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"I don't have it, but a friend of mine does! He will sell this wood elf material at the Yiyuan Exchange Meeting the day after tomorrow."

Shi Feng looked at the other party calmly, "And we found out that Master Mo has been reluctant to advance to the golden elixir level because he has never found good materials suitable for refining the soul puppet."

"So, you thought I would be a good buyer, so you took the initiative to invite me to the Yiyuan Exchange Meeting the day after tomorrow."

Mo Renjie's imperial weapon was suspended in mid-air, with a calm expression on his face. When the rainwater fell and approached his body, it was blocked by an invisible air wall.

"That's right! We are doing business, and of course we hope to find some good customers. Mr. Mo is the young master of the sect, so he can definitely afford the price."

"No wonder the noble sect can make a fortune, it's such a good idea! But what is the grade of the spiritual materials in your friend's hand? Are you sure I can appreciate it?"

"Ghost-shouwu! It only grows in the ghostly land of Qingdi Valley. I wonder if Young Master Mo would like it?"

First he was shocked, and then a surge of ecstasy surged into Mo Renjie's heart.

He forced himself to calm down and asked: "How much does your friend want?"

"Haha, Young Master Mo should ask him personally when the time comes. I'm just here to deliver a message."

Before Mo Renjie could ask again, Shi Feng laughed loudly and said, "Okay! I've sent you the message. It's up to you whether to go or not. Goodbye!"

Amid laughter, Shi Feng jumped over the wall of the Taoist temple and disappeared into the heavy rain.

Mo Renjie's consciousness followed him until the opponent was out of sight. After all, he couldn't figure it out and didn't stop it.

The heavy rain gradually stopped, Shi Feng's magic power started to work, the water vapor in his body evaporated, and his clothes gradually dried at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He made a circle first to make sure that Mo Renjie was not following, then he returned to his true self and slowly returned to Pinghu Villa.

When I returned to the courtyard where I lived, as soon as I walked in, I bumped into Taoist Master Qianchu.

"Xiao Feng, you're back just in time. I'm looking for you!"

"What's wrong? Master."

Master Qianchu sighed repeatedly, "Xiao Feng, we missed a big opportunity. Did you know that there was actually snow mud glue for sale at the Zilai Pavilion auction this morning!"

Shi Feng pretended to be surprised, "Is this happening?"

"Yeah, who could have expected it! Oh, I know, even if I lose everything, I still want to take pictures of it!

But there is still a chance. I heard that the person who bought the snow mud glue was a demon cultivator, and he intended to transfer it at the Yiyuan Exchange Meeting in three days. "

"Uncle, are you going to participate in this Yiyuan exchange meeting?"

"Well, yes, this is your last chance, and you can't give it up no matter what. I came to you just to collect the spiritual stones you brought with you, and I will return them to you when I return to Shigu Mountain."

"Haha, Master, are you still polite to your disciples?" Shi Feng readily took out a bag and handed it over, "Master, have you seen enough?"

Taoist Qianchu opened it and saw a total of five or six hundred thousand crystals. He was shocked and said, "You are actually so rich. That's enough, that's enough."

"By the way, uncle, how can I participate in this Yiyuan exchange meeting?"

"The Yiyuan Exchange Meeting is also organized by the Qingcheng Sect. It's very simple to participate. All you have to do is have a cultivation level of Foundation Establishment or above and hand over 10,000 spirit stones."

"The entry fee is ten thousand spirit stones?"

"Yes! This is a small exchange meeting between monks. There are not many people participating. Everyone has a great background. They won't care about a mere 10,000 spirit stones."

Shi Feng asked, "Uncle, the Qingcheng Sect has already held several auctions, why are they still holding a Yiyuan Exchange Meeting?"

Taoist Qianchu put away the spirit stone and said with a smile, "You don't understand this. Some things can't be put on the market, and it's hard to sell them at auctions, and it's hard to buy them either.

At exchange meetings, it is an exchange between individuals. You can say what you want directly without any worries. Anyway, everyone is masked to hide their identity, and they will change when they see a fit.

Of course, whether you can change to something you like depends on chance. And with the Qingcheng faction in charge of hosting, there is no need to worry about anyone daring to steal the treasure on the spot.

Okay, I still have something to do with Yan Laoer. I’ll talk about it later. "

After Qianchu finished speaking, he hurried out of the courtyard.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Oh, Xiaofeng, tomorrow is the day of the weapon refiner test. How are you preparing?"

"Oh, my disciple has been preparing carefully these days!"

The horned demon dragon in the bones of the black turtle couldn't help but laugh, "That's nonsense! Old man, your precious nephew has been either drinking with beautiful girls or fighting with people in the past two days. How can he read a page of the book? Tomorrow The exam will most likely be bad."

.....

When Shi Feng was fighting fiercely with Mo Renjie in Xuandu Temple in the heavy rain, in a manor in the west of the city, an old man was standing under the eaves, looking up at the heavy rain outside.

He has a copper-colored face and is not tall, but his forehead is broad, his eyes are mysterious, and he is calm and intimidating.

After a while, with hurried footsteps, a young man with a black mole on the left side of his face walked into the yard.

If Shi Feng were here, he should be able to recognize that this person was Shangguan Xun, the young master of the Shangguan family who accompanied Mr. Kong on a tour of Shuiyun Valley with the two young ladies of the Ning family.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

The purple-faced old man nodded, "Xun'er, I just got the news. Do you know who Yan Laoer is going to send to replace Master Pan?"

"It's nothing more than Gang Leader Cao or Li Laosi."

"No, no, neither."

