The ruffian enters the fairyland

Obviously jealousy, Feifei's words carried strong suspicion. ┌ *| ┐

Yin Mengli said: "Ye Feng, I didn't expect you to succeed in gathering Qi so quickly, not bad."

"What!" Feifei was full of disbelief, and looked Ye Feng up and down carefully. She had successfully gathered Qi last year, so she could naturally see Ye Feng's cultivation.

Mei Zhiruo was also observing Ye Feng's cultivation. She and Feifei never thought that Ye Feng would succeed in gathering Qi and one day become a monk. So today when Ye Feng came to Lingzhi Peak, neither of them had ever investigated Ye Feng. Feng's cultivation base.

"I didn't expect you to be able to gather Qi with a useless body. What a piece of shit luck." Feifei was very unconvinced.

Mei Zhiruo had a slight smile on her face, Ye Feng was able to gather Qi successfully, Mei Zhiruo was happy for him from the bottom of her heart, this big boy is really not easy, the road of cultivation is so difficult, only those who walk on this road Talents understand, especially Ye Feng as a body of chaos, just the most basic energy gathering will cost ten times the efforts of others.

"Why, does it make you feel very upset that a waste body can gather energy?" Ye Feng looked at Feifei and ignored you. It's so ungrateful, heh heh.

"Hmph, that's it for you. Being able to gather Qi successfully is the greatest good fortune in your life. If you think that you have gathered Qi, you can consider yourself a monk, cut." Feifei blushed, Ye Feng had never talked to her like this before. , Such a tone made it difficult for Feifei to accept.

"Ye Feng, although you have successfully gathered qi now, this is just the beginning of the road of cultivation. The road ahead will be even more difficult. You should know how difficult it will be to refine qi and how many spars will be needed." Yin Mengli Remind Ye Feng.

After all, Feifei is a disciple of Lingzhi Peak. No matter how domineering Feifei is, Yin Mengli will still protect her. In the entire Wanghai school, Yin Mengli is famous for protecting her weaknesses. It can be said that Feifei's character is inseparable from Yin Mengli.

"Huh, ordinary physique requires 1000 yuan of high-grade spar, and a waste body should be 10 times that of an ordinary person. That's 100 yuan, and it costs 100 yuan to replace it with low-grade pure spar. If you want to earn [-] yuan of low-grade pure spar, it will take you a lifetime." Feifei's words make sense.

Ye Feng got 50 yuan top-grade spar from Jianbao Pavilion last time. According to this speed, Ye Feng needs to cooperate with Jianbao Pavilion [-] times, that is, [-] stealth symbols.

But is this possible? If there are [-] Stealth Talismans on the market, I am afraid that the price of Stealth Talismans will not be much better than that of Chinese cabbage.

Obviously, this approach alone will not work.

If this method doesn’t work, then think about something else. There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. Ye Feng is full of confidence at this moment. Every step is a hundred times, a thousand times, and it will surely succeed.

At this time, Ye Feng hated the greedy Guan Weiwu even more, and greedily bought a middle-grade pure spar of his own, which was a low-grade pure spar worth 1000 yuan, and only one-tenth of it was enough for him to refine Qi.

"Isn't it pure crystals? I've prepared some." Ye Feng was so angry that he stretched his hand into his bosom and took out a low-grade pure crystal from the storage bag.

Why, this annoying guy still has pure spar, Feifei couldn't believe it, and stared at it with wide eyes.

"This is the pure spar you mentioned. You haven't seen a spar before, or have you picked up a waste spar from someone who has absorbed energy to show off." After seeing the pure spar in Ye Feng's hand , Feifei said with a big laugh.

Waste spar?Ye Feng was puzzled, how could the spar that he just put into the storage bag before he came to Lingzhi Peak be useless.

Looking at his palm, Ye Feng was suddenly stunned. It should have been almost transparent spar, but it was a whole mass of dark gray.

Really waste spar.

What's going on here, Ye Feng was a little confused.

"Using waste spar for a waste body is a perfect match." Feifei laughed recklessly.

Taking out a piece of pure spar from the storage bag again, Ye Feng's face changed drastically, it turned out to be a waste product.

It's over, thinking of the more than 200 scrapped crystals, Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart, he couldn't be unlucky, these crystals were inexplicably absorbed energy, this was bought by himself.

Going crazy, Ye Feng didn't care about exposing the storage bags, and quickly took out all three storage bags from his arms.

Pick up the storage bag containing the spar, and pour out all the items inside.

Yin Mengli and the other three watched Ye Feng's every move.

Storage bags!

She also took out three at once. Feifei's face seemed to have opened a dyeing workshop, and the color changed again and again.

Mei Zhiruo also couldn't believe her eyes, is this Ye Feng who can't even take out three top-grade crystals? She knows the value of the storage bag.

Although this kind of storage bag is the lowest level, it can only be regarded as a low-level space magic weapon, which can be opened by anyone. It is not as good as a high-level space magic weapon such as a storage ring, which only recognizes the owner, but not all monks can have it. Mei Zhiruo has always wanted to own a storage bag, but was discouraged because of its high price.

Unlike the two disciples, Yin Mengli paid more attention to the items in Ye Feng's storage bag.

A large pile of crystals, although they are all gray and dark, can no longer see their original grade.

The three small objects beside the spar caught Yin Mengli's attention even more, a small jade seal, a small clock covered with broken textures, and a small crane made of bamboo strips.

Ye Feng completely ignored the shock of the three people, grabbed the spar that had become a waste product, and kept whispering: "How could it be, how could it be."

Turn over all the crystals without missing a single one. All the crystals have been turned into waste in the shortest possible time.

"Ye Feng, this is your so-called spar, you're so ridiculous." Seeing Ye Feng's distraught look, Feifei felt indescribably proud.

