Chapter 273 Qiankun Sleeve, Shi Family "Mu Chen is right. Our Li family has made a living by refining magic weapons for generations. Because there are so many magic weapons, the art of refining magic weapons has become a must-learn method for our family." Li Jingang also said, "For us, the inheritance of magic weapons is not the most important thing, but the art of refining them is." "Refining a powerful magic weapon is the lifelong pursuit of almost every member of the Li family." "The magic weapons I'm using now are all made by myself." "Is that so?" Jin Renfeng nodded. "That's right. For a treasure refining family, there is no more suitable path than the art of multi-treasures." Although the inherited magic weapon is powerful, the Duobao technique is not weak either. As long as the number accumulates, ordinary magic weapons can also exert the power of inherited magic weapons. For example, the future Wangquan Baiye used hundreds of Wangquan Sword imitation swords to simulate the power of the Heaven and Earth Sword. "But this Multi-Treasure Technique and the Falling Treasure Technique are like enemies."
"One is Duobao, the other is Luobao. It seems that the Luobao technique is specifically used to restrain the Duobao technique." "The Qing family's treasure-dropping technique does have a restraining effect on my Li family's magic weapon." Li Jingang nodded. "Because we are in control of many magic weapons at the same time, the people of our Li family are slightly worse than ordinary cultivators in controlling a single magic weapon, so our resistance to the art of falling treasures is also weaker." "Even though I am much stronger than Qing Ruoyan, I will be beaten badly if I meet her in a competition. If I don't try my best, I may fail at any time." It seems that Li Muchen really didn't lie to him before. Li Jingang really had to put in some effort to meet Qing Ruoyan. Jin Renfeng thought, "By the way, Brother King Kong, I saw you take out a lot of magic weapons from your pocket just now. Could it be that all the magic weapons of the Li family can automatically grow or shrink?" Jin Renfeng turned around and asked. During the competition, Li Jingang took out treasures from his sleeves one after another as if performing magic. A foot-sized gold brick, a two-meter-sized gold bell, and a one-meter-sized gold bracelet were all taken out from it. "it's not true!" Li Jingang shook his head. "Although some magic weapons can change size, most magic weapons do not have this ability." "The reason why I was able to shrink and store those magic weapons is because I relied on the power of the space magic weapon Qiankun Sleeve." "Space magic weapon Qiankun sleeves?" Jin Renfeng and Qin Lan both looked curious. "Look!" Li Jingang lifted his sleeves and saw a faint silver light coming from the cuffs. But there was no trace of the magic weapon inside. "It seems that all the magic weapons are gone."
Qin Lan was puzzled. "This is the ability of Qiankun Sleeve." Li Jingang nodded. "Because of the special refining technique used, a space was opened up in the sleeves, and magic weapons and sundries can be accommodated in it." "So on the surface you see the magic weapon shrinking, but in fact it has been received in a special space." "I see. It's a really good magic weapon." Jin Renfeng nodded. Isn’t this the so-called space ring? Except for the different appearance, the functions and effects are exactly the same. "so amazing!" Qin Lan also became somewhat interested. "I wonder how much this magic weapon costs? Can I buy it with money?" Jin Renfeng couldn't help but ask. If there is such a space magic weapon, it will be very convenient whether going out or carrying items. For a moment, he couldn't help but be moved. "Hey! Idiot, do you think the price of such a high-level magic weapon can be lower?" Li Muchen curled his lips and spoke. "To tell you the truth, this magic weapon is extremely difficult to refine because it involves space, and it is generally not sold to the public." "Don't even mention you. Without enough merit, even the elders of the Dao League can't buy it." “And even if you are qualified, you still have to spend a lot of money to buy it.” "You hesitated so much even to treat me to a meal. You are so poor that you should just give up the idea!" Is it true that storage space magic tools like this are so expensive nowadays? Jin Renfeng looked surprised. He remembered that Wang Fugui in later generations had a magic storage space weapon in his hand, called the Endless Hourglass. There is five kilometers of space inside, which can accommodate not only objects but also humans. But the price is only 50,000 yuan. Nowadays, fifty thousand is only worth a few dozen taels of silver, which is a very low price among magic weapons. It has nothing to do with the precious magic weapon that Li Muchen mentioned. "But it seems that among the elders of the Dao League, very few people use this space magic weapon. Even Master doesn't have it."
