Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 17
"That's right, get out of here."

".!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind him. Before Leng Feng had time to turn around and take a closer look, he was violently pushed aside by a hand.

It was a fat man in a robe of the same line of martial arts who led a group of people across the crowd and walked straight to Li Mao.

"Brother Mao, let's win again. I know what's the point of staying with these idiots in front of me."

The fat man spoke very rudely, and brought in all the outer disciples who were watching the battle, which aroused everyone's anger and resentment, and they were ready to move.

But then Li Mao stood in front of the fat man calmly, sneered and said, "It's really meaningless, they are too weak, let's go."

And until Li Mao and others disappeared in front of everyone, still no one dared to stand up and criticize anything.

Leng Feng frowned and patted the white clothes that had been wrinkled by the fat man before, as if something very dirty had been stained on it.

Although it was just a very unequal spectating game, after some watching, Leng Feng also made some discoveries.

High-end outer disciples like Li Mao in the sect, whether it is their own hard power, that is, cultivation, martial arts, or soft power, that is, mentality and experience in fighting the enemy, are very good.

It is far from being comparable to some casual cultivators or ignorant monsters and spirits. If you fight against each other, you must not be careless.

Although Leng Feng boasted that he had traveled through the ages, and his knowledge and experience were far beyond the ordinary, but it didn't mean that he would hold a superior and arrogant attitude in everything. Such behavior is simply courting death.

Attitude and confidence need to be supported by strength, but now, he is just an insignificant ant.

Walking out of the mountain gate, Leng Feng turned to another direction that he had never been to before, and there was a market sheltered under the sect of Xianzong.

Human casual cultivators or sect disciples and disciples of other forces, and even some monsters, spirits, and sea tribes will come here to trade.

Penglai Xianzong will not interfere with the market, but only collect some commissions every year.

The square market is not very big, but it is very lively. There are monks setting up small stalls in many places on both sides of the road, selling all kinds of miscellaneous things that can be used in cultivation, and there are many shops behind them.

Leng Feng didn't pay too much attention to other things, and went straight into a shop named Tianbinge.

"Hello, guest, what do you want to buy?" The guy immediately stepped forward and asked.

Hearing this, Leng Feng waved his hand: "I don't buy anything, it's true that you are also engaged in refining equipment here?"

"The guest wants to refine a weapon, what kind of thing does he want to refine?" At this time, it was the shopkeeper who came over.

"I need to create a low-grade spirit sword, how about it, can you do it?"

"Yes, but you need to bring your own materials for the crafting. The refining price of a low-grade spiritual weapon is [-] low-grade primordial stones." The shopkeeper said without hesitation.

Hearing this, Leng Feng threw a storage bag to the shopkeeper and said, "All the refining materials are in it, and the extra part should be used as primordial stones. I don't know if it's enough?"

The storage bag contained some fine iron, cold iron and a large amount of ore, all of which were collected by Niuer and others these days.

After inspecting it, the shopkeeper smiled with satisfaction and said, "There is no problem at all, guest. After three days, I can come and pick up your spirit sword."

"By the way, remember to help me make a matching scabbard for the spirit sword." Leng Feng added suddenly.

The shopkeeper was taken aback when he heard the words, although he felt strange, after all, spirit swords generally don't have scabbards, but he didn't care too much about these things, he just nodded.

After leaving Tianbinge, Leng Feng didn't stay in Fangshi for a long time, he can be said to be penniless now, even if he likes something, he can't afford it.

His primordial stones are not enough to cultivate the Good Fortune Immortal Gourd.

Back in Fairy Spirit Valley, everything was stable, and nothing unusual happened because of his departure. It seemed that Niu Er was stable enough, and no other monsters or spirits came to his door.

This made Leng Feng heave a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he was afraid of anything, but simply felt that dealing with trivial matters was a waste of time.

Now he can't wait to break one day into two days, and soon, Leng Feng entered a crazy retreat state again.

Three days later, a long howl shook the four directions, but it was Leng Feng who left the seclusion. In his closed cave, a wooden stick disappeared deep into the mountain wall, accompanied by faint cracks all around.

In this way, it can be seen that the power of this attack is absolutely extraordinary.

Another breakthrough in Zhantian and Swordsmanship is comparable to the most extreme acquired high-level martial arts.

He waved away Niu Er and others who had heard the sound, and ordered them to prepare a meal. After Leng Feng had eaten, he went out of the valley and headed towards Fangshi.

Now, he can't wait to test the power of the upgraded Heaven Slashing Sword Technique that can be exerted with the power of the Spiritual Sword!
The process of taking the sword was very smooth, and the spirit sword that was forged was a two-finger-wide azure blue long sword, shining brightly like a blue crystal.

