Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

Little Linglong was still innocent and adorable, her stall filled with all sorts of magical artifacts and elixirs.

Li Chengfeng stepped forward, pretending to be gloomy, and said, "The fairy makes sense!"

Little Linglong looked up and was surprised to find that the person in front of her was actually Tian Ku, gloomy and evil.

She composed herself and said with a smile, "Feel free to say what you want to buy. About that broken sword you bought from me last time… no returns or exchanges?"

Li Chengfeng interrupted her and asked directly, "I just want to know where you got that broken sword from."

Little Linglong's eyes flickered, as if she had been prepared for this.

She smiled slightly and said, "What? Does Fellow Daoist still want to buy the remaining half?"

"That's right, I have that intention."

Li Chengfeng nodded, indicating that he indeed had this intention.

Little Linglong continued, "I can take Fellow Daoist there, but the remaining half is not in my hands, but in the hands of another Fellow Daoist.

My guide fee, you have to give me at least 100 low-grade spirit stones."

Li Chengfeng frowned, feeling that the price was a bit high.

But he knew that if he wanted to get the clue to that broken sword, this was the only way.

So, he pretended to be indifferent and nodded, standing aside waiting for Little Linglong to send a sound transmission talisman.

Little Linglong deliberately walked to a distance, whispering softly, her voice extremely low, and also cleverly used soundproofing techniques, making it impossible for outsiders to hear.

Li Chengfeng keenly captured her voice with his spiritual sense.

Little Linglong said in a deep voice, "Master, that person is back, looking for the other half of the sword. This sword must be extraordinary, of superior quality."

Immediately came a greedy voice: "Really? Good, I will immediately set up an array, you lead him over, how can we miss such a good thing."

Little Linglong nodded in agreement, her face showing worry: "Master, this person is probably not simple. I always feel a dangerous aura on him. Although his current cultivation is not high, he always makes people feel inexplicably threatened."

"Disciple, don't worry."

The master's voice was firm, "We are experienced in this line of work and will definitely make sure he doesn't return."

"Okay, Master."

Little Linglong tried to make herself look relaxed, a smile on her face, and turned to the visitor and said, "Fellow Daoist, I have notified the seller, and he has agreed to meet you.

However, he is reclusive and unwilling to meet in Shangyun Bazaar, but is willing to meet you and me in a place a hundred miles away from the bazaar.

What do you think, are you willing to go?"

She looked helpless, as if this matter had nothing to do with her, and she didn't want to participate too much.

Li Chengfeng was so clever, but said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, lead the way."

He knew that every rogue cultivator should not be deceived by appearances.

Although this Little Linglong was innocent and adorable, she cleverly set up a trap for him.

However, Li Chengfeng didn't care about this. If he could really find that broken sword, it would be crucial to him.

Now, the supreme aura of the living world, with its soaring sword energy, has gradually merged into his sword energy. For him, this is undoubtedly a huge improvement.

In contrast, the decaying aura of the hell realm is also slowly increasing under the nourishment of his sword energy.

He is now nurturing his sword energy and sword intent, waiting for the day when he forges his natal magic weapon, he will directly integrate them into it, making its quality more outstanding.

Little Linglong put away her stall and led the way in front, while Li Chengfeng followed leisurely behind, looking indifferent.

However, Little Linglong felt more and more uneasy. Her unease did not stem from Li Chengfeng's acting, although his face had a hint of gloom, giving people a feeling of being unapproachable.

But her strength had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, and she didn't care about Li Chengfeng's seventh level of Qi Refining.

Her unease came from a special sixth sense, a talent that allowed her to foresee danger.

She had repeatedly made great contributions with this talent, but at this moment, she felt a trace of fear from Li Chengfeng.

She carefully looked at this Tian Ku, but couldn't see anything unusual.

The hundred-mile range was quickly reached, but the unease in Little Linglong's heart grew stronger.

Little Linglong led Li Chengfeng to a canyon, where the trees were lush and the scenery was peaceful.

She flew into the valley and said, "This person lives in seclusion here. He is a master of weapon refining, obsessed with the research and repair of various magical artifacts, so he accidentally obtained that broken sword."

Li Chengfeng nodded, thoughtfully thinking: "So that's how it is, no wonder I was able to pick up this bargain.

However, I think his weapon refining level should only be at the Qi Refining stage. A rogue cultivator's weapon refining level is probably only able to make some simple low-grade spiritual weapons."

After a while, a withered and gloomy old man walked out from the front, looking more than fifty years old, his Qi Refining cultivation had reached the tenth level.

For this age, it is even more difficult to break through, because the body has begun to age.

The best age to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage is before the age of fifty. Beyond this age, it becomes more difficult year by year.

The old man's eyes were bright, looking at Li Chengfeng, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist is Tian Ku, I, Zhang Da, a rogue cultivator, have come for that broken sword, right? Since you know this sword is extraordinary, it is not impossible to get it. Follow me."

The other party was straightforward, and Li Chengfeng nodded in agreement: "Fellow Daoist, please."

Zhang Da led him to a stone room not far away, which was where he refined weapons.

The room was filled with various broken magical artifacts, obviously for his research.

Zhang Da introduced: "I mainly study the formations on these magical artifacts. The way of refining weapons, in addition to material fusion, must also be engraved with corresponding formations on it to exert powerful power."

Listening to Zhang Da's introduction, Li Chengfeng had a deeper understanding of the way of refining weapons.

Li Chengfeng carefully observed the various materials displayed by Zhang Da, including broken magical artifacts, magical treasures that had lost their spiritual power, and so on, a dazzling array of dozens of them.

Seeing this, Zhang Da's face flushed and he urged: "Fellow Daoist Li, if there is anything you like, I can sell it to you."

Li Chengfeng shook his head and said bluntly: "I can't stand these garbage goods at all.

I only care if you have that broken sword. If not, don't waste our time, the time in the cultivation world is very precious."

The old man laughed and agreed: "Fellow Daoist Tian Ku is right, time is life.

In fact, I have tried many methods to integrate this broken sword.

I once thought of using it as a magic weapon for sale, which might make a lot of money, but unfortunately my weapon refining level is limited and I am really unable to do anything.

And this sword body is powerful, I have always used it as a defensive magic weapon, and I am really reluctant to sell it.

As for the sword hilt, I felt it was not very comfortable to use, so I sold it to you. Now, if the sword can be reunited, maybe there will be another opportunity."

Saying that, the old man took out half of the sword body from his storage bag and handed it to Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng took the sword body, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and carefully looked at it.

Although this half of the sword body was broken, it still exuded a sharp sword intent, as if it could be unsheathed again at any time, cutting through all obstacles.