ling'er, politeness, Brother Xie Dao's love. I will say goodbye to you!" He turned around and left.

This is a trading market, and there are high-level existences to patrol and surveillance, which is absolutely forbidden to fight. So Ling'er and others had no choice but to stare at Yun Feng fiercely. He smiled bitterly in his heart, it seemed that he would have to be more careful when walking in the Fantasy Sword Sect in the future.

Although he has little contact with others over the years, he has still been ridiculed and bullied. So now Yun Feng is accustomed to these things. He knows that in the world of Taoism, he can only speak with strength. Only by constantly enhancing his own strength can he not be controlled by others. He thinks that he bought such a year's elixir with only a hundred spiritual stones, and also thanks to the senior sister Ling'er.

Yun Feng happily took the fine iron back to the Sunset Peak and asked the eldest brother how to use the fine iron to forge the Fire Thunder Sword. The eldest brother repeatedly praised the younger brother for being bold, careful and excellent luck. Finding such a good material fine iron is of great benefit to the Fire Thunder Sword promotion. He patiently pointed out Yun Feng's forging method. After all, Yun Feng is a disciple of Luojian Peak. He has learned a lot of skill in refining weapons since he was a child, so he learned it very quickly.

It's strange that Yun Feng failed to hit the eighth level of the Rebirth Realm several times in the past, but since the elder brother Liao Wushuang passed on his method of forging his weapon that day, Yun Feng was practicing while forging the Fire Thunder Sword, and he actually broke through to the eighth level of the Rebirth Realm in one fell swoop. Since then, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. The Illusion Sword Technique also broke through the first level in one fell swoop three months later and began to practice the second level of the Sword Transformation Technique.

This illusion sword technique originally had seven levels, and the first level of the sword control technique mentioned in the sword control technique can be used to control swords across the air; the second level of the sword transformation technique talks about how to put the Taoist sword into the body, use its own spiritual power to temper the Taoist sword, and greatly upgrade its power.

The second level of the sword transformation technique is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. He can only practice the lower level at present, barely put the Fire Thunder Sword into his body, and cannot be forged with his own spiritual power. Even so, it gave Yun Feng a trace of dawn of practicing the great way. After all, this is his favorite weapon, and he will never have to worry about being forced to trade again.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed, Yun Feng had integrated all the essence iron into the Fire Thunder Sword, and the Fire Thunder Sword officially entered the fourth-grade Taoist weapon. His cultivation level also broke through the ninth level of the Rebirth Realm and reached the peak of the tenth level.

The eldest brother was very surprised that his cultivation was so rapid. It seemed that Yun Feng was quite talented in forging tools, and it was more helpful to break through the bottleneck of cultivation. At this time, there was still one and a half years before the sect's big test. Yun Feng had to break through to the Qi training period during this period, and practiced the Illusion Sword Technique to the upper level of the second level before he could pass the trial to become a disciple in the room.

However, since Yun Feng entered the tenth level of the Rebirth Realm, he once again fell into the bottleneck of cultivation and was unable to break through to the Qi Refining Stage.
Chapter completed!