"What Miss Li said doesn't sound like a lie." "Could it be that the method of refining magic weapons will be improved in the future, which will cause the price of space magic weapons to drop significantly? Jin Renfeng guessed in his heart, "This is the only possibility. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why the space magic weapons that are common in the future are stronger than the precious magic weapons of today." Or maybe he got the era wrong and misunderstood the value of this magic weapon. Jin Renfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly, "I didn't expect this magic weapon to be so precious. It's me who is so careless." "In fact, if you really want to obtain this space magic weapon, there is a way." Li Muchen's eyes rolled and a smile appeared on his face. Jin Renfeng didn't expect there would be a turnaround. "Miss Li, do you have any other ideas?" "Although this Qiankun Sleeve is not for sale to the public, there is still a way for the Li family to obtain it." Li Muchen put his hands behind his back. "Generally speaking, as long as the Li family disciples refine a space magic weapon by themselves, they can dispose of it at will." "That is to say, if I refine a space magic weapon." "Then I can give the magic weapon to others." The girl raised her head and glanced at the golden phoenix. "For the sake of our friendship, if you curry favor with me, I may give you one." "if?" Jin Renfeng understood instantly, and he said jokingly, "Then Miss Li, have you mastered the method of refining space magic weapons now?" "No, but I can spend some time studying it." Li Muchen said confidently. "With my ability, I will definitely be able to refine a space magic weapon in the future." "The future? I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy it." Jin Renfeng pretended to be embarrassed and shook his head slowly. "Why, you think I can't do it?" Seeing him like this, Li Muchen questioned him angrily like a kitten with its fur standing on end. "That's not the case. I still believe in Miss Li's talent." Jin Renfeng smiled and said, For someone who can create a demon king-level puppet, creating a space magic weapon would naturally have no problem. "It's just that there is a big problem with timing." "If you can refine a space magic weapon in a few decades, I estimate that you will have become an elder of the Dao League. By then, you can get one even by merit. Why would you need Miss Li to send you off?"
“I don’t need decades!” Li Muchen was very angry at being looked down upon in person. "It's just a space magic weapon. I can handle it in three years at most." "Then I wish Miss Li all the best." Jin Renfeng did not comment on this. A punch hit cotton, and for a moment, Li Muchen became even angrier. "Brother, there is still one match in the first round. Do you want to go watch other contestants compete in the remaining time?" Huaizhu interrupted their argument. "Anyone of note?" Jin Renfeng asked. "All the disciples from the noble families have finished competing, and the only ones left are some independent cultivators whose strength is just so-so!" Li Muchen snorted coldly and said lightly. "Forget it then!" Hearing this, Jin Renfeng lost interest. It was meaningless to watch the competition between ordinary casual cultivators. "It's almost noon, let's go find something to eat, as we have a competition this afternoon!" He suggested. Several people agreed, and even Li Muchen, who was sulking, did not refuse. So, the group flew towards Chixia City on their swords. . . . . . . . . After noon, the group returned to the venue. It was still the same mahogany box, and the thirty-two winning contestants came forward to draw lots. "My lot this time is Jizi! Little brother, what's your lot?" Li Jingang asked. "I'm Ding Ziqian." The Golden Phoenix Road. "It seems like this is our first competition." The second round in the afternoon is a knockout round of 32 to 16, with the same rules as in the morning. The thirty-two contestants need to compete in a total of sixteen matches, so each of the eight open arenas needs to host two competitions. Because the competition was not held in the same venue, the group split into two groups and headed for two arenas. Jin Renfeng brought Huaizhu and Qin Lan to the vicinity of Platform No. 4.
