One month later.

Lu Qingfeng walked out of the deserted cave.

It was already dawn.

During this month, Lu Qingfeng had already carefully examined the surrounding situation. If he had not had enough cultivation, once he had used the "Heaven and Earth Vision", even the entire star would be under Lu Qingfeng's ears and eyes.

Although the cultivation level is slightly lower at this moment, it is no problem to explore the radius of dozens of miles.

barren mountain.

Rubbish.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, there are many hills of all sizes and colors filled with scrap metals.

Most of them are ordinary weapons, iron tools, etc.

There are also familiar things like Lu Qingfeng, such as various talismans and magic weapons. However, these talismans and magic weapons have been damaged and seriously damaged, and have no value for repair. Various materials are refined together, entangled with each other, and even protected each other. Even the top weapon refiners cannot extract and restore the materials of these discarded talismans and magic weapons.

Such discarded talismans and magical instruments will never be missing in the world of practice.

Such as Xuanyuan Sect.

There are many disciples, and it is common to fight with demons. It is damaged by talismans, magic weapons, etc. Some of them have less damage and can be found to refiners for repair. Some have no repair value.

So discarded.

Xuanyuan Sect has a special place to store abandoned magic weapons, which can be verified by apprentices and even weapon refiners in the Artifact Making Hall. It is also the place where many low-level disciples can take Taobao.

Over time.

Abandoned talismans and magic weapons piled up like mountains, becoming a scene of Xuanyuan Sect.

This life.

The place where Lu Qingfeng descended was obviously also the place where a certain immortal gate piled up abandoned talismans and magic weapons.

“Garbage ground.”

Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

Looking at the twelfth lifetime, this is the first time I have encountered this.

...

"This time the quality is not good. After turning it over for a whole month, I barely found a useful broken sword."

"It would be nice to be able to turn the broken sword. Your broken sword can retain 30% of the sword shape. Before it is scrapped, it is at least a first-level magic weapon. If you go to Jubaoshan to take action, you can at least exchange for three or five bottles of intermediate elixirs."

"That's it. Lin Feng, you are known as a 'vulture' and have a mouth full of your mouth."

In the barren mountains, scrapped magic weapons were everywhere, and broken metal was like earth and stone. Several figures were flexibly circling in the metal jungle. A thin black boy, holding a piece of embroidered iron sword in his hand, and looking around with his eyes lively.

In addition to the thin black boy, there were three teenagers, whose eyes fell on the black-handed boy, or on half of the embroidered iron sword, all showing a look of envy.

In the Jubaoshan area, it is not easy to find a magic weapon that can be used in a good way.

That is, the vulture Lin Feng, who could find this rusty broken sword from the pile of scrap iron at a glance. They passed by first, but skipped directly.

I regret it at this moment.

The black and thin boy, Lin Feng, whose companion's "vulture" was in his mouth, had a sly look in his eyes. He was black and thin, but he was wearing a fat black robe, which was extremely inappropriate.

The cuffs even covered half of the iron sword a lot.

"Okay."

"I haven't started today, what can I find together?"

"It's dispersed!"

Lin Feng waved his hand, held the broken sword and immediately rushed into the passage made of rocks and metal frames.

The terrain here is complex, with scrapped magic tools piled up, and it is dependent on the mountains and rocks, creating countless corners and corners. It is well connected. If it weren't for frequent entry and exit, it would be dizzy and ignorant of the way back.

"This Lin Feng is going to eat alone again!"

"That's it. Every time he separates, he will gain the most!"

"I think he must be afraid that we will learn his skills. He is so stingy!"

The remaining three people watched Lin Feng's back disappear, and they were talking about it, with unwillingness in their eyes, and finally dispersed.

Another place.

Lin Feng looked back and saw no one following him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I bullied me a few years ago, but now I see that I am awesome in treasure hunting, and I want to curry favor with you. How can such a good thing happen?"

"Hmph!"

"Wait. When I save enough elixirs, I will take my sister away from Jubao Mountain and go to a more prosperous mountain. There is an alchemist there, which will definitely be able to cure my sister's illness!"

Said.

Lin Feng walked straight forward, suddenly his loose sleeves swayed three times to the left. Lin Feng was delighted and hurriedly ran to the left. In his action, he was as flexible as a rabbit.

Wait until you can bypass a few big rocks that are two people tall and turn over two piles of scrap metal.

Lin Feng paused.

He saw that in front of him, a young man with a handsome face, about sixteen or seventeen years old, standing on a pile of scrap iron. In his hand, he held a curved piece of iron the size of a palm and tossed and turned around.

As if he felt Lin Feng's arrival, the boy looked up and was touching Lin Feng's eyes.

Lin Feng stood in the distance, staring at the iron piece on the boy's hand. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly felt his sleeves wave three times. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward, raised his broken sword in his hand, and pointed at the iron piece on the boy's hand, "This brother is very handsome. I don't know which mountain from Jubaoshan? I use the broken sword in my hand to replace your iron piece. Do you do it?"

"oh?"

Lu Qingfeng looked up, looked at the broken sword in the dark and thin young man's hand, then looked down at the iron piece in his hand, and joked, "Your broken sword also wants to exchange for my treasure?"

"What treasure is just scrap iron? Isn't it? I look like a defensive magic weapon, so I am willing to exchange this sword for you. Otherwise, I will not be happy if you beg me."

Lin Feng said with a dark face.

"You really want it?"

Lu Qingfeng looked at Lin Feng.

"Would you like to change it or not? Give me a happy word!" Lin Feng said impatiently.

"Change."

"But you have to add the little mouse in your sleeve."

Lu Qingfeng played with the iron piece and looked at Lin Feng and said with a smile.

As soon as he talked about his sleeves, Lin Feng's face changed, and he ran back without looking back, jumping into the metal jungle without seeing him.

"It's fast to run away, no wonder I can get along well in the metal ruins."

Lu Qingfeng praised him and took one step forward.

The next moment.

"you--"

Lin Feng looked up and saw that the young man had appeared in front of him at some point.

"What are you panic?"

"This little mouse has already recognized you as the main one, and it is useless for me to steal it."

“Sit down and chat.”

Lu Qingfeng reached out and grabbed it. Lin Feng felt that his body was not under control. He came directly to the boy who looked like him and sat down involuntarily.

From Lin Feng's cuff, a gray mouse the size of a baby poked out of his head.

Lu Qingfeng happened to look down, and the little mouse was so scared that he quickly retracted his head and did not dare to appear.

"The sniffing rat is so thin that you raise, so it's still willing to follow."

Lu Qingfeng was amazed.

【Spiritual Beast: Sniffing Spirit Rat】

【Level: First Level】

[Explanation: Having a keen sense of smell, extremely sensitive to spiritual fluctuations, and spiritual objects in the world. Currently, it is in the juvenile stage, and after adulthood, it is a third-level spiritual beast with extremely fast speed.]

"Who are you?"

Lin Feng's whole body could only move his head. He turned his head and looked at Lu Qingfeng, his eyes inevitably became a little flustered.

"I?"

"I am a powerful man who was robbed and fell into the ruins of this barren mountain. I observed that you had a while and saw that you had no father or mother and raised your sister who was sick in bed alone. I felt pity and wanted to accept you as your disciple. Are you willing?"

Lu Qingfeng smiled at Lin Feng.

He went through twelve generations in the game, and over 2,000 years later. Even the single-life theory, the eighth generation lived in the Red Smoke Realm for 766 years.

A young man like Lin Feng is really immature in his eyes.

"Magic?"
To be continued...