This is a gray space, the space is filled with gray mist, cold, empty, if a cultivator comes here, he should be able to quickly recognize it, this is dead qi, yin qi, also called ghost qi.

In this space, from time to time, there is a shadow-like body wandering aimlessly, this is the body of a ghost. If you can look closely, you can see that although the bodies of these ghosts seem to be wandering, they are sitting cross-legged one by one, sitting in the void, like a monk cultivating, if you count them carefully, I am afraid that there are dozens of them.

These ghost bodies sat silently, as if they had been sitting for thousands of years, and time could not leave a mark on them.

As the surrounding rich yin qi that seemed to be indissolvable was inhaled into the bodies of these ghosts, the majestic energy gradually diffused, and suddenly, one of the middle-aged ghost bodies sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of gray eyes suddenly became energetic, instantly forming a sharp contrast with the other ghosts around him.

The eyes of the surrounding ghosts also opened, and the entire space seemed to be vibrated by the power he carried, as if it was trembling.

After a while, the head of the ghost's body rose slightly, knelt down on one knee towards the gray mist of the void, and said in a deep voice: "Ling Xueming greets the Nine Shadows Ancestor and welcomes the Nine Shadows Ancestor's decree. ”

In the gray mist, a thick and old voice suddenly sounded: "Ling Xueming, there are two people in the northwest of the Apocalypse Plane who are disrespectful to me, and you send someone to kill them." ”

As the Nine Shadows Ancestor's words fell, the gray sky was filled with yin qi, and later, the images of Seinfeld and Jun Wanshuang appeared clearly in the air.

Ling Xue said in a deep voice: "I don't know what kind of cultivation these two are?"

"Spiritual realm. The Nine Shadows Ancestor shouted in a deep voice, and after saying these two words, the image in the air gradually dispersed, and the voice of the Ancestor also fell silent.

"Accept the decree and send it to the ancestor. Ling Xueying shouted to the sky, and after a while, his legs were straightened, and the whole person stood upright in the air, slowly turned his body, and shouted to the endless void: "Where is the blood of the Netherworld Ghost!"

In the void full of rich yin qi, a shadow-like body suddenly walked out, and a large man two meters high slowly condensed from the yin qi, knelt down on one knee in front of Ling Xueming and said, "Ghost will be bloody, meet your lord." ”

Ling Xueming flicked his hands, and a miserable white aura flew into Xuetian's body, and then said in a deep voice: "I have already put the influence of the two into your mind, go to the Apocalypse Plane and kill these two." ”

"Respect the law. Xuetian said respectfully.

"I give you a Dao Artifact Soul Banner, which is considered your reward for completing the task. As he spoke, a black qi shot out from Ling Xueming, followed by a black laugh shooting towards the blood sky.

"Thank you, sir. Xuetian caught the spirit flag, and his expression became more and more respectful.

Ling Xueming nodded silently, and after a while, his hands stretched out towards his chest, and then pushed them to the left and right, and the entire space in front of him was torn apart by Ling Xueming, and then said in a deep voice: "I have opened the passage for you, go, as a Xuan Realm, don't disappoint me." ”

"Yes. Xuetian bowed his head and replied respectfully, and then, his body turned into a mist, blowing into the plane passage like a black wind.

After Ling Xueming had done all this, his legs were lifted upward, and he regained his posture of sitting cross-legged, and once again became like dozens of cultivators around him, and his body became fluttering.

The yin wind blew, and there was a cold and silent aura again, as if nothing had happened just now, of course, for these cultivators, what happened just now was just an episode, not worth mentioning.

Seinfeld stood on the Fire Spirit Sword, his heart full of joy, the harvest of this month has been absolutely rich. Not to mention the large number of materials from Xue Zheming, the alchemy technique he learned from the Transfiguration Bead alone made Seinfeld full of excitement.

Just that broken sword sold a full 200,000 spirit stones, although Seinfeld understood that this thing was rare and expensive, and if there were more, it would not be worth much, but the so-called too much could not be much at all.

Presumably, there are many refiners who want to buy it, not to mention anything else, this refining method definitely attracts many refiners.

The refiners, who are all local tyrants, have a lot of money, and earn their money, Seinfeld has no psychological burden at all.

Moreover, Seinfeld faintly felt that if it weren't for Liuyun Pavilion's intervention this time, maybe the auction price would be even higher.

It seems that the next auction will be held, and the publicity activities will be made bigger, and after a few days, after the price of the 200,000 spirit stones of his cold iron flying sword spreads, he will sell another one, and the price is definitely worth looking forward to.

Of course, the key is to protect yourself, the next time you enter Lifeng City, you must not see people with your true face, in case you are targeted by a skilled refiner, and you will be arrested and forced to ask about the method of refining, it will really be a mistake to steal chickens and rice.

Of course, in the next transaction, you can't take out too much, at most take out two or three handfuls, let them compete for them, and hide aside to make a fortune.

