"This ......"

Looking at Qin Lang's disappearing figure, Xu Binghua's pupils shrank slightly, this speed is too fast, right?

With his strength in the middle stage of distraction, he couldn't disappear without a trace in an instant, but at this time, Qin Lang seemed to have really disappeared, even if Xu Binghua felt it with his divine thoughts, he still couldn't feel Qin Lang's existence.

"Could it be that this guy has a special ability to hide?"

"It's no wonder that you are a little arrogant, with such a ability, you can indeed walk alone in the cultivation world, but don't meet someone with strong ability, if you encounter an existence with a strong strength, even if there is no return!"

Xu Binghua snorted coldly, he felt that Qin Lang's strength should not be as good as him, if he didn't use his speed to escape, and then hide with his concealment ability, Qin Lang would definitely not be his opponent.

"Let's go, I'll escort you back to the city!"

Xu Binghua stopped thinking about Qin Lang and led everyone towards Qingquan City.

And Qin Lang was not far from Qingquan City at this time.

The entire Qingquan City is huge, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and outside the city wall, a layer of foggy light shrouds the entire city.

"This is the Great Array of Protectors set up by the Divine Monarch!"

Qin Lang felt a Divine Monarch's will from the Great Array of Protectors, and he knew the effect of this array.

It seems that ordinary monks can't fly into the formation at all, and once they fly, they will touch the bottom line of the Divine Monarch, and nine times out of ten they will be killed by this great protective array.

And a powerful Divine Monarch-level powerhouse can fly in, but that is tantamount to provoking the Divine Monarch of this Clear Spring City, which will naturally lead to an unnecessary battle.

Therefore, it is not very necessary, and ordinary Divine Monarch powerhouses are reluctant to fly into other people's territory.

Qin Lang was naturally not arrogant enough to fly directly into the opponent's territory, he simply dropped his soul and walked in.

Stepping into Qingquan City, Qin Lang knew why the Chen brothers and sisters said that this Qingquan City was the largest city in the vicinity.

In the whole Qingquan City, everyone is one after another, people come and go on the street, cars come and go, roadside stalls sell things, and those who open green buildings open restaurants, and the noise is simply not too lively.

The middle street is dozens of meters wide, enough to pass through dozens of carriages, and the buildings on both sides are as high as thousands of feet, like the Tower of Babel, and I don't know how many people live in it.

Moreover, there are ordinary people among these people, and there are also many cultivators, who get along harmoniously and steadily, which shows that the god lord of this city is also a person with very good management methods.

In the sky above the big city, from time to time, there will be a meteor-like light flashing by, and occasionally there will be a huge carrier, carrying people to float by.

But none of these monks entered the city, they were probably just passing by.

However, many ordinary people in the city occasionally let out a sentence or two of emotion.

"When I can practice one day, I can fly directly from city to city like them. ”

Someone said hatefully.

"Haha, just you, an ordinary person with no spiritual roots, still want to practice, don't dream about the Spring and Autumn Festival. ”

The people on the side scoffed.

"Cut, maybe one day I meet the God of Medicine, give me a medicine, and I will have a spiritual root for cultivation?"

"Come less, what kind of identity is the god of medicine, will he take a fancy to you?"

"Last time, the god of medicine fell in love with a little girl and gave her a spiritual pill, and as a result, that girl had a spiritual root for cultivation, and it is said that she is now practicing in the city lord's mansion. ”

"You also said it, that's a little girl, and it is said that the little girl's bloodline is different, once it is stimulated, she will practice quickly, you rough man, don't dream of spring and autumn here!"

"Cut, you know the! Dreams always have to come true, what if they come true?"

The two of them squeezed each other, and neither seemed to want to let the other.

Qin Lang glanced at the two people who were arguing behind the stall, one of them was wearing an ordinary rag shirt, cloth shoes under his feet, and his toes were exposed, like a person asking for food.

The other is the stall owner, who is much better dressed, but he can only say that it is better, because he is just a stall owner who sells snacks.

I don't know if the snacks he sells are particularly delicious, but the tables on the stall are full of people, so the guy in the rag shirt can only squat aside, holding a bowl of hot food, and keep pulling it into his mouth.

Qin Lang smiled and glanced at the guy in tattered clothes, walked over and asked, "What are you eating here?"

