In Lingxiao Palace, in an ancient palace, Changleshan was listening to the reply from his confidant disciples below.

"Fang Yi went to the Beiyuan World, but it only took half a day. After returning, he left Lingxiao Palace without staying."

Chang Leshan lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you know what he said to the sect leader?"

"This disciple doesn't know, but Fang Yi showed the token of the guest elder before leaving." The disciple said, "Fang Yi has not left Penglai Immortal Island yet, and is wandering around Tianxiao City, as if he is going to buy something, do you want me to go..."

"No need." Chang Leshan waved his hand and said, "I already know the matter, you can go down first."

"Yes, I will leave." The disciple bowed and left the palace, and Chang Leshan's figure also disappeared.

In a fairy mountain with abundant spiritual energy on Penglai Fairy Island, Chang Feng faced a cliff and closed his eyes and thought quietly.

Chang Leshan's figure suddenly appeared, and behind his hands, his eyes stared at Chang Feng's back and said, "Feng'er."

Hearing Chang Leshan's voice, Chang Feng immediately turned around and knelt down on the ground: "Chang Feng pays homage to the ancestor."

"Get up." Chang Leshan said: "The Fang Yi you mentioned is back. He just went to find Shen Tu Xiong."

"Oh? He's actually back?" When Chang Feng heard Fang Yi coming back, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I really didn't expect that Fang Yi wouldn't die in the space crack, but he could still return to Lianyun Sea."

Then Chang Feng shook his head helplessly and chuckled softly: "But it doesn't matter. Although my strength may not be as strong as him now, it is not that easy for him to kill me to take revenge."

Fang Yi is the guest elder whom Shen Tuxiong personally won over. Since Fang Yi has seen Shen Tuxiong, Shen Tuxiong must have informed Fang Yi of his identity. Even if Fang Yi wants to kill him to take revenge, he must consider the consequences. At least he is absolutely safe in Lingxiao Palace.

"Don't be too careless, don't forget that there is Tianxingtai in Lingxiao Palace." Chang Leshan reminded.

Chang Feng didn't care much and smiled and said, "Tianxingtai requires the two of them to agree. He invites me to Tianxingtai. I won't go. It's just a shameful person. It doesn't matter."

In Lingxiao Palace, disciples are prohibited from fighting privately, but if there is an irreconcilable conflict between disciples and disciples, they will make an appointment to fight at Tianxingtai. No matter who lives or dies, it is not considered a violation of the rules.

However, the life-and-death duel at Tianxingtai requires the two of them to agree. Although rejecting one side would be somewhat embarrassing, Chang Feng was not a person who cared about false reputation, so how could he be afraid of embarrassing?

"Besides..." A glimmer flashed in Chang Feng's eyes, "Feng'er had long been confident of overcoming the great disaster of the golden elixir, but it has been delayed until now, just to accumulate stronger. Otherwise, even if he achieved the golden elixir, he would be the weakest among the Jindan stage practitioners."

"With Feng'er's current accumulation, as long as he overcomes the great disaster of the golden elixir, his strength will be close to that of ordinary middle-level Jindan cultivators. In addition, the two magic weapons given by the ancestors will be truly on the Tianxing Platform, and it is unknown who will win the desolation."

Chang Feng remembered Fang Yi's performance on the battlefield outside the domain and said, "When talking about this, Fang Yi is indeed an alien. I don't know what kind of martial arts he practiced, and he can kill the early stage practitioners of the Golden Pill with his late stage strength. It is really incredible."

"I have heard of this matter, too." Chang Leshan nodded and said, "It's a pity that he knew the current affairs and received the token of the guest elders given by Shen Tuxiong. Otherwise, such a person would have been won over by the other two families."

Fang Yi's performance is too evil. As Chang Leshan said, even if Lingxiao Palace is not won over, Jiutian Palace or Wuji Palace will also win over Fang Yi.

The reason why Changleshan said that Fang Yi was still aware of the current affairs was that he knew that if Fang Yi refused all the three holy lands, the three holy lands would inevitably completely erase Fang Yi from the Lianyuan Sea. If such a person cannot be used by them, then there would be only a dead end.

