Even though Lin Wei is so well-educated, she really wants to slap Chen Feng in the face when she is not in a bad mood.

He snorted secretly, took out a pocket from his waist, and pointed it carefully, his brows slightly frowned, and a trace of pretty red appeared unconsciously. "Junior Sister Yun'er, I bought this bundle of small cloud pre-talk, but the spirit seeds are not enough. I'll take me to the Zihong Courtyard later, okay?"

Seeing Lin Wei say this, the crying sound on the girl named Yoona's face eased a little, and her voice became sweet as if she had eaten honey. "Senior Sister, do you really want it?"

Lin Wei stepped forward and fiddled with the butterfly hairpin on Yoon'er's forehead. A thin stream of spiritual power flowed out from her fingers and injected into it. "With this spiritual power, the ban on the Zihong Courtyard will have no effect on you."

The girl quickly lowered her body, rolled up the small Yunyu Talisman scattered on the golden clouds and tied them into piles, then pulled out a red rope from her hair and tied it, holding it with both hands and sending it over, and by the way, she glared at Chen Feng fiercely.

Chen Feng smiled helplessly. This was not his own business, so he was blunt in such a way for no reason. Fortunately, Lin Wei solved such a big problem.

He looked down at the green bamboo piece of his palm, and floated towards Lin Wei by controlling the golden clouds, carefully taking out a piece of sheepskin from his chest.

The sheepskin is a bit old, with some residual sheep blood on the surface. Even at a cloudless sky, you can smell a scent of fishy smell, as if it had just been cut from a certain ewe.

But the calm Lin Wei stared at the sheepskin without blinking, as if it was something fatal.

"Sister Lin, I've been waiting for you for half an hour. I've written something on it. You can prepare it. You can save this sheepskin."

Lin Wei's slender jade fingers stretched out from the cuffs, and a layer of clear mist appeared. She quickly wrapped the bloody sheepskin, let out a slight breath, gently tugged it into the cuffs.

"San'er, see you in half an hour."

............

Chen Feng leaned against his treasure golden dou cloud, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and his palm flipped through the storage bag for a while to find a leaf as big as a banana. The corners of his mouth squirmed a few times, and the banana leaves instantly grew bigger. After a few efforts, they covered the entire golden dou cloud tightly like an umbrella.

The banana umbrella is an ordinary tool for the world of cultivation. It barely blocked the scorching sun, took out a yellow book and started reading it in the clouds.

He has to study.

There is no way. If you want to make a name for yourself, you have to learn if you want to have a good life. Now he has one idea to build the foundation as soon as possible. Only building the foundation can be considered as starting on the road of cultivation.

In this era, it is easy to practice, and almost every household needs to practice.

Practice techniques are everywhere, and they are extremely cheap, but because of the popularity of the techniques, the life pressure of living beings has become increasingly stressful.

Farming requires spiritual power, refining alchemy requires spiritual power, making talismans requires spiritual power, and even sleeping requires some spiritual power. From low-end coolies to high-end flying sword talisman refining, no matter which karma is inseparable from spiritual power.

Ordinary children should start learning words when they are five years old, and at the same time they start to nourish their bodies, unblock their meridians, and nourish their spiritual power.

After the age of eight, you need to enter the first level of Qi training, and at the age of thirteen, you must step into the third level of Qi training, and after adulthood, you must have the level of Qi training in the fifth level. If you don’t have this ability, you will be considered a waste.

There is no way, even a small sect that plants spiritual fields with the lowest standards must be practiced for the fifth level of Qi.

This is a watershed. With the level of the fifth level of Qi training, you can ensure that you are a normal creature in this world and can support yourself with a handful of spiritual power.

A small person like Chen Feng who is practicing the sixth level of Qi is caught in the world of cultivation.

well!

"Cultivating Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul..." Chen Feng murmured for a long time, and sighed every time he said a state of mind. There is no shortage of magic tricks, but it is difficult to start from the fifth level of Qi training. Or you can live peacefully by practicing Qi throughout your life. If you want to make a breakthrough in your practice, you need to be self-reliant.

The four words "self-reliance" are simple, but it is very troublesome to do it. In the three years he worked hard, he could only barely reach the peak of the sixth level of Qi training.

Even his level is considered a little genius. Just like him, he either planted spiritual grass and spiritual valleys in the fields or became an apprentice at a spiritual beast farm.

