Compared with the city Hanzui City, the most influential sect in the city, the city is naturally just a small city, inconspicuous, but as long as you really stand in front of it, you can feel that majestic momentum.

The city wall made of iron-green stones is ten feet high, with potholes on the surface, countless traces spread everywhere, with mouths and claws, and knifes and axes. It is full of vicissitudes of life.

These scars not only did not make Gao Cheng in front of him show any decline, but instead added a sense of condensation, as if a strong man with scars all over his body could make people feel scared without movement.

Zhang Fan stood at the city and looked at it for a moment, quickly gathered his thoughts and turned his eyes to the open city gate.

There, a large number of mortals were entering the city with long dragons. They were carrying long dragons, or pushing carts. They were obviously civilians living nearby, carrying items into the city for sale.

At this time, by time, it was late at night.

However, Hehuan City and the other seven high cities, under the cover of the pillar of the divine fire of the sky, are equivalent to a city that never sleeps, always like daytime, without much impact.

These mortals who came came were all residents of small villages nearby, which was different from the Sijia Village where Zhang Fan had just left.

Sijia Village is located on the periphery. It is vaguely out of the protection area of ​​Hehuan City, and it is obviously not satisfactory. This can be seen from the extremely strong beast bone fence created.

When Zhang Fan walked on the road, he saw that the villages near the city had no such measures. Instead, they were a bit like ordinary villages on the surface, without walls, and some crop-like things were opened up on the periphery. Even at this time, there were still people working in it.

These villages are relatively close to the city, so they are naturally a good location, so it is not easy to come by.

If there is any danger, it can be convenient for you to obtain the original works of the city. Second, if things are not harmonious, you can hide in the city. Besides, even if you usually trade with people living in the city, it is equivalent to having more items out of thin air.

The human dragon in front of you is for this.

However, not everyone was queuing up honestly. After Zhang Fan observed for a while, several people seemed to have not seen the long dragon, striding straight into the city.

Most of them have wide robes and large sleeves, high crowns, and walk like flowing clouds and water. They just penetrate directly and quickly disappear into the door opening.

Seeing their actions, the armored soldiers guarding the city gate had no intention of stopping them, and even the mortals lined up on the side did not show any uproar or resentment, but instead responded with envious eyes.

"Immortal cultivator!"

Very Mingyan, these are all immortals, otherwise they would not have received such privileges.

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment, gave up the idea of ​​queuing up, took Wan'er's little hand, and walked straight towards the city gate like the previous few people.

"Stop!"

With a "wow", the armor shook and the weapons roared. Two long-serpent-shaped weapons immediately stood in front of Zhang Fan and the others.

Not only that, behind them, there were still people, as if there were more armored soldiers, which could be gathered at any time.

The leader of the Arsenal was a middle-aged strong man with a centipede-like scar on his face crept obliquely, and it kept trembling as he spoke, as if a real centipede was about to come back to life and could choose someone at any time to eat it.

No matter how you look at it, he is more than 100 kilograms of heavy armor. He is as light as nothing on his body, and his footsteps are heavy but not at all confused, which shows his strong physique.

Among mortals, he is also a rare master. Although Siming and Si An, who had seen in Sijia Village, called themselves warriors, were obviously more than one level away from this person.

The previous loud shout was walking out of this person's mouth.

His eyes, now Wan'er's body swept across her, a stunning look flashed in her eyes, then she looked at Zhang Fan, paused, and spoke:

"Who are you and how can you not know the rules?"

"Leave quickly, don't cause trouble!"

After hearing what he said, Zhang Fan was a little surprised.

Although this man had a vicious face, he didn't want to be a good person. He was somewhat excused when he said this.

But his kindness is destined to be in vain!

He fell into the net. Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly condensed, and he stabbed his eyes as if there was any substance. At the same time, a powerful force rose up, covering it like a mountain pressing down on it.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

Three extremely heavy sounds sounded, and the middle-aged strong man took three steps in a row, and a terror flashed across his face.

meaning.

He immediately clasped his fists and said loudly: "I don't know if it's the master who is the big driver Xiao Chihuo who is rude."

Although he looked a little embarrassed, his calm demeanor remained unchanged. He still spoke with a full sense of energy and did not feel any cringe. He just flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he was wondering something, and then he returned to his resolute expression as stone.

Zhang Fan saw this. There was only a flash of admiration in his eyes. This person was very good, much better than the one who kissed people's boots at any time like Siming Sinan.

So he nodded. He didn't want to make things difficult for him, but just said calmly: "It's okay!"

Then he took Wan'er's little hand and entered the city with his head held high.

