Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Wuxia -> Immortal Ni

Chapter 64 Sacrifice and Refining the Flying Sword

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Xian Ni" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!

    Zhang Hu stuffed all the sweet potatoes in his mouth, swallowed it and said: "Tengjia City is a larger cultivator family in the north. It is said that there are masters at the Nascent Soul stage. If cultivators want to enter the city, they need to turn in a low-grade spiritual stone.  , if you want to live there, you need to pay one medium-grade spiritual stone every month. I have secretly collected some spiritual stones over the years, which should be enough to stay here for half a year."

    Wang Lin touched his chin and said, "Zhang Hu, is there a trade fair in Tengjia City?"

    Zhang Hu nodded and said: "Yes, there is a large-scale trade fair every month, and people from nearby cultivators will come there. Do you want to exchange something?"

    Wang Lin nodded and said with a smile: "Why, you're not welcome to let me go with you? I don't have many spiritual stones, so it's up to you."

    Tengjiacheng is a prestigious cultivator family in the north of Zhao State. The founder of the family, Teng Xingsen, successfully gave birth to a baby within the past 500 years, so he has not participated in the extraterritorial wars of cultivating countries above the fourth level.

    At the same time, he is also a guest of Wufeng Valley, with a high status and aloof status.

    It is precisely because of such an ancestor in Tengjia City that no one wants to provoke him even if he is not a big sect.

    The trade fair in Tengjia City provides a platform for many cultivators. On the first few days of each month, Tengjia City will be bustling with activity.

    With more people, there will naturally be some friction. Even people who have long-cherished wishes will inevitably fight each other when they meet. In view of this, the founder of the Teng family, Teng Xingsen, issued a ban on fighting in Tengjia City.

    Anyone inside the city is strictly prohibited from fighting.

    As soon as this order came out, the entire Tengjia City was in a state of silence. In addition, after Teng Xingsen made several attempts to kill two masters at the core formation stage, everyone who came to Tengjia City strictly abided by this no-fighting order.

    On this day, two rainbows flew in the sky and stopped outside Tengjia City. One of them said: "Wang Lin, flying and fighting are prohibited in Tengjia City, so we can stay here."

    These two people are Wang Lin and Zhang Hu.

    Wang Lin glanced around and looked at the Tengjia City in front of him. This Tengjia City was actually not big, far from the size of a city. It was almost a town.

    There were two smiling Teng family disciples standing at the gate outside the city, responsible for receiving passers-by and issuing pass cards.

    With a glimpse of his spiritual consciousness, Wang Lin immediately saw that there was no secret in their cultivation. They were both at the third level of the Qi Condensation Stage, the same as Zhang Hu.

    Looking at the long queue entering the city, Wang Lin was not in a hurry. He stood at the end with Zhang Hu. In his spare time, he peered with his spiritual consciousness. Everyone in front of him was at different levels of Qi Condensation Stage. The highest one was only  Thirteenth floor.

    After waiting for a long time, it was Wang Lin's turn to enter the city. At this moment, a figure suddenly flew quickly from the sky in the distance, exuding a powerful aura. Wang Lin's consciousness swept away, and he was immediately shocked.  , this man looks young, with a gloomy face, about thirty years old, but he has already reached the foundation building stage.

    This man arrived at the city gate in an instant. With a sweep of his sleeves, a strange wind suddenly appeared. Most of the people were blown by the strange wind and involuntarily scattered around. Some people with low cultivation were even blown away.  fell to the ground and rolled.

    The same goes for Zhang Hu. If Wang Lin hadn't caught him, Dingren would have been pushed far away.

    Wang Lin was also blown back a few steps. His expression was as usual and he looked at the other party coldly.

    The man snorted softly, stepped toward the city gate, and threw out a waist tag. The two Teng family disciples immediately looked extremely respectful, and one of them even personally accompanied him as he walked into the city.

    "What kind of cultivation level is this man? How come he is so powerful when he flicks his sleeves?" Zhang Hu asked with envy in his eyes.

    "The foundation building period." Wang Lin said lightly.

    At this time, it was their turn to enter. Zhang Hu quickly stepped forward to pay two low-grade spiritual stones, and walked into the city gate with Wang Lin.

    Zhang Hu had obviously been here many times, and he took Wang Lin to an inn in the city with ease. After paying two middle-grade spiritual stones, he booked two rooms.

    "There are not many spiritual stones left. I hope that the 500-year-old ginseng can be sold at a good price this time, and we will get half of it each." Zhang Hu smiled at Wang Lin.

    The two chatted for a few more words and then went back to their rooms.

    Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the room and took out the flying sword and scabbard obtained from Master Zhang Hu. After looking at it for a long time, his eyes flashed, he threw the flying sword away, made a seal with his right hand, and a golden light rushed out from the flying sword.  , dissipated, and the flying sword suddenly seemed to have regained its vitality. It immediately buzzed and rushed out of the room as if it was spiritual.

    As soon as it rushed forward, the flying sword seemed to hit an invisible wall. It quickly turned back and rushed in another direction. After being blocked by the invisible wall several times in a row, the flying sword buzzed loudly.??, the tip of the sword swung fiercely and stabbed at Wang Lin.

    Wang Lin's expression was as usual, he patted the storage bag calmly, and after offering the life-saving jade talisman, he made a seal with both hands, and the jade talisman suddenly flashed, emitting a golden light. The flying sword seemed to be extremely afraid of this golden light, and quickly retreated.

    Wang Lin called with his right hand, and the golden light stopped pursuing him and began to wander around Wang Lin's body.  Looking at the flying sword again, he didn't dare to step forward and turned around to hit the surroundings with increasing frequency.

    Wang Lin didn¡¯t even blink. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of spiritual power, quickly wrapping the flying sword. The flying sword flashed suddenly, disappeared immediately, and appeared at the door, about to rush out.

    At this time, its color quickly changed from black to blue, the light was slightly dim, and even the buzzing sound was much weaker.

    Without saying a word, Wang Lin pointed his right hand, and the golden light lingering outside his body immediately rushed out and caught up with Feijian in an instant.

    The flying sword buzzed loudly, and slowly retreated under the intimidation of the golden light. But it quickly flashed again and disappeared from the place. When it appeared, it was already at the window.

    The color also instantly changed from blue to green, exactly the same as when Wang Lin fought with Bai Zhan a few days ago before he entered the scabbard.

    Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he seemed to realize that the teleportation of the flying sword was obviously related to the color. Without the control of the master's spiritual power, each teleport would consume a lot.

    "The more spiritual a magic weapon is, the more difficult it is to sacrifice. Even if it kills its owner, it will take a lot of effort to sacrifice it into one's own thing." Situ Nan's voice sounded slowly.

    Wang Lin squinted his eyes. This flying sword was spiritual and had the ability to teleport. He knew this before.  The more this happened, the stronger his desire to sacrifice this treasure became.

    Seeing that the flying sword was about to fly out of the window, Wang Lin without saying a word pointed his right hand at the jade talisman above his head, and immediately another golden light shot out. The two golden lights came one after the other, quickly blocking the flying sword, allowing the flying sword to teleport again.  Once, I also disappeared and couldn't get rid of the golden light.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report