The Nascent Soul is the only highest level that Chen Feng knows, or it is read in a miscellaneous magazine. It is said that the Supreme Elders of the Three Major Sects at the core of the Hundred Thousand Mountains are in this realm.

As the name suggests, there are 100,000 mountains and rivers, which is probably more than 100,000. Now Chen Feng’s Yunjian Pavilion and Heilongtan occupy the weakest Wulong Mountain. It is like a small sect, which is not right. It should be called a small workshop, and it is everywhere.

Hemp mining, spiritual planting, mining, breeding, cloud weaving, alchemy, and everything in all walks of life. As long as you can make a living, there will be dozens of people gathering together to form a sect.

Chen Feng stepped on the pretty solid golden douyun and looked into the distance for a while. Seeing that there was no one, he muttered, "Can you still look at it for a while."

Jin Douyun is his treasure, or to be precise, the only property that belongs to him. This was spent 1,000 yuan to be refined by the head of Yunjian Pavilion. It can be suspended from a height of 500 meters to 1,000 meters. This is also the basis for him to do business in Yunjian Pavilion, Heilongtan and Tiger Mountain.

But the disadvantage is that it consumes too much spirit seeds. It takes ten spirit seeds in half an hour, and hundreds of dollars a day.

Now I can only hope that Lin Wei’s deal can be completed, as long as it can be completed, it will not only be able to consume Jin Douyun in one month, but also help me solve the food for the sixth to seventh floors of Qi training.

Prices are soaring now. If you want to maintain your current practice, Chen Feng has to ask for at least three spirit-gathering pills every day, and one spirit-gathering pill will be more than one hundred spirit seeds.

Besides, after breaking through the seventh level, his pills will need to be replaced.

Half an hour was not long, and when Chen Feng was interested in the Yunlei Bamboo Sword, there was a sound of wings.

Looking up, I saw a purple-red paper crane flapping its wings violently and flew towards his golden clouds. Under the sunlight, a red edge faintly shone on the purple-red paper crane, as if flames were burning.

"Good thing!"

Ziyun Feihe, using the cloud bamboo paper and morning clouds of Ziyun Mountain as raw materials, was refined three times and carefully produced by the weapon refiner for three days. Then the rune master built the purple cloud talisman and then poured it with cooled magma water. Finally, the formation master added the spirit gathering array and protective magic array.

Looking at Ziyun Feihe's neat protective formation runes, he couldn't help but look down at his dim golden dou cloud. Apart from a few simple hanging air and cloud gathering runes, there was nothing fart.

This purple cloud flying crane started with 30,000 spirit seeds in Yunshan Square. If there is a special defensive magic array, it would be more than 50,000.

At this moment, Chen Feng could only sigh. Lin Wei could have such a show in Yunjian Pavilion. Adjust his mentality and the business began.

"Sister Lin, are the things ready?"

Lin Wei didn't answer, and glanced around and saw that there was no one around, then nodded slightly, "Come on Feihe."

Chen Feng had long wanted to enjoy this kind of good object. He jumped straight on it and pulled it casually, and the golden clouds were pulled directly into the cuffs like silk thread.

Then he looked at Ziyun Feihe, with runes filled with densely packed with runes. He couldn't help but breathe and shouted in his heart, "Good!"

I didn't know if I didn't come in. As soon as I landed on Feihe, I felt that my spiritual power was squeezed into my body desperately, as if I had to force myself to absorb it. This was the effect of the second-grade spiritual gathering array.

Only the second-grade formation pattern master can refine the second-grade spirit gathering formation. The price of such existence starts at least ten thousand spirit seeds.

After a glance from side to side, the defense is the top thick soil magic array in the Qi training period, and the thick soil runes are mixed with many green runes.

Liu Formation Formation, this is a real attack formation.

The attack formation can completely transform the spiritual power in the cultivator's body into a real attack. With the magic array in front of him and Lin Wei's peak strength in Qi training, he probably can kill him with a breath.

Eighty thousand!

Chen Feng gave this Feihe an estimate in his heart, and sighed in his heart, "What a rich man!"

Just after thinking about it, he put it on the business, looked at Lin Wei on the side, and reminded, "Sister Lin, the things I asked you to prepare should not be a little careless."

"Don't worry, San'er, which mountain is it?" Lin Wei said very urgently.

