Chapter 365: Black Clothes, Dragon Sees Head (8th update, please recommend votes!)

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Chongxuan City, like a huge giant beast lying on the plain, the Tongtian Divine Fire cylinder above its head was ferocious, with a rolling heat wave and dazzling red light, constantly declaring its existence.

This commercial city has also ushered in a century-long prosperity during this period.

Cultivators from major cities in the underground world of immortal cultivation gathered together and participated in the once-in-a-century rare treasure conference.

The only thing is a rare treasure conference, but if it is divided, it can be divided into internal and external two types.

Inside, there are suggestions between the main forces of major cities. The elixirs of the mountain city and the magic weapons of Chongxuan City all flow to the Sanzha City through such means, and the other cities are also the same;

In addition, there are those big merchants from all over the world, as well as scattered cultivators who buy or sell, and take the opportunity to participate.

The latter is the real mainstream. Now it is the entire Chongxuan City that makes such a huge city look crowded. It is the scattered warriors from all walks of life.

As long as you are in the scene and see the crowds of people, from the top, they are full of dark heads of cultivators, as if an ant was moving, you will know why Chongxuan City is willing to undertake such a conference, once a hundred years, and you will never get tired of it.

Standing under Chongxuan City, there were dense crowds of people in front of me. Even the magnificent city walls lost their glory for a moment.

Zhang Fan has been to many places in his life, including the Qinzhou Immortal Cultivation World, the overseas Immortal Cultivation World, and the underground Immortal Cultivation World, but he has never seen so many Immortal Cultivators gather at once.

“It’s spectacular!”

Zhang Fan sighed, with his cultivation, he had to move step by step with the crowd and gradually approached the open city gate.

At the city gate, it was no longer what he looked like when he first met.

When we arrived at Chongxuan City, there was only one immortal cultivator guarding the city gate, and the rest were all mortal warriors.

This time it was different. I glanced at me and saw that there were no less than ten immortal cultivators above the foundation building, and countless people in the Qi Refining Period stood on both sides and stared back and forth at the crowd. The time for the advertisement was to be broadcast

Of course, things like city gate fees are indispensable. This alone is enough to make a fortune in Xuancheng.

Zhang Fan's face did not know many people in this Chongxuan City, but at this time he went straight in, but he was not worried about being discovered.

Now he is covered with black clothes and cloak. He looks like the one-eyed old man he met when he first arrived at the noble realm.

Such a dress is usually eye-catching, but now it is very ordinary.

The eyes swept across the surrounding immortal cultivators, which were like this, either to hinder consciousness clothes, or other magical instruments and cloaks. In short, the purpose is to cover the face and breath and prevent spiritual consciousness from being investigated.

After all, there are mixed dragons and snakes in Chongxuan City now, and there are many transactions, which is a good time for a group of robbers to attack, so I have to be cautious.

Zhang Fan's black cloak was filled with mist. At first glance, you could see an ordinary face. When you look at it again in a flash, it was different and changed a lot.

This cloak obviously has no function to block the breath, and its own breath is extremely clear. As long as the immortal cultivator feels it, you can tell it.

This is not because he has no means to refine it, but because it is unnecessary. Even if he does this, it is more deceptive.

The fire-coat in his hand, unless the old monster of Nascent Soul can distinguish it, even if the other people are the Grand Master of Killing Dan, they will not be able to judge his identity through their breath.

After paying the entry fee for the city after a small amount of people, he re-entered the Chongxuan City that had been away for many days.

A few steps out and the crowd was gone, and the breath changed, and it could no longer be associated with the people who had entered the city before.

What he is going to do now is not extremely eye-catching. If he doesn't want to do it every few days, he still needs to be cautious.

"Boy, do you want to go back to Banxiantang?"

The crowd around him seemed to have improved, and he started to make fun of him.

"Old Ku made fun of the younger generation, but he wasn't that stupid!"

Zhang Fan smiled and said in a voice.

Now I run to Banxiantang. I really fall into the trap. I don’t know how many people are staring at him anymore!

"Old man, how about we be a scattered soldier and wandering warrior?"

"Hahaha.

The figure flashed and sank into countless black cloaks.

After that, a few days of noisy and prosperous life, and a stunning transaction volume suddenly appeared in Chongxuan City. It was not so good at the beginning, but gradually attracted the attention of major powerful figures.

A monk in black cloaked and cloaked swept back and forth on countless street stalls in Chongxuan City. The trading method is single, which is to change the elixir to refine the material, and how much can you change it.

Which is more important, spiritual elixir or material refining? This question, underground or overseas, will be two completely different answers.

The number of elixirs that can be exchanged for can be exchanged overseas can be exchanged for at least dozens of pieces, one by one, tens of times the profit!

