The Supreme Lord Donghuang

The feast of the Ziyun is a grand finale for the people from the Ziyun Stars who come to Xuan Feast City. Don’t miss it, so even come in advance.

During the waiting period, the free trade market of Xuan Yancheng became the place where everyone sent time.

Some people, who have any precious treasures in their hands, will take it out at this time and sell them to the people of Ziyunxing. If they meet the right buyer, they can sell a good price.

"Brother, is this good-looking?"

"Brother, I want this."

"Brother, this seems to be good too?"

......

In the free market of Xuanyan City, a little girl of about eight or nine years old shuttled in front of the booths. As long as she was looking at something, the young man in white behind her was not at all jealous, and she bought it all.

This scene has also caused many people to shake their heads again and again. I feel that this younger brother is incompetent, so that he will spoil his sister sooner or later.

There are quite a few people who set up stalls, and they can't wait for little girls to look at things on their booths.

All the way through, the young people's money, like many people, but no one dared to chaos, because Xuan Yinzong people in the Xuan Feast City maintain order.

Unless they leave the city, even if they turn their eyes on the wealth of young people, they can do nothing.

"Hey! Old man, you are looking like an antique, and it’s very chic... how much is it?"

A voice came from the front, so that Yunxiao curiously stopped to watch, and Zhou Donghuang, who was behind Yunxiao, followed his body and looked at the sky.

At a glance, he saw that behind a stall, he was sitting on a cross-legged old man wearing a gray robe, and at his booth, he was arranging the broken sword.

The broken sword was only one foot long, the hilt was intact, and the sword was broken.

Although the broken sword is not rusted, it still looks old and vicissitudes. If you look closely, you can see that on the top of this broken sword, there are many dense lines carved in it.

"One hundred Lingshi."

The old man was closing his eyes and raising his mind. When he heard someone ask, he suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man in front of the booth.

And when he said this, not only did the middle-aged man be one of them, but even a group of people around him who were concerned about it, they were all scared.

One hundred Lingshi?

Even the elders of Yuan Dan, among the five major sects of Ziyunxing, have not received so many Lingshi in their ancestral halls a year.

"This old man, crazy?"

"Just a broken sword, sell a hundred Lingshi?"

"Thinking of Lingshi wants to be crazy!"

......

As the voice of the old man fell, the middle-aged man who had not asked for a question before the booth opened, and many people came around and slammed the old man.

"Humph!"

In the face of the sniper of the crowd, the old man's eyes were cold, and the body suddenly rose up and burst into a pale white halo, and then he took his whole man to the air and sat cross-legged in the air.

Seeing this scene, a group of people who were still attacking the elderly have closed their mouths and dare not say a word.

Scorpio!

This old man turned out to be Yuandan monk?

Before the booth, the middle-aged man who was still planning to ridicule the old man, after seeing the old man showing the means of the Yuandan monk, changed his face and immediately closed his mouth and did not dare to scream again.

call!

In the eyes of the public, the old man raised his hand and took a glimpse of the real sword. He took the only broken sword on the booth and suspended it in the void in front of him.

"This sword is broken, it is my accidental income, not afraid of the three real fires."

As the old man opened his mouth, his real element condensed three real fires, wrapped around the broken sword, but as time passed, the broken sword not only showed no signs of ablation, but even kept the previous ink cyan, a little red burned sign. nothing.

"Not only did I not fear the three fires, but I burned it three days and three nights with three real fires. Its blade and hilt were still cold and cold, and it was never burned."

The old man continued.

When the voice fell, the old man closed his eyes again, and the three real fires were also collected by him. The whole person slowly fell and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The broken sword also fell back to the booth in due course.

"Don't be afraid of the three real fires? Even if it is a spirit, can it be melted by the three fires? What is this broken sword?"

"The spirits used by the monks of Yuandan are the spirits of the Yuan Dan... But even the best Yuan Dan spirits can be melted by the three martial arts monks in the early Yuan dynasty. This broken sword is not a good thing. Law phase instrument?"

"Faculty of the law?"

"Faculty of the Faith is a special instrument for the monks of the Fa, and it is necessary to smelt the four real fires of the real monks of the Fa."

......

The people present, from all over the Ziyun Star, there are many people who are knowledgeable and fluent, and between words, once suspected that the broken sword is a magical instrument.

"If it is a law, even if it is broken, a hundred Lingshi is not expensive."

"indeed."

Although many people suspect that the broken sword is a magical weapon, it is not considered expensive for a hundred spirits, but no one has come forward, and has taken out a hundred Lingshi to buy a broken sword.

First, because the people present, basically can not get so many Lingshi.

