Qin Zheng turned around and began to think about whether he could go to some markets to find some exercises. These words fell into Yu Wenbo's ears.

Yu Wenbo took a sip of wine and asked a little depressed: "Didn't I say that the technique is not important, only the strength of the strength is the most important?"

"Oh? I didn't mean what you said at all." Qin Zheng had no way to hide it from Yu Wenbo.

"Besides, I just regard that sentence as an encouragement." Qin Zheng replied casually.

As an extension of strength, martial arts can complement strength and is also indispensable for actual combat.

"Cough cough cough!" Yu Wenbo kept coughing, trying to cover up his embarrassment. He really wanted Qin Zheng to focus and didn't want him to be distracted.

"However, for some high-level practitioners, strength is more important, and even the fight between masters is just a competition of martial arts and spiritual power."

"I don't mean to offend you, but the most important thing for me right now is to master a little bit more."

Yu Wenbo finally stopped refuting for the first time, and then lay down and drank wine dully.

"That's fine, my remnant soul has to go back for a few days."

Qin Zheng was confused and was about to ask when he heard Yu Wenbo say: "I left in a hurry. There are still many things to be done at Kongdao. You can take care of the exercises yourself, Noah Square."

Everything in the market is pretty much the same, and since you are so cunning, you won’t suffer any loss.”

"Master, is it appropriate for you to use the word cunning!"

"Ahem, cough, cough, but speaking of which, I haven't been to any market for many years, so I just took this opportunity to take a good look."

Qin Zheng stood up, but was awakened by the sound of dripping rain.

At this time, there was a sudden thunder, a rumbling sound, and a flash of lightning, revealing a dazzling white light. Qin Zheng looked at the thunder and lightning, and suddenly his mind was agitated.

Ever since I got this opportunity, I have felt a certain excitement every time there was thunder and lightning.

He could feel the wonderful connection between himself and heaven. Maybe there was some kind of connection. Qin Zheng couldn't explain this connection.

"Hey, don't think about it anymore,"

Qin Zheng shook his head and walked out. The only thing he thought about now was to go to the market where demon pills were traded. Because there he could directly exchange for some refined elixirs, elixirs and the like. Go there by yourself

Refining these demon elixirs will consume a certain amount of physical energy. Besides, you might be able to find some treasures.

Noahfang City, the largest trading market for spiritual stones and spiritual objects in Tianyu Continent, is the center of finance and trade, and even controls the transactions in this area to a certain extent.

I just happened to have saved some demon elixirs that I couldn't use, so I could use this time to change some techniques.

The streets are bustling with people. Some merchants also sell gadgets such as animal skins and bones, as well as knives made of animal bones. They are all very exquisite.

The most eye-catching thing is some exercises that are emitting spiritual power and come from unknown sources.

However, Qin Zheng knew that these were all low-level exercises, which were difficult to satisfy his own cultivation.

But at this time, Qin Zheng stopped in front of a fiery red plant. Just like the fiery red skirt of the girl who was selling the plant. This fiery red plant had an inexplicable feeling for Qin Zheng.

Appeal.

"Brother, do you want to buy this plant? This spiritual grass is extremely beneficial to fire attribute cultivators~!" Oh, this little girl may not look big but she is quite discerning.

Seeing Qin Zheng's interest, the girl blinked her pure eyes and said:

"This spiritual grass is called Rakshasa grass. It can make its power more powerful for fire-based exercises, and it is also very effective in condensing the Dantian and guiding the meridians! But this is not a product of our continent, but collected from other continents.

Come on. If you don't believe me." The girl pointed to the shop behind her.

Qin Zheng felt a little moved when he heard the words about condensing the Dantian and guiding the meridians.

Just right for me.

The signboard behind him is indeed not small. I have seen this spiritual grass when I was in Tianwu Pavilion’s elixir catalogue, and it is definitely the top grade Xuanjie. It is definitely authentic.

"How much does this Rakshasa grass cost?"

"A seventh-level monster demon pill is enough." Qin Zheng was surprised. This Rakshasa grass is very rare.

Not waiting for time, Qin Zheng quickly took out a demon pill and said:

"I bought this spiritual herb!"

Qin Zheng handed the demon pill to the girl, fearing that the girl would regret it.

"Who agrees with you selling? You don't even have to pay the protection fee this month. You, a little girl, still want to sell things here?"

Just as Qin Zheng was about to hand over the demon pill, a harsh voice sounded at an inappropriate time.

An angry young man suddenly stopped beside the two people and said in a threatening tone.

"What if I don't want to have sex?" The girl combed her bangs and replied stubbornly. Her bright red skirt swayed in the wind, like a ball of fire.

