Phoenix Destroyer
28. Jiancheng

To get to Zhaoyang Jianmen, the three Feng Mo had to transfer in several cities before finding a large teleportation formation. The huge teleportation formation could directly send them to Jiancheng, the city under the foot of the mountain where Zhaoyang Jianmen was located.

Also due to the recruitment of disciples by Zhaoyang Jianmen, the teleportation formation had been crowded and lit up almost every day.

They took a queue with many people. While waiting in line, news from other places came in turn.

Like the Bailuo Sect, they had officially started a civil war.

"100 thousand middle-tier spirit stones."

Feng Mo handed over 3 bags of spirit stones. After the officers examined them, they were allowed into the teleportation formation.

The teleportation formation could accommodate twelve people at once. Third Feng Mo came to complete the next wave, after everyone was ready, the teleportation formation lit up.

A familiar weightless feeling, Feng Mo was already used to it. When Feng Mo opened his eyes again, he had moved to an unfamiliar place.

As a city under the direct jurisdiction of the Zhaoyang Sword Sect, Jiancheng included a large city of bustling visitors.

Every day, some sword cultivators from other places came. Either they wanted to register as disciples, or just wanted to fight each other and look for opponents.

The sight of someone carrying a sword on his body became commonplace. Even some were sect disciples who were going down the mountain in search of experience.

With Qi Yuzhi's existence, Feng Mo and Kong Li were not awkward at all.

They looked for an inn, and asked for food.

After two years of not feeling the taste of food, Feng Mo and Kong Li ordered a lot of food. They felt persecuted along the way in haste.

Qi Yuzhi: " ... "

The innkeeper saw a guest who could easily take out spirit stones, naturally not going to refuse their request.

"Didn't a cultivator not need to eat? "

Kong Li snorted. "Who said cultivators shouldn't eat? Food is the best thing in the world!"

"Aren't you afraid of accumulating dirt on your body? Inhibiting cultivation?"

"You just need to take the cleansing pill."

" ... " Qi Yuzhi was speechless, speechless.

Looking at the two who were eating voraciously, Qi Yuzhi could not help but move his chopsticks.

Yeah, yummy.

With two large mouths, the dish on the table soon disappeared. Kong Li called the waiter to clean the table.

When the maid came to clean the table, Kong Li stopped her for a moment.

He took out some spirit stones. "This little sister, let us know about the recruitment of the Zhaoyang Sword Sect."

The servant's eyes glistened at the spirit stone.

"What does this Young Master want to know?"

"How many people have managed to enter the door over the years?"

"If that I knew! Not many had managed to enter the Zhaoyang Sword Sect, his comparison of a hundred thousand people was only one that succeeded. But if you manage to enter, then you are a true sword cultivator."

"Then every year, how many will sign up?"

"Much! All the sword cultivators from all over the continent came to register."

"Is there a Master overseeing the recruitment?"

"of course! Whenever there is someone who feels unacceptable for failing. They felt that they were true sword cultivators. And they're gonna make a fuss."

Kong Li nodded in understanding.

"Then I have to ask this little brother for help." Kong Li whispered something in the servant's ear.

The little waiter nodded.

"Calm down, Young Master! I'll do as I'm asked, immediately!"

The waiter left with a dirty plate.

"What are you doing with that servant, Brother Li?"

"I asked him to find the best place to see the excitement."

Feng Mo: " ... "

Qi Yuzhi: " ... "

So what do you do in whispers?

Three people returned to their rooms to rest.

Feng Mo went back to the room and did not immediately go to sleep. He wants to meditate.

Ever since coming out of the secret realm, they were in a hurry to escape. Feng Mo had yet to digest the knowledge he had gained from the inheritance.

Before that, Feng Mo examined the memories he had taken from that cultivator's soul.

Cultivators who were eyeing different flames were very strange. Not only were the cultivation levels of body and soul vastly different. But also it seems, the soul and body are a little bit incongruous.

After a while, Feng Mo finally got an answer. It turned out that the soul cultivator actually belonged to the Ancestor of the Qi Family.

The Qi Family Ancestor had problems with his cultivation, and it was certain he would not be able to break through the Mahayana stage for the rest of his life.

The old man was unwilling to accept reality and took extreme measures. He controlled his descendant's body to bring his soul into the secret realm.

When in the Deathly Forest, Ancestor Qi was lucky to see Qianjie duhuo who was running around in the forest. He immediately expended all of his abilities and skills to conquer the fire.

Ancestor Qi had almost succeeded. But then Feng Mo's lightning tribulation hindered his deeds.

Qianjie duhuo managed to sneak away, and went to the tribulation center.

The distorted Ancestor Qi. His killing intent had already filled his mind.

What happened next was like what Feng Mo experienced.

Luckily, Feng Mo did not let Ancestral Qi's soul go.

If Ancestral Qi's soul managed to leave, with his cultivation level, he would be able to easily snatch the other person's home. And would come back to Feng Mo to make trouble.

