Chapter 258: Xiaoxiao Ancient Town

"Okay, this is your exclusive mission reward this time, and it's all changed for you!" After waiting for a while, the other party handed over Zhang Yan's disciple voucher and said.

"100,000 Inner Gate Contribution?!Deacon Liu, is this a mistake?!"

"Make no mistake, generally take the task of Sumeru fire, thirty flowers have already contributed eight thousand inner gates, you have multiplied it tenfold, naturally it is worth eighty thousand, and the remaining twenty thousand is compensated to you, in the news from over there, isn't there something wrong with your hand?!" Deacon Liu explained 1510.

"Oh, thank you so much, deacon!" After Zhang Yan saluted, he did not choose to go back to the cave to rest, but went directly into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, found a bunch of classics about Luofeng Mountain, searched carefully, and after a while, he found a way to replenish the spirituality of his hands.

"Summoning the spirit grass, three hundred years to mature, and then every sixty years to derive a section, six hundred years after the ten sections of the re-into a section, is for the great success, the medicinal power is comparable to the millennium spirit grass! There are other methods, but the conditions for being able to get them are too harsh for the current Zhang Yan.

In fact, the exchange price is too expensive, and this one alone has already emptied half of the contribution he just got from the 100,000 inner gate, which really made him feel pain for a long time.

But there is no way, it can only be exchanged in the sect spirit grass hall, in the past, if the disciple of Luofeng Mountain had a problem, it was naturally solved by the sect, but now his problem was caused by himself, so all the expenses can only be paid by himself.

It took 50,000 sect contributions to exchange for the Spirit Summoning Grass from the Spirit Grass Hall, and the two or three leaves were extremely smooth, and only speckled millimeters of light flowed on them, which was very magical.

"This classic says, raw food is fine, how to eat raw, can you just stuff it into your mouth?!" However, when it was time to eat, Zhang Yan made a difficulty, even if this was an elixir comparable to a thousand years, but it was still a grass, and finally gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and a whole spirit summoning grass was stuffed into his mouth.

However, the scene in Zhang Yan's imagination did not happen, when the spirit summoning grass just entered his mouth, before he could chew it, it melted into a mass of liquid, and entered the body along his throat, only for a moment, he felt that his whole body was warm, and his hands were the worst, and the dream power in the dantian began to operate automatically, evolving five or six whirlpools around his body, greedily devouring the energy between the surrounding heaven and earth.

Slowly, like a little light on the leaves of the spirit summoning grass, it floated above the hands, up and down. In the end, the little light above melted into it, and at the same time, Zhang Yan felt that his hands were as warm as immersed in water milk, which was very comfortable.

In the same way, the superfluous light on the entire Spirit Summoning Grass penetrated into the depths of his body, and it actually hooked his mind, lingering around his mind, and the endless memories in his mind began to roll like a vast ocean, and a large number of memories about cultivation were reflected in his mind, and every time the memory rotated, a little bit of light was integrated.

At the moment when the millilight was integrated, many of the joints that were not understood at that time suddenly opened up, and they also realized a lot, and in the same way, the spirit calling grass also had the effect of clear understanding, so Zhang Yan's mind had a lot of dull places, as if it had been wiped with a muslin cloth, and it became a lot brighter.

And this exercise of the spirit is a process of brightening the mind, the mind is bright, it will naturally feed back the sea of spirit, the sea of spirit in the dream world is also ready to move, the undercurrent is turbulent, some of the spiritual impurities at the bottom of the pool are turned out, and when they see the light, they disappear as if the darkness sees the light.

Since then, the quality and quantity of the spiritual sea in Zhang Yan's dream realm have made great progress. However, because the spirit summoning grass is only a spirit grass, it indicates that its effect of enlightenment will not be too strong.

After about a cup of tea, this effect is exhausted, and the spirituality on the hands has already been replenished. Suddenly, there was a feeling in his heart, it felt different, as if something that belonged to him had returned. Stretching his hands, one by one, his ten fingers returned to their flexible shape.

Afterwards, Zhang Yan went to the market where some disciples in the Refining City set up stalls, bought some useful talismans and pills, and then left the cave mansion and walked into the teleportation array.

"Steamed buns, steamed buns with thin skin and many fillings!" "Rock sugar gourd, rock sugar gourd!"

In a small town in "......", Zhang Yan walked on the street, surrounded by people, passers-by who bought things, and vendors who did business.

