Chapter 59 Return to the Cloud Mist Market (Please read on!!!)

Seeing that the sword was successfully refined, Ling Pengyun raised the corners of his mouth slightly and muttered to himself.

"Enhanced spiritual consciousness is indeed of great benefit to refining weapons. The difficulty of refining this sword just now is much lighter than before."

After sighing secretly, he closed his eyes and began to walk into the "cultivation" that he wanted to do at the end of the day.

For the next nine days, Ling Pengyun continued to refine the Green Bamboo Sword every night, failing six times and succeeding three times.

Including the previous refining time and the last ten refining materials, Ling Pengyun refined a total of four green bamboo swords.

And this also indicates that Ling Pengyun's success rate in refining the Green Bamboo Sword is about to reach 40%.

With just ten weapons refining materials, he succeeded four times, but the value was too small. Ling Pengyun didn't dare to confirm whether it was due to his good luck, so he refined an extra green bamboo sword.

A value like the success rate requires multiple tests before a conclusion can be drawn.

The next morning.

In order to truly confirm whether his success rate in refining the Green Bamboo Sword had increased to the fourth level, Ling Pengyun planned to go to the Yunwu Market to buy some refining materials, and by the way, he could also buy some other spiritual objects that he still longed for.

After not avoiding going to Yunwu Market, Qingshi Village and Qingshi Mountain were in danger.

He found Ling Dong, the head of Qingshi Village, and Ling Jinxian, who was stationed at the Xuanshui iron ore vein in Qingshi Lake, and told them that he would be leaving for a while before leaving with peace of mind.

When he went to look for Ling Ruxian in the mineral veins, Ling Pengyun also took a look at the ten mining puppets that Bailingmen lent to Ling in the early stages of Qi training in the Xuanshui mineral veins.

Ling Pengyun was amazed by the puppets that could work continuously as long as they provided spiritual stones.

After leaving the mineral vein, Ling Pengyun waved out the green leaves, stepped on them, and flew westward.

It’s no joke that these green leaves can travel 1,500 miles in a day. Before the sun set, we arrived at the Yunwu Market.

As soon as Ling Pengyun was about to step into the market, he was stopped by a rickety old man wearing the blue robe of the Yunwu Wen family who was stationed at the entrance to Fangshi.

"Do you have a pass?"

Ling Pengyun saw that sitting at the entrance of the Yunwu Market, it was not the familiar face from the previous visits to the Yunwu Market. He was a little confused, but he didn't think much about it and bought the market pass he had bought with a piece of spiritual stone. The cards were handed over to the rickety old man for inspection, and then he entered the market smoothly.

Just like the previous visits to Yunwu Market, as soon as he entered the market, he went to the "Lingxiao Rice Hall" opened by his family in this market.

Ling Rushui, the "lonely" person in charge of the rice hall, was overjoyed when he saw Ling Pengyun arriving. He took Ling Pengyun and started chatting.

From Ling Rushuikou, Ling Pengyun, who had been stationed in Qingshi Mountain all year round and seldom went out, also heard news that shocked him.

That was half a year ago, the Yunwu Wen Sect was beheaded by a demon cultivator because a tribesman stationed in the low-level Lingshan Mountain. Following the clues, he learned that the demon cultivator "Old Demon Li" wanted to attack the entire Wen Sect in the late stage of foundation building in Yunshui County. A matter of taking action.

Knowing that the family was in danger of annihilation, the Wen family secretly found the other four foundation-building families in Xiehuaishui County, convinced the other four foundation-building monks, and quickly found Old Demon Li and beat him to serious injuries. Hundreds of demon cultivators under his command also suffered heavy casualties.

Wen Xianren, a late-stage qi-training monk who was stationed at Yunwu Market, also died during the "Demon Rebellion", and Wen Ruoli, a late-stage qi-training monk from the older generation of the Wen family, was stationed at the market.

Ling Pengyun's heart moved slightly, muttering to himself. "I didn't expect that I would be involved in such a thing."

It was not difficult for him to guess that the demon cultivator Ling Ruishui mentioned about beheading the Wen family members stationed in the lower-level Lingshan clan was the one he killed.

When he left Yunwu Market and was chased by the demon cultivator, he did not tell others. This was done to avoid worrying the family elders. After all, the matter was over and there was no point in talking about it.

