Renegade Immortal

The middle-aged man said respectfully that it was a flying sword. The junior saw it and saw that it was extremely ordinary. It might have some magical powers, but it was not too powerful. This type of magic weapon does not comply with the trading regulations of our Baohe Building. "

He did not dare to be disrespectful at all to the old man in front of him. Although this old man's cultivation was only in the early stage of divine transformation, he still had an identity in Baohe Tower. Moreover, the middle-aged man vaguely knew that this old man had even reached the middle stage of infant transformation. It's just that he was injured too much and fell to the state of transformation.

The old man looked at Wang Lin's disappearing figure in the distance, with a trace of doubt in his cloudy eyes, but soon he shook his head, turned around and walked back to Baohe Building.

"There is something familiar about this back..." The old man's figure looked extremely tired. He returned to the building and sat on the rocking chair in the side hall. He touched his chest bitterly, sighed, looked at the ground, and remained silent. .

Wang Lin left Baohe Tower and walked towards the elegant Qingzhu Pavilion. Although the pavilion was not big, it had a sense of simplicity and elegance. When he stepped inside, Wang Lin looked around. There were wooden latticeworks against the walls everywhere. Inside were small boxes that were opened one by one. Inside were rolled up yellow silk cloth, containing various magic weapons, elixirs, and other items.

There was a young scribe sitting in the shop. He was holding an ancient book in his hand and was reading it with relish. When he noticed Wang Lin coming in, the young man put it down and said, "Although our shop is not big, the items are quite complete. I don't know what you want." Need something.”

When he saw Wang Lin in the early stages of his cultivation, he was not arrogant like Baohelou, but was easy-going and enthusiastic.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, patted the storage bag, held the flying sword in his hand, and said, "Fellow Taoist, can you keep this sword?"

The young man took a first look at the flying sword. He frowned slightly and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Taoist, this sword is... nothing more. Can you let me take it and look at it carefully?"

The young man had an extremely easy-going attitude. Wang Lin put his right hand forward with a smile, and the flying sword immediately flew towards the young man gently. After the man took it, his consciousness swept through it and said: "This sword is relatively ordinary, I'm afraid... …Huh!!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he immediately opened his eyes wide and stared straight at the ugly-looking flying sword in his hand, with even more shock in his eyes.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Wang Lin, and said quickly: "Fellow Taoist, the magical powers in this flying sword are all one by one." "You can tell just by looking at it!" Wang Lin said with a smile.

The young man took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart. When he was observing the sword with his spiritual consciousness just now, there was actually a magical power in the sword. He could not see any clues about this magical power, but the waves of coercion coming from it made him feel uncomfortable. His soul was shaken.

He circulated the spiritual power in his body and integrated it into the flying sword. His spiritual power had just touched the magical brand in the flying sword.

This sword immediately burst out with a strong sword energy, and at the same time, the young man had the illusion of being in harmony with it.

There was surprise in his eyes. This sword has not yet activated its magical power, but just by virtue of its spiritual power fusion, it can be classified as a magic weapon.

He did not try his magical power immediately, but controlled the sword and pointed at the huge high-grade original spirit stone outside the shop. Suddenly the sword glow roared, the sword flashed out, turned into a long rainbow and went straight to the spirit stone without any trace. As soon as the sound came out, the sword penetrated directly from the high-grade spiritual stone under the young man's sunlight, and turned into a rainbow and flew back.

"What a sword!!" The young man looked at Feijian with admiration in his eyes, but there was a hint of regret as he said: "Such a fusion can be called a mid-level spiritual treasure. It is so sharp that it is more than a high-level one. But it's a pity that this The sword cannot match, what a pity, what a pity!”

As he spoke, he activated the magical power in the flying sword. In an instant, the pupils in the man's eyes shrank suddenly. He watched helplessly as the flying sword disappeared in front of his eyes. The next time it appeared, it was ten feet away.

"This one one one one one one"

The young man's body was shaken, and he immediately walked out of the shop. With a wave of his right hand, the flying sword immediately teleported back. The young man's eyes were no longer filled with ecstasy, but with shock. He took a breath and pointed at the huge original again. Lingshi, the flying sword suddenly teleported and appeared in the Lingshi, penetrating through the rain.

"This...this is, this is teleportation!!!" The young man opened his eyes wide. "Immediately recalled the flying sword and held it in his hand. There were huge waves in his heart. Generally speaking, the flying sword cannot leave the imprint of teleportation. Because the sword body cannot withstand the rapid friction during teleportation. In addition, there are also One thing is, if you don't have the cultivation level of Tongtian, you can't make the teleportation mark engraved in the body of the sword.

What's more important is that even if you have the cultivation level of carving, unless the skill is extremely high and the artistic conception is special, you cannot make the mark in the sword body last forever.

Wang Lin's artistic conception is the cycle of life and death, which makes the teleportation in the flying sword, to a certain extent, endless, but if the balance is broken, it will also become invalid. The young man grabbed the flying sword and quickly returned to the shop. He looked at Wang Lin and said quickly: "Fellow Taoist, our shop wants this sword! One hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, is enough?" Wang Lin frowned slightly, and this was in front of him. The young man's cultivation level is too low and he uses spiritual power to control it. He only wielded one-tenth of the power of this sword just now.

