017 Eight Royal Palace

Sitting on the flying boat, Mo Jian has calmed down a lot, unlike the first time he has been looking underground and feeling the speed of wind and lightning.

From the Changhe tribe to the Eight Kings Mansion, it is more than 6,000 miles away. No matter how fast the boat is, it will take more than half a day. Taking advantage of this leisure time, Mo Jian carefully explained the true meaning of black-horn archery for Cai Xiliu. Of course, he did not mention a word about bombarding the eye of the rotating wheel in his mind. At this time, Cai Xiliu will show a posture that is very different from ordinary, serious and focused.

Wangcheng is the largest city within a radius. Its buildings are higher than Fucheng, with more denser people and wider streets. The rarest thing is that the road surface is all paved with milky marble, which makes the magnificent enough to add a little luxury and magnificence.

Mo Jian's eyes are not enough. I thought that Qingcheng was the ultimate in the world, but compared with Wangcheng, it was like the countryside. However, this time he tried to control his emotions and did not show a fuss, so as not to be laughed at by Cai Xiliu.

The treasure car is parked in front of a huge mansion, across the high door of the vermilion, and it can be seen that the tall buildings inside are towering, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, magnificent and graceful. Between the continuous halls, the trees are green, quiet and tidy, with a little solemnity and solemnity.

Cai Xiliu said with a smile, "This is my home!"

Although Mo Jian was trying her best to control it, she could clearly see the shock in his eyes. So there is a little complare. She felt that Mo Jian used to be like a hairy teenager, but in her own hands, he gradually gave him extraordinary vision and temperament, and the hairy boy was growing rapidly. This is such a proud thing.

Mo Jian said, "I won't go in!" Just wait here. You take the soul stone and come out and give it to me.

Cai Xiliu clearly saw Mo Jian's worries, thought for a little, and nodded and agreed. Indeed, it is more or less thought-provoking for a girl to take a teenager home. She is not afraid of Mo Jian's crooked thoughts. This piece of wood is actually not too bold. But when the elder brothers in the house looked at it, they had to be embarrassed.

Mo Jian is an eagle, but he can't fly yet.

Mo Jian stood next to the tall stone lion in front of the gate of the Eight Kings Mansion, looking left and right, and there was a strong desire in his heart again. One day, I must stand at the top of this city and overlook the bottom.

Qing Chan said, "Is this also a city? You don't know about the three imperial cities of the ethereal continent, which stretches for more than 8,000 miles and has a billion people. There are the tallest building on the Sirius plane, which is 9,900 feet, standing at the top of the high building, and even the white clouds are at your feet!"

Mo Jian lost his voice and said, "Is there such a place in the world?"

Qing Chan said, "Don't worry! One day you will definitely go to the Three Imperial City, the holy place in the hearts of practitioners in the world. Otherwise, it will be in vain to blind you this powerful magic weapon that I can't even see! The chamber of commerce there gathers all the treasures on the whole plane. As long as you have enough property, not to mention all kinds of elixir rarely seen by ordinary people, even the fifth or even sixth-order soul weapons, they are sold there! However, if you want to enter the Three Imperial City, you can't even enter the gate without the cultivation of the soul master. In addition, in the Three Imperial City, even the Great Soul Master has no power to protect himself!"

Mo Jian stopped talking, and his ambition was aroused again.

The teenager's desire to become a strong man, like burning vegetable oil, has become turbulent and fierce in just a few days.

Half an hour later, Cai Xiliu came out of the gate of the Eight Kings Mansion. When he saw Mo Jian, he smiled charmingly and stuffed a big bag and said, "This is 5,000 soul stones. At that time, you have to return it to me with profits!"

Mo Jian nodded and said, "Hmm!"

It seemed to be amused by Mo Jian's serious expression. Cai Xiliu glanced at him and whispered, "I can't leave for a while. At this time a month later, you come here to wait for me. Let's go back to the Changhe tribe together."

Cai Xiliu swayed her enchanting body and entered the gate of the towering Eight Kings Palace. Looking at her beautiful figure, Mo Jian was thoughtful. It was fine just now, but this time, Cai Xiliu's eyebrows were obviously sad.

"Don't be stunned! Hurry up and take these soul stones to purchase materials! To help this girl, you must first have the strength. Qingchan shouted. Obviously, he also saw that Cai Xiliu had encountered troubles.

The largest chamber of commerce in Wangcheng is more than 80 miles away from the Eight Kings Palace. Mo Jian was reluctant to use the flower soul stone to take the treasure car and trotted forward all the way. He still hasn't learned flying. So it provoked passers-by to look sideways along the way, and everyone's eyes were full of contempt.

People who can't even fly are embarrassed to come to Wangcheng. At first glance, they are embarrassmented from other places.

Mo Jian ignored it and finally came to the Huitong Chamber of Commerce an hour and a half later.

When the clerk in the Chamber of Commerce saw that Mo Jian was only the first-order cultivation of the soul, he suddenly rolled his eyes and said lukewarmly, "Look, don't **, you can't afford to pay for it!"

This kind of high-end chamber of commerce has at least entered the soul masters, and there are many great soul masters. Occasionally, you don't have to make a fuss if you see one or two soul masters.

