"This fairy, what materials do you need, the materials I have here are all from the demon world, they are very fresh and complete, whether it is refining pills or magic weapons, they are very good. The stall owner was a young man, and as soon as he saw Murong Xianxian stop in front of the stall, he immediately excitedly introduced his goods.

Murong Xianxian pointed to the rolls of sheepskin: "Are these maps?"

"Yes. This is a map of the demon realm, and one only needs five pieces of spirit jade. The stall owner smiled.

Five pieces?

Murong Xianxian rolled his eyes, this guy really dares to ask for it, just with his level, how much content can there be on this map?

"Is there a map of the desert?" asked Murong Xianxian.

"Nope. However, these maps of the demon world are the latest, and if the fairy really wants to buy them, three pieces of spirit jade will do. When the stall owner heard that the goods were not right, he hurriedly lowered the price.

Murong Xianxian shook her head, she had a more detailed map of the Demon Realm, and now she wanted to get a map of the desert. Seeing that there was nothing she needed, she got up and left.

"Fairy, I can get a complete set of these maps cheaply, just one piece of spirit jade!" the young man reluctantly greeted behind him.

Murong Xianxian ignored the cultivator's greeting from behind, and walked towards the other stalls, unfortunately, although there were also a few stalls selling maps, none of them were what she needed.

Do you still have to look for it inch by inch of desert?

You must know that the topography of the desert is the easiest to change, and there are very few fixed objects for reference, and I don't know how many years have passed since that map fell to Jiang Xiuhe and Yin Xiulan, and it is indeed doubtful whether there is still zài.

After thinking about it for a while, she had an idea and thought of a possibility - is this map only known to Jiang Xiuhe and Yin Xiulan, if the ruins shown on this map are not only known by two people, then is it possible that there are other people who know about this matter?

With the idea of what if, Murong Xianxian also set up a stall in the market, taking out some ordinary pills that had been refined before to make up the ...... Of course, in the corner of the stall, she put the map up as well, and deliberately marked an inflated price.

Sure enough, a few cultivators seemed to be interested in the map, but they were all angry at the price she offered...... Well, it's not that no one can afford the price, but Murong Xianxian raised the price again very insincerely, and finally simply slipped away.

Before she walked out of the market, Murong Xianxian already felt that someone was investigating her with her divine sense, but the other party didn't move, and she didn't move, so she let those divine senses lock her.

Flying out of the Devil's City, Murong Xianxian glanced at the direction slightly, and then flew towards Dunhuang...... Like all tourist attractions, there are a lot of courtyards similar to farmhouses near Dunhuang, and Murong Xianxian stayed in one of them, and gave the owner 20,000 yuan to the owner, and the entire small two-story building was packaged.

If she expected it to be true, a few of the cultivators who were probing her in Fang City must have known about this map, otherwise they would definitely not risk using their divine sense to probe strangers, and it is estimated that it will not take long for them to come to the door. With Murong Xianxian's strength, if it is a cultivator in the Yuan Dan stage, she is fearless even if she makes a move, it is unlikely that a cultivator in the infant stage is unlikely, the only thing to worry about is to alarm a group of Yuan Dan stage cultivators to make a move, if this kind of thing really happens, with her means, it is absolutely not a problem to escape.

Three days later.

It's rare that there is no wind at night, but you still can't see the stars, under the dark night, the lights of the ancient city of Dunhuang are flickering, and there are two people, a man and a woman, standing in the small courtyard of the farmhouse where Murong Xianxian lives, they are the nephews and nieces of the owner of this farmhouse, and they were selected by the boss to serve Murong Xianxian.

The man's name is Ma Liantao, he looks average, and his two eyebrows are a little precipitous, at this time, he didn't come out after seeing Murong Xianxian enter the house, and he didn't allow their brothers and sisters to disturb, and laughed softly: "Lian Zhi, this time our uncle said that he was a very generous guest, hehe, it's our chance to come." ”

Opposite him was his sister Ma Lianzhi, unlike him, Ma Lianzhi was taller than his brother, with fair skin and clear eyebrows, at this time he heard Ma Liantao's words, and said depressedly: "He got the money, but where is our chance? As soon as this guest came, she shrunk in the room and didn't come out, we couldn't even flatter her, where can we make tips?"

Ma Liantao glanced at his sister with a hint of pity, and sighed: "If it weren't for my brother's inability, with your talent, it would be no problem to be admitted to university, and now you are enjoying the life of a white-collar worker in the city, and you wouldn't be doing these things to serve people here." ”

Ma Lianzhi looked calm and said with a smile: "Brother, white-collar workers are not necessarily very good, don't they also serve people? In fact, it is not bad now, when you meet rich and kind guests, the tip is no less than that of those who work in the city. It's you, big brother, it's time to start a family. ”

Just as the two of them were talking, an invisible coercion emanated from Murong Xian's room, and the two of them subconsciously retreated again and again, cold sweat began to break out on their heads, and they retreated until they reached the gate of the courtyard, and the terrifying feeling disappeared.

