Fellow Daoist, please wait!
This sentence had always been said by Shen Gongpao, the God of Misfortune during the Apotheosis era. However, Luo Feng decided that from today onwards, this sentence would belong to him.
Yang Jian was about to return to Mount Kunlun to hand over the Violet Myrtle Sword to his master, Yu Xu Zhenren. However, he stopped in his tracks when he heard Luo Feng's words. He turned around and realized that the words had come from Luo Feng's mouth."Were you the one talking just now?"
Luo Feng sized up Yang Jian's position and realized that he was still within the protective barrier of the convenience store. He mustered his courage and walked over.(The protection system stipulated that if any human or demon with ill intentions attacked Luo Feng, the system would automatically reflect the damage.)
Yang Jian realized that Luo Feng, a mortal, actually dared to approach him. His eyelids twitched slightly. Was this guy not afraid that he would be slapped to death?
Luo Feng walked to Yang Jian's side and glanced at the Violet Myrtle Sword in his hand."Fellow Daoist, are you troubled by the karmic sinflames on the Purple Myrtle Sword?”
Yang Jian pulled out his Purple Myrtle Sword and stabbed it into the void. He said with a regretful expression,""This Purple Myrtle Sword and Purple Myrtle Mountain are one. After so many years of nurturing by Purple Myrtle Qi, it has long developed intelligence. However, before the bat ancestor died, he poured the karmic fire that he had been contaminated with into the Purple Myrtle Sword, turning it into scrap metal.”
Luo Feng was delighted when he heard that. He was still thinking about how to sell the washing powder in his hands, but he didn't expect to get a 'customer' so soon, and a big one at that.
If Luo Feng remembered correctly, Yang Jian was the number one person below Perfected Golden Immortal, so he must have a lot of merit points.
"Cough cough…" Luo Feng pretended to cough and asked tentatively,""Fellow Daoist, can I borrow the Violet Myrtle Sword to take a look?”
If someone else had said this, Yang Jian would have slapped him without hesitation and even said,"I want to see my stuff too." However, if it was Luo Feng, he would have thrown the Violet Myrtle Sword at him without hesitation. In Yang Jian's eyes, Luo Feng was just a mortal. If he wanted to snatch the Violet Myrtle Sword away from him, he would be eating a man in his sleep.
Whoosh!
With a strange sound, Yang Jian threw the Violet Myrtle Sword to Luo Feng. His action was seen by the people hiding in the dark, and it immediately caused an uproar!
"Eh? Who was this person? Why did Yang Jian throw the Purple Myrtle Sword to him?”
"This person doesn't seem to have any cultivation at all. Could it be that Yang Jian wants to give this Violet Myrtle Sword to him?”
"Idiot, this Purple Myrtle Sword has been tainted by the Hellfire and lost its spirituality. However, the material is extraordinary. If it can be reforged, it might be able to be refined into a peerless divine sword.”
"That makes sense. In my opinion, Yang Jian must have been entrusted by this person to seize the Myrtle Sword. As for his cultivation…I heard that some experts like to pretend to be mortals and walk the world.”
Luo Feng didn't know that because of his actions, those people hiding in the dark who didn't give up would definitely mistake him for a master. He pretended to size up the Violet Myrtle Sword, then shook his head and said,""It's indeed a good sword, but it's a pity.”
Yang Jian grabbed the sword from Luo Feng's hand and said in a deep voice,""I've given you the sword, so it's time for me to return to Mount Kunlun. As for whether this Purple Myrtle Sword can still appear, it all depends on its destiny.”
"Senior Immortal, please wait!" Luo Feng stopped Yang Jian and narrowed his eyes."If I say that I have a way to remove the karmic sinflames on the Violet Myrtle Sword, will you believe me?”
Yang Jian's body froze for a moment. He suddenly took a step forward and asked excitedly,"Do you really have a way to remove the karmic sinflames on the Violet Myrtle Sword?”
Luo Feng glanced at the distant mountain stream from the corner of his eye and found that the place immediately quieted down until his words had an effect. He laughed loudly,"It's just a mere karmic sinflames. What can't it be removed?”
Yang Jian looked at the dull Violet Myrtle Sword and then at the confident Luo Feng. He gritted his teeth and said,""As long as Fellow Daoist can help me remove the karmic sinflames of the Myrtle Sword, Yang Jian will naturally reward you handsomely.”
I was waiting for you to say this!
Luo Feng had made such a big detour because he wanted to get some benefits from Yang Jian. Since he had achieved his goal, he was too lazy to waste time. He took the Violet Myrtle Sword and turned to walk towards the convenience store.
When Luo Feng returned to Yang Jian's side, he was already holding a wooden basin filled with water and Li Bai brand washing powder. Luo Feng waved at Yang Jian,""Senior Immortal, lend me the Purple Myrtle Sword."
Luo Feng's actions had completely confused Yang Jian, and he subconsciously handed over the Violet Myrtle Sword.
After Luo Feng received the Violet Myrtle Sword, he gently placed it in the basin and poured the washing powder into it.
Just as Yang Jian was wondering what Luo Feng was going to do, he realized that Luo Feng had actually pulled a leaf from the mulberry tree beside him and started washing the Violet Myrtle Sword.
This was removing the karmic sinflames from the Violet Myrtle Sword?
Yang Jian widened his eyes in disbelief as he looked at Luo Feng. He didn't want Luo Feng to be able to get rid of the karmic sinflames that even saints couldn't easily get rid of.
Not to mention Yang Jian, even those guys hiding in the dark were stunned.
"I've only heard of Saints casting spells to remove karmic sinflames, but I've never heard of using water to wash it off?”
"Could it be that this water is the essence water of the Innate? However, even the innate essence water could not wash away the karmic sinflames.”
"A smokescreen? Impossible, how could an ordinary camouflage trick hide from my divine sense?”
"Don't you think that the bubbles are a bit strange? As long as the Violet Myrtle Swords touch the bubbles, the bubbles will invade the Violet Myrtle Swords.”
Luo Feng didn't know that his actions had already changed the world view of the natives of the Primordial World. He only knew that Yang Jian was his first customer, so he had to satisfy him.
After cleaning the Violet Myrtle Sword for about five breaths, the still Violet Myrtle Sword began to tremble.
"This is?" When Yang Jian saw this scene, his three eyes widened almost at the same time. This was because he realized that the karmic sinflames on the Myrtle Sword were slowly disappearing.
"Success!" Luo Feng stopped what he was doing and smiled at Yang Jian.
As if to confirm his words, the Purple Myrtle Sword emitted ten thousand rays of purple light.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the Violet Myrtle Sword let out a burst of joy and soared into the sky!
Luo Feng was very satisfied with this scene. Washing away the karmic fire with washing powder, he must have created the strongest body in the Wilderness!
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