Chapter 244

Looking at the three people leaving, Wu Feng didn't stop. His figure flashed and flew straight along the forest. Before long, he saw a towering city standing far away, with towering walls, like a collapsed mountain and a tiger on the edge of the forest.

Wu Feng's eyes flashed, changed the cheek bones, and soon became a burly man. Then he took off his robe and summoned a fireball to burn it all.

He released his mind and scanned his whole body, including every hair. Suddenly, he saw a light cyan smell from a hair under his neck.

Wu Feng's mind moved, quickly picked out the light cyan breath, and a pinch of his palm was directly destroyed.

After doing this, Wu Feng changed a brown robe. The color of the robe matched well with the burly appearance. At first glance, he was just a rough and crazy man.

……

Ten thousand miles away.

A green light and a red light roared and flashed through the air, shuttling the clouds into a white line. Suddenly, the green light paused and revealed the figure inside. It was the Royal elder.

His face became a little ugly and said, "damn little rabbit, I found the spiritual mark!"

The red figure stopped. It was another royal elder. He was surprised and said, "no, your means are so secret. How can he know? And your spiritual mark needs at least the divine consciousness of the later stage of the earth fairy to be detected. Is his divine consciousness so strong?"

"He understands three ways and has a great temper on divine knowledge. He should have the divine knowledge in the later stage of the earth fairy. If the little rabbit falls into my hands one day, he will be frustrated!" the Royal elder clenched his teeth. He originally planned to ask the immortal master to do it as soon as he returned to the palace. He could even see Wu Feng's stunned expression at that time.

However, the dream was broken, and his heart was itching with hatred.

"What now?"

"Go back to the Palace first. He must have changed his appearance and breath. At that time, please ask the immortal strong man to rely on the Dharma body to see if he can figure out his position. If not, we will spread the news of the tree of life and let the people in the fairy world kill him!"

"That's the only way. Anyway, this son must be eliminated, otherwise it's too bad for our East Tang Dynasty."

……

When Wu Feng entered the city, he grabbed a young man and said, "what's the name of this city?"

The young man was very impatient and was about to get angry, but when he saw Wu Feng's rough and crazy appearance, he still endured it and hummed, "it's called Dongfeng city."

Wu Feng nodded and released him. According to his memory, Dongfeng city should be a small town in the north of the eastern Tang Dynasty, close to the border, and a little further past, it is the Merlin Dynasty.

Wu Feng went directly to the magic weapon store in the city. When a fat middle-aged man behind the counter saw him, he immediately greeted him with a smile and said, "young master, come here to see the magic weapon. Do you want a magic weapon or a spirit weapon?"

Wu Feng frowned and said, "do you have any treasure?"

The fat middle-aged man brightened his eyes and said happily, "yes, childe, please follow me to the third floor." he took the lead in walking.

Wu Feng followed and looked around. There are many magic weapons here.

The fat middle-aged man led the way in front and secretly admired his vision. When Wu Feng entered the store, he felt that Wu Feng was not an ordinary ghost immortal friar. Although he only had the strength to attract Qi and could not see Wu Feng's accomplishments, he had seen many strong people, and Wu Feng had a temperament, which was rarely possessed by strong people.

——Deep, confident and indifferent.

On the third floor, there is a crystal counter with more than a dozen kinds of treasures, all of which are palm size and very exquisite. There are different kinds, such as throwing knives, flying swords, round shields, pagodas, whips

On this counter, there are three defensive three-level treasure arrays. Even the immortal and strong need a incense stick to crack it.

"What type do you like?" the fat boss smiled.

Wu Feng glanced, frowned and said, "is there a 'Dao sword'?"

"Dao Jian?" the fat boss was stunned. "Are you talking about the top-level alternative treasure? The grade according to the strength of the Tao understood by the caster?"

"Good."

The fat boss looked at Wu Feng strangely, but didn't say anything. Even if he is a strong immortal, he needs to be treated carefully, "there are Dao Jian, please wait a moment."

Dao sword is a very special treasure.

General treasure ware is divided into inferior, middle, top and top grade. These are all destined to die when casting. However, the Dao sword is judged according to the master's Dao state. It falls into the hands of a person with poor Dao state. This Dao sword is the lowest treasure ware.

If it falls into the hands of people with strong Taoist environment, it is a unique treasure!

A strong immortal can almost exert the power of the Dao sword to the top power, even semi artifact!

The price of Dao Jian is usually calculated according to the best treasure, so few people buy it. Only those who are very confident in themselves will use Dao Jian.

Most of the earth immortals understand that the Tao is at most a small Chengjing. It's good to play the power of the Dao sword into a middle-grade treasure. No fool will buy a middle-grade treasure at the price of a top-grade treasure.

It is said that this sword was made by a ghost forging master. Because the materials poured into forging Dao Jian were too expensive, the price had to be set high. As a result, Dao Jian was basically ignored and few people forged it again.

The fat boss happens to have a handful of inventory in his hand. He has kept it for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, he will sell it.

Looking at the flying sword brought by the fat boss, Wu Feng's eyes brightened slightly. The flying sword is two fingers wide and six inches long. The dark body of the sword is engraved with strange array patterns on the surface, containing a trace of rhyme that ordinary treasures do not have!

Wu Feng took it up and touched it. The Dao sword was very light, just like the air.

"How many spirit stones?" Wu Feng didn't lift his head.

"20 million." the fat boss said simply and honestly, "the price is the lowest in terms of the best treasure."

Wu Feng smiled and said, "fifteen million spirit stones. If you want to sell them, I'll buy them. It's ok if you don't sell them." then he put the Dao sword directly back into the fat boss's hand without any nostalgia.

The fat boss was stunned for a moment, wondering: "this..."

Wu Feng turned directly and left.

"Hey, wait." the fat boss looked at Wu Feng's decision. Although he knew that most of them had exercises, he still said bitterly, "well, fifteen is fifteen."

Wu Feng patted the storage ring, picked up 15 million spirit stones from inside, put them in a low-level storage bag, threw them to the fat boss, grabbed the Dao sword in his hand and left directly.

The fat boss quickly opened the storage bag, swept his divine knowledge, and ordered the spirit stone. He was relieved. At the same time, he smiled. Although he sold 15 million spirit stones, he still made 5 million!