: The breeze breaks

Lu Han hurriedly passed by hundreds of thousands of miles and indeed witnessed his foresight. The golden elixir monks were a little unbearable than they thought. They were suppressed by the guardian laws of the Xuantu realm and could only stagger on the ground.

The strongest movement speed of these monks is that they are like ghosts surfing in the air, and they flash as frequently as Lingbo Microsteps. The speed is only equivalent to the speed of the sword flying in the foundation-building stage.

The sects that recruited strong people issued notices a long time ago, and they were posted in cities of all sizes. However, even if Lu Han met several small towns with a population of one million, he hurriedly passed by just a glance, and he didn't even have the interest to enter.

The nearest big city has 700,000 miles to go, which will take at least one day. It will inevitably be super prosperous. At least you can find more advanced spiritual materials. Many spiritual pills that were unable to be refined before will be gradually realized.

The hundred elixirs in the Xuan Realm, the eighth grade is the highest, the ninth grade is the highest, and the tenth grade becomes an immortal.

That is to say, those top-level existences will break the head for the eighth-grade spiritual pill. If you can have this level of pill, the great way is to save many twists and turns, and you can ensure that you practice at a normal speed.

The value of a bottle is as high as 5,000 spirit stones, and the supply is in short supply and price is not enough, so most monks are using the seventh-grade pill to survive.

There are still nine months left before this Holy Priest election, and there are not enough time, because Lu Han has just arrived and there are many variables in it. After all, the three soul-takers dare not often show off. The information they confessed is still limited, and what they have worked hard to get is the most real.

But at least in this interface, you don’t have to worry about refining the materials for the Fighting Heaven Pill. You can even guarantee a 70% chance of upgrading to the Divine Realm. The spiritual materials required are all disorderly and complicated. As for the "Slaying the Holy Fruit" that has never been collected, if you can also get it, with a terrifying 90% chance of advancing, Lu Han even began to worry about the degree of divine punishment of this interface.

As for mass-producing elixirs of Cangyuan Realm, he gave up for the time being just thinking about it. You should know that for all cultivators of this level, the probability of success at this level is no less than winning the second prize of the PIAO prize.

If you do anything against the will of heaven, every time you refine a spiritual pill, you will suffer a punishment of law that is no less than the small heavenly tribulation. It is ten times more terrifying than the attack on the Heavenly Pill at the beginning. If it is not necessary, it will not cause fire to burn yourself.

But if he can meet the corresponding spiritual materials, he will never let it go. Even the Baodan Pill recipe that helps advance to the Mahayana stage, but the probability of success has been greatly reduced. If he has not encountered special circumstances, this interface will not be created by himself by himself.

But Lu Han felt that the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him had gradually begun to change directions, as if he was being pulled by some means. When he was heading in a certain direction, he knew that he had descended to the Xuan Realm and the first big city he wanted to wander around, Baibao City, was about to enter his sight.

When I checked the sky with the Xuanyin Spirit Eye, I found countless spiritual waves, rolling forward with the wind, gathering towards the city like a hundred rivers entering the sea. There is a magnificent Dharma array there to absorb spiritual energy, supplying powerful energy to the inside, and it is majestic and majestic.

Even deep underground, there are hidden spiritual veins. When no one feels them, they are all used by the city. After all, with the laws and laws of the Xuan Realm, even a small spiritual mine is possible.

The giant cities on the Hunkun interface cover almost all of thousands of miles of land, and thousands of buildings are shoulder to shoulder. They are already at the level of domineering. When Lu Han looked down at Baibao City from top to bottom, he still felt pitiful, as if he suddenly plunged into a prefecture-level city from a county town. Even though he had seen everything in his previous life, he still sighed at it now.

It really seems that the huge golden ingot was thrown on the earth by the gods. The treasure city with a scale of 1,800 miles was like a soaring giant ship embedded in front of it. The outer rim was beautiful, and the golden light could shine on the nine skyscrapers.

Even though the golden color is bright, it never shines with eyes. It narrows a slit in disorder. When the discomfort caused when you first look, it quickly passes away, and the whole person's pores burst out and his eyes are spectacular.

On the tall city walls with golden ingots, colorful flags were waving in the wind, and various symbols and patterns were unavailable. At a glance, I found several patrol teams shuttled back and forth, each team was about eight to ten people, and the leader was the God-Transforming Level.