When Chihuo was yelling hard, Zhang Fan thought Wan'er would be frightened, but she didn't expect that she would be very calm from beginning to end. She just snuggled beside him as soft and warm, but she was cold and wet at the beginning.

Obviously, she is somewhat adaptable to the outside environment, and at the same time she is very confident in Zhang Fan, so she can only be able to do so.

this.

Feeling this, Zhang Fan was somewhat relieved. He was a little worried. If Wan'er really couldn't adapt to life outside, it would be difficult to deal with.

Now, it is naturally the best.

The door is deep and a distance of 100 steps. You can see the thickness of the city wall and its real defense is afraid of being seen above the surface.

As soon as I stepped out, a burst of hot air and noisy sound came from it. It seemed as if I had fallen into boiling water all at once, and the entire street was filled with boiling and lively scenes.

The street is wide, and carts can travel side by side. There are shops above three floors on both sides, and the items sold are exquisite.

Such a scene is similar to the prosperous towns of Fangbi. The difference is that both buildings on both sides or other things rarely use the wood that is made of solid stone. Obviously, deep in the earth, wood is probably much rarer than stone.

There are many vendors setting up stalls outside the shops on both sides, which is also a scene of prosperity. Neither mortal towns, immortal cultivators’ markets, or this central world, it cannot be avoided.

In such a small stall, it is easy to get some detailed situations.

So Zhang Fan was not in a hurry to visit the big shops, but instead walked along the street with Wan'er with great interest.

"Brother, do you think Wan'er brings this beautifully?"

In front of a small stall, Wan'er gestured on her hair with a small purple-gold hairpin and asked with a smile.

"Well!"

"nice!"

Zhang Fan replied absent-mindedly.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The girl's keenness made Wan'er notice something was wrong at the first time. She lowered her hairpin and asked, shaking Zhang Fan's sleeve.

"nothing."

Zhang Fan shook his head, took Wan'er's hairpin and looked at it. He smiled and said, "No, Wan'er, you will look good."

"real!"

After all, Wan'er has a simple personality. After hearing Zhang Fan's praise, she immediately put her previous questions in an ordinary way and smiled sweetly.

"This senior has such a good attitude. It's really suitable for the purple gold phoenix hairpin to match this girl.

At this time, the stall owner suddenly inserted.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly. He didn't say much, but his eyes continued to sweep the prayers in front of the stall.

This stall owner is a middle-aged man and an immortal cultivator. However, he is only in the mid-to-late period of Qi Refining. In addition, Zhang Fan did not specifically hide his aura, so he immediately saw the identity of his predecessor in the Foundation Establishment Period.

That purple gold wind hairpin is actually a mid-level magic weapon. It must be a waste to wear it as an ordinary ornament like Wan'er, a mortal with no cultivation.

But Zhang Fan didn't care. The stall owner was stubborn in the market, and he was even more likely to do such a bad thing. At most, he would just make up interesting sentences like before.

This vendor is engaged in a grocery business. From his stall, there are a large amount of mineral metals and finished magical instruments and talismans. In addition to elixirs, he can tell you everything.

This is exactly what Zhang Fan wanted to find. The doubts he had seen before that may be answered.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Zhangfan squatted down and picked up a piece of ore with a hidden red and golden light and asked, "Fellow Taoist, are you Qinjin Stone?"

The stall owner glanced at the ore and quickly replied, "Senior eyesight, this is the Qinjin stone."

Good metal and stone, which can extract golden sand from it, is the best material for refining sand-like magic weapons that attack a large range of attacks."

What he said was not bad. It was roughly consistent with what Zhang Fan knew. Qinjin stone was also a relatively rare material on the surface, but Zhang Fan's real purpose was not this.

He did not interrupt the stall owner, but just weighed the gold stone. At the same time, he signaled the stall owner to continue talking.

The stall owner's eyes moved up and down with the Qinjin Stone, swallowing his saliva. He continued: "Qinjin Stone is still an important auxiliary material for refining the Yunling Pill, I don't know the senior."

As he said that, he looked at Zhang Fan with a bright look, obviously paying great attention to this business.

After all, this is just a small stall, no more wealth than those big shops. As long as you can sell such a piece a day, it will be considered a fortune.

“Treat,

"Yunling Pill"

"really!"

Zhang Fan's expression remained unchanged. However, his heart was surging, and his previous guesses were truly proven.

"It's true!"

This is the voice of the Ku Taoist. As he walked along the way, he naturally discovered the problem like Zhang Fan.

"The way of mine elixir!"
Chapter completed!