As for the death of Wen Xianren, a late-stage qi-training monk who was originally stationed at the entrance of Yunwu Market, Ling Pengyun found out why when he entered Fang Market today, he saw an old man of the Wen family sitting in charge and had no other feelings.

Ling Rushui on the side said with emotion after telling the story about "Old Demon Li". "It's good luck. If it weren't for the origin of the demon-killing chaos, the Qi-training demon cultivator who killed the Wen monk was eager to sacrifice the magic weapon and rashly attacked the Yunwu Wen monk and the ordinary people. I'm afraid the Wen family wouldn't have been able to find out. It’s possible that Old Demon Li will take action against the Yunwu Wen Sect. Now that there is no more Yunwu Wen Sect in the world of immortality, I, the old man, will also die because of this.”

"Fifteen great-grandfather, don't talk nonsense. You are blessed with profound blessings. You will definitely live to be a hundred years old and enjoy your old age in peace." Ling Pengyun said.

"I'm still enjoying my old age. I have no children, so you can support me in my old age." Ling Rushui joked.

Ling Pengyun's expression moved slightly when he heard the words. He saw the serious look on Ling Chengshui's face. Thinking of the kindness Ling Chengshui had treated him over the years, he paid attention in his heart and spoke firmly.

"Of course, as long as my fifteenth great-grandfather is willing, I will definitely serve you when you grow old, and my father and mother will do the same."

"Good boy, I love hearing this. I take it seriously." Ling Rushui laughed.

The two chatted for a while, and Ling Pengyun also informed Ling Ruishui of the happy news that his cultivation level had reached the sixth level of Qi training.

This also made the old man Ling Rushui happy for a while, as if he had made a breakthrough in his cultivation.

From this incident, it was not difficult for Ling Pengyun to see that Ling Rushui really wanted him well.

After Ling Rushui calmed down, Ling Pengyun also got down to business. He handed over the three inferior green bamboo swords in his storage bag to Ling Rushui and put them in Lingxiao Rice Hall for sale.

The inferior green bamboo swords were not presentable. No one would buy them except those poor casual cultivators.

And the remaining fourteen medium-quality green bamboo swords in his storage bag, Ling Pengyun planned to sell them to the family to supplement the family's magic tools.

He was the family's weapon refiner. Although the family gave him two hundred pieces of weapon refining materials for free, this favor was too great. Ling Pengyun did a favor and sold the refined green bamboo swords to the family. It was nothing.

Besides, the Ling family is very rich. He has as many as fourteen green bamboo swords. If he sells them by himself, unless he goes to a market like Huaishui Market, it will be difficult to sell them in a short time in Yunwu Market, where there are at most a hundred people every day. It is better to wait for some time and sell them all to the family to save trouble.

"By the way, Pengyun, these are the thirty spirit stones you sold for the three inferior green bamboo swords that you put in the shop to sell when you came to Yunwu Market last time." After Ling Rushui took the five flying swords handed over by Ling Pengyun, he thought of something, patted the storage bag on his waist, took out thirty spirit stones from it, and handed them to Ling Pengyun.

"Fifteenth great-grandfather, I'm going to the Yunwu Refining Hall next door to buy a defensive magic weapon and a spirit storage magic weapon, and I'll be back soon." Ling Pengyun nodded and accepted the spirit stones, and asked.

Since he cultivated the first-level middle-grade spells of Water Arrow Talisman and Water Shield to perfection half a year ago, he has been very confident in his own strength.

Moreover, he has now broken through to the sixth level of Qi training, and his strength has greatly increased.

According to his estimation, his strength should be the strongest level of the middle stage of Qi training, and even, if he is more confident, he can fight against the seventh-level Qi training strongman.

Therefore, he is not afraid that there will be thieves in this small market who will be interested in him because of the large amount of spiritual stones he spent in the market. Even if he can't beat him, he can at least run away.

"You can go to buy spiritual objects in person. Now your cultivation is pretty good. When I was victorious, I was only the sixth level of Qi training. You can protect yourself. But you need me to go with you. I am familiar with Wen Ruojing, the owner of the Yunwu Refining Hall, and I can also negotiate some prices for you." Ling Rushui asked.

Ling Pengyun heard that he could save spiritual stones to buy magic tools, so he naturally would not refuse.

The two masters walked side by side, left Lingxiao Rice Hall, and headed straight for Yunwu Weapon Refining Hall.