"Do you think you have this chance?" The young man suddenly became fierce and kicked the Rakshasa grass in Qin Zheng's hand away, then walked to the stall and lifted the table directly.

Many precious spiritual objects were touched to the ground, and some delicate spiritual objects directly released their spiritual power.

The girl still had no intention of backing down, and the red skirt swaying in the wind seemed to be stubbornly declaring her unwillingness. The things the girl put on the table were all extremely precious spiritual herbs.

The girl's hands were shaking with anger, but the young man still pressed forward step by step without any intention of giving up.

He even walked up to Qin Zheng arrogantly, and then gently crushed the Rakshasa grass he had bought in front of Qin Zheng with his feet.

This move made Qin Zheng's heart tighten: "Fuck, this is what I have dreamed of, and I am crushed by you like this?!"

Qin Zheng looked at the Rakshasa grass that was already covered with juice and felt sad.

For him, this was something that even money could not buy, and he was trampled to pieces by this unsightly thing!

Besides, he is just an innocent customer. Is it worth using him to vent his anger?

When the young man saw tears in the girl's eyes, dripping continuously on the ground, he felt that he had achieved success today, so he walked to the next stall while humming a little tune.

"Too arrogant!" Qin Zheng looked at the Rakshasa grass with scattered spiritual power on the ground with a look of reluctance.

"Wait a minute, do I have any grudge against you?" Qin Zheng asked with a dark face.

"Where did you come from, little bastard? You look like a newcomer. Do you know my reputation in this area?"

"Don't say that I trampled your things and you didn't dare to say anything. Even if I beat you, what can you do?"

"You are so arrogant!" Qin Zheng clenched his fists. This was the first time that someone dared to talk to him like this after he advanced to the martial arts realm.

"Then you're ready to be beaten?"

The young man was obviously stunned for a moment, looking at Qin Zheng's attitude of really wanting to fight him.

He snorted:

"I think you are quite crazy. I have never seen anyone dare to say that to me on this street..."

"Snapped!"

This slap was crisp and clear on the young man's face. After that, everything was silent. Many eyes were focused on him from many places. These people were all bullied by this young man and did not dare to resist.

At this time, when they saw Qin Zheng's slap, they all came over with attention and looked here.

"You, you, you...how dare you hit me, do you know who I am?"

"Snapped!"

Qin Zheng did as he wished and slapped him again.

The young man covered his face in horror, as if something incredible had happened before his eyes. It took him a long time to react.

"Fuck, how dare you hit me, I'm from Qilin!"

The young man stepped back, angrily took out a long whip from his waist and started to wave it. The long whip danced faster and faster, gradually spinning into a phantom, and then a faint whirlwind clung to the young man's body.

"Eighth level of martial arts realm, it seems that this young man's cultivation level is not low!"

But he was unfortunate enough to meet himself today.

The long whip was thrown out, but it did not attack Qin Zheng, but extended its claws towards the girl in red clothes.

Qin Zheng didn't expect him to be so shameless. The flames on his body had already risen and he was about to save the girl. However, this time it left him with a flaw. Qin Zheng's chest burst out and a line of blood shot out.

A scar across his chest was shocking.

Thank God for giving him the use of the fire-attribute ice method. Fire can melt all things and burn everything. The young man looked at the flames rising from Qin Zheng's palm.

"Do you know what it means to offend me?" The young man still said with a mocking smile. Qin Zheng still said nothing, but looked at the young man with contempt. The young man seemed to be instantly angered. The long whip was like a long snake.

The girl in red stamped her feet anxiously, and her tears were more intense than before. In just a short while, his eyes were already swollen from crying, and the tears were red.

Qin Zheng gathered his strength and struck out. With just one blow, the young man was knocked away by this tyrannical force.

The young man vomited blood suddenly and was horrified. His eyes widened and he looked at Qin Zheng with a fearful look.

Qin Zheng got close to the young man, and then strangled her neck fiercely. The young man looked at Qin Zheng in horror, with a fierce light in Qin Zheng's eyes.

"Are you still crazy now?"

"Brother, big brother, I was wrong. Please let me go. I will never dare to do it again!" The young man let go of his hand in despair, and he began to become frightened.

Qin Zheng let go of his hand. It was not that he was soft-hearted. He only needed to exert a slight force and this Qingnian soul could return to the west. However, taking people's lives on the street was not a good thing for the Yuntian Sect, so Qin Zheng could not ask for his name yet.

I don’t know where the next punishment will be.

The young man regained his vitality and suddenly retreated crazily, and his face became very pale.
To be continued...