Seeing Wang Lin frowning, the young man pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Fellow Taoist, I can add up to fifty thousand high-grade spiritual stones. Although this sword is a top-grade spiritual treasure, its value is already extremely high." Do you have a baby here? Become a monk? Wang Lin asked with a frown.

The young man was startled, with displeasure on his face, and said: "What do you mean, fellow Taoist? Do you think that I am not sufficiently cultivated to be able to see the merits and demerits of flying swords? Seniors in the infant transformation stage, we have them in our shop. Since you said so, I'll invite you!" The young man patted his storage bag, and a jade slip flew out immediately. He sent out a few words in a message, and the jade slip turned into blue light and flew out of the shop and disappeared. When the jade slip came out, the young man sat on the chair, saying nothing, just playing with the flying sword in his hand.

With Wang Lin's cultivation level, Junran would not be able to compete with such low-level monks. His state of mind had reached that of a first-generation master. At this moment, he couldn't help but laugh, and looked at the magic weapons in the grids around him.

In contrast, after a while, this young man lost his composure and looked at Wang Lin from time to time, with surprise flashing in his eyes. In his opinion, although the monk in front of him was only in the late stage of pill formation, he suddenly felt like he saw the family patriarch or even an elder.

The other party's casualness and plain expression were not what a Danjie monk should do, but this person's cultivation was indeed at the Danjie stage. It was not that he had not considered that the other party had concealed his cultivation, but this Qingzhu Pavilion There is a formation set up by the family elders. As long as your cultivation level has not reached the peak level and you enter the formation, you will immediately have nothing to hide.

Not long after, a breeze blew from outside. After the wind passed, an old man in green clothes stepped into the attic. The old man stared at the flying sword in the hands of the young man at the first sight. There was a faint flash of light in the sunlight. .

When the young man saw the old man, he immediately stood up and said respectfully: "Junior Sun Mo, I have met the elder."

The old man hummed softly, glanced at Wang Lin, and said calmly without showing any change in his expression: "Is this the person who asked for the magic weapon to be tested?" The young man quickly agreed and respectfully handed over the flying sword in his hand.

The moment the old man entered, Wang Lin glanced sideways and looked away. This man's cultivation had reached the late stage of infant transformation and was not perfect, but he had obviously experienced life and death for a long time, and his character had been tempered. He met on the road of competition. The four little guys are much deeper.

The old man stopped talking nonsense, grabbed his right hand, and the flying sword fell into his hand. His consciousness swept through it, and shock appeared on his usual face. "Elder, this junior sees that this treasure is..." The young man stood aside and was talking when he saw the old man raised his head and stared, and the young man immediately swallowed the second half of the sentence.

The old man flicked the flying sword with his left hand, and a crisp sword cry immediately echoed, and the sound was as beautiful as the sound of nature. The shock in his eyes became even more intense. With a wave of his right hand, the sword immediately flashed out and disappeared. This time, it moved directly thousands of miles away.

The next moment, the flying sword suddenly appeared, hovering around the old man's body, with immortal energy emanating from it, turning into a sharp sword energy that refused to give up.

What's more important is that there were actually streaks of electric light swimming above the flying sword. The old man took a breath, stared directly at the electric light, pondered for a moment, and tried to raise his fingers and touch the electric light. A soft "bang" echoed, and the old man's face instantly turned pale. He stepped back a few steps. It took him a long time to recover. Not only did he not look angry, but he showed rare ecstasy in his eyes.

The young man saw this scene from the side and was completely stunned at the scene. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the flying sword under the control of the old man actually... had immortal power! "Immortal treasure... this... this is an immortal treasure..." The young man was stunned.

"It's not an immortal treasure, it's a fake fairy treasure! It has the power of great teleportation. In addition, the strange thunder and lightning is what makes this treasure so precious. Without this thunder and lightning, this treasure can only be regarded as an ordinary fake. Immortal treasure, but with this trace of thunder and lightning, it makes this thing very different!" The old man did not deliberately hide it, and looked at Wang Lin as he spoke. "This thing was given to you by your family elders, are you sure you want to sell it?" "Three thousand immortal jade!" Wang Lin did not answer, but quoted the price.

The old man's sunlight condensed and he looked at Wang Lin carefully. Without saying a word, he patted the storage bag. Immediately, a pile of fairy jade appeared on the ground, exuding strong fairy power and filling the entire Qingzhu Pavilion.

Wang Lin flicked his sleeves and put the fairy jade into his storage bag.

"Do you have any other fake immortal treasures?" The old man looked at Wang Lin and asked.

Wang Lin's expression remained as usual. He touched the storage bag and immediately took out a bronze mirror and threw it to the old man.

The old man took it, and after just one glance, his expression immediately changed drastically. He was even more shocked than when he saw the flying sword before. He lost his voice and said: "Inherit the fake fairy treasure!!"