Thirty Three-Attribute Crystal Stones!

  If it were not long ago, he wouldn't have felt anything, but now for him, this is undoubtedly a huge debt. The Golden Crow Pill cannot be refined, and the main source of wealth has been cut off. He still has many Yin Pearls, but he dares not sell them. Last time, things got so serious that his life was almost lost. If someone knew that he had Yin Pearls on him, no, if someone knew that the person who sold the Yin Pearls last time was him, then his life would definitely be in danger.

  A precious stone is valuable, but life is even more priceless.

  The scarlet flowers in the spiritual garden are still some time away from maturity and cannot be exchanged for crystal stones yet. Even if I take a risk and sell the Rejuvenation Pills, there are only three pills left now. The efficiency of the Water Refining Method is really not worthy of praise. As for the Ice Cloud Grass, it can be sold at a good price, but this kind of precious spiritual grass is hard to come by once it's sold.

  Within ten days, he had to gather thirty three-grade crystal stones. These days, it had been constantly swirling in his mind, even when he was cultivating his meridians, he couldn't stop thinking about it. But as time went by, the deadline drew near, and Zuo Mo still had no solution.

  Would you go sell some of your own magic treasures?

  His gaze fell on the magical treasures on his body, and he felt a sharp pain. These were all top-quality three-grade magical treasures, and it would be a pity to sell them. As for the wrist guards and spiritual armor given by Yan Leishi and Xu Yitian, they were of average quality and couldn't be sold for much money.

  Those Lingying gang guys, why haven't they come for days?

  If we get one or two more, won't the problem be solved? Not to mention thirty three-product crystal stones, even if it's twice as much, it's not a problem. The Lingying Sect guys don't have a single cheap item on their bodies.

  Thinking of those days was thrilling, but I suddenly became rich, and the sense of satisfaction and happiness in my heart soared, leaving me with a lingering nostalgia.

  Suddenly he had an idea, if they didn't come looking for his brother, then his brother could go look for them!

  As soon as this idea popped up, Zuo immediately became excited, jumped up from the ground, and hobbled around the room on one foot, muttering to himself.

  The first reaction in his mind was: There's a play!

  However, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and began to ponder the problem. Finding someone at their doorstep is completely different from being found at one's own doorstep. Running to someone else's territory to provoke them, if not careful, would absolutely result in being beaten. He had to make the opponent accept the challenge without provoking them, while also not startling the seniors of the Lingying Sect...

  This needs careful consideration and planning...

  In the dark room, Zuo Mo stroked his chin, his zombie-like face expressionless, only his eyes shining with a crystalline light.

  The Dongfu Swordsmanship Competition will be held with great fanfare. In terms of scale and influence, the Dongfu Swordsmanship Competition cannot be compared to the entire Kunhua Realm's Swordsmanship Competition, but the rich prizes have attracted a large number of young masters who are not wealthy, greatly improving the level of the competition. The improvement in the level of the competition has also led some young masters who were originally not interested in the prizes to leave their sects and come to Dongfu. This is a rare opportunity for them to hone their skills with other sects. They may not care about the prizes, but such a rare training opportunity would be a pity to miss.

  These outsiders, if they want to participate in the trial sword conference, must start from the pre-trial sword conference. As a result, even the pre-trial sword conference is still **one after another, masters emerge one after another, making people gasp in admiration.

  From Tianming Lake, one of the thirteen heavy towns, Gu Rongping, "Heart Lake Sword" is invisible and traceless. From the first round of the pre-trial sword meeting, he has been undefeated for 13 rounds. His temperament is elegant and generous, his movements are elegant and refined, and he quickly becomes the best dual cultivation partner in the hearts of the female cultivators of Dongfu! Every time he competes, the scene is fiery, with women screaming non-stop. From the fifth round onwards, these crazy women begin to form teams, gather intelligence, and even use all sorts of methods to disrupt their opponents. Gu Rongping also quickly becomes an opponent that no one wants to face.