Wangcheng is the largest city within thousands of miles, and naturally it is also the place where the strong are most concentrated within thousands of miles.

Cai Xiliu's father, the eight kings of the Eight Kings' Mansion, is a super strong man at the soul level. Otherwise, it is impossible to govern thousands of miles.

Mo Jian frowned and walked to the shelf. The guy with a black mole on his face followed behind his buttocks to monitor. Ling Qingchan was furious: "What I hate most in my life is this kind of dog-eyed thing! He not only won't scream, but also thank you for smashing a soul stone in his face!"

Mo Jian said, "No need."

Qing Chan said unrelentingly: "The reason why the Zhennan Emperor can become a generation of hegemons is not only because of his extraordinary talent, but also because of his arrogant nature. If a man does not offend me, I will not offend him. If a man offends me, he will pay him ten times. Can you imagine a soul being insulted by a shopkeeper? Impossible! The way of cultivating is not only to improve cultivation, but also to improve the mind. This is the so-called heart of the strong. From now on, you have to put up with what you should put up with, and you can't put up with it. Otherwise, no matter how high your cultivation is, you will eventually be a subordinate or even a slave mentality, and your future achievements will be limited! Smash, shine in his eyes, and smash this dog!"

After thinking about it, Mo Jian nodded.

The next moment, the black soul stone accurately hit the shopkeeper's right eye. The clerk screamed and was about to argue. Mo Jian said coldly, "Your reward, don't follow me anymore!"

Although it was smashed, the strength was not great, and his cultivation was not high. Mo Jian did not dare to do it too much.

The shopkeeper covered his eyes and quickly picked up the soul stone. Sure enough, as Qing Chan said, his eyes showed surprise and nodded, "Thank you very much! Thank you very much!"

Immediately turned around and left.

Qing Chan laughed proudly and said, "See, such a person can buy his dignity with a soul stone. He can only be a man in his life and has no other skills. There are not only hundreds of millions of practitioners of Sirius planes. After all, there are only a few who have achievements. You have to believe that most people in the world are ignorant, and the small interests in front of you can make them chase crazily and even abandon more precious things!"

Mo Jian felt something and said in a low voice, "Hmm!"

Qing Chan communicates with him with divine thoughts and doesn't need to talk at all. The conversation between the two was almost completed in an instant. Mo Jian walked in front of the shelf, and Qing Chan looked for a variety of materials. As soon as he saw the materials of Qingdi Guiyuan Dan, he immediately shouted and was extremely excited.

The generous Cai Xiliu is so understanding that Mo Jian only needs 2,000 yuan, and she gives him 5,000 yuan. These 5,000 soul stones are enough to buy materials for refining two furnace elixir.

I searched on the first floor of the Chamber of Commerce, and there were only three materials left for Qing Emperor Gui Yuandan. Qing Chan said, "It seems that the remaining little gold mother, Yue Baizhi and floating beast horns are more precious and may be elsewhere. You buy these materials first and then ask the guy.

A soul stone turned the black mole shopman from an uncle to a grandson. His eyes were slightly red and swollen, but he seemed to have completely forgotten. After all, it's his whole month's salary. Seeing that Mo Jian spent more than 1,700 soul stones to buy materials in one breath, his eyes did not blink, and his posture was very respectful. He secretly think that although this teenager is not good at cultivation, he is actually very proud.

The remaining three materials are indeed available, but the price is a little higher. Finally, 4600 soul stones were spent to refine the materials of the two furnaces of Qingdi Guiyuan Dan, all of which were collected.

Mo Jian was a little surprised and asked, "As a matter of reason, Qing Emperor Guiyuandan is very valuable, and it should also be difficult to collect materials. How can it be so easy? Doesn't that mean that other alchemists can also refine this elixir at will?

Qing Chan laughed as if he had heard a big joke: "Qing Di Guiyuan Dan is an ancient elixir, which is only recorded in the ancient elixir. In the world, besides the Zhennan Emperor, who knows the refining method of this elixir? Don't tell me that we only spent 4,000 spiritual stones to buy materials for refining two furnace elixir. The most precious material was originally a magic ling, but now it has become a ration for ordinary human beings. There are also several materials, which used to be rare, but now they are everywhere, but the name has changed. When I read it in the classics, I felt a little incredible that ten thousand years had caused such a big change in the plane! Qingdi Guiyuandan is simply tailor-made for you!"

Mo Jian said with his head, "When is the alchemy?"

Qing Chan said, "I have begun to practice! Half a day later, Qingdi Guiyuan Dan will be released. Find an inn quickly, refine the elixir, and immediately take it to improve your cultivation. At that time, you will deeply understand the beauty of Qingdi's return to Yuandan!"

There are only 400 soul stones left.

After a long journey, the inns or hotels you see along the way are luxurious. Finally, Mo Jian came to a relatively insightly inn to stay. The daily accommodation fee cost five soul stones, which made him very painful for a while. However, the room is spacious and comfortable, especially the two-meter soft bed with a faint fragrance on it. Mo Jian felt the soft group cotton on the edge of the bed with his buttocks. One turned over and jumped up, and the whole person was as wonderful as lying in the clouds.

So he felt that these five soul stone flowers were not too wrong, and he saw the world again!

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