After flying for more than half an hour, Han Zhonglin found a hidden mountain col, buried the man in white, and erected an anonymous stone stele. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info was afraid that the man in Tsing Yi would come after waking up, so Han Zhonglin simply hurried north for more than two hundred miles in one breath, and then he was relieved. After finding a hidden cave, Han Zhonglin took out what he had obtained and looked at it carefully.

A black token with the word "recommended" engraved on it, and a number in the lower right corner of the word "recommended" is "貳佰武拾捌號".

The parchment scroll depicts a map, with no other markings on the upper left side of the map, except for the word "Lost Immortal", and there is no indication of where it is depicted. In addition to the token and the parchment scroll, when Han Zhonglin cleaned up the battlefield, he also obtained a cold iron sword, four or five bottles of pills, and two notebooks.

After opening the notebook, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but be ecstatic.

It turned out that the man in white was named Chen Yuanyang, a child of a secluded immortal cultivation family, and his father was a disciple of the Lost Immortal Sect. The notes also say that the Lost Immortal Sect is the only sect of cultivating immortals within a radius of 100,000 miles, and it is considered a second-rate sect in the entire cultivation world. The recommendation order is the voucher for participating in the selection, and the address of the Lost Immortal Sect is drawn on the parchment scroll.

"I see, no wonder the two of them fought to the death, just to fight for this token. ”

"The sky lives up to its heart, haha..." Han Zhonglin laughed happily, and his mood also became relaxed, like seeing the sun through the clouds, sweeping away the haze of many days.

It turned out that the address of the Lost Immortal Sect was in the Lost Immortal Domain, 20,000 miles west of the Yiyi Mountains, and the map drawn on the map was the map of the Lost Immortal Domain.

Finally found the direction, counting that there was less than a year before the opening day of the Lost Immortal Sect, after resting for the night, Han Zhonglin set off for the Lost Immortal Domain before dawn on the second day.

In the first month of the trip, Han Zhonglin traveled during the day, traveled 200 miles a day, meditated and cultivated at night, refining the vitality of heaven and earth, and did not delay. But all the way down to the west is mostly high mountains and evil forests, sleeping in the open all day long, and after a month, Rao is Han Zhonglin, a master, is also quite unbearable, and then had to slow down.

In this way, half a year later, Han Zhonglin rushed to the area of Zhiyang Mountain, which was three thousand miles away from the Lost Immortal Domain. Han Zhonglin found that the closer he got to the Lost Immortal Realm, the more martial the folk customs of these realms became, and the original rare Transformation Realm martial artists could be seen everywhere in these realms, and the Grandmaster Realm martial artists were not uncommon, and the masters of the Innate Realm could also see two or three.

At night, he could occasionally find all kinds of bright lights in the sky, and Han Zhonglin was very puzzled at first, but later when he inquired, he learned that it was the cultivator of the Lost Immortal Sect's Imperial Sword Flight. Hearing the news, Han Zhonglin was even more overjoyed, half a year's hard work was very worthwhile, and he was one step closer to the legendary "immortal".

After more than ten days, Han Zhonglin finally arrived at the largest city on the periphery of the Misty Immortal Domain, the Misty Immortal City.

The shape of the Lost Immortal City is similar to the shape of the ordinary town that Han Zhonglin saw, but the height is definitely extremely rare, the city wall alone is thirty zhang high, and from a distance, the entire city of the Lost Immortal City is like a behemoth entrenched in a group of mountains. I heard that the owner of the Lost Immortal City is a disciple of the Lost Immortal Sect, a cultivator with extremely advanced cultivation.

Looking up at the high city wall, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but be shocked by this momentum.

"Sure enough, it's an immortal city, even if it's the largest capital of the Purple Moon Country, Purple Moon City, compared to this Lost Immortal City, it's like a small witch seeing a big witch, there is no comparison. Han Zhonglin was shocked.

There were eight city guards standing at the gate of the city, uniformly dressed in black clothes, with a black scarf on their heads, and they couldn't see what they looked like, and they all showed their eyes, so they knew that these people were definitely masters in martial arts. The city guards indifferently glanced at all kinds of people coming and going, as long as someone dared to provoke trouble, the seven-star knife behind them would be unsheathed and bloody.

Mixed in the crowd and entered the city, Han Zhonglin found a teahouse on the street and decided to inquire about some news before making plans.

"Little Er, let's have a pot of good tea. ”

"Come on, right away. Xiao Er saw that although Han Zhonglin's clothes were simple and unpretentious, they were accompanied by an extraordinary momentum, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off.

After a while, Xiao Er walked up to him with a steaming teapot and poured a cup for Han Zhonglin. Seeing that the tea was light yellow, and the tea leaves were suspended in the shape of a swimming dragon, and he couldn't smell any smell, Han Zhonglin was puzzled, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"This son, this tea is called Hidden Dragon Tea, you can taste it and try it to know the mystery. Seeing Han Zhonglin's puzzled expression, Xiao Er explained with a smile.

"Oh?"

Han Zhonglin took a small sip, only to feel a mellow and rich like a swimming dragon spreading from the tongue coating, and then took a small sip, with a sweet aftertaste.

"It's such a strange tea, and the name is apt!" Han Zhonglin smacked his lips.

"Childe should be the first to arrive in Misty Immortal City, right?" the little two tried to ask, a sly flash in his eyes.

"Not bad. Han Zhonglin took out a piece of silver and threw it over.

"Xie Gongzi reward, boy, I must know everything, and I must be endless. The little second happily took the silver and nodded on the side.

After Han Zhonglin drank a few more cups of Hidden Dragon Tea, he walked out of the teahouse and walked around the city.

