"Of course I will." Zhou Yu nodded. Fortunately, he had his little brother at home.

"Then let's go there with the sword. I know that it's in a secluded place near Nancheng and no one will find it." Feng Xiaoping said with a look of joy.

He loved the sword from the bottom of his heart.

It is shameful to say that he grew up with his master. He always thought that he and his master were what people in the city said, those shabby Taoist priests who could only pretend to be gods and ghosts.

But he didn't expect that when he was five years old, senior brother Chang Zheng from Ziyang Mountain suddenly came with a sword. The appearance of a celestial being flying through the void immediately shocked his soul. Later, he saw Chang Zheng looking at his sloppy master.

Extremely respectful.

It was at that moment that he learned some details about his master, who was a top figure who could be enshrined as an immortal master in the imperial court.

Although, it looks a bit miserable.

Talk less.

After closing the courtyard door, Zhou Yu and Feng Xiaoping found an uninhabited forest.

The next moment, a sword light shot into the sky from within the woods, and in the blink of an eye, it passed a hundred feet high in the sky.

The clouds are white and the wind is blowing.

Zhou Yu placed a layer of protective spiritual light in front of the two of them, which immediately cut off the frantic air flow, and looked down leisurely.

The ground is like a black spot. Although it feels cold at high places, it is more of a feeling of gratitude for Yu Jian Xiaoyao.

"May I ask what level of cultivation your senior brother has now? How long will it take for your junior brother to be able to wield a sword and enter and leave Qingming like your senior brother?" Feng Xiaoping stepped on the sword and firmly grasped Zhou Yu's waist with one hand.

"Senior brother, I am at the ninth level of Qi training. I can fly fifteen miles at full speed with my sword. Junior brother is currently at the third level of Qi training. If you want to fly, you can try it after you refine the magic sword. Maybe after you become proficient, you can fly about a hundred steps.

" Zhou Yu explained.

Jiangling Nancheng is only seven or eight miles away from Qingfeng Temple, so Zhou Yu doesn't have to worry about running out of mana. He can fly all the way and do various tricks.

Qing Ming roars, setting off strong winds, bringing up white clouds that are like smoke and dust, and like the roar of a giant dragon, which has a rather drifting flavor.

"Brother, that's right there, that hillside." Half an hour later, with Jiangling City in sight, Feng Xiaoping pointed to a densely forested hillside below and shouted.

call!

When the sword light fell, Zhou Yu's face was calm and clear, but he was sweating in his heart. Although the movie was enjoyable, it also consumed a lot of mana. That is to say, he was currently at the ninth level of Qi training, otherwise he wouldn't be able to afford it.

"Do you know where to buy the materials for refining the magic sword?" Zhou Yu put away the Qingming Sword and asked.

"There is a strange treasure pavilion in Jiangling City, and there are often some spiritual treasures in it." Feng Xiaoping said excitedly as they walked towards the city gate.

"I'm afraid that treasures with spiritual energy cannot be purchased with ordinary gold and silver." Zhou Yu's face twitched. He didn't have much gold and silver on his body.

If he doesn't have money to pay the bill later, won't he be embarrassed?

After all, he is not a demonic monster who can find an excuse to eat for free.

Moreover, since this Yibao Pavilion dares to sell items with spiritual energy, it must at least have a background as an innate warrior, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to use these items.

"Senior brother, don't worry. Senior brother Chang Zheng came with me last year. This store also collects spiritual stones. Senior brother Chang gave me a few pieces, and I can exchange them for things when the time comes." Feng Xiaoping said indifferently.

Yibao Pavilion is located between the inner city and the outer city of Nancheng. It is a gathering place for merchants.

Less than half an hour later, Zhou Yu saw a large-scale four-story attic with incomparable carved railings and jade masonry rising from the ground in front of him.

People come in and out of Yibao Pavilion from time to time, mostly wealthy young men and ladies wearing brocade and satin, and there are also warriors in fancy attire.

Zhou Yu tried to let go of his spiritual sense and sensed it. Whether he was a child from a wealthy family or a martial artist, his cultivation level was not low.

What surprised him even more was that this strange treasure pavilion seemed to have traces of a magic circle guarding it. Although it was not as majestic and formidable as the one in Lianyunxian City, it was not something that ordinary warriors could break.

"It seems there is indeed something." Zhou Yu thought to himself.

Although the Great Xia Dynasty did not prohibit immortals from doing things, and there were Taoji immortal masters to protect them in the palace, after all, the territory was vast, and cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao were different from those in the martial arts world. Although they could be seen occasionally, they were not common.

I don’t know what mentality this Yibao Pavilion adheres to in establishing a stronghold in this large human city.

"I think it's probably due to the popularity of martial arts." Zhou Yu guessed in his heart.

Entering the store, the decoration in the Yibao Pavilion is even more luxurious. Although it is restricted by royal taboos, it still gives people a sense of splendor.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu is also a person who has seen the world. After a moment of surprise, he quickly reacted.

"Senior brother, let's go to the second floor. There are good things only on the second floor." Feng Xiaoping came here for the second time, but when he saw that he was about to get the magic weapon, he urged him impatiently.

After all, he is a teenager. Although he has been matured by Feng Buping since he was a child, there are still times when he feels happy.

"If you want to go up to the second floor, you need one thousand taels of silver, or the sixth level of martial arts." The clerk who was guarding the second floor said respectfully as he watched the two young men coming hand in hand.

Although one of them was wearing a white Taoist priest's robe and looked very poor, his eyes did not mean the slightest bit of contempt.

What's more, the young man accompanying the little Taoist priest was dressed in silk and satin and looked handsome, so he was no ordinary person.

"Senior brother." After listening to the clerk's words, Feng Xiaoping looked at Zhou Yu eagerly.

"Let's go." Zhou Yu didn't say much, and walked straight to the second floor with Feng Xiaoping.

The clerk didn't stop him again. One reminder was enough. Any more would be annoying. As for whether the two teenagers in front of him were the ones who were deceitful.

You only need to see if these two people are still alive and happy to come here, you will know.

…

The Yibao Pavilion sells a wide range of items, including those needed by warriors for their training and various precious items, as well as places to receive quests, appraise and recycle them.

The top manager responsible for appraisal and recycling is the appraisal manager who possesses the acquired ninth level.

As for Jiangling, as the capital of one of the nine states, its appraisal manager is an old man with the innate realm, Jiang Huai.

"Manager Jiang, there are spiritual items that I need you to identify." At this time, Jiang Huai was in the superior wing, looking at the unexpected secret message in a daze, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door, and suddenly frowned.

Snapped.

With a stroke of luck, the secret letter exploded, fell into the incense burner, and burned into ashes.

"You should know that some spiritual energy items are not a reason for you to disturb my practice."

"It's Deputy Steward Fang who asked me to come here to look for you, and asked me to tell the Steward that the person coming here is going to exchange things, and the transaction is for spiritual stones." Xiao Si, who sent the message, saw that there was no reply from the room.

Feeling frightened, he said quickly.

"The people coming here are two teenagers. Steward Fang can't figure them out at the moment, so I ask the steward to take action."

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Chapter completed!