Chapter 79: Refining the Flying Sword

  Zhang Hu stuffed all the sweet potatoes in his hand into his mouth, swallowed them and said: "Tengjia City is a relatively large immortal family in the north. It's said that there are Yuan Ying period masters. If an immortal wants to enter the city, they need to pay one low-grade spirit stone. If they want to live here, they need to pay one mid-grade spirit stone every month. I've secretly collected some spirit stones over the years, which should be enough for half a year."

  Wang Lin rubbed his chin and said, "Zhang Hu, is there a trading fair within the city of Tengjia?"

  Zhang Hu nodded and said: "Yes, there is one every month. A large trading conference will be held at that time, and nearby cultivators will come. Do you want to exchange something?"

  Wang Lin nodded and smiled: "What's wrong, aren't you welcoming me to go with you? My spiritual stones are not many, I'm relying on you."

  Teng Family Castle, a renowned immortal family in the northern part of Zhao State. The founder of the family, Teng Xianlin, successfully closed his infant and did not participate in the war outside the fourth-level cultivation country for nearly 500 years.

  At the same time, he was also a guest minister of Wu Feng Valley, with a high status and an extraordinary identity.

  Tōke-jō, precisely because of this ancestral origin, even if it's not a major school or faction, no one dares to provoke them.

  The transaction meeting of Teng House Castle also provides a platform for many cultivators, and the first few days of each month are always bustling with excitement.

  As the number of people increased, some friction was inevitable, and even those with good intentions would sometimes come to blows. With this in mind, Fujiwara no Kamatari, the founder of the Fujiwara clan, issued a decree prohibiting fighting within the castle walls.

  All those within the city walls are strictly forbidden from engaging in combat.

  As soon as the order was issued, the entire Teng House Castle became solemn, and after Teng Xiangsen took action to eliminate two Nascent Soul stage experts several times, everyone who came to Teng House Castle strictly followed this ban on fighting.

  On this day, two long rainbows flew in the sky and stopped outside the Teng Family Castle. One of them said, "Wang Lin, flying and fighting are prohibited inside the Teng Family Castle, so we can stay here."

  These two men were Wang Lin and Zhang Hu.

  Wang Lin's eyes scanned the scene before him, sizing up the Teng House Castle. The castle was actually not very large, far from being a city in scale, and could be considered a small town at best.

  Outside the castle gate stood two smiling Fujiwara disciples, responsible for receiving travelers and issuing passes.

  A glimpse of insight, and the two cultivators' cultivation levels were immediately no longer a secret to Wang Lin, both being at the third layer of the Qi Condensation stage, just like Zhang Hu.

  Looking at the long queue of people entering the city, Wang Lin was not in a hurry. He stood at the back with Zhang Hu, and during his spare time, he probed with his divine sense. The people ahead were all at different levels of the Qi Condensation stage, with the highest being only at the 13th layer.

  After waiting for a long time, just as it was about to be Wang Lin's turn to enter the city, a figure suddenly flew in from the distant horizon at high speed, emitting a powerful aura. Wang Lin's divine sense swept over him, and he was immediately shocked in his heart. This person looked young, with a gloomy face, around thirty years old, but had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

  He instantly arrived at the city gate, swept his sleeve, and a strange gust of wind appeared. Most people were blown away by this strange wind, involuntarily dispersing in all directions. Some with lower cultivation were even blown to the ground, rolling around.

  Zhang Hu's body was also like this, if it wasn't for Wang Lin grabbing him with one hand, he would have been pushed far away.

  Wang Lin also took a few steps back, his expression unchanged, coldly staring at his opponent.

  He let out a soft hum, stepped towards the city gate, and tossed out a token. Two disciples of the Teng family immediately became extremely respectful, with one of them personally escorting him as they walked into the city.

  "What kind of cultivation is this? How can a simple flick of the sleeve have such power?" Zhang Hu asked, his eyes showing envy.

  "The foundation period." Wang Lin said calmly.

  It was their turn now, Zhang Hu quickly went forward and handed over two pieces of low-grade spirit stones, then walked into the city gate with Wang Lin.

  Zhang Hu had apparently been there many times, and with a familiar air, he led Wang Lin to an inn in the city. After paying two mid-grade spirit stones, they booked two rooms.

  "Ling stones are scarce, I hope this time that 500-year-old ginseng can fetch a good price, and when the time comes, we'll split it half and half." Zhang Hu said with a smile to Wang Lin.

  The two of them chatted for a few more sentences before each returning to their own rooms.

  Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the room, took out the flying sword and scabbard given by his master Zhang Hu, looked at it for a long time, then his eyes flashed, he threw the flying sword, his right hand pinched a seal, a golden light burst out from the flying sword, dissipated into thin air, suddenly the flying sword seemed to have regained its vitality, immediately humming a sound, as if it had spirit and was about to rush out of the room.

  Just as it was about to reach him, the flying sword seemed to crash into an invisible wall and quickly rebounded, charging in another direction. After being blocked by the invisible wall several times, the flying sword hummed loudly and its tip suddenly swung towards Wang Lin, stabbing at him.

  Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged, he didn't panic or rush. With a pat of his storage bag, the Life-saving Jade Symbol was summoned out. He then formed a hand seal with both hands, and instantly the jade symbol flashed with light, shooting out a golden beam. The flying sword seemed to be extremely afraid of this golden light, hastily retreating backwards.

  Wang Lin's right hand beckoned, and the golden light stopped chasing him, instead circling around his body. Looking at the flying sword again, it didn't dare to approach, turned its head and crashed into the surroundings, with increasing frequency.

  Wang Lin didn't even blink, and with a swift motion, he spat out a mouthful of spiritual energy that quickly enveloped the flying sword. The sword flashed once and instantly disappeared from its original location, reappearing at the door, just as it was about to rush out.

  At this time its color changed rapidly from black to blue, the light dimmed slightly, and even the humming sound weakened a lot.

  Wang Lin said nothing and pointed with his right hand. The golden light that was wandering outside his body immediately shot out, instantly catching up to the flying sword.

  The flying sword hummed loudly, retreating slowly under the pressure of the golden light, but quickly flashed again and disappeared from its original position, reappearing at the window.

  The color instantly changed from blue to green, exactly the same as when Wang Lin and Bai Xian had a battle many days ago before entering the scabbard.

  Wang Lin's eyes flashed with understanding. This flying sword's sudden movement was clearly related to color. If it didn't have its master's spiritual power controlling it, each sudden movement would consume a lot of energy.

  "The more spiritual the treasure, the harder it is to refine. Even if its master is killed, it still requires a great deal of effort to refine it into one's own possession." South's voice echoed softly.

  Wang Lin narrowed his eyes, this flying sword had spirituality and possessed abilities similar to teleportation, which he had known before. The more so, the stronger his heart was to refine this treasure.

  Just as the flying sword was about to fly out of the window, Wang Lin didn't say a word and pointed his right hand at the top of the jade symbol. Immediately, another golden light shot out, and two golden lights, one in front and one behind, quickly blocked the flying sword. No matter how many times the flying sword moved instantly, it couldn't shake off the golden light.