The roads in the city are vast, and you can get off five carriages at the same time, and the pedestrians are like flowing water, and the prosperity is like a brocade. The shops on both sides of the street are detached lofts of different shapes, and when you look inside, you can see that the interior is extremely luxuriously decorated, and the people who come and go are not glamorous.

Along the road, Han Zhonglin also found a strange thing, there were no stalls selling along the street on both sides of the street, and when I asked, I found out that there was a clear law in the city prohibiting stalls along the street, and once found, he immediately drove out of the city. In the north of the city, there is a North City Garden, which is a specially set up trading venue, which contains all kinds of things, bringing together the characteristics of various countries around the Lost Immortal Domain. Han Zhonglin asked as he walked, walked four or five streets, and after more than half an hour, a huge venue came into view, which was Beishi Park.

The venue is full of dense stalls, which can be discharged two or three miles away from the edge at a glance. All kinds of people shuttle through it, some are crowded, and there are many strange things on the stalls, there are flying wooden birds, constantly pulling silk threads, etc., eating, using, playing, everything. While strolling around, Han Zhonglin entered the Grand View Garden like Grandma Liu, all kinds of new gadgets, overwhelmed, a little fresh at first, but later became numb.

When he walked to the northwest corner of the entire North Market Park, Han Zhonglin found that there was a small special field on his feet, which was separated from the entire field.

A flash of brightness flashed in Han Zhonglin's eyes, and he found that there were not many people in this venue, and most of the people who set up the stalls were sitting on the ground, their eyes closed, and they were motionless. But these people seem to have a strong hidden power, giving people a sense of danger, and several of them are not weaker than Han Zhonglin, and they are all masters of the innate realm.

After looking around, Han Zhonglin found that the masters of the innate realm accounted for thirty percent of the venue, and the rest were all martial arts powerhouses of the grandmaster realm, and this scene shocked Han Zhonglin a little.

Looking at the things placed in front of these people, Han Zhonglin was also a little surprised. White crane taro, octagonal golden plate, purple daylily, jade beads, pansy and other flowers and plants, are rare into medicine, what is more commendable is that these flowers and plants are all vintage, except in the deep mountains and evil forests nowhere else to be found. Han Zhonglin thought about it again, and then he was relieved, for these masters, what others can't do, it's not difficult for them, it just takes some effort.

Han Zhonglin looked at it casually, for him at the innate peak realm, and although the flowers and plants he saw just now were rare, they did not help to break through the realm, so they were not very attractive to him. There is a gap between martial arts and immortal dao that is difficult to cross, and if you can't get through, you can only wait for old age and die for a lifetime, but how can those spirit plants that help break through the realm be so easy to encounter?

"Hey, what is this?" Han Zhonglin walked to the front of the stall and found a palm-sized lotus canopy, and every protrusion on the lotus pod seemed to be wrapped with a huge lotus seed underneath.

The stall owner is a teenager, the same age as Han Zhonglin, and he is actually a cultivator in the innate realm. Dressed in purple, his hair was tied back at random, his eyes were dark, and he was looking around, looking a little uncontrollable.

"This brother has good eyesight, this is called the three-leaf lotus pod, which I obtained in a poisonous pool, and the lotus seeds in it can have the miraculous effect of purifying the heart and nourishing the mind. ”

"Oh, it came out of the poisonous pool, which really responded to the sentence "out of the mud without staining". Han Zhonglin said in surprise.

"How do you sell this three-leaf lotus pod?" Han Zhonglin then asked.

"How can such strange things be exchanged for money, if there is something of equivalent value on the brother's body, he can exchange it. The purple-clothed young man chuckled softly, but there was no hint of false color in his eyes.

"Do you think this can be exchanged for your three-leaf lotus canopy?" said Han Zhonglin as he took out a piece of bright red jade from his arms.

"Ah, Innate Blood Jade, you have such a treasure. The purple-clothed young man's eyes lit up suddenly, and he exclaimed.

The behavior of the young man in purple caused the surrounding stall owners to focus their eyes on the red jade, and many stall owners were extremely envious in their eyes, while some showed regret.

The purple-clothed young man seemed to realize his predicament, snatched the blood jade at once, and stuffed the three-leaf lotus to Han Zhonglin, for fear that Han Zhonglin would regret it.

"Although my lotus canopy is worse than your blood jade, it is also a rare thing, and you haven't suffered much loss, brother. The boy said quickly, with a slight apology on his face.

Han Zhonglin smiled lightly, and didn't care, after putting away the lotus canopy, he was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the young man just now.

"Brother and slow, you... Do you still have innate blood jade on you?" the young man's face turned red and he sputtered.

"Brother, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, the younger brother really needs this innate blood jade to save people's lives, so he took the liberty to ask. The young man was anxious to explain, his eyes were a little red, and he said: "Little brother, my surname is Zi Mingxuan, I am a person from Xiancheng, my sister suffers from the disease of insufficient blood in the weather, and I need blood jade to make up for the qi and blood, if there is no blood jade, I am afraid that within a year, my sister will lose the fragrance and jade." ”

"Look at Brother Tai should be an outsider, is it for the opening of the Xianmen after a month, Brother Tai can know the rules of the opening of the Xianmen?

Han Zhonglin thought about it, when he first arrived in Misty Immortal City, his eyes were dark about this Immortal Gate opening and accepting disciples, and he didn't have many friends, and this young man was simple in heart, and he seemed to be a friendly person, so he nodded and agreed.

Zi Xuan was overjoyed when he saw Han Zhonglin agree, and after cleaning up the stall immediately, he wanted to take Han Zhonglin to Zi's house as a guest.

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