Chapter 72: The Sword Enlightenment (Congratulations to the Leader of Elvin 2016)


    After staying in the world of immortal cultivation for so long, Fang Xing still knows some basic common sense.


    The preciousness of magic tools lies in the materials and the formation ban.


    Even the latter is sometimes more important than the former.


    The internal formation of this "Qinghong Sword" was completely destroyed and the sword light was defiled... For immortal cultivators, it was basically useless.


    But for him, the material of this flying sword itself is still second-level, and it is strong enough... that''s fine!


    He snapped his sword with his finger.


    The Qinghong Sword suddenly let out a sword sound, and there was a hint of purple and black in the green sword light like jade.


    ‘This sword is indeed completely useless. It cannot input mana and spiritual sense to control it. It can only be used as a fire stick in my hand... But for me, it is just right. ’


    "I don''t know how much this sword costs?"


    "Fellow Taoist gives you some materials and two thousand low-grade spirit stones will be completed." The monk surnamed Long said with a smile.


    This kind of waste sword cannot collect much material even if it is back in the furnace. It is still very troublesome. It is good to be able to deal with two thousand spirit stones, not to mention... it can also sell this famous murderer as a favor.


    “Thank you.”


    Fang Xing took out seven medium-grade spirit stones, plus the spirit stones that he had sold magic weapons before, and took down the second-level spirit sword, knowing that the other party should give him a discount.


    ''But think about it, Huo Lianfang, Qingdanfang and Qingxuan Sect have a close relationship, representing the original order of the market... If the evil forces like the World Gang want to develop, they must seize their interests. It is definitely impossible to see that the two sides will not say that the power is like water and fire. ’


    ‘I destroyed the World Gang, maybe I did it to help them a big favor…’


    …


    Inside the cave.


    Fang Xing drew out the Qinghong Sword.


    Cock!


    In an instant, the room was filled with green light and the sword energy soared into the sky!


    He swung casually, and a blue light passed by from above the sword blade, and the cut of gold and jade was as easy as it was.


    "Good sword... This sword is so sharp that it is probably enough to cut through the defense of the second-level monster, right?"


    A hint of joy appeared on Fang Xing''s face.


    Generally speaking, the second-level spiritual equipment is tough in material, and it is difficult for ordinary foundation-building cultivators and second-level monsters to destroy.


    Of course, it is hard to say if you encounter a second-level top-grade monster or a tough character in the foundation-building period.


    If it is directly bombarded by a third-level monster, the second-level spiritual weapon will naturally be destroyed directly, and there is nothing to say.


    Fang Xing should be glad that the third-level monster was attacked with poisonous fog, and the main attack was Zhendan. The foundation-building cultivator was attacked by the aftermath and turned into a pool of pus and blood, but the Qinghong Sword was still generally retained.


    Although, it has been abandoned...


    "But it''s better than just slashing the body of the third-level monster and breaking it..."


    Fang Xing drew another sword, it was the ink pattern!


    He had ink patterns in his left hand and green rainbow in his right hand. A hint of eagerness appeared on his face. He suddenly used force and slashed hard.


    Ping-pong!


    The sword blades of the two swords intersected, and the void generated electricity, making a crisp sound, piercing the eardrums.


    Fang Xing calmed down and looked at Qinghong Sword, and saw that the sword blade was as usual.


    And there is an additional gap the size of a rice grain on the blade of the ink-patterned sword.


    "I haven''t used much force yet, it''s completely because the sword itself is sharp... The blood-refining magic weapon is only equivalent to a low-grade magic weapon..."


    After a little trial, Fang Xing knew that the Mo Wen Jian was indeed a little trash.


    He immediately threw his left hand and the ink-patterned sword flew high.


    Then, the Qinghong Sword turned into a green light and slashed **** the ink-patterned Sword.


    Swish!


    The ink-patterned sword cried out with a woe, and the connection between the hilt and the sword body was directly cut off.


    From the two sword bodies, an iron piece the size of a thumb flew out.


    "Brother Dog, here''s the token of..."


    Fang Xing couldn''t help but lit up when he saw this.


    Since he learned that the secret is hidden in the Mowen Sword, he has planned to take it out one day.


    The original plan was to go to Chiyingxing to find a metal cutting machine.


    But now it seems that the Qinghong Sword is enough to complete this task.


    Fang Xing stretched out his hand and the innate true energy turned into a thin line, which actually swept out about a foot, and took the black iron back.


    If this scene is seen by the innate warriors in this world, their eyes may be glaring out.


    The innate true qi actually has such a wonderful use?


    Fang Xing looked at the token in his hand and saw that the token was only the size of a thumb, and it was dark all over, as if it was cast by ordinary stubborn iron.


    But how could it be ordinary materials that can be unharmed during the Qinghong Sword slash just now?


    “Second-level or third-level spiritual material?”


    Fang Xing murmured, and his fingers touched the iron order, and he could feel a kind of warmth like jade.


    The whole body of this iron is covered with various cloud patterns. The front is an ancient seal script - the word "Ling" and the back is engraved with the word "Wanfa".


    "It seems that the rumors are correct. That secret realm is really related to the ''Master of All Fa'' who has perfected the elixir. Could this part in my hand be the core token of the formation? Or other pass certificates?"


    He was influenced by his eyes and knew a lot about the world of immortal cultivation.


    For example, in some important caves or formation restrictions, there will be one or two core tokens, as well as more pass tokens for use by the owner, apprentice and children.


    The key to opening the door!


    "So, don''t look at the battle in the secret realm, maybe they are just on the periphery and don''t even enter the real gate?"


    "Or, it hasn''t touched the core yet?"


    Even so, Fang Xing had no idea of ??going out for adventure.


