Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Zhang Yuanjing reached the entrance of the Wu Feng Pavilion and heard a bustling noise from the hall on the first floor, which was in stark contrast to the deserted streets outside.

Three young cultivators at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining stood at the entrance, skillfully greeting guests.

Most of the cultivators entering and exiting were Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, with the occasional Qi Refining stage cultivator accompanying their elders.

"Senior, are you here to sell materials or buy spiritual weapons? Wu Feng Pavilion is dedicated to serving you!" The round-faced, small-eyed cultivator on the left greeted him with a smile, his eyes narrowing into slits.

"Selling materials, and if I see something I like, I'll buy a few items!" Zhang Yuanjing said casually.

He scanned the pavilion with his divine sense, seeing everything clearly except for two secret rooms with restrictions, the situation inside unknown.

"Alright, Senior, this way please. This is Room B, Number 7, which specializes in purchasing materials." The round-faced cultivator welcomed Zhang Yuanjing into the hall on the first floor, leading him to the left.

In the center of the hall was a display stand selling spiritual weapons, surrounded by twenty or thirty cultivators, discussing the characteristics, advantages, disadvantages, and prices of the spiritual weapons in the cabinet.

On the left and right sides of the hall, there were more than a dozen small rooms separated by exquisitely carved wooden panels with runes, most of which had cultivators talking or trading inside.

The person in charge of receiving guests in Room B, Number 7, was an old man in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, with disheveled sideburns, white hair, a face full of wrinkles, and a pair of bright, black eyes.

He gestured to the Qi Refining cultivator to leave, then smiled and bowed to Zhang Yuanjing, saying, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist! I am Yu Yifeng! Thank you for patronizing my Wu Feng Pavilion! Please, have a seat!"

The small room had no door and was open, facing directly into the hall.

Inside the room, against the back wall, were two red lacquered armchairs, with a three-foot-high square coffee table in the middle.

On the coffee table were a white porcelain teapot and three inverted white porcelain teacups.

Zhang Yuanjing returned the bow, introduced himself as Zhang, gestured for Yu Yifeng to sit, and then sat down in the chair.

Seeing Yu Yifeng pick up the white porcelain teapot to pour tea, he quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Fellow Daoist Yu, please wait, Zhang is pressed for time.

These are the materials I want to sell, please take a look!"

He took off a storage bag from his waist and handed it to Yu Yifeng.

Yu Yifeng quickly put down the teapot, took the storage bag, and his face immediately showed surprise, then he said in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, the value of what you are selling exceeds ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, I need to report to the person in charge before I can give you a price!"

After Zhang Yuanjing entered the Core Formation stage, he gave a few Foundation Establishment items to his disciples and disposed of most of them, leaving only a few that were rare or had commemorative significance, stored in a corner of his storage bracelet.

What he took out at this time was nothing more than some unused pills and spiritual materials, but all of them were of high quality, so the value was naturally considerable.

Zhang Yuanjing nodded, indicating that Yu Yifeng should report it himself.

After about a quarter of an hour, Yu Yifeng came down from upstairs, walked quickly into the small room, and said to Zhang Yuanjing with an apologetic smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, our shop's person in charge invites you.

He will personally discuss the transaction price with you.

I wonder if it is convenient for you?"

Zhang Yuanjing came here with the purpose of finding this shopkeeper, so he stood up immediately: "It's no problem, please lead the way, Fellow Daoist Yu."

Yu Yifeng led Zhang Yuanjing to the second floor, but did not stop, and continued to the third floor.

The second floor only had a circle of display cabinets in the middle, which was much smaller than the first floor.

On the third floor, there were no display cabinets, but instead, there were rooms for receiving guests, four on the left and right, and one at the top facing the stairwell, but the door was tightly closed.

The reception room at the top was one of the two places with restrictions.

Yu Yifeng walked straight to the reception room on that side, reached out and pushed open the door, then stepped aside and invited Zhang Yuanjing to enter.

Zhang Yuanjing scanned with his divine sense, his eyes moved slightly, and then returned to calm.

He stepped into the room and saw a long red wooden table in the center of the room, with four yellow high-backed chairs on each side.

Two seven-foot-tall men were already sitting on the chairs closest to the door.

He smiled lightly and released a wisp of his aura.

Of the two people sitting, one had already stood up to greet Zhang Yuanjing, while the other sat with his eyes closed, seemingly lost in thought.

However, when Zhang Yuanjing released his aura, he suddenly opened his eyes, his lightning-like gaze focused on Zhang Yuanjing's slightly disguised face, and he stood up with a whoosh.

"Yu Xiang, Yifeng, you two go out first!"

His voice was somewhat hoarse, but full of undeniable authority.

Yu Yifeng and the person who had stood up earlier were both stunned, but they didn't ask any questions, and immediately bowed and quickly walked out of the room, closing the door tightly.

"Brother Zhong, fifty years have passed in a flash, your demeanor is even better than before!" Zhang Yuanjing said with a smile.

The seven-foot-tall man in front of him was Zhong Bixing, who had saved Zhang Yuanjing's life in the Xuan Yin Cave.

At this time, his aura was deep and restrained, much stronger than when he had just entered the Core Formation stage.

Zhong Bixing grinned and said, "How can I compare with Brother Zhang, just that wisp of aura far exceeds mine."

Seeing that Zhang Yuanjing was still standing, he quickly said, "Brother Zhang, please sit down!"

The two sat down facing each other, looking at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Zhong Bixing coughed lightly and said, "After Brother Zhang formed your core, I don't know where you went?

Over the years, I have never heard any news about you in the north and south of Longshan Marsh."

Zhang Yuanjing sighed with emotion and said, "I went to the northern lands, dealt with some matters, fulfilled some wishes, and experienced many dangers, and the gains were not small.

Brother Zhong, have you been in this Immortal City all the time?"

A complex look flashed in Zhong Bixing's eyes, with envy and loneliness, and he still said in that dry voice: "I am a disciple of the Heavy Sword Sect, and I have been stationed in this city for more than twenty years under the orders of my sect."

He seemed unwilling to talk about his own affairs, and immediately changed the subject and asked: "Since Brother Zhang has left, why did you return to this place of strife?

If there is nothing important, it is best to leave quickly.

There are still several Core Formation cultivators in the Immortal City, and if they find out about your whereabouts, there will be a lot of trouble."

Zhang Yuanjing smiled and said, "I came here to retrieve an item, which I have already obtained, and I am about to leave.

Because I passed by the Immortal City and heard that the five factions have Core Formation cultivators stationed in the city, I wanted to come in and see if Brother Zhong was in the city.

Fortunately, I was lucky and really saw Brother Zhong, this trip is complete!"

Zhong Bixing was stunned and asked, "Brother Zhang entered the city specifically to find me?"

"That's right!" Zhang Yuanjing nodded, "Brother Zhong, you and I have saved each other's lives, and we can be called friends in life and death.

Since I passed by this place, I naturally wanted to visit you.

Otherwise, if I missed the opportunity, I don't know when I will be able to see Brother Zhong again!"

A look of emotion appeared in Zhong Bixing's eyes, and he cupped his hands and said, "I am very honored that Brother Zhang values me so much.

I have always had a wish, which is—"

He was about to say something more, but he didn't know what he thought of, and his words stopped abruptly.