Chapter 70: 70. Chapter 70: Wan Fa (Celebration for Alliance Leader

70. Chapter 70: Wan Fa (Celebration for Alliance Leader "Tao Le Ge Ji Mo")

Through Wan Fenglin's narration, Fang Xing finally learned that the Great Desolate Land was very large!

This side was just the barbaric land of the Great Desolate, and tens of thousands of years ago, many cultivation sects came here to open up wasteland, laying the foundation for the Profound Heaven Sect and many other major cultivation sects.

Those original Great Desolate Lands turned into a paradise for cultivators.

And the area near Qinglin Market was an undeveloped area, which continued to be opened up by the Profound Heaven Sect.

'Wan Fa Shang Ren' was a famous cultivator back then, known for his exquisite and extensive spells.

You know, it often takes a long time for a cultivator to learn a spell.

If it is contrary to one's own spiritual root attribute, it is even more troublesome, consuming a lot of effort, and the proficiency and power are often not as good as those that match the spiritual root.

But that Wan Fa Shang Ren had amazing talent, known as "Master of Ten Thousand Laws." Not only the five-element spells, but also alien-attribute spells such as wind, thunder, and ice, he knew everything and was proficient in everything.

It is said that he learned any spell at a glance and became proficient in it immediately. He was accepted as a disciple by the "Wan Fa Sect" of that year, but because of his inferior spiritual root, he was long unable to advance to a true disciple.

Later, I don't know what happened, he rebelled against the sect, but he went all the way to Foundation Establishment and Nascent Soul... and even condensed an Immortal Golden Core that was more extraordinary than the High-Grade True Core, and when he came back, he wiped out the entire Wan Fa Sect!

His strength, even among a group of Nascent Soul Zhenjuns, belonged to the top!

Later, he even advanced to the Nascent Soul perfection realm and disappeared strangely!

"At that time, some people guessed that Wan Fa Shang Ren should have gone to find his own opportunity to form a Nascent Soul... Every Nascent Soul perfection cultivator, who doesn't want to achieve Nascent Soul and have a thousand years of life?"

Wan Fenglin sighed at the end: "I didn't expect that Wan Fa Shang Ren finally sat down in this secret realm... The Profound Heaven Sect came in large numbers, clearly also coveting the inheritance and accumulation of the Wan Fa Sect... and even the secret of how Wan Fa Shang Ren could cultivate to Nascent Soul perfection with inferior five-element spiritual roots!"

"It is indeed very tempting... No wonder even the Nascent Soul Zhenjun of the Profound Heaven Sect came."

Fang Xing touched his chin, a bit enlightened: "So many cultivators refuse to leave... I am afraid they are convinced that the Nascent Soul sect in the developed wasteland will definitely fight back? Or even very soon?"

Cultivators divided the Great Desolate Land. Those that had already been opened up were naturally developed wastelands, and those that had not yet been developed were undeveloped wastelands.

Undoubtedly, the Profound Heaven Sect's mountain gate was located in the developed wasteland, and the danger was much less.

And Qinglin Market was in the undeveloped wasteland, surrounded by wild ancient forests, demonic beasts running rampant... but all kinds of resources were also the most abundant.

"Exactly, but even if those sects kill back later, we can't bear to part with this market and spiritual land..."

Wan Fenglin echoed and looked at Fang Xing fawningly again.

Fang Xing smiled slightly, threw out a handful of low-grade spiritual stones, and walked away.

"Respectfully send off Fellow Daoist!"

Behind him, Wan Fenglin bowed deeply and greedily threw himself on the ground, picking up the low-grade spiritual stones.

Suddenly, he looked around like a thief, rolled up his stall, and ran away.

Not long after walking out of the market, two people walked toward him abruptly.

"You..."

Wan Fenglin was shocked. Before he could speak, he saw the two people, one casting a talisman and the other offering a mid-grade magical tool flying sword, the blade of which was chilling, and killed him.

Boom!