It seems that it is quite wise not to exchange this transfiguration bead at the beginning, and the refining device alone has returned to its original cost several times, it seems that this transfiguration bead is really not simple, and it will be seen if there is any other value in the future, and more squeezing and squeezing.

The transformation bead that turned into a villain stood on Seinfeld's shoulder, and shouted at the breeze with his throat: "Listening to the wind, it is a sad emotion, listening to the rain, it is the emotion of longing."

Sit down the hill that has been climbed countless times

Let the breeze caress my cheeks

With an indescribable affection

Close your eyes, and it seems that the years have stopped passing

The breeze walks the way we have walked

That's what we miss. ”

When Seinfeld heard this, the blue disease of the Illusion Bead was committed again, and he moaned innocently, and immediately interrupted: "I said, what else will you do besides refining weapons." ”

"Refining? That's just a small skill. As if because he had just finished reciting a poem, the mood of the transfiguration bead was surprisingly good, and he said, "Strange and obscene skills, as great as me, if it weren't for the divine skills, I would disdain it." ”

When Seinfeld heard this, his heart moved, and he immediately asked, "What else would you do?"

"My greatest thing is my talent, and my proudest thing is that I am a pedantic. In particular, the attainments of learning can be understood by vulgar people such as Feier. ”

"You cow. Seinfeld said silently, now the Transfiguration Bead is his cash cow, and he really has to offer it well, and he can't be easily offended, and then asked: "If my strength is higher and I provide you with a more scorching flame, will I be able to refine a better magic weapon?"

The Transfiguration Bead gave Seinfeld a humane glance and sneered, "I can't." ”

"Why. ”

"No matter how powerful the flame is, it will melt me directly, how do you say I can refine the weapon? Unless I take the lead in leveling up, so that the flames cannot affect me, I can naturally refine it. But. Transfiguration Zhu paused, "If I have been training for me, the spirit stones consumed are not more cost-effective than buying a new one." ”

"To consume so many spirit stones?" Seinfeld frowned.

"Naturally. "Transfiguration Bead Dao," refining a magic weapon, and it is not possible to complete it in a moment and a half, the more high-level magic weapon, the more time it takes, for example, refining a spiritual weapon, even if it takes me five days, in this process, I have to continue to consume spirit stones, and five days of continuous consumption of spirit stones is enough to buy a new spiritual weapon. So, don't try to get something for nothing. ”

Alas, it seems that I still have to refine it myself, and I thought that after I had the Transfiguration Bead, I could let it be a coolie, it seems that the ideal is too plump, and the reality is too backbone.

After continuing to fly for half a day, a touch of black appeared in Seinfeld's field of vision, and as the distance approached, the color of darkness became more and more, and in front of him, it was already the area where he and the little monk were separated.

Seinfeld began to press the sword light, and fell in an arc towards a small hill, where the little monk was in retreat, and after a month, the little monk must have consolidated his realm and exited the pass.

Seinfeld was thinking about the so-called secret realm, although it was said that the secret realm was very dangerous and very likely to be destroyed as soon as he entered, but Seinfeld was not worried, he had enough points to exchange for an invincible talisman, and if he didn't dare to enter it with such a hole card, then there was no need to take any more risks in the future.

The little monk stood on a small hill, still the same as before, bald, gray cloth, a string of Buddhist beads, a pair of straw sandals, and nothing else.

The little monk said it well, the people of Buddhism really want people to rob them, they are too poor.

Even if they have some Buddhist props such as Buddha beads, it is useless for non-Buddha cultivators to take them.

Seeing Song Fei's sword light descending, the Yizhen monk said a Buddha to Song Fei from afar, and his young voice was full of Lao Cheng, and said with a smile: "Donor, don't come unharmed." ”

"At a young age, I was infected by your master's old-fashioned temperament, it was too lacking in vitality, children should be simpler. Seinfeld's body landed next to the little monk, touching the little monk's head and quipping.

Yizhen smiled: "Yizhen is envious of the carefree people of his childhood, but it's a pity, if Yizhen is really carefree, maybe he will be swallowed by the demon beast soon." ”

"Didn't you say that your Buddha cultivator's body doesn't have much effect on demon beasts, how can there still demon beasts want to devour your body?" Seinfeld was a little strange.

"Ahem. "I'm really a little embarrassed," there are always some uncivilized demon beasts, they like to eat meat. ”

"I see, okay, let's go to the secret realm and see what treasures there are in this secret realm. Seinfeld said.

When it came to the secret realm, the little monk's face was a little red, and his expression was even more embarrassed. The little monk's expression did not escape Seinfeld's eyes, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, something happened?" "The little monk originally thought that no one else had discovered this secret realm except for my master, but just ten days ago, thirty-three monks appeared one after another and entered the secret realm. "Ichijo said against his head.