According to the instructions on the map, the place where Yu Yu is staying now is not less than 100,000 miles away from Duanfan City, if it is calculated according to flying 10,000 miles a day, he will also fly for ten consecutive days, at this time Yu Yu knows how big the gap between himself and Xijian is, tens of thousands of miles, people still take themselves, and they will fly there in an hour or two. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info (Baidu search rainbow)

Alone, empty-handed, using the ancient flying magic weapon, these distances have to fly for ten days, this gap is simply incalculable.

After ten days of continuous flight, when he came to about five hundred miles outside the city of Duanfan, Yu Yu stopped, rested **, and entered the city the next day.

It's not like a mortal city, there are no guards at the gates, and there are no so-called gates. It is an open place for human monks. In fact, the permanent population is not large, and most of these people are businessmen. The mobility of people here is particularly strong, according to Zao Wou-ki, all together, the fixed population is only 50,000!

This is because the vast majority of monks do not live here, such as the people of the academy, and many monks in the Holy City, most of them are not here. In fact, the number of human monks is much more than that. It is basically impossible to count how many there are now, too many monks and mortals mingle.

The city is large, and although the population is small, it is not much smaller than the Holy City.

Yu Yu first found an inn and wanted to stay for one night, Xiao Er said, "One hundred taels of silver for one night, or a spar fragment!"

"Why don't you rob it?" Yu Yu almost spit on him, Xiao Er looked at the stunned young man in front of him who seemed to be a raw leather stick with a playful face, and couldn't help but look at it again and again, "I said this guest officer, this is the first time you have come to us?"

"Yes, so what?" Yu Yu deliberately made a chick posture, and Xiao Er smiled, "Then it's no wonder, our inn here is basically at this price, and it has been the same for many years." If you want to stay, you are welcome to visit the next home!"

Yu Yu brushed his sleeves and left!

For people who feel that it hurts to live for five taels of silver a night, it costs a hundred taels of silver, Yu Yu is really reluctant, if Doudou knows about this, she will have to die of distress.

Seeing that there was still some time at noon, Yu Yu was wandering around the street and unknowingly came to the free market.

The so-called free market is relative to the very formal shops. The people who came here to trade were all low-level monks, and the range of low-level monks was from the Void Field Realm all the way to the peak of the Field River Realm.

Only when you reach the realm of fate can you be qualified to become a great monk, at that time, Han Duxue, the senior sister of Linglong Shui Yuetian, was indifferent to Yu Yu in the void realm, because the status of the two monks was too different.

In the beginning, you can set up a stall as long as you pay a certain fee to the management staff, and the cost is very small. But no longer anymore. Most of them are casual cultivators, or low-level disciples of various sects, who want to sell good things, but feel that they can't get them in a regular place, so they come here to trade.

There are also some disciples who want to exchange what they have in their hands for what they want. Because they may not be able to afford it, they can only try their luck in barter.

In short, this is a place where low-ranking monks gather to trade, but according to Zao Wou-Ki, there are occasional great monks who come here to find treasures. Because it is not far from the ancient dojo, some young monks don't know the treasure, and it is not once or twice that they take it out and sell it at a low price.

Probably due to the fact that it just snowed some time ago, the streets here look exceptionally crisp and clean. Yu Yu walked into the free market and saw that it was a long market without a façade. There are many young people doing business on both sides of the road, and occasionally you can see the old people setting up stalls.

Because it was the first time to see the monk trade, Yu Yu also felt fresh, and he couldn't help but look at everything, his move naturally saw in the eyes of many veterans, and decided that this was a master who could make some oil and water, but he never thought that although the other party was very impressed by their things, he never made a move.

The admiration is from the heart, because Yu Yu thinks it's really good, although some things can be seen to be fake and shoddy with his eyesight, but the vividness that can be imitated can be regarded as a heart. If the cottage is done well, it will also have a bright future, so most of Yu Yu will praise it.

