Chapter 115

After staying in the busy crowd for a while, Wu Feng came to a tool refining shop along the street. He saw a wide range of magic tools hanging inside, with countless styles.

"Young master, what would you like?" a beautiful woman behind the counter said softly.

Wu Feng said, "do you have a storage ring?"

The beautiful woman shopkeeper smiled and said, "naturally, do you want a magic weapon level storage ring or a magic weapon level ring?"

Wu Feng moved in his heart and said, "it's a magic weapon."

"At the magic level, if the storage ring is destroyed, everything inside will be lost in the space crack." the beautiful woman blinked and kindly prompted.

Wu Feng smiled and said, "that's it."

Seeing this, the beautiful woman had to nod her head and say, "what kind of space do you want for inferior magic tools, built-in one Zhang space, medium magic tools, built-in three Zhang space, and superior magic tools, built-in ten Zhang space?"

"Medium." Wu Feng didn't think about cableway.

The beautiful woman nodded gently and said, "the medium magic ware storage ring sells for a thousand spirit stones. What style do you want?" then she took out a jade box from behind the counter and opened it. There are a large number of storage rings, some green and exquisite, and some pure silver like snow.

Wu Feng picked a dark silver one at random, "just this one." then he took out ten second grade spirit stones and handed them to her.

The beautiful woman said with a smile, "do you need anything else?"

Wu Feng shook his head slightly. After putting the magic tool storage ring on his middle finger, he immediately branded it with a divine idea. He immediately felt that there was a small breakthrough in the ring. When the divine idea extended inside, he could see a space of about three feet.

Wu Feng's mind moved. His flying knife and spirit stone suddenly disappeared and appeared in the three Zhang space in the storage ring.

After buying the storage ring, Wu Feng didn't stop, left the refining shop directly, and then walked along the busy urban area and strolled around at will.

"In this Luoxian City, even if you are followed by someone with a heart, you should not dare to rob." after wandering around, Wu Feng bought some refining materials for Huitian pill from several medicine shops. Then he came to Baoding Pavilion, rented a purple Golden Tripod stove and refined it directly.

This elixir contains rich spiritual power and can speed up his cultivation.

One day later.

Wu Feng just came out of Baoding Pavilion. At the moment, he has changed into the red robe and Taoist clothes of Huayang sect, and adjusted his bones to restore his original appearance.

"If you can't get rid of the tracking of people with a heart, how much can you frighten them with this Taoist suit." Wu Feng's eyes twinkled. After coming to the city gate along the street, he drove directly with his flying sword.

As soon as you leave Los Angeles, you are completely isolated from security. Wu Feng looked as usual, but he was a little nervous. He inadvertently put a Huitian pill in his mouth and drove away with the Silver Rainbow flying sword.

Half a day later, the mountains of Huayang sect shook in the eyes.

Wu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of bitterness appeared in the corners of his mouth. I don't know whether the order of the fairy world is too good, or whether he really threw off the stalker. Anyway, there are some risks this time, and it's better to be careful in the future.

Soon, he flew directly back to the East Gate peak, took off his sword, and quickly walked back to the back yam field.

"Childe!" Xiaolan stood by the medicine field and ran anxiously when she saw Wu Feng coming back.

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, and a bad feeling flashed in his heart. He said in a low voice, "the medicine field has been ruined?"

Xiaolan was surprised and said, "childe, how do you know..."

Whoosh!

Wu Feng's figure flashed around her and came to the medicine field. He glanced away and saw that there was a bleak aura in the eight Mu medicine field. Among them, some herbs in the two Mu medicine field failed to recover, as if they had withered and had no aura.

Wu Feng's eyes twinkled with Sen Han's light and said, "who did it?"

Xiao Lan said nervously, "I don't know. I was still watering Lingyu yesterday, but when I woke up, it was like this."

Wu Feng stared at her and said, "how long did you sleep?"

Xiao Lan turned pale and lowered her head.

Wu Feng sighed, patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "don't be sad. You're not a cultivator. Others just need to cast a little magic, and you can sleep for three days and three nights. It's not your fault."

Xiaolan trembled and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Wu Feng's eyes twinkled and said, "moreover, even if I don't say it, I should know who did it."

Xiaolan couldn't help saying, "who is it?"

Wu Feng smiled and said, "you don't know how wonderful this kind of thing is. When I go out this time, I brought you something. Do you like it?" he said, turning his palm, the light on the storage ring flashed, and two things appeared out of thin air, namely an emerald hairpin and a box of rouge.

Xiaolan's eyes were moist and sobbed: "childe, I don't take good care of you this time, you..."

Wu Feng handed the things to her and said, "step back first."

Xiaolan held something and hesitated for a moment. She still didn't dare to resist and left.

"Lao Zhang......" Wu Feng looked at the two acres of withered herbs and smiled cruelly, "if I didn't reach the fourth floor of Lingyu, would I leave the medicine field!"

He just pinched out the Dharma formula with his fingers and recited words in his mouth. The spiritual power in his body poured out madly along his palm. A moment later, a large rolling dark cloud gathered in the sky!

This dark cloud almost covers the whole East Gate peak. Both the front peak and the back mountain are shrouded in dark clouds at the moment.

"It's dark!"

"No, someone is practicing the magic formula. Look, the sky is still sunny in the distance!"

"No, who is so bold and dares to do it here?"

The servants on the mountain and the factotum disciples who keep spirit beasts look up at the sky with a look of surprise.

In the main hall of Qianfeng.

A young girl of Miaoman leaned on the master's chair with a large number of spiritual fruits beside her. She was holding a book in her hand and was watching with interest. Suddenly, the sky was dark and covered the light.

The girl looked up suspiciously, with a trace of surprise in her eyes: "such a large thunder cloud was called. Is it the divine thunder formula of the thunder system? Eh, no, there is a green wood gas in the thunder cloud..."

Her pupil suddenly shrunk and lost her voice: "is it the fourth layer of Lingyu formula?"

At the same time, in a manor in the back mountain.

Lao Zhang sat on the stone bench and tasted tea leisurely. Suddenly, the sky was dark and the rumbling dull thunder sounded.

He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, looked up and said in surprise: "is it the little girl who is performing her magic that can gather so many thunder clouds? It seems that she has made a lot of progress in cultivation and should soon break through the realm of ghosts and immortals... Eh, there is the smell of green wood in the thunder clouds, isn't it..."

His face suddenly changed and showed an ugly color. He immediately stood up and rushed out of the manor.