Lord Sovereign

"That's it..." Feng Chenzi smiled bitterly again. "If this is the case, the next few people will be helpless... Tonight, there will be a small exchange meeting. Then I will bring all the daoists there together, how about that?"

Seeing Feng Chenzi proposed to take him with him, Fei Hong couldn't help but change his impression of him, so he nodded and said. "Thank you, Daoist Feng."

Everyone chatted for a while, then sat on the couch and adjusted their breath through meditation.

Not long after, Liu San came back with tea and distributed it to everyone, and then said mysteriously. "Friends of Taoism, I just went out and heard good news! Um...Of course, it could be bad news..."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Liu, let's talk about it." Feng Chenzi said with a sip of tea.

"Everyone knows the spring of life, right?" Liu San whispered. "This thing, and that Lingshuitan, are known as the two sacred objects that activate bloodlines. That Lingshuitan has long been extinct, thousands of years ago. No one has seen it in the year, and as a result, only the spring of life is left. And the spring of life is also very rare, and as more and more practitioners increase, it becomes more and more insufficient."

"Yes, we are well aware of that." Feng Chenzi continued. "Well, most of the spring of life in the past few years has been taken away by the five great cultivation sects of the Yuan Dynasty, and very few have flowed to the outside world." 

"Yes, what the Master Feng said is." Liu San said. "But even so, the Five Martial Arts still feel that the spring of life is not enough, so in recent years, they have been looking for a solution to this problem. And I just heard the news about the spring of life."

"How?" Hualien, with a scar on his face, said impatiently. "Say it!"

"Hey!" Liu San smiled. "This time the newcomer competition, the five major sects will announce one thing! That is to contain the life spring water in the major sects. The small sects of cultivation will also get a little bit, but the outside world will not have a drop. The meeting declared that starting from this competition, each of the five sects will only accept twenty people, and the remaining small sects will accept any number of them at will. That is to say, in the future, disciples will get the spring of life when they enter the sects, which has become the only way out! "

Everyone sighed when they heard the news, but soon calmed down. After all, except for Fei Hong and Mu Sheng, all of these people were over the age to participate in the competition.

Mu Sheng's cultivation was only at the late stage of the Embryonic Realm. It was feared that the chances of her entering the cultivation sect was not great, while Fei Hong was different. If nothing unexpected happened, he could definitely enter the cultivation sect.

It was just that everyone thought that he was extremely talented, but they didn't know that this kid was able to be here this day by relying on the spirit pills and that yellow bead.

Towards the evening, when the sunset was about to fall, Feng Chenzi led Fei Hong out of the bamboo building, across the road in the small town, and into a small alley. He stopped in front of a rusty iron door deep in the alley and knocked on the door lightly.

Not long after, the iron gate was pushed aside with a squeaking sound, and a middle-aged woman with a yellow spot and short stature walked out of the door. After seeing Feng Chenzi, she smiled and said. "Ah, it turns out that the wind is coming after all. I had thought that Feng Dao would not come to us in the future!"

"Haha, even though Feng Dao is getting older, I still have the self-motivated spirit, and I brought a new friend today."

Fei Hong smiled and clasped his fists. "Under Fei Hong, please take care of me."

"It's easy to do, since you're a friend of the wind master. Please come in!"

The woman led the two into the house, then turned around and left.

Fei Hong looked at the dimly lit hall with several small square tables. About fifty or sixty people were sitting at the table. The table was filled with things that he wanted to exchange for. There were more than a hundred people checking through the items on the tables, looking for exchange targets.

"Daoist Fei, if you want to exchange your own things, you can hand in some gold coins at the front desk and rent a square table. If you want to exchange things, just look around and talk to the owner directly if you like." Feng Chenzi smiled at him, and continued speaking, I have a few old friends here, so I won't accompany you for now."

Fei Hong also didn't want Feng Chenzi to follow him, so he smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Well, the chief of the road is busy first, so it's fine for Shen to walk around by himself."

Parting from Feng Chenzi, Fei Hong began to look at the tables one by one. After seeing more than a dozen tables, Fei Hong couldn't help being a little disappointed. They were all cultivators, and the things they were changing were mostly ordinary armor, healing pills, or some ordinary techniques used by cultivators. Fei Hong was already a master at the second floor of the Martial Art, so of course he didn't like these things.

When he was disappointed in his heart, he suddenly heard a quarrel coming from a square table not far away. He followed the voice and saw that a burly man was negotiating with a young man.

"It's an ancient pill, but it's still a useless Zhu Yan Pill. Why don't you exchange two ten-year realgar grasses for me?" the burly man said impatiently.

The short-haired youth looked helpless. "This fellow Taoist, although Zhu Yan Dan is not a panacea for diligence, but it is still very useful for many people. Since I don't need the things that fellow Taoists take out, why do we bother to force each other?"

This young man seemed to know the strength of the burly young man, and he had a little pleading in his words.