"What's going on?"

The brother and sister looked at each other in shock, Ma Liantao just finished muttering, he felt that his sleeves were tight, he turned to look at his sister, only to see Ma Lianzhi stretching out his hand and pointing at the air, already so nervous that he couldn't speak.

The night sky was clear, but a black cloud appeared in the sky above the farmhouse at some point, and in the midst of the two of them's astonishment, a cyan palm shadow suddenly flew out of the cloud...... The shadow of the palm suddenly swelled in the air, like a hill and pressed down on the courtyard below, the pressure made the two of them almost breathless, and what was even more terrifying was that they couldn't even escape from here, the horror like the end was almost making them both collapse.

Suddenly, a cold snort came from Murong Xianxian's room, and with a 'bang', the bricks and stones burst out, and a giant blue hand flew out with a bang, colliding with the cyan giant palm.

After the two collided, they turned into dots of light like fireworks, and disappeared into the night sky in an instant, when the ghost crying wolf howl of the boss and his wife came from another small two-story building next to them.

The cloud came and went suddenly, and as soon as the two big hands disappeared, it flew quickly into the distance.

In the room, Murong Xian frowned slightly, and of course she heard the muttering of the Ma family brothers and sisters outside. It's not that she's stingy and reluctant to tip, but that she expects an accident to happen, so she doesn't let people get close to the house she lives in, and all the services are free...... Although she had tried her best to avoid this situation, an accident still happened, and the unknown cultivator actually tried it under the noses of the worldly people, which showed that he was not a person who paid attention to the rules, and at the moment when the cultivator retreated, a cold thought came into her mind: "See you in the devil's city." ”

......

Qiu Shaowu is a seventeen-year-old innate martial artist, and at his age, his talent in martial arts is also rare. It's just that Qiu Shaowu's sect is just an ordinary Jianghu sect, although he knows some rumors in the cultivation world, he doesn't have the inheritance of cultivation.

Qiu Shaowu was interested in cultivating, and did everything possible to inquire about the Fang Market held by cultivators near the Devil City, but the Devil City was easy to find, how could an ordinary innate martial artist find the Fang City?

However, after encountering a strong wind, he lost his path and almost died in the desert, and finally found the Devil's City, but the Fang City was over. Qiu Shaowu was exhausted at this time, and he fell asleep in a cave...... I don't know when I woke up leisurely, thinking of my painstaking visit to a famous teacher to practice, but the result was still in vain, and I couldn't help but feel sad.

Fortunately, he brought some water and food, and after eating and drinking, he recovered his spirit and part of his body, and just when Qiu Shaowu was about to leave the Devil's City, he heard a terrible scream coming from a distance, and he subconsciously retracted into the cave, only to see a black light shooting from a distance, and in an instant, it had already flown to a clearing in front of him and fell.

Guanghua place, there is a thin old man, the hair on his head is very thin, free of a small bun, with a topaz hairpin, wearing an apricot yellow gossip robe, although he is nearly 200 meters away from Qiu Shaowu, but Qiu Shaowu still feels cold.

"It's a cultivator!"

Qiu Shaowu shouted in his heart, and he almost couldn't help but rush out to apprentice. When he was a child, he ingested the gall bladder of a strange snake, and his eyes were able to see at night. Although the other party's identity as a cultivator made him ecstatic for a while, the strangeness of the other party made him palpitate, lest he encounter the legendary evil cultivator or demon cultivator, in case he was used as a material for refining magic weapons or refining pills, it would be miserable.

Lao Dao had just swept most of the places with his divine sense, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and when he was about to sweep the last place, he suddenly let out a smile like a night owl in his mouth, and shouted loudly to the sky: "Murong Daoyou, it's really early!"

This Taoist is called the Ghost Lane Man, and he is a casual cultivator. It was he who tried to test Murong Xianxian, and before that, he also sent someone to roughly find out Murong Xianxian's name, but he didn't find out her origin...... This is not surprising, the news of loose cultivation may not be very well-informed, and practitioners sometimes use their real names, for them, strength is the only evidence that they recognize.

Qiu Shaowu heard the laughter of the ghost lane people, and was so frightened that he almost lost his voice and exclaimed, he thought he had found himself...... After calming down, he saw a cloud and mist slowly falling in mid-air, and after the cloud cleared, a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth stood more than 100 meters away from that Taoist friend, and said indifferently: "No matter how early this seat is, there is no ghost lane friend, you came early." ”RS