Although this turtle son has a sour mouth, the simmered cakes he makes are so delicious that even the city lord has come to eat his family's simmered cakes. ”

The ragged guy glanced at Qin Lang, he didn't plan to deal with Qin Lang, but after hesitating, he still answered Qin Lang's words.

"Oh, even the city lord has eaten it, give me a taste!"

Qin Lang raised his hand and greeted the stall owner.

He himself is a foodie, and he is extremely bored when he cultivates in the void, and when he arrives in this Qingquan City, he also wants to eat and drink something different, I heard that even the city lord has come to eat this bowl of strange-looking simmered cakes, Qin Lang is very curious, so he simply asked for a bowl.

The stall owner raised his hand and picked up a bowl of simmered cakes and handed it to Qin Lang, then stretched out his hand and said, "Five hundred spirit stones for a bowl." ”

Qin Lang was so shocked that he almost swallowed his tongue, Nima, just a bowl of so-called simmered cakes, only five hundred spirit stones, this guy is expensive enough.

However, Qin Lang didn't care about this spirit stone, and was about to take it out, but he heard the poor sour man on the side speak: "I said Chen Fatzi, you can't rely on the fact that you are the Chen family, and then you have also eaten the simmered cake city lord, so you can increase the price on the spot, right? Why sell it to others for only 500 gold coins, and when it comes to him, it will be 500 spirit stones?"

Fat Chen rolled his eyes: "Shut up, you damn it, don't come to this street in the future, and I won't sell you simmered cakes." ”

Chen Fatzi has been in business for many years, and the monks he sees every year are unknown, whether the other party is coming to Qingquan City for the first time, or an old fritter, whether he is an immortal cultivator, or an ordinary person, Chen Fatzi can tell at a glance.

Qin Lang's appearance is obviously a hillbilly who has just entered the city from outside, and if you look around at him curiously, you will know that he has not been here.

This kind of person is slaughtered as a tourist.

Moreover, Chen Fatzi saw that Qin Lang was dressed in black and had a good temperament, so he should be a cultivator from some big family.

This kind of person is often the best black, because they don't bargain, and three hundred and five hundred spirit stones are just easy for them to come by, and there are usually few people who care about him.

Seeing that Qin Lang didn't react when he heard the five hundred spirit stones, Fat Chen knew that he had made the right bet.

But he didn't expect this damn homeless man to play any justice, and he dared to spare his good deeds, seeing that the five hundred spirit stones were in hand, but he didn't expect to be beaten at the last moment.

After Qin Lang heard the homeless man's reminder, his eyes swept to Chen Fatzi: "You hack me?"

Fat Chen smiled awkwardly: "It's not black or not, it's just this price." ”

Qin Lang sneered: "Aren't you afraid that I will lift your stall?"

Fat Chen smiled: "I'm afraid you don't know what my surname is, which family it belongs to, right?"

Qin Lang's eyebrows lowered: "Your surname is Chen, naturally you belong to the Chen family." ”

"Haha, it's good if you know, I also told you that the Chen family is the number one family in our Qingquan City, if you dare to lift my stall, the Chen family will dismantle you into sections to be my burning stick. ”

Fat Chen smiled and said fearlessly.

"Good, good! very good!"

Qin Lang was also laughed at by this fat man Chen, an ordinary person, just because he is from the Chen family, he dares to be so presumptuous, it seems that this Chen family is really a tyrant in Qingquan City!

After Qin Lang said three words in a row, he raised his hand and grabbed the bowl of simmered cakes, ate it in three bites, and then slowly tasted it before nodding: "The craftsmanship is good, but the person is a little worse." ”

Fat Chen glared at Qin Lang, he thought that Qin Lang had compromised and would have to give the spirit stone after eating, but he didn't expect Qin Lang to come to such a sentence.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and pay the money. ”

Fat Chen stretched out his hand like a scoundrel.

Qin Lang smiled: "Did I say I wanted to give you money?"

"I'm going to eat the overlord meal?"

Chen Fatzi didn't expect Qin Lang to eat the overlord meal so reasonably, and this tone seemed to be as it should be.

Qin Lang laughed: "That's right, I'll eat the overlord meal." ”

"You...... I'm from the Chen family!

Chen Fatzi's stomach trembled, and with a shout, two out-of-body monks immediately stood up from the stall and looked at Qin Lang coldly.