Ye Fan came to Xuanyue Immortal City alone, and the first thing he patronized was the largest immortal material building here: Baichuan Xiancai Building. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This immortal material building covers an area of more than 100,000 square meters, up and down three floors, the decoration is extremely gorgeous, hundreds of thousands of kinds of immortal materials are neatly displayed at the back of the counter, just like the furnishings in the Chinese medicine shop, there are as many as 100 people on each floor alone, and the customers who enter and exit the immortal material building are endless, and all kinds of trading are in full swing.

Ye Fan came to the Immortal Wood Building, listed a list of immortal materials he needed to purchase to the receptionist, and then waited quietly in the rest area.

There are too many customers in this Xiancai Building, just like seeing a doctor in a hospital, you also need to wait in line for registration.

There are tables, chairs, and refreshments in the waiting area to entertain guests, Ye Fan is not in a hurry, and casually looks at these busy beings.

Most of the guys who work in the immortal building are true immortals, and most of the workers and errands in the immortal world are true immortals, while the golden immortals are mostly stewards and other positions, and their salaries are dozens of times higher than that of true immortals.

In addition to these legitimate professional people, Ye Fan found that there were also many traveling doctors and retail merchants in the immortal material building, selling immortal materials to customers, boasting that their medical skills could cure any incurable diseases.

This part of the population is similar to the scalpers in the secular world and the Jianghu Langzhong who sell dog skin plasters, and Xiancailou does not prohibit them from entering, and these people have paid protection fees.

A very old true immortal old man walked over and accosted Ye Fan: "This immortal friend, I don't know what immortal materials you want to purchase? Maybe I have what you need here, and the price is lower than that of the immortal material building......

"Really, then do you have a Thousand Soul Determination Sand, Silver Mist Silk Silk, and Immortal Immortal Sun Flower?" Ye Fan looked at the old man with a deep smile on his face.

"This ...... These ......" A cold sweat broke out behind the old man, he hadn't even heard of these things, where would they be, so he had to lie cheekily, "What the fairy friends said are all top-level and rare things, I'll help you inquire and inquire ......"

"Okay, there is labor!" Ye Fan didn't poke him, in case this old man could really find out, even if he hit the luck, it didn't matter, just to dismiss the idea of idle people and so on.

The scalper clenched his fists and left quickly, Ye Fan found that he walked to a corner of the hall, took out the immortal card, and began to contact someone, and a few true immortals who peddled immortal materials also came up, wanting to ask what was going on.

"Excuse me...... Do you want to buy the immortal sunflower?" beside him, a somewhat timid voice came.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw that it was a teenage girl.

This little girl also seems to be a real fairy, dressed very shabby, a pair of cloth shoes are a few years old, old and worn, but the clothes and the delicate cheeks are very clean, although poor, but not sloppy.

"It's you again!Don't get out yet!" A fat man in Xiancai Building who was patrolling the order saw the little girl, raised the long knife in his hand and glared at her.

Perhaps frightened, the little girl ran away, and disappeared into the hall with a puff of smoke.

Before Ye Fan could ask in detail, the person was gone.

"Phew, little girl liar, next time you dare to come, the tiger will break your legs!" the fat man scolded and walked away.

Ye Fan groaned slightly, and decisively got up and chased out.

Whether it's true or not, the immortal sunflower is very important to him, catch that little girl first.

Ye Fan stepped out of the Xiancai Building, quickly swept across the street, and saw that the little girl had run to another street corner, Ye Fan hurriedly chased after her.

As if sensing that someone was following her, the little girl ran faster in the crowd, Ye Fan kept following, and was finally led by her to a ruined temple in the north of the city.

"Hey, do you really have an immortal sunflower?" Ye Fan stopped the little girl.

"Of course!" the little girl did not look back, and took a few steps into the ruined temple.

Ye Fan looked up, the plaques on the top of this temple were all dilapidated, the broken temple pillars were covered with spider webs, and the statue of the immortal god who was enshrined in it had also collapsed, giving people a gloomy feeling. The little girl's motives are worth pondering, but she can't capsize here.

Secretly he raised his guard, and stepped into the ruined hall, and when he looked up, the little girl was on the opposite wall, and there was a straw mat on which lay a half-dead man!

Ye Fan's eyebrows were deeply locked, and he could see that this man was extremely seriously injured, and it was estimated that he would not live long, not only was his flesh and blood blurred in many places, but even his face was disfigured, and his eyes were gone!

"Where is the flower? What price?" Feeling that this little girl didn't look like she had an immortal yang flower, Ye Fan's tone also cooled.

"The man has already been brought, and you must not break your promise to me!" the little girl did not answer, but said to the man on the straw mat.

Ye Fan was immediately shocked, guessed something, and did not hesitate to directly sacrifice the other side flower!

Sizzle-As soon as the other side flower appeared, a divine consciousness had already been killed in front of Ye Fan, but unfortunately this was undoubtedly a self-defeating net, and the other side flower directly pulled out this divine consciousness along with its soul, and devoured it mercilessly!

"Ahh......h

The little girl didn't expect this to happen at all, so she retreated in panic and took out a dagger from her waist and placed it in front of her in a defensive posture.

"Miscalculated, right? Harm others will end up harming yourself, you little girl who acts for the tiger must be punished!" Ye Fan looked at her coldly, but did not make a move.

"You killed him...... You're amazing...... I admit defeat......" The little girl's eyes showed fear in her eyes, she realized that she was no match for this person, and that there might be only one way to die.

"Admit defeat?say, what is the origin of this person?What is your relationship with him?" Ye Fan asked, pointing to the corpse on the straw mat.

"He, his name is Sha Mang, I have nothing to do with him, I just promised him to help him bring a true immortal here, and he promised to tell me a secret ...... after taking the house" The little girl put down the dagger, knowing that it was futile to resist.

"What's the secret?"

"About ...... About none, ...... The secret. The little girl didn't say the words Immortal Emperor, and deliberately separated Wu and She, which was very cautious.

This is the West Pole Star Domain, the horror of the Wushe Immortal Emperor cannot be guessed, maybe his name is mentioned, and it is possible for him to perceive it!

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and snorted coldly: "Just because of this, you promised to find a living person for him to be a puppet?"

This little girl's answer seems to be full of flaws, Ye Fan was deceived once, where will he be deceived a second time.

The little girl's eyes flickered, hesitated for a few seconds, did not answer, grabbed her neckline with both hands, snorted, and tore her clothes in half.

"If I don't agree, as long as he moves his thoughts, I will definitely die......" The little girl unreservedly displayed her smooth upper body skin in front of Ye Fan, and bit her lips with her teeth.

On the snow-white and delicate skin, except for the two bulging small meat buns, the middle chest all the way to the lower abdomen, a pattern was impressively printed, which was slowly disappearing.

That's—the imprint of consciousness!