The monks from all directions began to gather. They were still hundreds of miles away from the city. Thousands of escape lights had landed one after another, floating lights and sliding forward at a height of three feet. This is awe of the city and the strong, and it is also a basic rule.

The west gate is round and arched, thirty-six meters high, and is exactly half of its width. It is composed of the main gate and two side gates. The middle is basically closed, and the monks and mortals are allowed to enter and exit on both sides. Lu Han, who follows countless figures, has already felt shoulder to shoulder.

But what surprised him was that there were still a few figures traveling against each other, constantly looking at each face with their eyes. The shrewd light confirmed that these people were old fry.

"Daoist, do you need a token? It can avoid the cumbersome registration and can enter and exit normally. Because there are many people in the queue in front, who wants to save precious time? Just get one from me. The price is slightly expensive, but it only charges eight hundred spirit stones."

"Tsk! You only cost 300 yuan in line at the door. You guys who are so stupid, you can earn two bottles of sixth-grade spiritual pills when you open your mouth. Go."

After being rejected several times, these people smiled a lot, and seemed to have experienced it for more than tens of millions of times. Their voices were deliberately suppressed, but they could still be heard by hundreds of feet.

Lu Han found that most of the cultivators refused to lose the cultivator were in the Nascent Soul realm. The four transactions were in the middle and late stages of the God Transformation. The appearance of the Hundred Treasure City was golden, but the token was made of pure silver, forming a strong contrast.

"Senior, you will definitely not reject me. It's fate that we meet. I can give you a discount, just 600 yuan."

"Uh... so generous, then make a deal!"

When a pair of eyes fixed on Lu Han, the man squeezed over with a smile and lowered his voice a little, pretending to be mysterious and started the promotion, but he did not expect that the other side would be so happy.

"You must be a senior with a high level of cultivation. You are the kind of person who does not care about the details of those who achieve great things. You can see through the sky and the earth at one glance..."

"If you're cliché, just tell me which one is the largest trading bank in the city!"

This guy is only thirty years old and has only the middle stage of the Golden Pill. However, his smooth way of dealing with the world has made many strong people feel ashamed. Unfortunately, Lu Han doesn't like chatting about trivial matters, so he waves his hand and continues to ask questions.

"You see, I feel that the God of Wealth is going to visit today. This biggest trading house is naturally the 'Wanhuayuan' in the Xuantu world with thousands of chain branches. But there is also a brand there, otherwise it must be recommended by the guarantor to enter. Here you only need two hundred spirit stones."

The servant first handed over the silver pass, which was only six inches long. There were three ingots engraved on the front, and the figure on the back, with a burly figure on the face and beard hanging on the beard, but only a few rough outlines were outlined, and the extraordinary momentum had already come to my eyes.

He has a small brand in his hand, which is only three inches small and is made of purple jade. Compared with the intuitiveness of the pass, it has several times more exquisite and meaning. The purple air comes from the east like the sun rises.

"You also need to drop a drop of essence and blood to activate it. At that time, you only need to shake it at the door and you will be registered immediately. The City Lord's Mansion also controls the overview of each practitioner."

"Bring it!"

Before the servant finished speaking, Lu Han had already completed the pass order recognition ceremony in one go, and reached out to point at the purple jade order. At the same time, there was an additional storage bag in the servant's arms.

"Tsk tsk! The senior must have all his wishes come true in this trip, but when he goes in, you must remember the three words "Qingfeng Po", and after he comes out, you must remember the "many evil spirits."

'……?interesting!'

In that storage bag, there were nine hundred spirit stones neatly, and the extra one was reward. The servant just touched it and said the last few words with a smile on his face. Although the first half of the sentence is confusing, the last three words are kind reminders.

He met the Soul-Snatcher as soon as he arrived. The even more hateful monks are nothing. After all, the mysterious world is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, and demons and monsters can be with him. The human monks are no exception.

Very far from the city gate, Lu Han discovered a small plaque erected with a very lively light wave. Every monk entering the city must move the token closer and shake it, and a faint spiritual light shot into it, causing some ripples and then returned to normal.

In front of the closed main gate, a strong man dressed in a military general remained unmoved. The pressure that only existed in the late stage of the Cangyuan Realm was always as strong as the Taishan Mountain, and it always gave "free supplies" warnings and tips to those who entered the city.

If these are not enough, in the attic above the city gate, the young man in a blue python robe is the real majesty. Ordinary monks cannot sense their existence, but their great realm in the middle stage of Xuan can be detected without Lu Han letting go of his divine thoughts.