Although the secret realm suppressed his cultivation level, when Ancestral Qi came out of the secret realm, Feng Mo would not be able to resist.

Seeing the excitement of the Qijia army outside the entrance of the secret realm, it seemed like they knew about the death of their Ancestor.

Sighing in relief, Feng Mo threw the Ancestral Qi out of his mind.

Now he wanted to concentrate on studying the formation.

Yes, the knowledge that Feng Mo gained from the inheritance this time around was a formation technique.

Formations were not just defensive formations, killing formations, or concealment formations. There were also more advanced spirit gathering formations from this era, rebound formations, and transcontinental teleportation formations.

Just like what Feng Mo had encountered before.

The variety of formations in the inheritance was more than what Feng Mo had read in the clan library.

Feng Mo's mind spun rapidly, soon he immersed himself in cultivation.

Two months later.

When Feng Mo opened his eyes again, time had long passed.

Stretching his body, Feng Mo felt a little comfortable.

All the knowledge about the formation had been successfully deciphered. Just do some research.

Feng Mo walked out of the room and found no one in the next room. Kong Li and Qi Yuzhi went somewhere.

Feng Mo went down to the lobby of the inn and asked the waiter, where is the shop that sells formation equipment. Actually, he had some formation flags from the loot. But the flag has a high spiritual level.

Feng Mo only needed a few low-level flags to practice the skill.

"There's Mengshi Pavilion, they're doing all the business. Amulets, magic pills, spiritual grass, spiritual tools, and formation plates."

" ... "

He could even hear this name so far.

"How is this Guest?"

"It's okay. What price are they selling?"

"Mengshi Pavilion always sets the price sensibly, Guests need not worry about being cheated like other merchants."

"Thank you."

After asking for directions, Feng Mo walked out of the inn.

Jiancheng was more crowded than ever. It's two months before the hiring starts.

There were many cultivators carrying swords in his body. And their cultivation levels varied from Foundation to Yuanying. Speaking of which, it seemed like he had forgotten the promise to refine a magic pill for someone.

No one mentioned it, so Feng Mo himself forgot.

Since Jiancheng was under the foot of the mountain of the Zhaoyang Sword Sect, and had a serene sect atmosphere, the Jiancheng residents also followed the sect atmosphere.

Guaranteed security, the level of small cultivators passing by was huge. No robberies and kidnappings were committed on foreign cultivators.

Feng Mo found Mengshi Pavilion after searching for it for a while.

"Hello, what does this Guest need? Our pavilion provides all cultivation needs."

A moment after Feng Mo entered, he was greeted kindly by the guards. Feng Mo was a little flattered.

There were many guests in the shop, but the guard was staring at himself.

"Hello, are you selling formation flags?"

"Yes, which one does the guest want?"

The shopkeeper took out a row of sets of formation flags from behind the counter. Of its various forms and uses.

They also list the life of the item.

Feng Mo looked carefully before picking a few.

"Hope the guest wait a minute."

The shopkeeper packed his things and put them in a storage bag.

"We also recommend a set of formation flags for beginners. Guaranteed to be durable and not easily destroyed."

Feng Mo looked at the guard suspiciously. If you have it, why not get it out of there.

The guard still had the same smile.

Twist ones eye. "Give me one."

The guard immediately put in another set of flags. "The total is 480000 middle-tier spirit stones, "

Feng Mo took out a spirit stone pouch to the guard. The shopkeeper inspected for a bit before handing over the items that Feng Mo had bought.

"Thank you, please come in another day."

Feng Mo immediately left the shop. He felt goosebumps looking at the shopkeeper's smile.

He had no idea that the shopkeeper thought of him as a big buyer. So he wanted to trick her into buying some more stuff.

Sword cultivators were known for their focus on training, which caused them to become extremely poor spirit stones.

The shopkeeper had been living in Jiancheng since the establishment of the branch. And their income is the last of the entire branch. So that when he saw the cultivator had no sword in his body, he would make them buy a lot of items in his shop. Hehe.

Feng Mo walked again looking for a shop that sold clothes.

His clothes have been damaged. Moreover, her clothes were only made from ordinary raw materials. He wants to replace it with a new one.

A clothing store looks crowded with people. They swarmed the entrance. There was a whisper of cultivators outside, it seemed like there was someone fighting inside.

Feng Mo was initially uninterested, but then he vaguely felt Kong Li's breath being among the crowd. He could not help but stare at the crowd.

"Excuse me, what's going on?"

"Two people fought over a piece of clothing so they tore it off!"

"But they didn't acknowledge their hands, the shopkeeper held them!"

Feng Mo pouted. He did not see Kong Li in the crowd outside. It can only be in the store. He was crowded among many people. Ignoring the absorbent vows of the people he pushed, and finally made it in.

Instantly he heard Kong Li's angry voice.