Chapter 51 Zhenlongfang

A rut, an elderly couple stepped on the morning light, supported each other, and slowly walked into the gate of Qianjing City.

Entering the city, the elderly couple suddenly accelerated their pace and walked towards the central area of Qianjing City. After a ray of incense, they came to an inn and booked a room in the eyes of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked at the elderly couple doubtfully and said that they would sleep early in the morning. Isn't it sick?

However, he still conscientiously scalded the wine and vegetables and sent them to the door. There was nothing he could do. Who doesn't care about a red gold ingot?

After the second child of the store retreated, the elderly couple breathed a long sigh of relief, and their bodies flashed softly, turning into a cold and resolute teenager and a charming delicate beauty.

Of course, it's Zhang Yan and Liu Nuoxuan.

The two lives were afraid of being detected, so they changed their faces. At the moment when the sky was hazy, they quietly entered the Thousand Mirror City.

The two used some food, and Liu Nuoxuan held two medium-grade spiritual stones in her hand, sat cross-legged on **, and began to heal her wounds. Zhang Yan did not disturb her. He closed the door, left the ugly in the room to protect her, and then walked to the city with a happy face.

The injury on Liu Nuoxuan's body is very strange. No elixir can be cured. She must be refined and conceived with spiritual power. Zhang Yan once asked her why. She looked resolute and shook her head without saying anything. Naturally, it was difficult for Zhang Yan to ask again.

"She was seriously injured and stubbornly wanted to enter the enemy's nest. Although it used to be the location of her Liu family, now that the Liu family has died and does not exist, why should she come back? I don't know if she is really stupid or for another reason..."

Walking on the street, Zhang Yan thought in his heart. He really didn't understand the woman's thoughts. There was no reason to guess. He was thinking about it, but he felt that his hand was loose. Xiaomei cheered and ran to the distance.

Zhang Yan was stunned. He didn't know what had happened in front of him and surrounded a large group of people. Xiaomei, a little child, was born to join in the fun. The first time she saw so many people, she was naturally very excited and squeezed into the crowd.

Zhang Yan was afraid that Xiaomei would lose it, so he quickly stepped forward and clenched his little hand in the reluctant face of the little boy.

This is a reward notice, which depicts the portraits of Liu Qianji and Liu Nuoxuan's father and daughter. You don't need to guess, this is a clumsy move by the major forces in Qianjing City. Most of the practitioners can change their faces. Who will foolishly be surrounded and killed by a group of people and still retain their original appearance? Moreover, this notice is still posted in the secular world. Even if someone knows, they dare not get involved in the disputes of monks. After all, it is a mortal body, and immortals fights affect mortals. Naturally, everyone is not a fool.

Zhang Yan was about to take Xiaomei's hand and leave, but he was attracted by the dialogue between the two people. To be precise, he was two low-level monks in the foundation period.

"It is said that the major forces did not contain Liu Qianji's old thief this time and let him escape with his precious daughter..."

"Shh, don't say this. Be careful not to offend others. Now Qianjing City is on full alert. Maybe there are many people staring around."

"Uh, but they really didn't catch anyone. It's useless to be on full alert..."

"Is there any use? Humph, why can't you get out of Qianjing City if it's useless? How can I complain here without you?"

"Forget it, forget it, now the monks of Qianjing City are panicked and afraid that they can't find Liu Qianji. Let's stay for a few days and leave."

"Well, okay, let's go to Rouge Square to have a look. It is said that there is another talented and beautiful water girl..."

These two people are obviously not monks in Qianjing City. They complained in a low voice for a while, and then hooked up to find flowers and asked Liu Liu.

Zhang Yan didn't wake up from meditation until they left, and his heart couldn't help sinking. It seems that Qianjing City is now in a storm. In the future, it's better to be careful.

After strolling on the street for a while, he bought some candied cakes for Xiaomei. Zhang Yan found out the location of the monk market from the people on the road, so he took Xiaomei to the monk market.

The monk market in Qianjing City is in the northeast corner, and they have been incensed for a long time. Through a magic gate, Zhang Yan and Xiaomei entered the monk's fair, which is very different from the secular market.

The Jifang and Longyuan City here are smaller, but they have everything they should have, and there are even many magic weapons and materials that are rare in the northern Xinjiang Xiuzhen world. Zhang Yan came here for a simple purpose, disposing of various magic weapons, materials and herbs that are not used in the storage bag.