Shangguan Xun was stunned, "Aren't you going to send them two? Could it be that the old thief Yan has a back-up plan in reserve."

"That's right."

"who is it?"

"He is the nephew of Master Qianchu of Tai Chi Sect, his surname is Shi and his name is Feng."

"Shi Feng? My child has never heard of this name. What level of weapon refiner is he?"

The purple-faced old man tapped the railing with his fingers, "The strangest thing is this. According to detailed reports, the young man named Shi Feng is not an weapon refiner at all, he is of no quality."

"Nothing?" Shangguan Xun said with a smile, "Then how can he appear at the martial arts lecture of the mountain sacrifice ceremony?"

The purple-faced old man glanced at him and said, "Huh! You still don't think carefully enough. Have you forgotten that the Chengdu Prefecture will hold a weapon refiner test tomorrow?"

Shangguan Xun was stunned and said, "Could it be that this guy named Shi Feng is preparing to take the weapon refiner test tomorrow?"

"Isn't it possible? As long as he can pass the weapon refiner test before the mountain sacrifice ceremony is held, he will be eligible to participate! The Martial Arts Conference did not say how many years it takes for a weapon refiner to be eligible to participate."

"If that's the case, why should father worry? This person has just taken the test of a ninth-grade weapon refiner, and his level of weapon refinement can be imagined."

The purple-faced old man turned around and walked slowly into the house, "Xun'er, do you know what is the most important thing for someone to achieve great things?"

Shangguan Xun followed closely, "Please give me father's advice."

"It's caution! And the worst thing is to underestimate the enemy! Although this person named Shi Feng is taking the weapon refiner test for the first time, how do you conclude that his weapon refinement level is very poor?"

The purple-faced old man sat down, picked up the tea, took a sip, and then said, "Is it possible that this guy named Shi Feng is very good at refining weapons, but because he is a Tai Chi disciple, he doesn't pay much attention to refining. As a weapon master, that’s why I haven’t come to take the weapon refiner test for a long time.”

"This, this," Shangguan Xun muttered, "Of course this is also possible."

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty." The purple-faced old man put down his tea cup, "Although Yan Laoer is not as talented as his elder brother, he should not be underestimated. He is a cautious person. Since he abandoned Cao Li and used the unknown junior Shi Feng, then There must be something extraordinary about this Shi Feng.”

Shangguan Xun nodded, "Father's analysis is very accurate! This guy named Shi Feng is the nephew of Taoist Qianchu. Taoist Qianchu is a fifth-grade weapon refining master. If Shi Feng gets his true inheritance, his level may indeed be higher than that of Cao Li." The two of them may even be more powerful than the original Master Pan."

The purple-faced old man stared coldly, "Then how do you think we should deal with it?"

Shangguan Xun stretched out his hand and made a chopping motion, "Why don't we just follow the same method we used to deal with Master Pan? Let me arrange it..."

"No! Now and then, Villa Master Pan has traveled a long way to Chengdu, and we have many opportunities to take action on the way; and this Shi Feng has already arrived at Pinghu Villa, and there is a master who is in the middle stage of Jindan next to him. How easy is it to take action?

Besides, there are only a few days left before the mountain sacrifice ceremony. Even if we forcibly assassinate him, we will definitely attract criticism. The ancestors of the Mo family originally suspected that Master Pan was the one who did it. If we repeat the same trick and do it again..."

Having said this, the purple-faced old man shook his head repeatedly.

"If assassination doesn't work, can poisoning be used instead?"

"The results of assassination and poisoning are not all the same. Besides, after Master Pan's incident, Yan Laoer has been protecting the monks who are going to participate in the war. It is not easy to poison him."

Shangguan Xun thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any way, so he advised, "Father, even if this person named Shi Feng has some ability, he can't shake the overall situation. We have been planning this mountain sacrifice ceremony for a long time, and the Yan family is bound to lose." ”

"Hmph! It is precisely because our Shangguan family has been planning for decades that I cannot allow any mistakes. I have thought of a way. Go and invite Mr. He."

It was not long, Shangguan Xun accompanied a middle-aged Confucian scholar into the room, and the guests and hosts took their seats.

The purple-faced old man was very polite, "Mr. He, are you still used to living here?"

"Very good! I didn't expect Shangguan's family to have such a large manor outside Chengdu, with lush greenery and lush greenery. He always likes to live in peace and quiet, so he is very used to living there."

"That's good, Mr. He, please have some tea."

"Brother Wenhe, you and I have been friends for many years. If you have anything to do, just ask me, you're welcome."

The purple-faced old man Shangguan Wenhe laughed and said, "Yes, yes, Mr. He, then I will tell you directly."

He elaborated on the temporary substitution of people at Pinghu Villa and his plan to send Shi Feng to fight at the mountain sacrifice ceremony.

Mr. Na He was a fifth-grade weapon refining master and had never heard of Shi Feng. He was somewhat dismissive of Shangguan Wenhe's concerns. After the other party finished speaking, he said calmly, "Brother Wenhe, what are you going to do?"

"Mr. He, I remember, tomorrow's weapon refiner test, you are one of the nine masters, right?"

Mr. He stroked his beard and said, "Yes, that's right."

Shangguan Wenhe smiled slightly, "If this Shi Feng fails the test, he will not have the status of a ninth-grade weapon refiner, and will not be able to appear at the mountain sacrifice ceremony."

"I got you."

"I wonder if this will be too difficult?"

Mr. He smiled slightly and said, "What's so difficult about this? It's indeed difficult for me to help him pass the test, but it's not easy for him to fail!"