"Ye Feng, can you show me those three magic weapons." Compared with the spar, Yin Mengli valued those three little things more.

"Of course." Yin Mengli's words made Ye Feng wake up, secretly thinking that it was not good, he was agitated for a while, and exposed his old background, but it was not good to refuse Yin Mengli.

"My dear, this should be the Fantian seal, this is the death bell, they are all rare treasures, but I don't recognize this little crane." Yin Mengli said after carefully examining the three magic weapons.

Sure enough, he was an elder-level person, and he saw through two magic weapons at a glance. That little clock, Ye Feng only knew from Yin Mengli's mouth that it was called the death bell.

"Excuse me, elder, which one is more powerful, the Heavenly Seal or the Death Bell?" Ye Feng once saw Fan Tianyin almost smashing the Death Bell, but in Yin Mengli's mouth, But it has become a rare treasure.

"If you talk about the power of the two magic weapons, there should be little difference, but it depends on the cultivation level of the cultivator who activated the magic weapon. If two monks with the same cultivation level hold these two magic weapons in a duel, the power should be on par. " Yin Mengli said.

Ye Feng was a little puzzled, why Jin Rufei's cultivation seemed to be higher than the two robbers, but the death bell was almost broken by Fan Tianyin.

In fact, Ye Feng didn't know that the situation at that time was not what Ye Feng saw. Jin Rufei was very confident in his death bell, thinking that with the super magic weapon bestowed by his master, he could defeat the bearded man at once, and he underestimated the enemy for a while. , didn't concentrate all the spiritual energy, of course, Jin Rufei didn't want to kill the two robbers.

And the big bearded man would fight to get injured, and gather all his spiritual energy to fight against the death bell.

Before Jin Rufei could react, the charming woman stole the killer and made him drink and hate Yingshoujian. In the end, it all took advantage of Ye Feng.

"This little crane should be the magic weapon you rode when you came back." Yin Mengli said.

"Exactly." This little crane has leaked it a long time ago, so it's better to just say it straight.

"Flying magic weapon!"

"Flying magic weapon?"

Mei Zhiruo and Feifei's eyes were focused on the little crane. Before the Qi refining period, they couldn't fly with the sword, so they couldn't move freely in the air. They were always envious of those masters in the Qi refining period, who could fly around Now that they heard that the most inconspicuous little crane turned out to be a magic weapon for flying, both of them couldn't help being moved.

"Is there such a magic weapon that can fly without refining Qi?" Feifei was a little unconvinced.

"It is said that it was a gift from the genius master Gui Jizi back then, and Xu Qiang, the deacon of Jianbao Pavilion, gave me a gift." Ye Feng's words made Feifei's face dark for a while.

This waste body is still really lucky, this kind of magic weapon that does not require the rider to have a cultivation level can be obtained, it is really maddening.

This is the way of the world, as long as someone gets something good, they will be admired, always thinking why the good things don't happen to him, completely ignoring the efforts of others, obviously Feifei is a typical representative of this kind of person.

Yin Mengli stared at Ye Feng. The 15-year-old disciple in front of her was really incomprehensible, but she was born with a chaotic body, but managed to gather energy in a short period of time, and also obtained several magic weapons.

"What is this?" Mei Zhiruo inadvertently saw a faint ray of light flickering under the spar that had become a waste product. If you don't observe carefully, you really can't find it.

Ye Feng hurriedly opened the spar pile, his belongings are all here, so there is nothing that can shine.

Under the pile of crystal stones is an oval-shaped egg, with a faint light flashing, and there is a wave of spiritual energy in the palm of the hand. What surprised Ye Feng even more is that there seems to be another kind of wave in this egg.

Feeling it carefully, it seems that there is a small life inside, expressing the breath of life to the outside world.

The maroon hard shell has turned fiery red, eye-catching like a dancing flame.

What's going on, Ye Feng was confused by a series of inexplicable things. This is obviously a divine beast egg from ancient times, and the long years have exhausted its vitality.

But now everyone feels that this egg seems to be breaking out of its shell and growing into a spirit beast.

Send a da!

Brother is going to have an ancient mythical beast!

After Ye Feng's brain turned quickly, he understood.

In a panic, Ye Feng put away the storage bag, and snatched the three magic weapons from the elder Yin Mengli at an astonishing speed.

At this moment, he was so excited that he couldn't care about Elder Yin Mengli's identity.

Just when he was about to put the ancient divine beast egg back into the storage bag, he found that the storage bag rejected the egg, several times.

"The storage bag can only hold inanimate items, not items with vitality." Yin Mengli's words further proved that this ancient divine beast egg was really resurrected.

"Senior Sister Mei, thank you very much. I gave you this storage bag as a kind gesture." Ye Feng casually grabbed a storage bag and stuffed it into Mei Zhiruo's hand, making Mei Zhiruo at a loss.

Feifei stared expectantly at the other two storage bags in Ye Feng's hands. After a long time, Ye Feng did not see anything and asked, "Ye Feng, where are mine?"

Ye Feng looked at Feifei strangely, and said, "I owe you!"

"You!" Feifei was very angry, but she didn't know what to say.

"Elder Yin, there is still something to do at the Spiritual Beast Garden, this disciple will leave first." Ye Feng turned and left.

Although Yin Mengli had many doubts in her heart, she couldn't stop Ye Feng from leaving. After all, Ye Feng was not a disciple of Lingzhi Peak.

Looking at Ye Feng who had disappeared, Yin Mengli felt a little inexplicable in his heart, it seemed that this 15-year-old disciple did not look as immature as his age, as if he had experienced thousands of stories.

Ye Feng had already left, leaving Feifei who was full of anger and Mei Zhiruo who was slightly at a loss, standing beside Yin Mengli respectively.