Chapter 22: Great Joy! Copying Successfully!
"My dear husband, is this the Ascension Conference?"

Looking at the monks coming and going, a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Qiaoqian's eyes.

I have lived in the Chen family since I was a child, and have never seen so many independent cultivators.

Looking at the stall owner sitting cross-legged on the ground and hawking his wares non-stop, he seemed particularly curious.

Chen Yun smiled slightly, glanced at the monks present, and couldn't help feeling troubled.

There are a lot of cultivators here. It is obviously not easy to find Han Li among so many cultivators.

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked across the Tianwu Terrace in front of him.

The seven major sects have already begun to arrange their own arenas.

It seems that the Ascension Conference has just begun, and Han Li should not have obtained the fragment of the magic weapon that conceals his breath and figure.

Maybe I can go there and wait.

With this in mind, Chen Yun glanced at the stalls in front of him and led Chen Qiaoqian into the crowd.

Walk towards the center of the square.

In the original novel, the Qinling Ye family member was selling magic weapon fragments here.

"Look, are these two people the descendants of the Chen family?"

"I remember that with the relationship between the Chen family and the Yellow Maple Valley, as long as one's cultivation breaks through the tenth level of Qi training and meets the qualifications and age requirements, one can directly become a disciple!"

"Why come here?"

……

Looking at the casual cultivators who were talking to each other, Chen Qiaoqian blinked her big eyes and whispered, "Is it difficult for these casual cultivators to join the sect?"

Listening to Chen Qiaoqian's childish words, Chen Yun gently patted Chen Qiaoqian's hair and said, "The Ascension Conference is held every ten years, and each sect only recruits ten independent cultivators!"

"Look at the independent cultivators here!"

Chen Qiaoqian was slightly startled, only to see a large crowd of wandering cultivators in front of her, at least thousands of them.

The seven major sects will only recruit seventy people this time.

"If they miss this opportunity, the chances of these casual cultivators obtaining the Foundation Establishment Pill will be almost zero!"

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the casual cultivator in front of him, and said lightly: "The body will die and the Tao will disappear, and the world will be annihilated."

"No, I don't want this thing of yours. Exchange it with something else!"

"This is the fragment of a magic weapon. This material alone is more than enough to exchange for your bowl!"

"What use do I have for this fragment?"

At this moment, a fierce quarrel was heard in the distance.

Hearing the words "Magic Weapon Fragments", Chen Yun's face showed a hint of joy: "Let's go and see what's going on!"

The two walked one in front and one behind, walking straight along the bluestone street for dozens of feet.

A stall appeared in front of the two of them, and there was a crowd of people outside.

The sound of a fierce quarrel came from within.

The appearance of Chen Yun and Chen Qiaoqian quickly made way for them in the crowded crowd.

"Chen family member!"

"His cultivation has reached the twelfth level of Qi training!"

All the casual cultivators widened their eyes and retreated one after another.

The people arguing were a member of the Qinling Ye family and a strong man with a dark face.

The Ye family member's cultivation level is slightly lower, only at the seventh level of Qi training, while the black-faced sturdy man opposite him who is holding the fragment of the magic weapon has a cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi training.

Although there is a huge gap in their cultivation levels, their auras are completely opposite.

The Ye family members have the support of their family, while the black-faced sturdy man is a casual cultivator who dares not offend the Ye family.

Even though he wanted the golden bowl of the Ye family's disciple, he did not dare to force the sale.

The burly man with a black face held a piece of translucent cloth in his hand, which was wrinkled and uneven around the edges.

"This fragment is amazing. Any object covered with it will immediately become invisible, and not a single bit of spiritual energy will leak out. It also won't hinder the entry of spiritual energy from the outside."

The dark-faced man had a gloomy expression on his face. He shook his sleeves and a silver mouse appeared in his hand.

His right hand trembled, and the magic cloth in his hand shone on the silver mouse.

In an instant, the silver mouse and Bu disappeared at the same time.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Yun scanned it with his spiritual sense, but he noticed nothing.

This magic weapon fragment really has some secrets. "It's really amazing!"

"Even my spiritual sense can't detect it!"

The onlookers started talking about it.

"Well, your bowl is definitely worth it!"

The black-faced burly man pulled off the magic weapon, a hint of complacency flashed across his face, and he looked at the stall owner.

The stall owner sneered, "A primary-mid-level invisibility charm can do it, and this thing is so small, what can it hide!"

Upon hearing this, the dark-faced sturdy man said anxiously: "This is a fragment of a magic weapon. Its concealment ability is not comparable to that of a primary talisman!"

The Ye family disciple chuckled: "Even if you say something wonderful, what's the use if I can't use it!"

"If you want it, bring thirty spirit stones!"

While several people were arguing, Chen Yun's eyes were not fixed on the fragments of the magic weapon, but he kept looking around.

His gaze specifically lingered on a few ordinary-looking monks.

"According to the plot, Han Li's cultivation is only at the ninth level of Qi training at this time!"

Chen Yun's spiritual sense swept across and finally landed on a cultivator in green clothes.

His ordinary clothes and plain appearance make him inconspicuous in the crowd.

The most important thing is that there is not even a storage bag around its waist.

Although they are casual cultivators, the price of a storage bag is not high, so there are very few people who are in the late stage of Qi training but do not have a storage bag.

Chen Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and walked up slowly.

Even though Han Li was a thoughtful and extremely vigilant person, he couldn't help but be distracted when he saw such a magical fragment of a magic weapon.

Chen Yun moved closer, his body lightly touching Han Li.

[Zhantian Bottle (incomplete), can be copied]

Hearing the system prompt sound coming from his ear, Chen Yun's eyes lit up, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately said in his mind: "Copy!"

"Buzz!"

As the buzzing sound continued, Chen Yun felt his right hand getting hot.

Then a cool feeling swept over me.

Chen Yun gently clenched his right hand, and a cold bottle appeared in his hand.

"Success!"

Chen Yun was extremely excited. He had finally succeeded in copying the little green bottle that he had been looking forward to for so long.

Han Li looked at the handsome young man in white clothes who was standing beside him with a happy face, and frowned slightly.

I don't know why he is so happy.

"I want this magic weapon fragment!"

After successfully copying the Palm of Heaven Bottle, Chen Yun was in a very good mood. He stepped forward quickly and spread out his right hand.

Thirty low-level spirit stones were scattered on the table.

"Give me the fragment of the magic weapon, and then you can buy this magic weapon!"

His cultivation level of the twelfth level of Qi training was displayed without any concealment.

The dark-faced man was overjoyed and quickly handed the magic weapon fragment to Chen Yun, saying, "Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist!"

Chen Yun took the fragment of the magic weapon. It was icy cold, as if he was holding a ball of liquid.

"Qiaoqian, let's go!"

Chen Yun stuffed the magic weapon fragments into the storage bag and looked at Chen Qiaoqian.

"Uh-huh!"

Although Chen Qiaoqian wanted to continue strolling here, since Chen Yun had already spoken, she naturally decided not to stay any longer.

Han Li looked at Chen Yun's departing back, and a sense of loss flashed through his heart.

Chen Yun's eyes kept scanning the stalls in front of him, and his gaze landed on a stall selling elixirs.

"Do you have any water thunder vines here?"

With the small green bottle, you can cultivate the thousand-year-old elixir, and the hundred-year-old water thunder vine is the key to cultivating the thunder fish.

(End of this chapter)