Sword Venerable Ling Tian

However, Ling Tian and Yue Shan suddenly stopped in front of a small store.    

The Monk followed Ling Tian's gaze and saw that Ling Tian seemed to be very interested in the rows of Weapon hanging on the walls of the hall.    

"Why, little brother wants to choose a Weapon, but you should be a Refiner yourself, don't tell me you are lacking a Weapon?"    

The Monk asked doubtfully.    

"Just looking around."    

Ling Tian stepped into the store, and the manager of the hall had already came out to welcome him. When he saw Monk, he immediately said respectfully: "Master President."    

"Mn, I will accompany Sir Ling Tian to take a look."    

Monk suddenly straightened his back, and said with an imposing manner.    

Ling Tian swept his gaze across each and every Weapon. Indeed, Ling Tian did not like these Weapon at all, they were all very poor, and many of them were broken ancient items. Who knows which grave they were dug out from.    

However, among these broken Weapon, there was really a treasure.    

His gaze finally landed on a shattered Weapon in the corner of the wall.    

"Can you take out the last row of Weapon s for me to take a look?"    

Ling Tian suddenly said.    

Naturally, he would not reveal his preferences.    

Seeing the Monk giving him a look, the manager did not dare to reject and took out the dozens of Weapon s.    

Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, everything. However, Ling Tian's gaze stopped at the last Weapon.    

It was a bunch of fan-bone.    

However, the surface of the fan-bone had disappeared, and its surface was full of rust. The Soul of Artifact inside was also gone.    

It could be said that this piece of trash was worthless.    

However, Ling Tian could clearly recognize that the fan-bone's entire body was forged using the Little Fairy Material, Blazing Wind Gold Drill. Even though it had been refined over an unknown period of time, with a thick layer of rust and impurities covering it, it still couldn't escape Ling Tian's sharp senses.    

This Blazing Wind Gold Drill was the highest quality material, even more precious than a single piece of Lava Blood Gold. However, it was just like the Lava Blood Gold, only very few people knew of it.    

And this fan-bone used a lot of materials, so it could be said to be extravagant. One could only imagine, at that time, what kind of glorious divine weapon was this sharp blade.    

There weren't many refining materials in this world, and with the fan placed in the corner, it was obvious that no one could recognize it.    

"What's the price for the last three items?"    

Amongst the dozen or so Weapon s, Ling Tian had picked three that had the worst appearances, and all of them were inferior to the Soul of Artifact s within, of which the fan-bone were also amongst them.    

"This... These three should at least cost ten million spirit stones, right? "    

The manager scratched his head.    

"What?" Do you think I don't know what is good for you? Although Weapon s are worth a lot, but these three are trash, aren't you talking about selling them for ten million? "    

Ling Tian sneered.    

His cultivation was extremely high, and as a President of a merchant guild, his knowledge and experience was also extremely broad. However, looking back and forth, he couldn't find anything special about these three Weapon.    

"Little brother Ling Tian, why did you accept this trash?" Monk asked.    

"I'm just curious, I just wanted to study the methods of artifact forging used by the ancients, but the truth is that these things are not that precious. Senior also knows, I am the Refiner." Ling Tian replied.    

"Oh, so that's the case. How about this, these three Weapon s are all given to young master as a favor, how about that?"    

Ling Tian was secretly pleased when he heard this.    

He calmly cupped his hands and said, "If that's the case, then I'll have to thank the Senior for his beauty."    

"No worries, it's just a pile of scrap metal."    

Ling Tian kept the Weapon and was escorted by the Monk to the entrance of the merchant guild.    

"Little brother, destitute monk won't send you off too far."    

"However, we will be friends in the future. In Da Huang State, all of us are called destitute monk. Don't call us Senior in the future, we are very close."    

The Monk said with his hands behind his back.    

"In that case, thank you Master Yifan today for helping me achieve my goal."    

Ling Tian cupped his hands again in thanks.    

The President of the Chamber of Commerce personally receiving him was something he had never expected.    

"Haha, it's just a small matter. There will be more opportunities for cooperation in the future. However, seeing that Young Master is in such a hurry to increase your cultivation, destitute monk should be participating in the Grand Desolate Competition in three months, right? "    

The Monk suddenly said.    

"That's right."    

Ling Tian did not deny it.    

Oh, that's great. Looks like this year's Grand Desolate Competition won't be too boring. At that time, destitute monk will also go watch.    

The Monk's eyes moved as he said.    

"Of course, if that's the case, I will take his leave."    

With that said, Ling Tian cupped his hands together and disappeared.    

"Ling Tian..."    

One Fa Fan Monk muttered to himself, and in the next moment, his figure dispersed into the Air.    

In the pavilion in President.    

The manager of the Chamber of Commerce who had brought Ling Tian here before was respectfully standing below, and looking at Monk Yifan, whose back was facing him and who was deep in thought with his hands behind his back, he thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and asked: "President, is there a problem with Ling Tian?"    

"Him?"    

"I can't say, but he gives me a very strange feeling."    

Yifan turned around and said with a frown, "Old Sun, you have followed me for so many years. You should know about the matters regarding Tang Sect as well. My Heaven and Earth commerce market belongs to the Tang Sect."    

"This subordinate naturally knows that the Tang Sect is hidden from the world. In a while, there will be three halls. They are Heaven and Earth commerce market, Divine Martial Hall, Frozen Heart Hall and Alchemy Hall. The Heaven and Earth commerce market provided the entire Tang Sect with the resources to operate. President is also an existence within the Tang Sect s, only second to Tang Sect s. "    

The deacon said.    

"No, you're wrong, Sect Leader is in the Hidden Dragon Hall which is located above the third pavilion, it is far from what I can compare to, and the secret of Tang Sect is something that you and I cannot understand."    

However, that Yifan Monk shook his head, "Back then when my Floating Temple was destroyed, when Sect Leader saved me from the hands of the Demon Mage, I swore to follow him my whole life, to do everything I can."    

"But do you know why I, Yi Fan, stayed in the White Cloud City for five hundred years?"    

he asked suddenly.    

Guard Sun shook his head, "If President doesn't say, this subordinate will never ask."    

"Hehe, I'm waiting for someone."    

His monastic robe brushed across the painting in the middle hall, and four lines impressively appeared on it.    

Deacon Sun looked up and frowned as he read it out loud.    

There was a world between his brows.    

The Seven Stars Abyss in his palm.    

Eighteen Nine Heart Slaughters.    

The patrolling men were invincible.    

"Ss, this poem is so strange, I don't understand it."    

Deacon Sun read it several times, but still shook his head.    

Not to mention you, no one will understand the Three Pavilion in a while. However, Sect Leader told me to come to the White Cloud City and the others before she left me with this poem.    

"Do you know why I care so much about Ling Tian? It's precisely because there's a Heaven and Earth mark between his brows!"    

"This is the only one I've seen in my five hundred years of waiting!"