At this time, a man in black with a mustache was standing on the ring. He held a long sword and had a treacherous look on his face. "Who is this person? I don't think I've seen him before?" Jin Renfeng turned his head and said, "Could it be that he is a casual cultivator?" "I don't know either!" Huaizhu also shook his head slowly. Unlike Li Muchen, Huaizhu is not familiar with these people from aristocratic families. Seeing this, Jin Renfeng did not force it. Seeing that the time was up, he flew onto the stage on his sword. Seeing him on the field, the referee immediately shouted, "The contestants have arrived. Jin Renfeng versus Shi Zheng. The match begins." Shi Zheng? Hearing this name, Jin Renfeng felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he had heard it. "So it's you, kid!" But at this moment, the person opposite spoke first. "I didn't expect to run into you here." "Why, do we know each other?" Jin Renfeng asked. "Of course I don't know you." The man in black said coldly, "But my brother, you should know." "Who is your brother?" Jin Renfeng looked puzzled. "Shi Family Shitang!" The man in black said loudly. "Stone Hall?" Jin Renfeng suddenly realized. "It turns out it's him!" When he heard the name, Jin Renfeng remembered the boy who questioned his status as a disciple from another family at the Blue Sky Conference.
"So, you are from the Moxuejianshi family?" Jin Renfeng asked. "Exactly!" The man in black drew the sword from his waist with an arrogant look. "That's a coincidence!" Jin Renfeng chuckled. Although the other party was from the Shi family, he did not take it to heart. Even though Shi Tang had exposed his identity, sparking a conflict between him and the Xiao family and causing him to be looked down upon at the Blue Sky Conference, this had nothing to do with Shi Zheng in front of him. He had no intention of involving others in the hatred. "Laugh? You can laugh now, but you won't be able to laugh later." Shi Zheng snorted coldly and said sarcastically. "What do you mean?" Jin Renfeng restrained his smile. The other party seems to have bad intentions. "A slave is a slave. No matter how hard I try, I can't turn things around!" Shi Zheng said coldly, "This newcomer competition is not a place for you to come!" "I advise you to kneel down and surrender immediately to avoid physical pain." Jin Renfeng's eyes gradually turned cold. It seemed that this man and Shi Tang and Xiao Wancheng were of the same kind. "You seem very confident, you bastard!" "Shi Tang once told me about the Blue Sky Conference after he came back." Shi Zheng raised his sword and said to himself, Blue cold air condensed on the sword, and the temperature on the ring suddenly dropped a few degrees. "So I know a little bit about you, too." "Just a few months ago, you were just an ordinary person without any power." "In such a short time, even if you cultivate magic power, how much power can you have?" "So you're an idiot who thinks you have a sure win because I've only been practicing for a short time!" Jin Renfeng sneered. "But even though I have only been practicing for a short time, I have defeated Qing Ruoyan." "Are you a scumbag qualified to compete with Qing Ruoyan?" "Although I don't know how a servile disciple from another family like you defeated the young lady of the Qing family, I think you must have used some cunning tricks." Shi Zheng said coldly.
"Now that you've run into me, I won't give you this chance." Looking at this inexplicably confident guy, the Jin man found it quite ridiculous. "You must be crazy to be talking nonsense here." He raised his hands, rubbed his fists, and flames burned in his hands. "Looks like I have to give you a good repair." "How dare you, a mere servant, speak so rudely! This time I must teach you a lesson on behalf of the Dongfang family." Shi Zheng swung the blue sword in his hand, and in an instant, streaks of frost condensed under his feet and quickly spread around the arena. As the cold air raged, the people around couldn't help but shiver. As Jin Renfeng stepped forward, pure yang flames burned fiercely at his feet. Instantly, the spreading frost seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and began to melt and disintegrate rapidly. The lowered temperature also rose instantly. In less than a breath, the entire arena returned to its original appearance. "It seems that repairing you is not enough. I have to beat you into a pig's head." Jin Renfeng sneered. He has never been in a good mood when facing his enemies. This person came up and started to mock and insult him indiscriminately, so he naturally had to fight back one by one. Seeing that his move was ineffective, Shi Zheng felt as if he was humiliated. He was furious, raised his sword, and flew towards the opposite side. As the cold air surged, an icy channel gathered under his feet. Seeing this, Jin Renfeng raised his hand and used the divine fire to protect his body. The scorching pure sun flame wrapped around the arm, like a flame armor, protecting it. Then he threw a heavy punch forward. clang-- The fist and sword collided, making a sound of metal clashing. The sword tip pierced directly into the fist, but with the divine fire protecting it, the sharp sword tip could not touch the fist at all. (End of this chapter)