Ten days passed by in a blink of an eye.
Lu Yuan followed the Xuanji Pavilion troops to the west of Jingrong Prefecture.
The Artifact Conference was held in Yuhua Mountain in the west.
There are many desolate places in Jingrong Prefecture, but that mountain is different.
But seeing the majestic Qianren Peak piercing the sky and surrounded by clouds, it looked like a fairyland.
Some powerful person on the mountainside used their supreme magical power to create a four-story extremely huge and vast platform.
The platforms are scattered and do not interfere with each other. They are a place for competition among various sects.
The three floors from bottom to top are the preliminary competition venues.
The fourth floor is where the six powers compete for hegemony.
That level is also looked up to by many sects.
At the foot of the mountain is a large town - Yuhua Town.
This town usually doesn't have many people, but at this time it was full of people and lively.
During the peak season of the conference, which is held every five years, it is really hard to find a room.
However, most of the visitors are weapon refiners, and there are still magic weapons for accommodation.
It's just that the comfort level is not as good as a real building.
Therefore, powerful sects often buy the inns with the best locations at high prices.
Which sect takes charge of each conference has become a hot topic among the monks.
The name of the Artifact Conference is not very loud, but the content is really rich.
There are more than thirty weapon-refining sects, plus many casual cultivators who come to try their luck. They place all kinds of treasures on the stalls-swords, shields, gauze clothes, pagodas, mirrors, bamboo flutes, etc., which is amazing. Dizzying.
In addition, the temporarily established auction houses were also open for business, attracting all kinds of monks.
Lu Yuan was a guest of Xuanji Pavilion and had no competitive missions, so he took some time off from his busy schedule to take a look at the trading desk.
The profession of demon master itself does not have much interest in magic weapons.
They trust more in their well-tempered bodies, sharp swords and loyal demon attendants.
Even looking for treasures is a strengthening of the above things.
Moreover, his current cultivation level is less than the third level, and he cannot control some powerful magic weapons.
So he took a casual look at it with the purpose of opening his eyes.
Lin Ling really wanted to hang out with him, but because of the sect's competition mission, she had to give up.
Before leaving, she warned: "Our Xuanji Pavilion and Yunqi Sect are old enemies, and we have been suppressed by them. If you see people with golden cloud patterns embroidered on their clothes outside, be careful!"
"Yeah, I understand. Just be prepared."
After shopping for a long time, he used seven intermediate-level black stones to buy a high-level mid-level small magic weapon - the Spirit Gathering Coin.
This gadget is in the shape of a palm-sized copper coin, with many magical rune patterns engraved on it.
The whole body is light yellow and feels slightly moist. It can assist the cultivation of the soul realm and make the spiritual realm rise faster.
It can also perform soul attacks at critical moments.
It just so happens that tonight I can use this magic weapon to practice "Hongshen Jue". Lu Yuan thought happily.
In addition, he also spent fourteen intermediate black stones to buy a set of five rhinoceros feather tooth flags.
These tooth flags are also high-grade mid-grade, made from the horns of the mysterious beast Ning Chenxi and the feathers of the Jinyun Eagle, which can greatly enhance the power of the formation.
Considering that the only mysterious skill for range attacks was the Gangfeng Formation, Lu Yuan pinched his nose and took the unfair price.
Haha, a bunch of profiteers. No wonder weapon refiners and alchemists are particularly wealthy professions!
After buying two magic weapons, Lu Yuan ate some lunch in a hurry.
After the meal, he returned to the building under Xuanji Pavilion, preparing to use the power of the spirit-gathering coins to practice magic techniques.
Just as I was meditating, I heard someone knocking on the door.
With a sweep of his consciousness, Lu Yuan sensed that the person coming was Lin Ling, so he went over and opened the door.
"Brother Lu, can I come in?"
"Okay. Come in."
Lin Ling sat down obediently: "I'm going to play tomorrow, so I'm a little nervous."
"It doesn't matter. You have participated in the competition before, so just follow your previous feelings. Has Kang Gan's refined iron been refined into it?"
"Yeah. My innate magical power is God Tempering, which can refine very high-level materials. It's just that the fusion was not smooth. But, it's finally finished! I'll show it to you now."
"No need!" Lu Yuan looked out the window cautiously, "This is outside, not as good as in Xuanji Pavilion. The walls have ears."
"Okay. It'll be up to me tomorrow. I hope I can get into the top ten this time."
"Top ten? What were your previous results?"
"Uh...it's like fifteen or sixteen."
Lu Yuan nodded: "Well, where is the Yunqimen?"
"Their strength is higher than ours. Because the sect is close to us, they often bully us. Humph!" Lin Ling said angrily.
Lu Yuan said: "I looked at the match list before. He is not in the same group as us. Do you think you are sure to qualify this time?"
"I can only say that I will try my best. Hehe!" Lin Ling smiled a little embarrassedly.
"Yeah. I hope everything goes well."
"Okay, Brother Lu, I won't disturb your rest for now. Goodbye."
Lu Yuan said: "Don't interrupt me. You should also have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's competition."
"Um!"
After Lin Ling left, Lu Yuan placed a restraining circle on the door and took out the spirit-gathering coins.
He recited the magic formula silently, and the coin glowed lightly and slowly floated above his head.
Lu Yuan felt a light black gas-like line appear in his mind and money, and his whole soul began to come alive. Feel comfortable all over.
He got used to this feeling, and then began to practice "Hongshen Jue" wholeheartedly.
A night of silence.
In the early morning, the sun just jumped above the horizon.
All the monks in the inn felt dizzy to varying degrees.
Zhou Shu also felt it for a moment.
He summoned several elders worriedly and said:
"Everyone, do you feel it?"
"There was a hint of dizziness, but it was fleeting." Everyone replied one after another.
Zhou Shu nodded: "What do you think?"
Elder Lin asked: "Could it be that the Yunqi Sect is playing a new trick? They want to disrupt the connection between our souls and the magic weapon."
For weapon refiners, magic weapons are everything to them.
The power of the soul is the most important link between people and magical weapons.
If there is a flaw in this link, the monk will not be able to control the magic weapon and can only sit back and wait for death.
Zhou Shu said: "This is also possible, but we must also guard against those crazy conjurers. They can directly attack the soul, and even cast spells to control us."
All the elders said that the leader was right. Be extra cautious when going out!
…
While they were discussing, Lu Yuan stretched his muscles and felt particularly excited.
At sunrise just now, he had already read through the entire "Hongshen Jue"!
The soul realm has reached the middle stage of the second level!
After completing the practice, his soul shouted loudly in his mind.
He felt that all the impurities in his mind were dissipated with this cry.
Closing his eyes, Lu Yuan felt that his mind was particularly clear and clear, and the range of his consciousness had made a qualitative leap.
Of course he didn't know what the collision between "Qilin True Immortal Technique" and "Hongshen Technique" meant.
