Chapter 180 Dianhai Zongfang City

The Fangshi of Dianhaizong has always been open to the public. As long as they are practitioners, they can enter and leave freely. As long as they condense the Zhenyuan, they can be seen by the monks who step into the cultivation.

A few dozen miles away, Zhou Xing's consciousness felt a lot of aura fluctuation. He opened the map, observed for a moment, and said to Song Yu, "The front should be the Fangshi of Dianhaizong. It's not convenient to take Uncle Mo with you. Let's stay here for the time being."

"Well" Song Yu naturally won't have any opinions. He has high-level charms given by Zhou Xing, as well as soul carvings and feather fans. As long as he doesn't meet monks above the foundation, he won't be too dangerous.

When Song Yu took Uncle Mo to hide in a relatively secret forest, Zhou Xing was relieved to take a glimpse of the shadow and went to the square city of Dian Haizong.

"At this point, Haizong was relatively weak at the beginning, and there were no details in the master's common sense, but according to the marks on the map, the market here is relatively large.

I hope I can find a solid soul fragrance in it, or something useful for Uncle Mo.

When it was not too far from Dian Haizong, Zhou Xing took out some yellow and black grease and applied a layer of grease on his face, neck and hands. It seemed to have changed a lot from his previous appearance. He was a sick young man. This is the trick that Song Yu used when walking in the rivers and lakes. Zhou Xing was to prevent him from being easily found by the people of the reincarnation Sect. Arrived.

Zhou Xing's speed was extremely fast. It didn't take long to get to the front of Fangshi. Under the vision of the magic, the maze here was completely transparent to him, so he did not hesitate any more and dodged in.

There are rare practitioners in the world, but they are everywhere here. Zhou Xing entered from the entrance of Fang City, and the disciples of Dian Haizong, who guarded the door, were directly released without any embarrassment.

Looking around, it is a place that is at least ten times larger than Tianyuan Paifang City. There are still many shops in it, and there are thousands of small beaches where they can be freely exchanged with monks. Similarly, there are more than thousands of monks wandering in it, making the city lively.

The shouts are also one after another. In addition, the practitioners are full of air. Almost as soon as they step into the market, they feel a strong taste of the vulgar Chinese food market.

"The lower energy elixir, exchange spirit stone, all kinds of materials, the price is cheap, and the child is not bullied!"

"Come on, let's take a look. There are all kinds of materials for refining fake magic weapons, black chalcedony, fire rock, and all kinds of materials." This sentence attracted Zhou Xing to look sideways, but he knew that it was not difficult to find some ordinary materials for fake magic weapons, but ten hundred materials also depends on luck to refine an ordinary pseudo magic weapon.

"The fierce tiger monster, part of the body material of the evil crocodile monster, has just been freshly produced from Luoshenjian, in exchange for spiritual stones and elixir to increase cultivation!"

Luo Shenjian, Zhou Xing knows that it is a stream abyss within the League of Eight Nations. Not to mention that there are hundreds of miles full of beasts. The width of the abys alone is more than a hundred miles. Except for those who can walk and have flying weapons, other people can only go down from the periphery. This abyss is extremely wide. In the abyss, in addition to the open-air hundred miles, there seems to be thousands of miles under it, and even a wider area, which seems to be full of the underground of the Eight Nations League.

The most important thing is that there are countless monsters in the Luoshenjian, and there are countless materials that are almost rare on the ground.

It is said that thousands of years ago, there was a Huashen monk who also went deep into the Luoshen stream. He wanted to explore the circle, but he returned seriously injured a few months later. From then on, he strictly ordered his disciples to go thousands of miles into the mouth of the Luoshen stream, and this Huashen monk is said to be the suzerain of the Wancang Sect. However, outsiders don't know whether it is true or not.

But in the scattered cultivation, there are also monks of Jindan and even Yuanying. In thousands of years, there have been many such high-level monks falling in it. Everyone's fear of falling gods has also reached the level of talking about tigers.

However, even so, there are still many practitioners flocking to it, because the monsters inside are full of treasures for ordinary monks and Sanxiu. If you encounter strange beasts, you can catch them, or there are animal eggs, as well as precious materials. Overnight, the wealth you have is likely to be comparable to some small sects.

Although there are not many such things, there will always be a few events every few years and decades, so that many practitioners will enter even if they risk their lives.

Qiyun Zhenren also traveled around it in those years, because his brother's warning did not go deep, but in common sense, the words left behind were enough to make Zhou Xing cautious.

"I have enough of my own, and I don't have to take risks at all." Zhou Xing said secretly.

At this time, Zhou Xing felt that someone used Guanqi to investigate himself. He frowned slightly and walked in. When he entered this place, he used the art of concealment to set his cultivation on the fifth level of Qi. He is no longer the fledgling teenager. The world is dangerous. There are not many rules for practitioners, which is more dangerous than ordinary people. Sometimes, it is not a good thing to hide more.

When Zhou Xing came in, he had observed the monks here with the illusion-breaking spell. The improvement of his mood made the illusion-breaking spell more hidden than before. Compared with the ordinary qi-watching technique, it was like the difference between cotton hemp and spider silk.

Most of the monks here are still in the early stage of Qi practice, and a small part of them are in the middle stage of Qi practice. Only 1% of the high-level monks. As for the foundation-building monks, Zhou Xing only saw two, and the figure disappeared in a flash. As for some of them, even if some of them use concealment skills, it is estimated that there are not many people who can hide their cultivation under the magic of breaking illusion.

"Fed-based monks are generally elders and even suzerains in ordinary sects, and they will not go too much to such ordinary squares." Zhou Xing is much more relaxed and has divine consciousness. As long as he gets close, it is easy to see through his disguise. Naturally, he is worried about reincarnation.

After looking at Zhou Xing for a while, a middle-aged man in a green shirt came forward and said respectfully, "This senior, in Xialiangyuan, I don't know if it is your first time to come to this market. The younger generation has been in this market for more than ten years. You can know everything about this place, including those that new predecessors sell at any time. One or two, if you want to know anything, just ask the younger generation, or let the younger generation lead the way, as long as you can give the younger generation half a spiritual stone or one or two energy pills.

Listening to what he said before, Zhou Xing was also a little surprised that someone would take the initiative to lead the way. Until the last sentence, Zhou Xing couldn't help laughing. He suddenly flashed his eyes again, looked at Liang Yuan, and said in surprise, "Are you an ordinary person?"

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