"Old Ancestor..." Chang Feng thought for a moment and said, "If you have the chance, I hope the Ancestor can get rid of Fang Yi. Keeping this guy always feels like a disaster!"

Chang Feng is very sarcastic in Lingxiao Palace and does not care about the reputation of the first person under the golden elixir. Only a few people know his true strength. It is precisely because he knows in his heart that he is the first person under the golden elixir that he can not care about the reputation of the empty elixir.

But Fang Yi was really much stronger than him, and his cultivation level was even lower than him, which made Chang Feng treat Fang Yi as a thorn in his eyes, and he would not be happy if he didn't remove it.

"Let's talk about it if you have the chance. I've told you the matter, so I'll do it myself." Chang Leshan did not agree or did not agree. He responded casually, and his figure disappeared.

Chang Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"This time I went into seclusion, I missed the ten-year shooting of Penglai Fairy Island." Fang Yi walked casually on the streets of Tianxiao City, occasionally entering a shop to see if there are any materials suitable for refining magic weapons for his daughter.

"Senior, this is three thousand years of fire silk." In a shop, the guy introduced a ball of red silk to Fang Yi.

"Fang Yi, buy this fire silk first." The voice of Juntian Ding sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness: "This is indeed a three thousand-year-old fire silk that is enough. According to my judgment, it should be nearly five thousand years."

Fire silkworms are a kind of fire-attributed spiritual insects. They have no wisdom but have a long lifespan. Similar to ice silkworms, the silk threads they spit out are suitable for refining magic weapons. The longer the lifespan of fire silkworms, the higher the quality of the silk threads they spit out. Five thousand-year-old fire silkworms are extremely rare in the ancient world of cultivation.

"How many spirit stones do this fire silk require?" There was no price marked below the fire silk. Fang Yi asked casually, without revealing the intention of buying it, as if it was asking about the price of other products.

"Three thousand-year-old fire silk is extremely rare. If you want it, I will offer a real price, one hundred and thirty top-grade spirit stones." The guy looked at Fang Yi with a smile and quoted a price.

"One hundred and thirty top-grade spirit stones? Why, do you look like a fool?"

Fang Yi stared at his eyes when he heard this. You know, even if it is possible to refine a top-grade magic weapon, it usually only takes a dozen top-grade spirit stones. Even if it is better, dozens of spirit stones are enough. But the ball of fire silk in front of him cannot refine a pair of gloves, but it costs 130 top-grade spirit stones. The price is too exaggerated.

"Fang Yi, buy it, this value will not be at a loss." At this moment, the voice of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit urged Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness: "It's hard to find the fire silk that is nearly five thousand years old if you miss it."

In the Lianyun Sea today, although three thousand years of fire silk is rare, there are still some, but those that are nearly five thousand years old are hard to come by.

"In this way, how about a hundred top-grade spirit stones?" Although he knew that what Juntian said would not be fake, Fang Yi was still a little distressed and planned the price with the group.

"This..." The guy smiled awkwardly: "Senior, if you really want it, you can't sell it if you have a high-grade spirit stone, no matter how low it is."

"One hundred and ten spirit stones." Fang Yi added ten more.

The guy smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying a word.

"In this way, one hundred and fifteen spirit stones." Fang Yi said at the end: "If I don't sell it, I'll leave."

"Okay, there are only one hundred and fifteen spirit stones." The guy gritted his teeth and nodded.

Everyone was happy when they paid the money and delivered the goods in the other hand. For Fang Yi, a piece of fire silk that had been nearly five thousand years old can be used as the main material for refining gloves. For the guys, it was a high-priced material. Although fire silk is rare, it is too expensive and few people are interested in it. A ball of fire silk like this has been in the store for nearly a year, and there are many people asking for the price. Not to mention buying it, there are very few people who even price the price.

"Fang Yi, I know a weapon refining technique." The voice of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit said: "It can combine the two attributes of water and fire together, and its power is huge."

"Do you still know how to refine weapons?" Fang Yi was a little surprised.

"Tsk, it's because you don't have any knowledge." Juntian Ding Yield said: "In the ancient world of cultivation, every cultivator would more or less understand some methods of alchemy and weapon refining, but the level was different."

