Chapter 1,112 The Mysterious Store Opens

A piece of news quickly spread around Polaris.

The notorious old demon Ling Tian was trained into the holy realm by a mysterious man, but was killed by the latter casually.

As soon as the news came out, the whole world was shocked.

"He is an unparalleled powerhouse from the upper realm of China!"

"I have been to China, checked the portraits, and finally learned that this person is actually the leader of the Piaomiao Sect, Ye Feng!"

"hiss!"

"He is actually the head of Ye who can become the 'three most powerful men in China' together with Tiandao of China and Emperor Skeleton!"

Countless news spread across Polaris.

More and more practitioners are discussing this.

On the street that experienced the war.

Several quasi-sages sat in the teahouse, sighing.

"If we had known that the other party was Master Ye, we should have knelt down and licked him at that time. Maybe we could also get a golden elixir that can be used to improve our cultivation."

"well!"

"It's too late to say anything now!"

The faces of these quasi-sages were filled with sadness, but most of them were still aggrieved and uncomfortable, as if they had eaten three kilograms of flies.

…

Two days later.

China, Piaomiao Peak.

Ye Feng found that more and more reputation points and power of faith were coming to him, and he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

“A trip to Polaris kills two birds with one stone!”

Ye Feng is very happy.

This time I went to Polaris and not only obtained the first Immortal Fighter at the Holy Realm level, but also gained countless reputation points and the power of faith. It can be said to be a real huge profit.

"Boundary Lord!"

A dull voice sounded.

Ye Feng looked at the sound.

Standing behind him was a burly figure wearing dark golden armor and holding a long sword. He was none other than the old demon Ling Tian who had been transformed into an immortal warrior.

"General Lingtian!"

Ye Feng smiled.

After the soul of the dead was branded in the town, Ye Feng erased most of the memories of Old Demon Lingtian during his lifetime, retaining only the opponent's fighting instincts, magical powers, worldview and other information.

Subsequently, a Saint-realm thug named "Lingtian Warrior" by Ye Feng was born.

"It's a pity that it's just an ordinary saint."

Ye Feng whispered.

Having said that, the appearance of General Ling Tian still had a big impact on the town's boundary monument and even the entire Misty Realm.

As the boundary monument collects more and more dead souls, the power of the world in the Misty Realm will become stronger.

"Go around and inspect the surroundings." Ye Feng ordered.

"Yes." General Lingtian waved his sword and stepped on the magic mist, patrolling around the Piaomiao Sect.

As soon as there is a situation, he will report it immediately.

Buzz!

At this time, two figures came to Ye Feng, one on the left and one on the right, floating half a foot above the ground. They were the forging furnace and alchemy furnace that had successfully overcome the tribulation.

Today's forging furnace is already at the Manifest Saint level. If there are enough materials, it can create holy weapons of the same level in batches.

As for the alchemy furnace, it has been promoted from seven stars to nine stars.

His rank has also been successfully raised to the Saint level.

"Go and refine elixirs and weapons!"

Ye Feng patted the forging furnace and the nine-star alchemy furnace. They trembled slightly and seemed very excited. He immediately ran to the spiritual pool in the central courtyard and continued to refine weapons and alchemy.

"It's time to open the mystery shop."

Ye Feng looked at a dark golden castle not far away.

That's the mystery shop.

At this moment, dozens of disciples were standing in front of the door, all looking at the countdown at the door.

"Creak" sound.

The door to the mysterious shop is finally open.

The disciples walked into this huge castle with anticipation and excitement. They saw countless hanging cargo cabinets and found many light groups placed on them.

As long as you touch the light ball with your hand, you can know what kind of treasure it is, what it does, and how much it sells for.

"Ten thousand year dragon python skin!"

"This is the best raw material for making talismans. The price of a single piece is only 10,000 spirit stones!"

"Deep sea glass beads!"

"I touched the Nine-Star Thunder Dragon spine!"

"There is actually a ten thousand-year body-tempering spirit milk!"

The disciples looked at these light groups and couldn't help but reach out and touch them to obtain the information inside, and then started a discussion.