This talisman was the "Soul-Shaking Talisman," making Wan Fenglin sluggish for a moment, and the flying sword turned and killed him in the blink of an eye.

The dharma robe on his body tried to flicker, seemingly wanting to condense a defensive light shield.

But those patches were like black holes, beginning to swallow spiritual power, flashing a group of disordered spiritual energy.

Pfft!

Wan Fenglin's head flew up, full of unbelievable looks.

"Hehe... I thought it was some kind of powerful character, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable."

These two bandit cultivators sneered, stepped forward to roll away Wan Fenglin's package, money bag, and magical tools, and left swaggeringly.

Speaking of which, this Wan Fenglin was also unlucky.

As an alchemist, he was originally wealthy, with many good things, and even more life-saving items.

But after experiencing a disaster, not only did his cultivation plummet, but his family background was also poor, and he couldn't even bear to patch his dharma robe when it was broken, so he had to patch it himself. As a result, his craftsmanship was not up to standard, and in the end, he sent his own life away!

'He died just like that?'

On the roof not far away, a yellow warbler bird stared at this scene and transmitted the picture back to Fang Xing's glasses.

'It seems that this Great Alchemist Wan had a miserable life, completely different from the sharpness of fighting in the valley before...'

'Moreover, this person is surnamed Wan, and he is so familiar with Wan Fa Shang Ren. I almost thought he was a descendant of Wan Fa Shang Ren... although Wan Fa is a title, it is also normal to use the title as a surname to commemorate the glory of ancestors...'

Fang Xing put away the monitor with an expressionless face.

He deliberately gave so many spiritual stones and showed them to outsiders, just to pit Wan Fenglin.

Wan Fenglin pitted him once, and he pitted the other party once, which was considered even.

Cave black market.

In front of the pill stall.

Miss Xiao Rui Rui saw Fang Xing, who was dressed in a black robe and big and thick, and her small face turned a bit pale with fright: "This... this distinguished guest, I wonder what kind of pills you want?"

"Am I that scary?"

Fang Xing was a bit speechless. Today, he received the treatment of being watched as soon as he entered the black market, and all the cultivators he met were respectful, which was simply sick.

"The distinguished guest is of course not scary, but wiping out the Thirteen Guardians of the Heavenly Gang is quite scary... Distinguished guest... no, Senior, have you already reached Foundation Establishment?"

Seeing Fang Xing's gentle demeanor, Miss Xiao Rui Rui's courage grew a little, and she asked cautiously. "Not yet..."

Fang Xing shook his head, took out the box containing "Whale Elephant Paste," and asked: "Do you have this, or a substitute for this kind of body-refining spiritual paste?"

Miss Xiao Rui Rui took it carefully and took out a spiritual talisman.

Seeing Fang Xing's gaze, she explained: "This is the 'Medicine Identification Talisman,' which can identify medicinal properties..."

'Let me see... this is much more professional than that old man Wan...'

He muttered in his heart, and then heard Miss Xiao Rui Rui say: "This ointment is refined with the flesh and blood essence of Rank 2 Yao beasts, and the spiritual herbs matched are shallow in my knowledge, so I can't identify them..."

If it were an ordinary guest, she would have stopped there.

But looking at Fang Xing, and thinking of the instructions from above before, Miss Xiao Rui Rui said: "However, our proprietor might know more clearly..."

"Your proprietor?"

Fang Xing became interested: "Oh? Then can your pill workshop provide this kind of ointment, or similar pills?"

"It should be possible. Our pill workshop has heard of the distinguished guest for a long time, and the proprietor wants to see the distinguished guest very much." Miss Xiao Rui Rui said.

"Fine, you choose the time, I choose the location."

Fang Xing said in a rough voice.

He had a group of drones and could observe the venue in advance, so safety could be guaranteed.

After making an appointment for contact with Miss Xiao Rui Rui, he came to the stall of the Fire Refining Workshop again.

The old man who set up the stall was still there.