Chen Feng didn't know it at the first time. He looked around first, then lowered his voice and said, "Sister, go forward first."

Lin Wei frowned slightly. She didn't like to listen to others' wisdom, but she still nodded.

"straight!"

"Walk forward five hundred meters!"

"Sister Lin, control the speed of Ziyunhe!"

"Fly lower."

A pool appeared in his sight, and Chen Feng stopped. There was a faint cold air in the pool. From time to time, some monks could be seen refining the cold air in the pool water.

"San'er, here?" Looking at the weeds all over the ground, I wondered. This place was no other place, but it was the good neighbor of Yunjian Pavilion, Heilongtan.

Heilongtan is said to be a sect, but it is better to say that a hundred people gathered together to refine the cold air in the pond water to make a living.

They all make a living in the same mountain, and their situations are naturally clear.

Looking at the figure that was being refined with great effort at the pond, Chen Feng laughed directly, and rolled up and jumped off the paper crane.

My eyes began to scatter in the grass, from green to yellow, from yellow to green, and not let go of it at all.

His nose kept twitching like a hunting dog, and he no longer had the posture of a businessman. Suddenly, Chen Feng, who was moving forward, stopped suddenly, grabbed the straw full of thorns, pulled it hard, and quickly stretched out his other hand to take the soil falling from the grass roots. He looked at the color of the soil carefully, and a smile suddenly appeared on his calm face.

"Sister Lin, we're here!"

My hand suddenly penetrated into the soil and started to pluck it up. The originally hard soil seemed to have been loosened.

Lin Wei followed behind her, and whenever the soil approached, she used her spiritual power to shake it away. After walking like this for half an hour, with a rumbling sound, the two of them suddenly thought of falling from the ground.

Chen Feng had expected that before it landed, he had already sacrificed the Golden Douyun, quickly took out a moon stone from his pocket and stuffed it into his next pocket.

Stone carvings, statues, stairs, this is a stone chamber.

In the most conspicuous place is a scarlet altar, with a stone chair in the middle, and five sides of tokens are placed in front of the stone chair.

"Here, Sister Lin!"

The moment he looked at the token, Lin Wei's blood-red eyes suddenly seemed to be about to emerge. He couldn't help laughing when he looked at Chen Feng. Ziyun Feihe quickly shrank, turning into a palm, and putting his chest into his chest.

Then he took out a bulging storage bag and threw it out, landing right in front of the altar, "Let's start."

Chen Feng glanced at his plump and straight chest. He had to say that this woman was developing perfectly, and she was definitely not because of stuffing something.

When Chen Feng stared at him like this, even Lin Wei's face was rosy, as if she had drunk red wine.

Looking at the little daughter's shy attitude, Chen Feng actually stared at her.

Bang!

A spiritual palm slapped directly on the face, "Don't you start yet?"

The scorching pain made Chen Feng come to his senses instantly. What happened to him just now? Could it be that puberty has arrived? I was secretly annoyed in my heart, how could there be such a mistake? Now I am doing business,

He smiled and said, "Yes, Sister Lin, but I have to get my reward first. Ten thousand spirit seeds, no one can be missing. This is what we agreed on."

Lin Wei threw a gray pocket directly in front of the altar. Chen Feng opened his pocket and saw that it was a small stone like rice grains.

It is the common currency of the world of cultivation, spiritual seeds.

He bent down and picked up the bulging storage bag, took it out casually, and the bloody sheepskin appeared directly on his hand.

He started to draw things one by one in front of the sheepskin, scarlet blood, sheep-headed human statues, and there were no less than seventy or eighty pieces in the forest.

These things seemed to have been marked. Chen Feng picked them up and inserted them into the altar. Finally, he saw him picking up the sheep-headed figure and inserting them into the only gap.

Buzz!

The entire altar suddenly shook, and a trace of blood spurted out from the sheep's mouth. Seeing this scene, Chen Feng lifted the blood that was extremely fishy and poured it directly on the sheep's head.

"Sister, three virgins."

Lin Wei hurriedly took her waist pocket, shook her lightly, and three pretty figures in a coma were thrown directly to the ground.

One person has a green lotus robe, the other person has a pink dress, the last one is dressed simply, with a slightly fat face and a rosy cheek. It's neither someone else, but Yoona who was still pestering her an hour ago.
Chapter completed!