After a moment, three main roads came into view, extending to the straight end, and a hundred feet tall building penetrated into the sky, with a scent of scent of the earth. At the doors of each store, either the energetic handsome guy waved his handkerchief, and all of them were trying to earn commissions to attract customers.

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The beginning of the main road in the middle was completely different from the noise around it. The clear shouts of two men and one woman were incompatible with attracting business. It directly attracted Lu Han's eyes and suddenly thought of something in his mind.

He found that the three of them were all wearing exquisite clothes, all of which were black green Taoist robes, with a few cold plums embroidered on them, and their hairpins were swept over and over with black hair. The man had a very beautiful eyebrows and the female cultivator was slightly handsome.

Moreover, there is a cluster of flowers on the back, with a small flag on each side, but there is no pattern feature. When combined, this scene is indeed a bit different from the surrounding pattern.

The three of them shouted in turn. Although the voice was not high, they could hear it except the deaf. Unfortunately, no one stopped and at most they could see a novelty sweep by.

‘Don’t ask the Tao? Practice joy? Isn’t it not to ask the Tao and joy to practice? How should the three words of the servant be explained?’

"Senior, are you in trouble?"

A young man in black slowly approached, with thoughts between his eyebrows. The female cultivator's eyes lit up and immediately took the initiative to consult.

Lu Han glanced at the three of them again, then looked at the flower cluster and the small flag. Whether it belonged to "Three Citi" or "Yang Citi". It was a similar combination anyway, but it was based on the attempt. It would be harmless if you understand it wrongly.

After thinking about it, a short secret speech was transmitted to the ears of the three people. It was the three words "Qingfeng Po" that the servant told him, and it depends on how the other party reacted. Any changes in these juniors could not escape his eyes.

"What? Could it be..."

"Congratulations to seniors for becoming the eighth monk. The location of this Secret Treasure Exchange is Huayang Banner Alley, where there is a dedicated person to pick him up."

The middle-aged young man bowed, his face very formal and seemed to have a sense of accomplishment. It seemed that similar situations were difficult to happen. However, Lu Han did not respond, but just nodded slightly and left. The low-level monks here all secretly took unimaginable shrewdness, which further proved that the competition in the Xuan Realm was fierce, the pressure at the bottom was very heavy, and elites were produced under the harsh environment.

There is that cluster of flowers, two men and one woman means that the yang is strong and the yin is weak, and the two small flags should have another yin and darkness. But it is too early to say that, it is clearly a shameful transaction, and it is also exchanged by the secret treasure of the crown. This interface is fresh and refined, such as a soul robber.

Lu Han could predict that the scale of this underground transaction must be quite large. The three of them could stand at the city gate and shout. The servants knew the secret code, and at least they were recognized by both the black and white sides.

The tall buildings in Wanhuayuan are extremely conspicuous. At the intersection of several main roads, more than 90 floors of pillars stand in the distance like sky-raising. The exquisite decoration can quickly attract anyone's attention. The decoration cost of the outer layer can consume at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

Two lines of gold-plated characters are hung down in a row, and the left side is "no one in ten thousand" and the right side is "Source the essence and extract the flowers". Above the door is the big "Yuan", with bustling below, and all kinds of noises rise and fall.

But Lu Han temporarily left out the meaning of falling in. There is no deep relationship here. Don’t expect to get something hot but precious. The secret exchange will be closer to reality. The alley called "Huayang Banner" is four hundred miles away from this place, and is located on the north side of Baibao City.

Looking from the map, not far from the northern suburbs, there are mountains and forests overlapping, which is an excellent place to hide and shelter. Things that cannot be seen must have been accumulated in this direction.

More than half an hour later, a small passage with a width of less than meter extends from a branch road. There are towers with more than ten floors. There are not many people on the road, but as soon as you enter the alley, you will feel inexplicably cold and cold. It is almost empty inside, and occasionally a few pets are rushing around.

But when Lu Han just turned his eyes to the second fork in the alley, a few coughs appeared there, and then an old man with a pretty face slowly appeared with a crutch.

This man was wearing a black hat and a yin and yang robe. His hair was white and his body was hunched over. He looked at Lu Han with his turbid eyes, but these were just deceiving monks of the same realm.

A silver light flashed quickly in his eyes, and he had already determined that the old man's cultivation was at least about the middle stage of Cangyuan. Even if he existed in the later stage, he would not be able to find any abnormalities without careful identification.
Chapter completed!