"Then what you mean is to buy another thousand-year-old ice silk?" Fang Yi asked.

"No, no, no." The voice of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit hurriedly said: "It's not possible for a thousand years, at least three thousand years. The closer it is to the quality of this fire silk, the better the effect of fusion."

Fang Yi was speechless when he heard this. After a moment, his spiritual sense rose to Juntian Ding and said, "I have almost been circulated by all the refining materials in Tianxiao City. Do you see any of them selling three thousand-year-old ice silk? Don't tell me to go to the other two holy places to buy them."

The last time I went to Wuji City was still vivid in my mind. Fang Yi didn’t want to cause any more trouble. Besides, even if I went there, I might not have any ice silk.”

"Hehe." Juntian Ding Yiling smiled and said, "You forgot that you have another identity, the uncle of the Sword Sect leader. You can leave this matter to the Sword Sect. I believe that with the power of the Sword Sect, it is not difficult to find a piece of three thousand-year-old ice silk."

"That's right." Fang Yi smiled as the uncle of the sword master, but I still have an identity. Is it easier to find this thing through Lingxiao Palace?"

Thinking of this, Fang Yi returned to Lingxiao Palace again to see Shentu Xiong.

"Aren't you leaving? Why are you back?"

When the two met, Shen Tuxiong couldn't help asking.

"That's right." Fang Yi said, "I want to refine a magic weapon recently, but I just lack a piece of refining materials in my hand. I want to ask if the sect leader can help me find it."

"Do you still know how to refine weapons?" Shen Tuxiong was a little surprised. Fang Yiman was only in his thirties or forties, and his strength was comparable to the early stage of the Golden Pill. In addition, he was already very outrageous. Now he suddenly told himself that he was missing a piece of refining materials.

Shen Tuxiong really wanted to ask Fang Yi what else you don’t know about.

"I understand a little bit, but I'm not proficient." Fang Yi said modestly: "I want a portion of three thousand-year-old ice silk, and I hope the sect leader can help me pay attention."

"Three thousand years of ice silk?" Shen Tuxiong glanced at Fang Yi and said, "If you are not proficient in it, you dare to ask for three thousand years of ice silk? That thing is not cheap, at least hundreds of top-grade spirit stones."

"The spirit stone is not a problem, please pay more attention to the sect leader." Fang Yi bowed.

"There were no ice silk from three years ago." Shen Tuxiong suddenly smiled and said, "But, there is a 4,000-year-old ice silk in the Lingxiao Palace treasure house. Although it is only one thousand years longer, the price is several times. Do you want it?"

"Several times?" Fang Yi was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, several times." Shen Tuxiong said with a smile on his lips, "What, I didn't expect it."

Fang Yi did not expect that the four thousand years of ice silk is several times that of three thousand years. According to the Juntian Ding, the ball of fire silk just now should be spitted by fire silkworms in the past five thousand years. In this way, the value is at least ten times, which is a huge profit.

"I have hundreds of top-grade spirit stones in my hand, and if the sect is willing to sell them, I will buy them." Fang Yi spent a lot of money to refine a magic weapon for Fang Fang.

"Last time you got the sect's raw stone from the Northern Yuan World, but there was no reward. This ice silk is considered as your reward." Shen Tuxiong said carefully: "Speaking of this, the sect still took advantage. Such a large piece of raw stone is far from comparable to that of ice silk."

"This... OK." Fang Yi hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed.

Fang Yi obtained the raw water stone from the Northern Yuan World for Lingxiao Palace. He was originally intended to repay Shen Tuxiong's life-saving grace, so he did not ask for compensation. As for ice silk, Fang Yi naturally wanted to buy it with spirit stones, so he tried not to owe Shen Tuxiong favors anymore.

But then I thought about it, since I had received the Guest Elder token again, I guess things will be indispensable in the future, and the ice silk is nothing to pay for the last mission.

Shen Tuxiong ordered people to take a wooden box from the treasure house, and from outside, they could ask for a fragrance. When they opened the box, there was a ball of silk that exuded a cold smell.

"It's indeed four thousand-year-old ice silkworm."
Chapter completed!