"Senior sister, please conceal my understanding of the Five Laws for me."

Ling Tianfan said.

"ah?

Why?

You know, in Tongtian Dojo, the more humble you are, the better.

On the contrary, the more humble you are, the more others may think you have no strength and look down upon you! The same goes for the headmasters and cave masters of Tongtian Dojo. They cannot see your best side, so why not?

Accept you as a disciple?"

Zi Spider Shuangjiu said.

"I have revealed the three laws of swordsmanship, war, and life. Isn't that good enough?"

Ling Tianfan said.

Zi Zhushuangjiu shook her head and said: "The question is not how many laws you have understood, but your cultivation talent and understanding! Some people have understood seven or eight laws, but they have been unable to become a saint. Asked, the Tongtian Taoist Temple

The headmasters and cave masters still looked down upon him.

Some people only understand one law, but they make rapid progress. They may teach the cave masters and accept them as their disciples, or even accept them as their direct disciples."

Different roads lead to the same destination! Cultivation does not depend on the number of laws that are understood, but on detachment.

Even, from a detached perspective.

The fewer rules you understand, the better.

Because the fewer laws you understand, the easier it is to improve your realm.

Of course, then again, how many people in this world are truly transcendent?

"I still want to keep a low profile."

Ling Tianfan said.

In this chaotic world, except for the ancestor Xue Ming who wants to crush Ling Tianfan to death.

Those supremely powerful men also threatened to crush Ling Tianfan to death because Ling Tianfan peeked into their destiny and affected their fate.

Who knows if there is a supremely powerful person in the Tongtian Dao Sect who wants to crush Ling Tianfan to death?

Therefore, if you can keep a low profile, keep a low profile.

"Okay, since you want to keep a low profile and pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger, then I won't say anything more.

The three principles of sanctification are indeed excellent in Tongtian Dojo."

Zizhu Shuangjiu nodded.

Just the fact that Ling Tianfan was able to walk out alive from the life and death arena of Minghu Black Market is amazing enough.

The auction continues.

There are auctions for seventh-level, eighth-level, and ninth-level law treasures and Taoist tools.

However, the higher you go, the more items are unsold.

After all, the more expensive something is, the more cautious people are when purchasing it.

Even if there is even the slightest dissatisfaction, I will not buy it easily. I would rather hold a lot of money and wait for the most suitable magic weapon to appear.

Ling Tianfan can only be a spectator.

He did have his eye on some magic weapons that were suitable for him, but unfortunately, he had no money.

The starting price for an eighth-level magic weapon is tens of billions.

The starting price for a ninth-level magic weapon is tens of billions.

"Would you like to play a few more battles in the Colosseum of Life and Death?"

Such a thought flashed through Ling Tianfan's mind.

He had just won the Life and Death Colosseum in the Minghu Black Market. According to the rules, he would not be able to participate again for a hundred thousand years.

However, the Colosseum of Life and Death is not just a dark tiger black market here, there are also other black markets.

"Forget it! The money won from the Colosseum of Life and Death is too heavy in killing, it is ill-gotten wealth, and it will definitely lead to disaster.

It's okay once, but if I really rely on the Colosseum of Life and Death to sweep up the huge wealth of major black markets, I will definitely cause a big disaster."

Ling Tianfan is still self-aware of this.

If nothing else, let’s take the Hunyuan Crystal Coin he won this time as an example.

As soon as the money was obtained, it attracted the peeps of the green lion with golden hair, the flaming rat with a sword, the bone whale and the poor spider with white flowers.

This is the calamity brought about by this ill-gotten wealth.

Fortunately, he gave half of it to Zizhu Shuangjiu.

He also gave Zi Spider Shuang Jiulai to bear part of the ill-gotten gains.

Auction disaster.

Ling Tianfan paid the money and got the half of the sword blade and the wings of law that he auctioned.

The same goes for Zizhu Shuangjiu over there, who got the three sixth-level magic weapons she auctioned off.

"Junior brother, let's refine the magic weapon we auctioned here first, and then I will take you back to Tongtian Dao Sect, okay?"

Zi Spider Shuangjiu said.

"It's all up to senior sister's arrangement."

Ling Tianfan said.

In fact, he also wants to refine the two magic weapons he auctioned.

Here in Minghu Black Market, there are caves for rent for retreats.

A piece of Hunyuan Crystal Coin is rented for one year.

As a gold member, Ling Tianfan can also get a 40% discount.

He first took out the blade of the broken sword.

Take it out from the sealed treasure box and hold it in your hand, it is as heavy as a mountain.

Even though Ling Tianfan's Saint Body, which was sanctified by the Ten Laws and had been tempered by the origin of the Path of Nirvana and the Path of Nirvana, was still somewhat unable to control the blade of this broken sword.

Moreover, in addition to the aura of a transcendent being attached to the sword blade, it also carries a very fierce sword intent.

This made Ling Tianfan endure the erosion of this fierce sword intent all the time.

"No wonder no one buys it!"

Ling Tianfan finally understood.

Cheap but not good.

There is a reason why no one buys this broken sword.

Although its attack power is at the top level of the sixth level, it cannot go deep enough to identify its master.

It can only be easily recognized and controlled, and it consumes a huge amount of energy when activated.

"Senior, what is the relationship between you and this broken sword?"

Ling Tianfan held the broken sword in his hand, and he could feel the broken thoughts of the bloody sword order mark in the sea of ​​consciousness, sending out faint ripples.

With a thought, he took out the remaining thoughts of the Blood Sword Order mark from the sea of ​​consciousness.

A strange scene appeared.

I saw the remnants of the bloody sword command mark flying towards the broken sword automatically.

The blade of the broken sword was trembling slightly at this moment, as if it had life.

Ling Tianfan became nervous when he saw this scene.

He was also looking forward to something in his heart.

The remaining thoughts of the Blood Sword Order's mark melted into the blade of the broken sword.

The entire blade of the broken sword suddenly emitted a strange sword light.

The sword shines like fire.

He actually set the sword's blade on fire.

There was actually a trace of transcendence in this ignited flame.

"The fire of transcendence?"

Ling Tianfan was shocked in his heart. Feeling this breath of transcendent fire, he instinctively took a few steps back and became defensive.

The sword blade actually melted little by little in the flames.

"Could it be that... the sword body marked by the Blood Sword Order is... a weapon of transcendence?"

Ling Tianfan couldn't help but start thinking.

However, he quickly dismissed this idea.

If the original sword body marked by the Blood Sword Order is really a transcendent weapon, then how can its residual thoughts be controlled by those supremely powerful men?

Could it be that it was controlled because it was just a trace of residual thoughts gathered on its original sword body, which lived up to its original power of transcendence?

However, Ling Tianfan soon had further conjectures.

After the broken blade melted, a drop of dark golden metallic luster liquid flowed out from the broken blade.
Chapter completed!