    The first is that even the real person Jiedan has fallen into trouble, so he, little Karami, doesn’t have to humiliate himself.


    The second is…


    Fang Xing has always had a clear goal, that is, to use resources from another world as much as possible to build up his own martial arts.


    Therefore, for him, the most important thing now is the follow-up of "Whale Elephant Ointment".


    Apart from that, everything is false!


    …


    A few days later.


    Around Qinglinfang City.


    An ordinary shed with birds on the roof and lizards and beetles climbing by.


    Fang Xing had already known the situation and walked into it with great strides.


    Xiao Rui was guarding the door. When she saw that it was Fang Xing, she immediately showed a hint of relaxation on her face: "Please come in with a distinguished guest!"


    When Fang Xing entered it, she immediately closed the door and pasted two "House Protection Talisman" and "Breath-Snack Talisman".


    "Are you the owner of Qingdanfang?"


    Fang Xing looked into the middle of the house and saw a woman in green with a jade belt around her waist and a hat on her head, unable to see her face clearly.


    "It''s... I am Su Ye, I have seen a distinguished guest, but I don''t know what the distinguished guest is called?"


    Su Ye opened his mouth softly, his voice like a clear spring flowing water.


    "Some family''s Fang Yun!"


    Fang Xing did not hesitate to apply for his pseudonym.


    "Fellow Daoist Fang... Fellow Daoist killed Luo Hong of the World Gang a few days ago, which was really satisfying. The little girl admired..."


    Su Ye complimented.


    "Let''s talk less, do you have clues about the replacement of ''Whale Elephant Ointment''?" Fang Xing spoke.


    "So that kind of ointment is called whale elephant ointment? The medicinal properties are so domineering. I don''t know what kind of monster this ''whale elephant'' is, and maybe it has some of the bloodlines of the third-level or even fourth-level monster..."


    Su Ye murmured, threw his bare hands, and a black jade bottle slowly floated under a blue light, and came to Fang Xing: "This bottle of ''boiled blood'', please give it a taste!"


    "Boiling blood?"


    Fang Xing secretly contacted the drone outside, but found no ambush, and held his breath secretly, so he opened the Mo Yu Bottle.


    In fact, with his current body, ordinary toxins cannot poison him at all, and he also has a meticulous physical control, which is enough to realize that something is wrong as soon as the toxin enters the body, and then make various reactions to excrete the toxins.


    However, there are too many methods in the world of immortal cultivation, so there is nothing wrong with being careful.


    After unplugging the bottle, I saw a ball of liquid as red as blood.


    Fang Xing slightly opened his nose and smelled a strong smell of blood.


    ‘Well, it’s not poisonous, but makes my qi and blood slightly lively... Just smelling it will have such an effect. It seems that there is a way to go! ’


    He moved his heart, and a silver needle appeared in his hand, slowly picking out a drop of sticky "boiling blood" and applying it to the back of his hand.


    Sour, numb, spicy...


    Various feelings emerged from the back of his hand, and then turned into a hot stream, making his membrane seem to be strengthened a little.


    "How about this thing?" Su Ye asked with a chuckling.


    "It should have 40% or 50% effect of ''Whale Elephant Ointment''... I don''t know what the price is? I''m going to buy in large quantities."


    Fang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and made a decision.


    "This thing is rare, and it is made of the flesh and blood of the second-level monster as the main material, and added 7749 kinds of spiritual medicines..."


    Su Ye replied slowly: "So a bottle of spiritual stones is sold for 200 yuan. Our store suffered a disaster before, and the warehouse where the medicinal materials were stored was also destroyed. Now there are only two bottles left..."


    "Only two bottles?"


    Fang Xing frowned. Although this amount was more than what Xia Long gave, it was not enough to push his dragon and elephant skills to the next level: "I remember... the custodial foundation building in the market had killed a second-level monster before... there should be a lot of flesh and blood left."


    "Fellow Taoist does not know that this ''boiling blood'' refining requires refining the flesh and blood of the second-level monster. It is as big as a hill, but in the end it is only a little bit bigger than a fist... When the market was in trouble, many monsters were attracted by the flesh and blood of the second-level monsters and attacked the pharmacy and warehouse in the shop..." Su Ye replied with a wry smile.


    Fang Xing immediately understood.


    Even if there are storage bags, there are probably not many in Qingdanfang.


    What''s more, the capacity of low-quality storage bags is mostly about two or three cubic meters. How many monsters can they hold?


    It is normal to be attacked before the flesh and blood are refined into pills.


    But Fang Xing still doesn’t believe it!


    According to merchants'' convention, when encountering popular goods, they must control the increase in volume and raise the price when they are reluctant to sell.


    He looked at Su Ye and couldn''t help but bring some inexplicable meaning: "Fellow Daoist Su thinks, how can he obtain a large amount of ''boiling blood''?"


    "I''m afraid there is no other way except killing a second-level monster and obtaining a large amount of flesh and blood as raw materials."


    Su Ye shook his head and replied.


    "Second-level monster?"


    Fang Xing looked solemn.


    The golden-feathered vulture strange bird I saw that day came to my heart again.


    If it is such a second-level top-grade monster, he will definitely run as far as possible, but if it is an ordinary second-level bottom-grade monster, he is besieged by many qi-cultivating cultivators, and cooperates with the formation, it is still possible to win it.


    "Since that''s the case, I''ll buy these two bottles."


    In the end, Fang Xing made a decision to take out four medium-grade spirit stones.


    ‘It’s so dangerous, I might as well go back to the Eagle Star to find a way to buy the ‘Whale Elephant Ointment’! Even if it''s hundreds of thousands per box, it''s safe at least...''


    (This chapter ends)