At this moment, Lu Xuan was already outside the capital of Feng Kingdom.
In a tea stall on the edge of Fengluofang Market.
Lu Xuan looked quite relaxed, slowly drinking a bowl of coarse tea and eating a few small, rough, but delicious pastries.
He came here only to inquire about Fengluo Market and the weapon-refining master, because there are many independent cultivators coming and going here, including Core Formation stage cultivators like himself.
Suddenly a man's voice came from ahead:
"Fellow Daoist, where do you come from? You're not a cultivator from our Feng Kingdom's cultivation world, are you?"
Lu Xuan put down his simple teacup and looked up.
Standing opposite was a polite man with a stubble beard and an ordinary appearance; he was probably only at the mid-stage of the Core Formation realm.
Lu Xuan was somewhat surprised to encounter a Core Formation stage cultivator at a casual tea stall outside Fengluo Market.
"What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist? Do I not look like a cultivator from your Feng Kingdom's cultivation world? Heh."
The thin-faced young man opposite him held a black feather fan in his hand. Lu Xuan could tell at a glance that it was a low-grade peak magic weapon!
Upon hearing Lu Xuan's question, the man smiled, then sat down confidently opposite Lu Xuan and said:
"Fellow Daoist Lu, please don't be offended. I am Mo Zifan. I am a native cultivator of our Feng Kingdom, so it's easy for me to tell that you are not a cultivator from our Feng Kingdom!"
Mo Zifan's words made Lu Xuan's expression become somewhat wary: "Oh? Please speak frankly, Fellow Daoist Mo. If you cannot reveal the truth, I, Lu, will absolutely not allow you to come here and spout nonsense today!"
Hearing Lu Xuan's hostile words, Mo Zifan sensed a hint of killing intent, so he quickly straightened up and explained:
"Fellow Daoist, please don't be surprised. You may not know this, but most of the cultivators in our Feng Kingdom have their hair tied up, especially us great cultivators who are at the mid-stage of Core Formation or above. We often like to wear the robes of the Imperial Preceptor bestowed by the Feng Kingdom's royal family!"
The Imperial Preceptor's Taoist Robe?
Is the royal family of the Feng Kingdom really that powerful? That they can govern Core Formation cultivators?
These questions swirled in Lu Xuan's mind.
Without figuring these things out, it seems he can't travel in the Wind Kingdom.
Suddenly, Mo Zifan, sitting opposite him, took out a Taoist robe as magnificent as the one he was wearing from his storage bag and presented it to Lu Xuandao:
"Fellow Daoist Lu, this is the National Preceptor's Robe worn by all cultivators in our Feng Kingdom at the mid-stage of Core Formation and above! It is a top-grade Daoist robe made of fire-patterned golden silk and spirit silkworm cold silk!"
Lu Xuan took the Taoist robe and looked at it.
A hint of satisfaction appeared on his face. Sure enough, the materials and techniques used to forge this Taoist robe were those of a third-tier weapon refiner.
If this were sold at a regular auction, it might fetch tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.
Moreover, this Taoist robe can withstand an attack from a low-grade magic weapon!
"Then thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Mo Zifan. Of course, I can't just take your things for nothing. This is a nine-leaf blue-leaf flower that is ten thousand years old. It is a peak third-tier spiritual herb, and its value is no less than ten thousand low-grade spirit stones. It is enough to offset the precious Daoist robe that you gave me, Fellow Daoist Mo."
Although this ancient herb is very precious, it's rather useless to Lu Xuan. It takes up space in his storage ring, so he might as well use it to do someone a favor.
In any case, the value of the other party's top-grade Daoist robe is no less than that of an ordinary ten-thousand-year-old spiritual medicine.
Regardless of Mo Zifan's intentions, Lu Xuan didn't take him seriously. As long as he wasn't a Nascent Soul cultivator, with his strength, he didn't need to worry about him.
Mo Zifan accepted the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herb from Lu Xuan, and suddenly his expression lit up with joy. "What! This is actually the ten-thousand-year-old blue leaf flower that I have been searching for for ten years without success?"
Looking at the elixir Lu Xuan gave him, Mo Zifan thanked him repeatedly with great joy.
"Nine Leaves, that's it, this is the treasure I've been looking for. It's all thanks to you, Fellow Daoist Lu, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to find this rare Ten Thousand Year Blue Leaf Flower even in ten years. Fellow Daoist Lu, you've been a great help to me."
After expressing his heartfelt gratitude, Mo Zifan still seemed to feel somewhat apologetic, so he took out another golden token and handed it to Lu Xuandao:
"I forgot to tell you, Fellow Daoist Lu, that in the cultivation world of Feng Kingdom, having the Imperial Preceptor's robe alone isn't enough; you also need this Imperial Preceptor's token. With these two items, you can travel freely throughout Feng Kingdom, except for the forbidden areas of the two major Nascent Soul sects, including the royal palace and the palaces of the princes and princesses!"
"Really? Does every Core Formation cultivator in the Feng Kingdom possess these two items?" Lu Xuan looked at Mo Zifan and asked the question he had been wanting to ask.
Upon hearing this, Mo Zifan shook his head and said, "Those rogue cultivators who have reached the Core Formation stage are not qualified. Only those who have reached the mid-Core Formation stage are qualified to receive these two items bestowed by the Feng Kingdom's royal family."
Mo Zifan then added, "As far as I know, there are only twenty or thirty people in the entire Feng Kingdom's cultivation world who possess the Imperial Preceptor's Token!"
Afterwards, Lu Xuan talked with Mo Zifan for a while and learned from him that Mo Zifan was not a native cultivator of the Feng Kingdom's cultivation world. He had just lied.
He was a cultivator from the neighboring country, Chi Kingdom. He infiltrated the cultivation world of Feng Kingdom only to find the Ten-Thousand-Year Blue Leaf Flower. Now that he had found it, Mo Zifan no longer intended to stay in the cultivation world of Feng Kingdom and decided to leave Feng Kingdom and return to Chi Kingdom.
After parting ways with Mo Zifan.
Lu Xuan entered Fengluo Market.
He smiled, realizing that Mo Zifan was a female cultivator who had disguised herself as a male cultivator to infiltrate the Feng Kingdom.
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