The scabbard is also good in appearance, with fine spirit lines outlined on the translucent light blue color, which can well protect the spirit sword and slowly repair it if it is damaged.

With a happy mood, Leng Feng returned to Fairy Spirit Valley.

However, at the place where the pavilion is stationed, there are two parties confronting each other. It is not appropriate to say that it is a confrontation. More precisely, one party is besieged by the other.

One of them is the monsters and spirits of Niu Moling headed by Niu Er, and the other is four or five strange outer disciples.

Seeing Leng Feng appearing, Niu Er waved his hand to restrain his aura temporarily, his fear of Leng Feng does not mean that he is afraid of all the outer disciples of Penglai Xianzong.

Even in his eyes, the other outer disciples who set foot in the Fairy Spirit Valley were nothing more than servants.

"Master, you are back." Niu Er saluted Leng Feng respectfully.

"Okay, boy, how dare you collude with the monsters and spirits of the Fairy Spirit Valley to murder me and other deacon disciples. It is an unforgivable crime." Pointing Leng Feng's nose and yelling loudly.

Li Biao was indeed very angry, very angry, planning this fat task of confiscating the sect's materials, wherever he went, he was not praised and respected by others, and everyone wanted him to relax some confiscation standards.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to this fairy valley, before he even had time to show off his power, he was surrounded by a group of monsters and spirits, which almost scared him out of his wits.

Now, the appearance of Leng Feng gave him a good way to vent his anger.

"It's you?" Leng Feng stared at the fat man coldly, his memory of Li Biao was very clear, a few days ago, the person who pushed and shoved him at Xingchen Terrace was not Li Biao, who else!
Unexpectedly, he saw Li Biao again in the Fairy Valley so soon, this is really a good idea.

With a sneer, Leng Feng directly raised his hand and grabbed Li Biao's arm and snapped it.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!".
The dense sound of bone cracking sounded instantly, accompanied by Li Biao's howling and screaming like a pig.

"I hate people pointing at my nose, and that's the price."

After finishing these, Leng Feng clapped his hands, sat down on the chair brought by Niu Erwai, and looked at Li Biao and the others.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Li Biao rolling on the ground with one arm in his arms, he was so painful that he couldn't even speak a word, and the remaining few outer disciples who abused Nuo didn't dare to speak.

Leng Feng's huge aura and ruthless aura oppressed them too much.

Within the sect, have they ever seen such a domineering figure like Leng Feng who is ready to do anything?
"Say it!"

Seeing this, Leng Feng frowned and asked again.

"I, we... are here to collect the sect's supplies." One of the outer disciples stammered boldly.

"Don't you guys know that there are no specific regulations on the handover of materials from the sects in the Fairy Spirit Valley? I'm sorry to tell you that there is no material to be handed over in the Fairy Spirit Valley this month. You can just go back and return." Leng Feng waved his hands.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, you just wait for me, I must make you look good." Suddenly, Li Biao stood up tremblingly, looked at Leng Feng with extremely resentful eyes, and was about to leave after the others .

He wanted to invite Li Mao to avenge him, clean up and torture Leng Feng until Leng Feng knelt down and begged him for mercy.

It's been too long, he hasn't been bullied like this again, it's unforgivable for an ordinary outer disciple to do something to him!

"Niu Er, go and tie that fat man up for me and hang him at the door of the attic." Suddenly, Leng Feng seemed to have thought of something, smiled, and instructed Niu Er.

When Niu Er heard this, he grinned grimly, and led his men to tie back Li Biao who hadn't left yet.

"You, you can't do this, let me go, let go!"

Li Biao did not expect that Leng Feng would do this at all. He screamed and struggled miserably, and asked other outer disciples for help. He couldn't imagine how Leng Feng would torture him if he fell into Leng Feng's hands.

He even hated his behavior of swearing harshly in front of Leng Feng just now, he was so stupid.

Patting Li Biao's fat face, Leng Feng stared closely at his eyes and said, "You want to go back and find Li Mao to avenge you, fine, I'll satisfy you."

Then Leng Feng looked at the other outer disciples not far away and said: "You guys go back and tell Li Mao that if he doesn't want his good friend to be short-changed, he will rush to Xianling within half a day. Valley."

"Shu Dao disciple Leng Feng sweeps the couch and waits!"

Li Biao at the side looked at Leng Feng in disbelief when he heard the words. He had thought about all kinds of Leng Feng's thoughts, but he never thought that Leng Feng would kill himself and take the initiative to provoke his cousin Li Mao.

Immediately afterwards, Li Biao's mood also became cheerful and anticipating, as long as his cousin arrived, Leng Feng would be nothing worth mentioning.

Li Biao had his own wishful thinking, but how could he figure out what Leng Feng was thinking.

(End of this chapter)