peerless angel

() After staying in the lively crowd for a while, Wu Feng walked along the street and came to a refining shop, where he saw a wide variety of magic weapons hanging in countless styles.

"My lord, what would you like to order?" A beautiful shopkeeper behind the counter said softly.

Wu Feng said: "Is there a storage ring?"

The shopkeeper of the beautiful woman smiled and said, "Of course I have this. I wonder if you want a storage ring of magic weapon level or magic weapon level?"

Wu Feng's heart moved, and he said, "It's at the magic weapon level."

"For magic weapon level, if the storage ring is destroyed, the contents inside will be lost in the space crack." The beautiful woman blinked her eyes and kindly reminded.

Wu Feng smiled slightly and said, "That's it."

Seeing this, the beautiful woman had no choice but to nod and said: "The low-level magic weapon has a built-in space of one foot, the medium-level magic weapon has a built-in space of three feet, and the high-level magic weapon has a built-in space of ten feet, which one do you want? "

"Medium." Wu Feng said without thinking.

The beautiful woman nodded slightly, and said, "A medium magic weapon storage ring costs a thousand spirit stones. Which style do you want?" Then, she took out a jade box from behind the counter and opened it. There were a lot of storage rings inside. , Some are emerald green and delicate, some are pure silver like snow, each has its own characteristics.

Wu Feng picked out a dark silver one at random, "This is it." Then he took out ten second-grade spirit stones and handed them to her.

The beautiful woman said sweetly: "Do you still need other things?"

Wu Feng shook his head slightly. After putting the magic weapon storage ring on his middle finger, he immediately branded his divine sense, and immediately felt that there was a small breakthrough in the ring. When the divine sense extended into it, he could see a three-zhang left and right space.

With a thought of Wu Feng, the flying knives and spirit stones on his body suddenly disappeared and appeared in the three-foot space in the storage ring.

After buying the storage ring, Wu Feng left the crafting shop without stopping, and then walked along the bustling downtown area, wandering casually.

"In Luoxian City, even if someone is following you, you probably wouldn't dare to snatch it." After wandering around, Wu Feng bought some refining materials for Huitian Pill in several medicine shops, and then came to Baoding Pavilion , rent a Zijin cauldron, and start refining it directly.

This time Tiandan contains rich spiritual power, which can speed up his cultivation speed.

One day later.

Wu Feng had just come out of the Baoding Pavilion. At this moment, he had already changed into the red robe of Huayangzong, and adjusted his bones to restore his original appearance.

"If you can't get rid of the stalking of those who care about you like this, then this Taoist uniform on your body can somewhat deter you." Wu Feng's eyes flickered, and after walking along the street to the gate of the city, he directly drove the flying sword.

Once you leave Luoxian City, you will be completely cut off from safety.Wu Feng's expression was as usual, but he was a little nervous. He inadvertently put a Huitian pill in his mouth, and galloped away while driving the Yinhong flying sword.

Half a day later, the mountains of Huayang Sect are swaying in sight.

Wu Feng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, with a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know whether it was because the order in the world of cultivating immortals was too good, or because he really got rid of the stalker. No matter what, this time was really a bit risky, so it's better to be careful in the future.

Soon, he flew directly back to Dongmen Peak, put away his flying sword, and walked quickly back to the back yam field.

"My lord!" Xiaolan stood by the medicine field, and when she saw Wu Feng coming back, she ran over anxiously.

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, a bad premonition flashed in his heart, and he said in a low voice: "Has the medicine field been ruined?"

Xiaolan was taken aback, and said, "My lord, how do you know..."

Whoosh!

With a flash of Wu Feng's figure, he bypassed her and came to the side of the medicine field. Looking around, he saw a bleak spiritual energy permeating the eight-acre medicine field, and some herbs in the two-mu medicine field were completely sluggish, as if they had withered. A little spirit.

Wu Feng's eyes flickered with a cold light, and he said, "Who did it?"

Xiaolan said nervously: "I don't know, I was still pouring spiritual rain yesterday, but when I woke up, it looked like this."

Wu Feng stared at her and said, "How long have you been asleep?"

Xiaolan's face turned pale, and she lowered her head.

Wu Feng sighed lightly, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her: "Don't be sad, you are not a cultivator. Others can make you sleepy for three days and three nights with just a little magic. It's not your fault."

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

There was light in Wu Feng's eyes, and he said: "Also, even if it's not, I should know who did it."

Xiaolan couldn't help but asked, "Who is it?"

Wu Feng smiled slightly and said: "It's good that you don't know about this kind of thing. I brought you something by the way this time. Do you like it?" , two things appeared out of thin air, namely a jade hairpin and a box of rouge.

Xiaolan's eyes were moist, she choked up and said, "Master, I didn't take good care of you this time, you..."

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

Holding the object, Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, but she still didn't dare to disobey her orders, so she resigned.

"Old Zhang..." Wu Feng looked at the two acres of withered herbs, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If I didn't reach the fourth floor of the spiritual rain, how could I leave the medicine field!"

He squeezed out the formula with his fingers, muttered words, and the spiritual power in his body rushed out along his palms. After a while, a large rolling black cloud gathered in the sky!

This dark cloud almost enveloped the entire Dongmen Peak, whether it was the front peak or the back mountain, they were all shrouded in dark clouds at this moment.

"it's dark!"

"No, someone is casting a magic formula, and the sky in the distance is still clear!"

"No, who is so bold and dares to make a mistake here?"

The servants on the mountain peak, as well as the handyman disciples who raised the spirit beasts, all looked up at the sky with expressions of surprise.

And in a main hall of Qianfeng.

A Miaoman girl was leaning on the grand teacher's chair, with a lot of spiritual fruits beside her, holding a book in her hand, and was reading it with great interest, when suddenly the sky darkened, covering the light.

The girl looked up suspiciously, with a trace of surprise in her eyes: "Such a large thundercloud has been summoned, could it be the Thunder God's Thunder Art? Eh, no, this thundercloud actually carries a piece of azure wood..."

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and she lost her voice: "Could it be the fourth level of the Spirit Rain Art?"

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

Lao Zhang was sitting on a stone bench, sipping tea leisurely, when suddenly the sky darkened, and thunder rumbled.

He couldn't help being stunned for a moment, looked up, and said in surprise: "Could it be that little girl was casting a spell to gather such a large thundercloud? It seems that her cultivation has improved a lot, and she should break through soon You have reached the realm of ghosts and immortals... Hey, there is an aura of green wood in this thunder cloud, could it be..."

His face changed suddenly, revealing an ugly look, he immediately stood up and rushed out of the manor.

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