"Unfortunately, some secret treasures are too expensive."

"Senior brother, can you lend me some spiritual stones?"

"How much do you want?"

"Thirty thousand yuan!"

"Get lost! You don't even have that many spiritual stones if you sell me."

The disciples present gathered together the spirit stones one after another, and some asked others to borrow them. Some even sent letters with their swords flying, asking the elders of the clan to send the spirit stones over quickly.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

More and more disciples flocked to the mysterious store, using the existing spiritual stones or treasures to exchange for the required secret treasures, and then left with a satisfied look on their faces.

Not long after, a figure entered the place.

This is a girl wearing the uniform of a fifth-generation disciple. She is not weak in cultivation and has sharp eyes. She is the fifth-generation senior sister Ding Qingshu.

"I've met Senior Sister Ding!"

All the five generations of disciples present saw Ding Qingshu and immediately raised their hands in salute.

"Hello, junior brothers and sisters!" Ding Qingshu returned the greeting, then saw the stairs in the corner of the mysterious store and walked up curiously.

The second floor of the castle.

As soon as she entered this place, Ding Qingshu found that she was shrouded in a layer of pale white mist, and her aura was not exposed.

"What is the second floor used for?"

Ding Qingshu couldn't help but blinked.

"This is the place where the world trades."

A gentle voice sounded, making Ding Qingshu look solemn. She quickly looked around, but she didn't find the person who spoke, but she was still very respectful.

Because the person who spoke was Ye Feng.

"Master, what is the 'place of trading in all realms'?"

Ding Qingshu looked around and asked curiously.

"The mysterious store can communicate with all the worlds. Anyone who is destined can come here to trade. When entering this place, the body will be hidden and cannot attack the other party. Only transactions are allowed."

Ye Feng explained.

"So it still has this function." Ding Qingshu nodded thoughtfully.

Howl!

Suddenly a strong wind swept across the second floor, causing a curtain of light to appear in front, reflecting a certain world.

in the screen.

It is a vast mountain range.

A Demon King at the Divine Origin Realm was being besieged by hundreds of powerful practitioners and was killed on the spot not long after.

Suddenly!

An illusory castle emerged in mid-air, attracting the attention of these practitioners. They immediately divided the demon emperor's corpse, then flew to the castle and pushed in the door.

…

The top of Piaomiao Peak.

"The first time I opened it, I actually got through the fairy world. It's really a fate!"

Ye Feng looked at the mysterious store and murmured.

…

The second floor of the Mystery Shop.

Ding Qingshu saw with her own eyes that hundreds of practitioners in the picture passed through the light curtain and came to the front. Their bodies were covered with fog, making it difficult to see their faces and unable to feel their cultivation.

"Where is this?"

A certain cultivator spoke with a hoarse voice that had obviously been processed by the mysterious shop.

"This is the trading place of all realms. You can trade here and get what you need to buy."

Ye Feng's voice sounded very oppressive.

The hundreds of practitioners were a little arrogant at first, but upon hearing Ye Feng's voice, they immediately bowed their bodies and did not dare to be arrogant.

Tap tap tap!

Dozens more disciples walked from the first floor of the mysterious store to the second floor, their bodies wrapped in mist.

Since Ye Feng installed a stone tablet on the upper floor with the rules on the second floor of the mysterious store written on it, these disciples all know the function of this place.

"I have a deep sea glass bead with 80,000 spirit stones. Who wants to buy it?"

A certain third-generation disciple spoke immediately.

He bought this from the first floor for 40,000 spirit stones and planned to sell it at double the price.

Middlemen, make the difference!

"You actually have a deep-sea glass bead! Is this true? If possible, I am willing to buy it with 100,000 spiritual stones!" A powerful man from the Divine Origin Realm from the Little Immortal Realm immediately made an offer.

"Okay, deal!" The Piaomiao Sect disciple readily took out the Deep Sea Glazed Bead and reached a deal with the other party.

"Come on, let's trade too."

The remaining disciples spoke one after another.

They took out the secret treasures they bought on the first floor of the mysterious store, or the elixirs they didn't need, which attracted the attention of the practitioners in the fairy world.