Chapter 109

The realm of truth cultivation is divided into: foundation building - Golden elixir - Spiritual Cultivation - Yuanying - xuanjing - Insight - peeping into the sky - Mahayana - crossing robbery.

In the air, streamers leap, lightning and thunder, fire rises and ice falls.

The fierce battle for magic weapons is becoming more and more intense. A good magic weapon is the second life of a friar and can enhance the strength of a friar several times. Facing the temptation of magic weapons, no one can calm down.

Only at the bottom of the fight, Song Fei made a fortune step by step.

Each magic weapon fragment may be only one tenth or one percent of the original magic weapon value, but it can't stand much.

When people are still struggling for a magic weapon, the fragments Song Fei unknowingly picked up are enough for the value of several magic weapons.

Not to mention that, Song Fei looked up and looked far away. In front of the road, there were glittering gold and magic weapon fragments all over the ground. No one cared. This sense of happiness came too strong.

The people on the head were beaten to death. Song Fei was busy below without delay. I really hope this situation can continue all the time.

These useless things to most monks have greatly completed Song Fei at the moment, and the points are rising point by point, which makes Song Fei add more and more confidence in the future.

Song Fei took a look at the points of the divine exchange system in his mind, which had exceeded 10000 points, and this score was still rising.

"Ding Dong, if you find half of the broken gas nail, you can exchange 560 points. Do you want to exchange it?"

"Exchange."

Every time the "Ding Dong" sound comes out, the word "exchange" has become Song Fei's subconscious response,

The battle between the strong in the xuanjing is more intense. For those treasures outside, they can get one easily, but no one reaches out to hook it.

The king of magic weapons that manipulated all kinds of magic weapons to attack, which has produced consciousness, is the goal in these people's hearts.

Even if you want to compete for other magic weapons, you must seize that magic weapon first.

The figure of xuanjing experts kept pressing on Baoshan, and more and more magic weapons attacked them. However, under the mysterious magic power of the xuanjing master, these treasures, which are also spirit level treasures, can only stop the decline speed of these people, but can not repel them.

"All Taoist friends, make more efforts. First force out the king of magic weapons, and then we will compete on our own." Feng Wang Songlang said.

"Still need you to say?" the tail of demon Wang Jinjiao slapped on Baoshan, which caused a strong vibration in Baoshan.

"Hurry up, or we won't have our share when the stronger comes." Feng WangSong hurriedly urged.

Baoshan trembled even more, as if it were a temporary struggle. Suddenly, the light on Baoshan rose sharply, and all the magic weapons emitted a strong and dazzling light. Then, the magic weapons seemed to suddenly lose their spirituality and spread out in all directions at a very fast speed. At this moment, it seemed that the magic weapons had lost control.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "Baoshan has been broken."

When Baoshan is broken, all the magic weapons fly disorderly. There are those who fly in the sky, those who fly far away, and those who fall in the mountains and rob magic weapons. Suddenly, they are in chaos. They have changed from treasure hunting to treasure hunting. Continuous mountains. At the moment, I don't know how many treasures are hidden. The monks drive the sword light and quickly chase after the dazzling streamer.

On Baoshan mountain, there is a golden pagoda. The color is not very flirtatious. It is sandwiched among many ordinary magic weapons and flies away in the distance.

Just flying out, not far in front of him, the old Panther rode the Panther across the air and grabbed the small tower with one hand. However, before he touched the magic weapon, a sword next to him suddenly stabbed him. Zhao Rongyi held a long sword and stared proudly at the gold tower. His eyes moved and stared at the small tower.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the king of magic weapons is a tower shaped magic weapon. It's good." Feng WangSong laughed and said, "since it's a treasure, I'm sorry to all Taoist friends."

"Every one has his own ability to win the treasure. You're a merchant. It's hypocrisy." Jin Jiao disdained the tunnel. The long tail of Hengtian suddenly photographed it. The people under the huge tail suddenly felt that the world was dark.

"The king of magic weapons is really deep and thick. It really doesn't look much different from ordinary magic weapons." a middle-aged strong man in the mysterious realm said in a deep voice. On his body, there was a raging fire, as if even the sky were burning. A fire burst out of him and greeted the giant tail photographed by Jin Jiao. However, his people stepped back and didn't seem to dare to shake it easily.

Under the giant tail, they retreated one by one. After all, the monster's flesh was strong, and the other was an aristocrat among the monsters. It was unwise to shake the flesh with him.

However, giving up the hard shaking on the flesh does not mean that there is no way to take Jiaolong. Mana forms various spells. Driven by xuanjing mana, even if Jiaolong's flesh is strong, he should be afraid of three points.

At this time, the small tower that everyone competed for suddenly erupted into a fierce golden light, floating in the air like a small sun. A momentum not weaker than the original purple artifact suddenly erupted from the small tower. Song Fei was far away and was stabbed by the golden light curtain.

"Yes, yes, yes. This is the power that the king of magic weapons should have." the old black leopard praised, but the long stick in his hand chopped it hard.

