At night, Ling Feng took Mingyu back to his compound in the Qingjiao Gang. Jiang Yuelong didn't know where he had gone, so he didn't think much about it. He first added 5,000 points of energy to the Nine-turn Dragon Elephant Gold.
Body level 3, proficiency increased to 9601/10000.
Immediately, he began to meditate, focusing on two tasks. He went down to his Dantian to practice the Canglang True Secret, breathed out the water spirit energy, and restored his true energy. He went up to his Dantian and Zifu to practice the Dharma of Subduing the Dragon and Arhat, and the golden body of the sea of consciousness shone brightly, and every fiber of his body shone brightly.
The milky white power came from the void, and was gradually integrated into the golden body of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, slowly restoring his spiritual power. At this time, he vaguely guessed that the milky white power was the power of the incense faith, but he felt that it was not
It's very possible. After all, there are no statues of his Buddha in temples all over the world. Where did those incense come from?
In the early morning of the next day, Ling Feng opened his eyes and felt refreshed. His mental strength had actually returned to full strength, and Canglang's energy had also recovered by nearly half.
He remembered that Master and Disciple Miaoyu were leaving today and was going to see him off.
However, when he arrived at Yuqing Temple, he found that Master Miaoyu and his disciples were missing. Only a letter was placed on the table in the wing.
Ling Feng opened the letter, the content was very simple:
Lin Feng, when you read the letter, my master, senior sister and I have already set foot on the road to the Snowy Mountains.
I don’t like to say goodbye, and I don’t want anyone to say goodbye. I’m leaving. I promised this girl last night and I won’t regret it!
Liu Xueyan stayed on September 13th, the seventh year of Yongtai.
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, what did I promise?
Immediately, he returned to the main hall of the Qingjiao Gang and handed over 300,000 taels of silver notes to Liu Yidao, the leader of the Criminal Law Hall. He asked him to get the list of fallen soldiers, local heroes, etc. from the county governor's house, and use the money as
The pension expenses will continue to be paid, which was his original promise to himself.
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After burning the incense, Ling Feng came to the auction house.
On the third floor of the auction house, Ling Feng and Shopkeeper He sat opposite each other.
After hearing Ling Feng's intention, Shopkeeper He looked surprised and said, "Deputy Gang Leader Lin really wants to auction the White Tiger Soul Sword and the Blood-Transforming Demon Sword?"
Even the power of a low-grade magic weapon is astonishing. It can be passed down for thousands of years and build a big family. Who would be willing to sell it? If a magic weapon can be auctioned, the reputation of the auction house will be greatly improved.
Ling Feng nodded and said: "However, I don't want the banknotes. I only exchange them for fourth-level demon spirits and dragon colts with water or ice attributes, as well as the pills for cultivation."
The demon spirits of the first to third levels are not of high value and can only be used to refine some special magic weapons. Only the fourth level can be used to refine low-grade magic weapons.
The dragon horse has a trace of Pegasus and dragon blood, is a descendant of the dragon horse, and is a third-level mount.
Horse mounts are also divided into nine levels. The three good horses of the Liu family can only be regarded as the first level. Famous horses such as the sweat horses belong to the second level, but the dragon colt is the third level. Ordinary war horses have limited potential, even with the magical grass and elixir.
Feeding can only be promoted to the third level at the highest. However, Longju has strong potential and can be advanced to the fourth level or even the fifth level! Of course, the conditions for advancement are very difficult and can make a strong martial artist impoverished.
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"If Deputy Gang Leader Lin agrees, I can take the initiative to accept these two things. The market price of the fourth-level demon spirit is about five million taels, and it is very precious. It has a price but no market. I can only give you one, and the other difference will be
Pill compensation. Dragon colt is easy to deal with. The market price of a third-level dragon colt is about one million taels, it’s up to you to choose.”
Shopkeeper He was silent for a moment and said. The auction house is the property of Lingbao Pavilion. Lingbao Pavilion is a large-scale industry with branches in Kyushu. It is certainly not difficult to transfer these things.
Although the success rate of refining divine weapons in the system forging furnace is not 100%, you can use the chivalry value to increase the success rate of refining, so a fourth-level demon spirit is enough. As for the fourth-level dragon colt, no one is willing to sell it.
The third-level dragon colt is enough for the time being. Therefore, he nodded and said: "Okay!"
Immediately, Ling Feng took out the White Tiger Soul Sword and the Blood Demon Sword to Shopkeeper He for inspection.
Shopkeeper He first took the White Tiger Soul Sword and inspected it, from the material of the knife, the enhanced runes to the weapon spirit. Ling Feng did not hide the fact that the weapon spirit was weak and sleeping.
Skills: Tiger Roar, Star Gathering, White Tiger Devouring Gods (currently unavailable)
In the end, Shopkeeper He gave a price of 12 million taels. The main reason was that the spirit of the sword fell into a deep sleep and needed to be cultivated for a period of time before it could recover. However, the Blood Demon Sword was almost undamaged and had the ability to increase the main skill of the sword.
The utility is therefore priced at three million taels.
The dragon colt is readily available, but the fourth-level demon spirits must be transferred from the headquarters.
The Blood-Transforming Demon Sword was given to Shopkeeper He first, but the White Tiger Soul Sword would not be traded until the demon spirit was obtained.
Immediately, shopkeeper He took Ling Feng to Fengchi Horse Racing, the largest horse and carriage dealership in the county.
People in the world of martial arts cannot rely on a pair of feet to travel around. Horses are the basic equipment.
Therefore, carriage and horse shops specializing in selling and leasing horses and carriages appeared.
Every once in a while, Shopkeeper He will select a few dragon colts from the headquarters to be auctioned. Before the auction period, he will foster them at Fengchi Carriage and Horse Racing, and ask someone to raise them to avoid problems.
The owner of the carriage and horse shop, whose surname is Du, is an old man in his fifties. It is said that he can only start this business if he has an official background.
There is a counter in the front yard of the carriage house, with a shopkeeper and a maid responsible for registration.
As soon as Shopkeeper He and Ling Feng walked in, Boss Du walked away, smiling, clasping his fists and saying, "Shopkeeper He is here, it's really brilliant! I wonder who this young master is?"
Shopkeeper He cupped his hands and said, "Boss Du is too polite. This is the deputy leader of the Qingjiao Gang."
Boss Du suddenly looked shocked and hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "It turns out to be Deputy Gang Leader Lin, disrespectful, disrespectful!"
Lin Feng continuously killed Liu Feng and Bai Zhenwei, two masters. Although they only killed together, they also pushed his reputation to a higher level!
"Boss Du, you're welcome!"
Ling Feng clasped his fists and said calmly. He was also observing Boss Du. Although he was smiling, his face was rosy and his eyes were bright. He was obviously also a master.
At this time, shopkeeper He asked: "Are my two dragon colts still okay?"
"You two come with me!"
Boss Du took the two of them to the horse farm in the backyard.
The racecourse is as big as a football field, and several people are riding horses.
Boss Du brought Ling Feng and Shopkeeper He closer, but there were two horses tied to the stable at the edge of the racecourse. Two horses, one with red hair like fire, the other with pure white hair, tall and handsome, were both tied up.
The two breeders were waiting on them like uncles. The white horse was eating raw meat, but it was top-quality pork belly. The red horse was drinking from the wine jar, and it drank up a jar of bamboo leaves and greens in a few gulps.