The second reason is that everything is just speculation. Even if someone present is able to come up with so many Lingshi, it may not have such great power.

"This sword, I want it."

As more and more people are onlookers, a young man in white wins the snow, appearing in front of the booth, attracting the attention of a group of onlookers.

The old man opened his eyes again and looked at Zhou Donghuang, "One hundred Lingshi."

Zhou Donghuang did not speak. In front of a group of people, he took out a hundred Lingshi from the space ring in his hand and pushed it to the air in front of the old man.

The milky white real element, which caught everyone's eyes, constantly impacted the pupils of everyone, and ... the heart.

Just now, this young man who did not seem to be over twenty years old stood up and said that when he wanted to buy the broken sword, the audience only thought he was joking.

One hundred pieces of Lingshi, and what is it that such a **** can take out?

However, when the youth really took out a hundred Lingshi, and sent the hundred spiritual stones to the old man with the milky white real yuan, the doubts in their hearts were crushed and there was no residue left!

"Yuan... Yuandan mid-term martial arts monk?"

"Scorpio! If his age, as the surface sees... his martial arts talent is a bad day!"

......

Under the eyes of a group of people, the stall owner, the old man, was only a moment after he was asleep, and he took over a hundred spiritual stones and put them into his arms.

"Thank you for being an adult."

The old man stood up and thanked the youth.

In the strong Ziwei star, the winner is the first, even if the young man in front of him looks no more than twenty years old, but the repairs shown by the other party are enough to make him bend over.

"Ok."

Zhou Donghuang faintly nodded, and as soon as he lifted it, the real yuan wrapped the broken sword into his hand, and then he was directly enrolled in the space ring.

Broken swords, as the few people present in the field have guessed, are indeed a special law for the monks.

However, it is not a general law.

It is a perfect method.

Even if the pattern of the above-mentioned pattern is incomplete, according to Zhou Donghuang's inference, it is still enough to exert the power of the Chinese-style method.

"When I step into the realm of law, I will condense the real fire with the real yuan, re-consolidate it, re-arrange the array method... It will be able to re-exact the power of the best law spirit!"

Zhou Donghuang secretly said.

Under the quiet eyes of a group of people, the young man in white slid slowly and walked away, and the little girl beside him jumped and followed him.

Looking at the backs of young people and girls, many people have some feelings:

"He...he...is it a monk of Yuandan?"

"Scorpio! Just watched him big and big, spending a lot of gold and silver to buy things for the little girl, I also got ridiculous, if you don't worry about the people who have Xuan Yinzong in maintaining the order of the Xuan Feast City, I have not resisted to rob him. It is."

"Me too. Now think about it, it really took a life back."

......

Zhu Liancheng is a disciple of Xuan Yinzong. He was trained as the early Yuan Dan, but because he was less than 50 years old, his treatment in Xuan Yinzong was no worse than the average elder.

the most important is:

His master is the elder of Xuan Yinzong, the monk of the late Yuan Dynasty.

His master ancestor is one of the two great ancestors of Xuan Yinzong.

In Xuan Yinzong, Zhu Liancheng is a general character. A group of elders in Xuan Yinzong, whether it was repaired in the middle of Yuandan or in the late Yuan Dan, did not dare to provoke him easily.

"Faculty of the law?"

"Yuandan mid-term martial arts monk?"

Everything that happened just now was received by Zhu Liancheng. In his eyes, he flashed his eyes and silently followed the white youth.

However, he felt that his movements were silent, but in fact he was discovered by Zhou Donghuang.

However, Zhou Donghuang did not pay attention to him.

Because lazy.

More because of disdain.

Until the eyes of the young man with the girl around the back to the inn, Zhu Liancheng stopped trailing, turned away from the Xuan Feast City, and returned to the Xuanyin Zong resident.

"Master, I saw in the Xuan Feast City that a young man spent a hundred Lingshi and bought a suspected broken law."

After Zhu Liancheng returned to Xuan Yinzong, he found his master, Xuan Yinzong two elders, Li Pingzhi.

"Faculty of the law?"

Li Pingzhi is an old man wearing a loose black robe. His face is wrinkled, and his body is invisible with a vicissitudes of life. The apparent age is not small.

However, after hearing Zhu Liancheng’s words, his gaze was bright again. “Are you sure that it is a magical instrument?”

"Don't be sure."

Zhu Liancheng shook his head. "However, the one who sold the broken sword was a martial artist in the early Yuan Dynasty. And the one who bought the broken sword was a Yuandan martial artist."

"And... that Yuandan martial arts monk, the age seems to be at most twenty years old. His appearance should not be in line with his true age, it should be well-maintained, it will look so young."