After searching for some information from a nearby Guangji monk, Zhang Yan and the two went straight to a store called Zhenlongfang, which is located in the most prosperous stage of the market.

The composition of Zhenlongfang is similar to that of Jubao Yashe in Longyuan City, and it is also divided into different trading areas according to magic weapons, materials, runes, elixirs, etc. Zhang Yan was led by two basing waitresses to the fourth floor, which is a barter area, that is, a place to exchange spiritual stones or exchange them.

Sitting in a pavilion with array protection in the barter area, the two waitresses quietly retreated after holding a cup of tea. Zhang Yan sat quietly in the chair and waited for the shopkeeper in charge of the transaction here to arrive.

This Zhenlongfang is worthy of being the first store in Qianjing City. The service attitude alone is beyond the reach of other stores. When Zhang Yan left the inn, he had hidden his cultivation to use Yi magic to the middle of the foundation. When he entered Zhenlongfang, he was not treated differently at all. These waitresses who were similar to his cultivation looked respectful and thoughtful, and seemed that there was no difference between cultivation in their eyes...

Not long, a handsome young man came in with a smile on the corners of his mouth and swept Zhang Yan without any trace of his body. He sat next to Zhang Yan and said with a smile, "My surname is Lan, Lan Lan, and my name is Rong Ruo. I am responsible for the daily business here. I don't know what to call my friend?"

Lan Rongruo's attitude is very kind, and he has a temperament that makes people feel like a spring breeze. As soon as he opened his mouth, he won Zhang Yan a favor.

"He is Zhang. His name is Shanshi. You can just call him Stone." Before Zhang Yan spoke, Xiaomei, who was sitting on the side and swallowing a bunch of sugar-coated haws, answered first, and her dark eyes were full of smiles.

"Good name, the stone of his mountain can attack jade. This name seems rough, but it has a sonorous smell, which is extraordinary." Lan Rongruo opened his mouth to praise, but his eyes glanced at Xiaomei. Seeing that the little guy's appearance was clear and beautiful, an abnormal look flashed in his eyes. He asked with a smile, "Little brother, what do you call me?"

Xiaomei was wiping the remaining sugar-coated haws debris from the corners of her mouth. Seeing Lan Rong asking her name, her little face was stunned and said, "Can you know my name?" I can't tell you." He remembered his ugly name and naturally didn't want to be known by others.

Lan Rongruo heard Xiaomei call herself a young master. Instead, he laughed and said to Zhang Yan, "This little guy is so attractive. Zhang Daoyou, who is he?"

He is gently asking Xiaomei's name. Although Xiaomei is small, she has lived for tens of thousands of years. It's just a stone that should be refined. Naturally, he heard the meaning and rushed to Zhang Yan again and replied, "I'm his younger brother. I'm a dear."

Lan Rong was obviously stunned again. Obviously, he didn't expect the little guy to be so humane. He glanced at Zhang Yan and saw Zhang Yan smiling and acquiesced in the little guy's words. Knowing that Zhang Yan didn't want to mention the little guy's name, he immediately stopped asking. He began to get to the point and said, "Zhang Daoyou, I don't know if you want to exchange spiritual stones or buy some magic weapons?"

"Naturally, it is an exchange of spiritual stones." Zhang Yan looked at the whole and replied softly,

"I don't know what to exchange for..."

Before Lan Rong finished speaking, Zhang Yan waved out a large number of magic weapons and piled them on the ground casually like throwing garbage. He said, "There are 132 of these magic weapons in the lower grade, 63 in the middle grade, and six in the upper grade. All kinds of attributes are used. I don't know how many middle-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged?"

Lanrong looked at a lot of magic weapons on the ground in consteration, but only for a moment, his face recovered as before and sighed with a smile, "So many magic weapons were thrown out by Taoist friends. I almost thought that Taoist friends were a main stream thief, haha."

He did not say how many medium-grade spiritual stones he could exchange, but said what he wanted in a joking way, which made Zhang Yan's good impression of him one more. He asked with a smile, "How do you know that I'm not a thief?"

Lanrong Ruo said with a smile, "With eyes and intuition."

Zhang Yan was stunned, smiled dumbly and said, "Taoist friends should talk about how many medium-grade spiritual stones these magic weapons can be exchanged for."

Lan Rongruo readily agreed, got up and came to a pair of magic weapons, pondered for a while, and smiled, "10,000."

Hearing this, Zhang Yan's heart was shocked, and his eyes were a little trance. Unexpectedly, it was worth so many spiritual stones!?