Such profits, the terrifying amount, are enough to make all those who are interested jealous as rabbits and have ill intentions in their hearts.

But this black cloak is not enough to stop, so I come here every day, I am happy about it

Some people who trade with him also rely on the kind-hearted and thank them in person. However, they still do their own things and gather in Chongxuan City every day.

Gradually, behind him, countless tails were often hung on him, and the nearby street stalls became lively for no reason.

Just when everyone who knew the situation was either regretting or watching the show, something strange happened.

Day after day. In the blink of an eye, the pillar of the divine fire rose for the tenth time. The tail behind it became longer and longer. But there was nothing wrong with the black cloak, and I was still the same.

Now, everyone was solemn and respectful, thinking that his cultivation was profound, and the bad guys could do anything.

But I don't want the real villain to be furious:

"What are you doing? You can't keep up with me. It's just a foundation-building Great Perfection. You two fake pills can't hold him back.

"A master of elixir, I can't even catch a foundation-building junior. Where have you practiced?

"One hundred people, a full hundred people, can't find one. Will he escape from the ground? Bah, there is a big city protection formation in Chongxuan City. It doesn't work if you hide from the ground!", Ten... Shake your body and face, please go to the time of the broadcast advertising.

Similar dialogues are performed every day in every corner of Chongxuan City. More and more people follow closely, but no one can catch this person's tail. Every time, they are empty-handed and return without a trace.

It is conceivable how angry the person behind the stalker is.

The behavior of black-clothed cloaks can be regarded as being shipped by a certain family or sect on the first day, and at most it was just a target of some casual cultivators.

I knew something was wrong from the second day. Even a fool knew that this person must be strange. Even some major sects would not be able to come up with so many pills at once. The secrets in it would be a ghost if they didn’t attract people!

This kind of thing happened after ten days, and on the eleventh day, it suddenly changed.

At a small stall in the city, a tall figure sat cross-legged, surrounded by a large group of black cultivators. They rushed to push and shoved each other, and they were all long and long with their necks stretched out. They wanted to fly over.

In front of the tall figure, hundreds of jade bottles were placed, and above the jade bottles were filled with names of various elixirs. At the same time, a sign stood next to it, with the sale price or exchange price.

The quantity is huge, the price is fair, and it is something that is in short supply. What else can I say? It is naturally a snatch.

No one came forward to try to say the price or something. First, there were many buyers, and you didn’t buy others. Second, the identity of this person was self-evident. I am afraid that it was the person who exchanged elixirs for elixirs in the past ten days, except for that person. No one would have taken out so many elixir transactions at once.

Go forward silently. Put down the refining materials or spirit stones, pick out the pills, and the whole transaction is carried out in an orderly manner. If it weren't for the strange-talk people appearing more and more nearby, it would have been a very harmonious trading scenario.

Not far from the Lingdan stall, an inconspicuous stall was placed, with some magical instruments and other things on it. The price was high, so naturally no one paid attention to it, which contrasted with the fun next to it.

The stall owner sat cross-legged, silently speaking, just sent a message to him:

"Old Ku, do you think those people should go crazy?"

Thinking of the situation these days, Zhang Fan felt funny.

Through the replacement of one deity and one clone, the Xuanhuo Clothes changed his aura. No one could match him. In addition, the powerful spiritual sense of the Daoist Ku was scanning. Unless the old monster of the Yuanying in Chongxuan City took action personally, no one should think of tampering with him.

If there was really a Yuanying monster who took action on this little thing, Zhang Fan would have really accepted it.

That was impossible, so he was free to this day.

As for taking action directly in the city, it would be completely impossible. If that were the case, even if Zhang Fan did not fight back, the anger of Chongxuan City alone would not be able to bear it. This naked slap in the face!

Today is the most important day, and the refining materials that should be collected have been almost completed. What Zhang Fan does now is to sell out the remaining spiritual pills.

This is a striking thing. Naturally, he would not use his deity to come forward, but sat aside, using the Killing Pill clone as a shield to attract everyone's attention.

"Hmm?" Zhang Fan was bored and was about to continue chatting with the Ku Taoist. Suddenly his expression sternly, and he suddenly looked at the Lingdan stall.

"You, should know"

A voice screamed. Suddenly, from there, the owner of the voice was a delicate female monk. He was covering his mouth and looking at Jiedan clone, his face full of disbelief, and his eyes were instantly crystal clear.

"Oops!"

Zhang Fan's face suddenly became as deep as water, knowing that he was in trouble. This woman was probably the original owner of Jiedan clone!

When he arrived at the clone of Jiedan, he knew that this person was in such a state. In just over ten years, there were definitely many people who recognized this person in such a short time.

However, there has been no sign, so he ignored it and never thought that he would be recognized today.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan suddenly calmed down and slowly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!