"Suck ......" took a deep breath of the mundane breath of this world, and a familiar feeling arose in his chest, here, Zhang Yan found a hotel to live in, changed into mortal clothes, and walked among ordinary people.

After visiting for a long time, Zhang Yan almost visited the entire town, during which he kept using his spiritual power to explore everything around him, and found that there were almost no cultivators in the whole town, even if there were a few scattered ones, and the realm was still low. During this period, he also inquired about the situation here.

This place is called Xiaoxiao Ancient Town, which has been passed down for thousands of years, because of its remote location, and there are no resources available for cultivation around, so except for some beasts, even the lowest level dream beasts are unwilling to stay here, so the whole town has been inherited for thousands of years.

Not only that, but he also drew the appearance of his parents in his memory, and when he walked around the town, he looked for people to ask, but after so many years, and most of the people living in the town were ordinary people with limited memory, so most of the results he got were "I don't know!" and "I don't remember!"

"......" over and over again, and the answers he got were all like this, but Zhang Yan still didn't want to give up, as long as there were still people in this town who didn't ask, he would continue.

"Uncle, have you ever seen these two people?!"

"No!" "Uncle, have you ever seen these two people, a man and a woman?!"

"No!" "......"

From morning to night, all day long, without sleep, Zhang Yan walked almost the entire town, even the beggars squatting in the corners of the wall, he showed them the images of his parents, but he still didn't get any news.

At that time, Zhang Yan told Qingyi and the two of them about his parents, hoping that they could help him pay attention to it when he went on a mission, and gave them a portrait with the image of his parents.

So Zhang Yan rushed to this ancient town, not only that, but he got the news not only the address of such an ancient town, but also the image and address of the person who said that he had seen his parents in the ancient town, saying that this person was the owner of a tavern in the town, and the tavern had been open for decades and was very famous in the town.

"Penglai Tavern?!Haven't heard of it?!"

"No, my friend said that he drank in a tavern called Penglai in the town, and said that the owner's name is Ming Lingyu, and he has been open for many years!"

"Objective, really no, I really haven't heard of this tavern you said, I won't tell you, my hotel has been opened since my grandfather's generation, and sixty years have passed since my generation, not to mention every grass and tree in this town, I know it, but where there are new shops in this town, and what things are sold, I still know very well, and I can be sure that the Penglai tavern you said in your mouth, we really don't have it in our town, and I haven't heard of it for so many years!"

Zhang Yan had heard the same answer not only from the innkeeper he had locked, but also from the old people in other towns. In this way, the whole thing is overly quirky. If you want to say that Qingyi told a lie, that's not right, at that time, Qingyi used a picture stone to leave an image, which can't be faked.

But the boss here, and the answer in the town doesn't seem to be fake. And there are no powerful monks in this town, but there are some dream cultivators in the realm of dream pawns, and they don't have the dream power to change the memories of everyone in the town.

Even with illusions, it is impossible. Among the monks, the realm that can modify the memory of ordinary people as long as it must be a dream sect, and this kind of person, with the realm of his parents and two dream masters, is impossible to provoke. If provoked, how can parents have the possibility of survival, and if they have the possibility of survival.

One day, two days, three days, three days passed, Zhang Yan went around the town over and over again, and he got more and more news, although most of them were the same, but some of them were already able to let him grasp some of the contexts.

For example, the location of this Penglai Tavern, Qing Yi was right, but when Zhang Yan arrived here, it became a pastry shop, and everyone here denied that there had never been a Penglai Tavern in the town, and even those Mengxiu places, he had visited them, and they all got the same.

"No, there must be something wrong here, the news that Qingyi gave me is true, the image is true, the innkeeper is true, what the people in the town said is also true, everything should be true, but when it is put together, there must be something wrong, as if the two parties are talking about two things.

That's right, it should be like this, Qingyi's first meeting is the beginning of the matter, and my coming here is the end of the matter, and there seems to be a place in the middle of the process that is directly staggered, so I can't get any news here, but what happened in this staggered place or time?!" Although Zhang Yan grasped some context on this matter, whenever he thought about it deeply, he would find that the information in his hand was not enough.

And he knows that everything that happens in this world has its cause and effect, his parents are a couple with mediocre cultivation, and it can even be said that they are a lowly couple, except for the jade pendant of unknown origin that he carried, they have nothing on them that can make people classics.

"Yes, it should be the reason for this jade pendant, it is the cause! But the effect is ......."