  From another heavy town, the ghost wind is also the most attractive young master. His "Little Ghost Sword" is strange and unpredictable, with a shocking power, plus a body of mysterious and elusive escape methods, known as the most difficult opponent to deal with.

  Born from a humble background, without any sect or school, Nanmen Yang is also quite impressive. He has exceptional talent, tall and strong physique, with boundless strength. The ordinary 2nd-grade "Golden Key" was merged by him into the 2nd-grade "Mountain-Breaking Sword", its power unmatched, with a majestic sword aura that can break mountains. This has attracted attention from many sects, such a rare talent, if they could recruit him to their school, it would be an absolute gain.

  As young masters like Nanmen Yang, who are not bound by any sect or school, take the stage to showcase their talents, the Dongfu Swordsmanship Competition has also drawn attention from all quarters. For every sect, talented and gifted disciples are what they eagerly desire. No one is tired of having too many talented disciples in their own sect; the prosperity and flourishing of a sect do not rely on just one person.

  Almost all the major sects, slightly larger than the Tianyue Sect, not only sent their own disciples to gain experience, but also sent out their elders to discover those young people with potential. The smaller sects hoped to win over those disciples without a sect or school, while the larger sects even coveted the talented disciples of the smaller sects.

  Lure, bid, promise...

  Even Lian Shi Zu, the founder of Tian Song Zi, did not expect that this session of the Dong Fu Swordsmanship Competition would trigger a reshuffle of power among the various factions in the Tian Yue realm.

  In the stone room, Zuo Mo stretched lazily, his entire body crackling with a series of popping sounds. His expressionless face opened its eyes, and his pupils emitted a faint, wolf-like glow.

  The damaged meridians in his body have been restored, and his divine sense has also recovered. He has been practicing hard these days. The progress of "Jingang Weiyen" was somewhat unexpected to him. Originally, he thought that the tombstone version would be much slower, but after experiencing the initial slow period, Zuomo's progress suddenly accelerated. However, the unexpectedly rapid progress made him nervous and suspicious, wondering if he had practiced incorrectly many times.

  These days, a series of strange and bizarre situations encountered in cultivation have made Zuo Mo suspicious of all the spells related to Pu Yao. Even though this "Jin Gang Wei Yan" was not from Pu Yao, but from the tombstone under Pu Yao's butt.

  Apart from healing his wounds, Zuo Mo devoted all of his time to cultivation these days.

  With three days left before the deadline, Lu Mo decided to set off after nourishing his spirit and energy. This time he was well-prepared, including buying five pellets of restored spiritual power, even though each one cost two third-grade crystal stones.

  Lingying Temple is located at Lingying Mountain.

  Arriving at the mountain gate of Lingying Mountain, looking up at the magnificent and beautiful all-jade mountain gate, one can't help but feel that the Lingying Sect is wealthy and arrogant. The nineteen peaks of Lingying occupy an area seven times larger than the Wu Kong Sword Sect, and it's said that the Lingying Sect originally only occupied one peak, but the successive generations of sect leaders were extremely skilled at managing the sect, and the remaining eighteen peaks were all bought with crystal stones by the successive generations of sect leaders.

  Lingyingpai Mountain Gate faces the main road, and goes up along the stone steps. The terrain is excellent, and the road passes through the repairers who are endless.

  In fact, Zuo Mo also had some misgivings in his heart. In Dong Fu, the reputation of the Ling Ying Sect was much greater than that of the Wu Kong Sword Sect. The Ling Ying Sect's foundation stage disciples numbered in the dozens. Even if you were extremely powerful, a few people could still gang up on you and overwhelm you.

  But thinking of the deadline in three days, Zuo Mo felt a surge of courage in his chest. Looking at the mountain gate carved entirely out of jade, he wished he could dismantle it and carry it back to sell for crystal stones!

  Calm down! Must calm down! Zuo Mo sternly warned himself.

  Thinking about the plan I had already made for myself...