A new round of treasure hunt will begin again. The strong in xuanjing are always so eye-catching. At the moment, they have become the dazzling protagonists in the world.

The monks under the Xuan realm, let alone compete, can't even get close. As long as they get closer, they are hurt by the unpredictable magic fluctuation of the Xuan realm.

If you don't enter the mysterious realm, you will never know the horror of that realm.

Everyone silently competes for the magic weapon despised by the powerful in the xuanjing, which has become a foil to the existence of the protagonists.

Song Fei's left hand blocked his forehead and looked at the golden and dazzling tower in the air. A glimmer of greed flashed in his eyes. If such a magic weapon can be exchanged, I'm afraid it can exchange millions of points.

After taking a look, Song Fei silently put the stage under his head and the small tower, which is still very far away from him. First hold down his slightly impetuous heart and continue to pick up garbage. Compared with other monks, picking up garbage is really a very promising career.

Song Fei also wondered if the future gangs would open a shop to buy magic weapon waste products and recycle broken or unusable magic weapons at a low price.

That's a good idea.

From time to time, magic weapons fell and flew past Song Fei.

With the sound of "pa ~", there was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling on the ground not far from Song Fei's right. Song Fei glanced with Yu Guang. It turned out to be a bloody long knife. Song Fei had just made a change. A powerful man fell from the sky in front of the long knife and looked at Song Fei fiercely. The meaning was very obvious. If Song Fei wanted this bloody long knife, he would come and fight.

Song Fei smiled and continued to bury his head in picking up garbage.

The big man hugged his fist and said in a deep voice, "thank you." then he pulled out the long knife. However, if Song Fei didn't do it, it doesn't mean that others didn't do it. Sun Changsheng fell from the sky with a group of old people and threw himself at the big man.

Similar fierce battles started in various places, from following the magic weapon to now completely turning into a struggle between monks.

The looting in the air continues.

"Exchange ~" Song Fei saw that the points of the divine exchange system had exceeded 40000.

"You friar, it's really strange. Why do everyone rob magic weapons, but you have to pick up garbage?" a very nice girl's voice suddenly came in front of Song Fei.

Song Fei looked up and found that a big blue bird was burning a blue and red flame, flapping its wings slowly and stopping in the air. Its feathers were as green as jade. The big bird looked elegant, making people feel that it was as beautiful and noble as a princess.

However, the power fluctuation from the big bird makes Song Fei dare not underestimate her. Facing the big bird, Song Fei has a feeling of facing the wild beasts. Even if he does not reach Yuanying, he may not be far from Yuanying.

Song Fei smiled at the big bird: "people's cultivation is to cultivate their state of mind. The stronger their state of mind, the stronger their ability to cultivate. There is a saying in our sect that how big the heart is, how big the sky is. You see, this magic weapon in the sky is actually just a spirit tool level. If they work hard for spirit tools, their achievements will be limited to the spirit tool level."

For cultivation, Song Fei is a rookie among the rookies. Such words are just Song Fei's nonsense in order to pretend. People should measure their ability. If this beautiful bird, monster and beast goes crazy and wants to attack themselves, I'm afraid they can't run away. It's better to frighten each other with words and give her an unfathomable appearance. Song Fei doesn't know any profound cultivation truth.

Unexpectedly, the giant bird seemed to be fascinated by Song Fei's words, flapping its wings and said in a charming voice: "you human friar, speak well and reasonably. How big your heart is, how big the sky is. How big your heart is, how big the sky is."

The beautiful giant bird read silently.

Suddenly, the green bird asked curiously, "then why do you pick up garbage? Isn't that your achievement? Is it only as big as garbage?"

Song Fei really wanted to say that it's none of your business what I've achieved. Now everyone is in a hurry to win the treasure. Instead of going to win the treasure, you come to me, a novice of cultivation, and ask questions. It's too casual.

Fortunately, Song Fei practiced his lying skills and opened his mouth: "this is another realm. You say he is garbage, but he is an immortal tool here. What I picked up is an immortal tool. How can it be just garbage?"

"Oh, is that so?" the green bird pinned his head and looked very humanized, like a little girl thinking.

"Well, Taoist friends, you go now." Song Fei said kindly. Thinking in my heart, sister bird, don't bother me.

"Hee hee, I think your words are very reasonable. If I go to win the treasure, won't I achieve only the level of spirit tools?" said the green bird.

"You can think they are immortal tools." Song Fei said faintly.

"Then why don't you think they are immortal tools?" the green bird said again.

"Immortal tools are all over the ground. I've been picking them up." Song Fei's tone subconsciously felt a little impatient.

The green bird didn't seem to recognize it, and asked, "why don't you think those are immortal tools?"

"Because it's a spirit tool?" Song Fei said fiercely.

The green bird asked, "then why do I think it's an immortal tool? I also think it's a spirit tool."

Song Fei helped his forehead and said in secret, "God, what kind of evil do I do? When I encounter this curious baby who can't beat or catch up."