Seeing Fang Xing, he took the initiative to stand up and salute: "Long has seen that Fellow Daoist could bring the magical tools of the Black Absolute Great Tiger and Zhou Tong before, so I know that Fellow Daoist is definitely not a thing in the pool. Fellow Daoist did a great thing before..."

'It seems that my action of wiping out the Heavenly Gang is quite correct. Now even the perfection Qi Condensation cultivator has to treat me respectfully...'

Fang Xing smiled in his heart, not showing it at all on the surface: "I have always been kind to others, it was that Luo Hong who was relentless..."

As he said, he took out the Jade Spring flying sword and some low-grade magical tools.

The Long-surnamed old man's eyelids twitched.

He thought to himself that even if it were him, if he were surrounded by the Thirteen Guardians of the Heavenly Gang, he was afraid that the outcome would not be much better.

Thinking of this, he looked at Fang Xing with more flattery.

"These magical tools, a total of 1,300 spiritual stones, what does Fellow Daoist think?"

"Fine."

Fang Xing nodded in agreement, thought for a while, and asked: "Do you have any saber or sword over three feet long here? It must be made of good material and be the toughest..."

Blood-refined magical tools were actually of no great use to him.

Even the strength of only being comparable to low-grade magical tools was gradually unable to keep up with Fang Xing's progress.

He now wanted a sharper and tougher sword or long saber.

So that every time he encountered High-Grade magical tools, he wouldn't have to be tied up and dare not collide head-on.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful his saber technique and sword technique were, they would break after a few collisions, and he could only go up with his bare hands, which was quite embarrassing in battle...

'If it really doesn't work, I can only go to the Blue Star Federation to buy alloy sabers and swords... The Federation has no control over this, but it is expensive, very expensive! The higher the level of the warrior, the more expensive the suitable weapon!'

'But if I do it openly, I don't have enough money, and it's a bit dangerous to go to the black market now...'

Fang Xing didn't forget his fishing plan. Now he must try his best to stay away from the black market to avoid being implicated.

"Want a saber or sword over three feet long? For flying knives and flying swords, that's a bit too long..."

A look of embarrassment appeared on the Long-surnamed old man's face, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up: "I don't know if Fellow Daoist has any requirements in other aspects... do you want a Rank 2 spiritual tool?"

"Rank 2 spiritual tool?"

Fang Xing was taken aback.

Qi Condensation cultivators could only use Rank 1 magical tools, and Rank 2 spiritual tools were almost exclusively for Foundation Establishment cultivators.

As for Rank 3 dharma treasures? That was even more precious to Nascent Soul Zhenjuns.

However, he quickly came back to his senses: "Fine... could it be that you have Rank 2 spiritual tools for sale here?"

"There are... Fellow Daoist will understand after seeing it."

This Long-surnamed cultivator clearly had a storage bag, reached out and wiped his waist, and there was an extra long sword like green jade, its sword light like a pool of clear water.

"This..."

Fang Xing took it and felt that this sword was sharp and unparalleled. Even with his current skin, he could feel the intense chill when holding the hilt.

"This is a Rank 2 Low-Grade spiritual tool—'Qing Hong Sword'! It is refined from Rank 2 Long Elder Qingmu... This Long Elder Qingmu is a special spiritual plant. It grows to Rank 1 in ten years, and Rank 2 Low-Grade in a hundred years. If it continues to be cultivated for nine hundred years, it will grow into a quasi-Rank 3 spiritual plant when it reaches one thousand years..."

The cultivator surnamed Long sighed heavily: "This sword was originally the personal sword of a Foundation Establishment elder of our... Profound Heaven Sect. That day, he encountered a Rank 3 Great Yao. The Great Yao spat out a mouthful of poisonous gas, corroding that Foundation Establishment elder until not even bones remained. The Azure Rainbow Sword was also tainted, its internal arrays completely destroyed, becoming a useless sword... which I picked up."

With this degree of damage, even if he went outside and found a Rank 2 refiner, he would be powerless.

Not to mention, there was no Rank 2 refiner in Qinglin Market at all!