  The disciples of Lingying had long noticed this stranger with somewhat unusual behavior.

  "Hey, what's going on here?" A Lingying Sect disciple frowned and scolded, "Don't you know this is the Lingying Sect?" He looked Zuo Mo up and down with disdain, saying, "Our sect's rules clearly state that those who are not properly dressed may not enter!"

  Another Lingying Sect disciple said discontentedly: "Junior brother, why bother wasting words on him? Just drive him out!"

  This group of good-for-nothings, naturally looked down upon by Zuo Mo. Not to mention anything else, just the two of them didn't have any value, and were directly ignored by Zuo Mo. He couldn't be bothered with the two of them, and loudly shouted: "Call out Wen Fei!"

  The two Lingying Sect disciples' faces changed, and one of them rebuked, "How dare you, actually addressing Wen as 'brother' directly..."

  "I am Wu Kong Jian Men's Zuo Mo." Zuo Mo lazily interrupted.

  The loud shout suddenly stopped, and the two people's faces changed greatly.

  "Skinning zombies..." The two exchanged a glance, and the person who had just shouted trembled, while the other suddenly stumbled and ran towards the mountain.

  Seeing the reactions of the two people, Zuo Mo felt pleased in his heart. It seemed that his brother still had some prestige after all. However, he immediately felt a bit dissatisfied. This nickname was indeed unpleasant to hear!

  In an instant, Wen Fei and a group of people radiating colorful lights appeared in Zuo Mo's line of sight. Zuo Mo's spirit suddenly shook, his eyes bursting with light, and he looked like a starving wolf that had just spotted a flock of plump sheep.

  Every move of this group of people, Luo Mo seemed to see countless crystal stones forming a human shape in the ripples...

  Wen Fei saw Zuo Mo, his face suddenly darkened, old grievances and new hatreds surged up in his heart, and he said coldly: "Brother Zuo's noble presence has arrived, but is it to return the magical treasure that was borrowed from us brothers last time?"

  Zuo Mo secretly cursed this person for being treacherous, and not a good seed. However, he smiled and said: "Borrow? Brother Wen is joking, right? Our sect's rules state that whoever comes to challenge us must leave behind one of their personal treasures as proof of their battle achievements. If I lose, Brother Wen can take one of my treasures as a memento. This is what our sect calls 'one battle, one treasure'! Unfortunately, Brother Wen has bad luck and lost to me. If you want it back, you can challenge me again, and I'll be waiting for you anytime. However, if you lose again, you'll have to give up another treasure!"

  Don't talk nonsense.

  When his defeat was mentioned in public, Wen Fei's face turned iron-green, but he had no way to refute it.

  Tao Xuer saw Wen Fei almost lose control, and silently cursed the little thief's wickedness. She stepped forward: "What is Brother Zuo's purpose for coming here this time? Could it be that he failed to intimidate our sect?"

  He straightened his waist and back, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light, his fists clenched in front of the distant Wuyin Mountain, his voice low and solemn.

  "Miss Tao smiled. There were a total of five seniors from the Lingying Sect who came to challenge our school, front and back. However, the master repeatedly taught me and the other disciples that although our Empty Sword School is small, we must also value our reputation. He also said that matters among fellow disciples should be resolved by themselves. This matter arose because of me, so I naturally have no choice but to take responsibility. Coming without going would be impolite, so now I especially ask the five seniors from the Lingying Sect for guidance one by one. After these five battles are over, regardless of the outcome, this matter will be settled! As I've heard that the seniors from the Lingying Sect have always been open and honest, with a strict and upright school style, it would be my honor to exchange blows with the five seniors, please don't hesitate to teach me!"

  On the road, passersby only saw that at the gate of Lingying Sect, a frail young man faced many powerful Lingying Sect experts who were surrounded by precious aura, calm and composed, fearless, and couldn't help but stop in their tracks.

  These words were even more sonorous and forceful, with a metallic ring that shook the clouds and made the listeners' blood boil!