Zhang Hu stuffed all the sweet potatoes in his hand, swallowed it, and said: "Tengjiacheng is a large cultivation family in the north. It is said that there are masters in the Yuan Ying stage. If a cultivation person wants to enter the city, he needs to turn in a low-grade spirit stone. , If you live, you need to pay a medium-grade spirit stone every month. I have secretly searched some of these young spirit stones, and it should be enough for half a year."
Wang Lin touched his chin, and said, "Zhang Hu, is there a trade fair in this Teng family city?"
Zhang Hu nodded and said, "Yes, there will be a large-scale trade fair every month, and people from nearby cultivators will come. Are you going to change something?"
Wang Lin nodded and said with a smile: "Why, don't you welcome me to go with you? I don't have many spirit stones, I rely on you."
Tengjiacheng is a prestigious cultivation family in the northern part of the Zhao Kingdom. The ancestor of the family, Teng Xingsen, had successfully given birth in nearly 500 years, so he did not participate in the extraterritorial battle of the cultivation country above the fourth level.
At the same time, he is also the guest of Wufenggu, with a high status and aloof status.
Tengjiacheng, because of such an ancestor, even if it is not a big group, no one wants to provoke it.
The trade fair in Tengjiacheng provides a platform for many cultivators. On the first few days of each month, Tengjiacheng will be very lively.
With more people, there will naturally be some frictions, and even those who have longed for it are inevitable to meet and fight each other. In view of this, the ancestor of the Fuji family, Fuji Xing Sen, imposed a ban on fighting against the Fuji family.
Those who are in the city are strictly prohibited from fighting.
As soon as this order was issued, the entire Tengjia City was taken seriously. In addition, after Fuji Xingsen made several attempts to destroy the two masters of the Dan-condensation period, everyone who came to the Tengjia City strictly abide by this prohibition order.
On this day, two Changhongs flew in the sky and stopped outside the Tengjia city. One of them said: "Wang Lin, flying and fighting are forbidden in this Tengjia city, so we can stay here."
These two people are Wang Lin and Zhang Hu.
Wang Lin glanced away, and looked at the Tengjia City in front of him. This Tengjia City is actually not big, far from the size of the city, and it is almost the same to say that it is a town.
At the gate outside the city stood two disciples of the Fuji family with smiles, responsible for receiving pedestrians and issuing pass cards.
A glimpse of the divine sense, the two of them immediately had no secret in Wang Lin's eyes. They were both in the third stage of the Qi Condensation Stage, just like Zhang Hu.
Looking at the long line of entering the city, Wang Lin was not in a hurry. He stood at the end with Zhang Hu. In his spare time, he spied on his spiritual sense. Everyone in front of them all had different levels in the condensing period, and the highest was just The thirteenth floor.
After waiting for a long time, it was the turn of Wang Lin to enter the city. At this moment, a figure flew from a distance from the sky, exuding a powerful aura, Wang Lin's consciousness swept away, and he was immediately shocked. , This person looks young, with a gloomy face, about thirty years old, but he has already reached the foundation-building period.
This person came to the city gate in an instant, swept his sleeves, and suddenly a strange wind appeared. Most of the people were blown by the strange wind and scattered around involuntarily. Some people with low cultivation level were even blown away. Fell to the ground and rolled.
The same is true for Zhang Hu's body. If Wang Lin hadn't grabbed it, Dingren would have been pushed far away.
Wang Lin was also blown back a few steps, his expression was as usual, and he looked at each other coldly.
The man hummed, stepped towards the city gate, and threw a waist card. The two Teng family disciples immediately looked very respectful, and one of them personally accompanied him and walked into the city.
"What kind of cultivation is this person? How can he have such power when he flips his sleeves?" Zhang Hu asked with envy in his eyes.
"The foundation building period." Wang Lin said lightly.
At this time, it was his turn to enter the arena, Zhang Hu hurriedly stepped forward to pay two low-grade spirit stones, and walked into the city gate with Wang Lin.
Obviously Zhang Hu had been here many times, and he took Wang Lin to find an inn in the city. After paying two middle-grade spirit stones, he booked two rooms.
"There are not many spirit stones. I hope that the 500-year-old ginseng can be sold at a good price this time. By then, we will be half of the two of us." Zhang Hu smiled to Wang Lin.
The two chatted for a few more words, and then went back to their rooms.
Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the room and took out the flying sword and scabbard from Master Zhang Hu. After looking at it for a long time, his eyes flashed, he threw the flying sword, and pinched his right hand, a golden light rushed out of the flying sword. , Disappeared, and suddenly the flying sword seemed to have regained its vitality, and immediately buzzed, as if it was spiritual, it was about to rush out of the room.
As soon as it rushed to normal, the flying sword seemed to hit an invisible wall. It quickly turned back and rushed in other directions. After being blocked by the invisible wall several times, the flying sword hummed loudly and the sword tip was fierce. With a swing, he stabs at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and he patted his storage bag calmly. After the life-saving jade talisman was sacrificed, he pinched the formula with both hands, and the jade talisman flashed a golden light. The flying sword seemed to be afraid of the golden light, and quickly backed away.
When Wang Lin called with his right hand, Jin Guang stopped chasing and wandered around Wang Lin's body. Looking at the flying sword again, he dared not step forward, turned his head and hit the surroundings, the frequency getting faster and faster.
Without blinking his eyes, Wang Lin opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of spiritual power, and quickly wrapped the flying sword, the flying sword flashed suddenly, and immediately disappeared in place, appeared at the door of the room, and was about to rush out.
At this time, its color quickly changed from black to blue, the light was slightly dimmed, and even the buzzing sound weakened a lot.
Without saying anything, Wang Lin pointed his right hand, the golden light hovering outside his body immediately rushed out, and instantly caught up with Feijian.
The flying sword hummed sharply, and slowly backed away under the intimidation of the golden light, but it flashed again soon, disappeared in place, and was already in the window when it appeared.
The color instantly changed from blue to green, exactly the same as when Wang Lin and Bai Zhan did not enter the scabbard many days ago.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, as if he had realized something. The teleportation of this flying sword was obviously related to the color. If it was not controlled by the master's spiritual power, it would consume a lot of teleportation.
"The more spiritual the magic weapon, the harder it is to sacrifice it. Even if it kills its owner, it takes a lot of effort to sacrifice it into one's own things." Situ Nan's voice sounded leisurely.
Wang Lin squinted his eyes. This flying sword had spirituality and had the ability to teleport, which he knew before. The more so, the stronger his heart to sacrifice this treasure.
Seeing that the flying sword was about to fly out of the window, Wang Lin didn't say anything about the jade symbol on his right hand, and immediately another golden light shot out. Two golden lights one after the other, quickly blocked the flying sword, allowing the flying sword to teleport again. Once, she was missing and couldn't get rid of the golden light.