But he won't buy it, not because of the money, but because he doesn't need a lot of things. For example, the talisman seal, the tool for making the talisman seal, the material of the elixir, or the material of the refining weapon, or the weapon. He didn't need any of these, and Fenglin Pavilion didn't lack it at all, it was just a matter of one sentence. As for weapons, he has a thunder in his own hands, and these things are naturally incomparable.

However, the sword of Luo Anchang that he was holding in his hand now, he had slightly processed it in appearance, so as not to be recognized. After turning for a long time, Yu Yu has not finished walking half a street. As he was walking, Yu Yu's heart moved, and when he was faced, Xue Ziling and two old men walked over.

The two old men are both in the middle of the field realm, and Xue Ziling's current cultivation is the same as Yu Yu's, in the middle of the field realm. Yu Yu knew that the Xue family in Broken Cloud Mountain had not produced a monk for at least the last two hundred years, and these two old men must have been the ones who had no great future in cultivation and came to the Xue family as guests.

At this time, he also carried the sword in his hand, looking left and right, and seemed to be interested in these things as well. Yu Yu thought to himself that the matter of the Xue family was probably over, and Xue Ziling couldn't help but come here, what the senior brother said was right, it seems that all monks, this place is always coming.

After arriving, Yu Yu found that what they said was right, this was indeed the world where monks should come! Although it was full of dangers, it was also full of opportunities and possibilities.

Yu Yu looked down at things at a stall next to him, and Xue Ziling looked at things next to him, and neither of them looked at anyone. Xue Ziling is because he doesn't know the current Yu Yu, and Yu Yu doesn't want him to know his identity.

The stall is a little girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, next to her is an uncle, the little girl is a virtual field realm ninefold, about to be consummated, that uncle is in the middle of the real field realm, and Yu Yu, there are some exercises on the stall, as well as swords and knives that seem to be very old, but they are fake at first glance, and there are some alchemy materials that seem to be magic weapons, and some alchemy materials that seem to be old.

Except for Yu Yu, who didn't see the exercises in the whole stall, he didn't know what the color was, and he concluded that the others were basically fakes.

"What is this?" Yu Yu asked the little girl, pointing to something on the stall that resembled his own flying shuttle.

The little girl was reading a book, people came and went to see a lot, asked little, and the middle-aged uncle next to her sat on the log pier, his eyes were stunned, as if he was thinking about something.

The little girl heard someone asking something, so she quickly stood up, straightened the messy hair on her head, and smiled at Yu Yu, "I'm sorry, I'm fascinated by reading, is Childe asking this flying shuttle?"

"Flying shuttle?" Yu Yu was stunned, and Xue Ziling and the two old men next to him were also stunned, and at the same time turned their faces to look at this side. Yu Yu was a mediocre-looking young man at this time, his face was slightly cold and arrogant, and he seemed to be a disciple of a certain sect who had never been out of the mountain gate, and he was somewhat arrogant.

He nodded, but didn't speak.

"It's a flying shuttle, a magic weapon of the flying class, it's very precious! If you don't buy one, the secret realm will be restarted again in a few days, and having it will be equivalent to one more life!" the girl explained busily.

Xue Ziling and the three of them came over, and an old man picked up the thing and looked at it in his hand, put it down and said, "How did you sell this thing?"

"You can only buy it with a spar, one of ten lower spars!" the little girl seemed to be very embarrassed to quote the price, as if she herself felt embarrassed.

Yu Yu wanted to laugh but didn't laugh.

In this day and age, who has ten lower spars to buy such a very poor imitation thing.

The old man smiled, but he didn't point it out, but said lightly, "One-time, it is estimated that one spar has been overestimated, if you ask for ten spars, I'm afraid it will not be easy to sell!"

The little girl's face was a little red, and she looked at the middle-aged uncle sitting next to her, the uncle wanted to get angry, but when he saw that it was two old men, and they were both monks of the Transformation Realm, he seemed to hold back his anger, and said indifferently, "I'm afraid you are also going to the secret realm in a few days, this thing is a one-time thing, and it can only fly a hundred miles." But the moment of truth is enough to save lives. Are you saying it's worth ten hedrons?"

The old man smiled, "Every time the secret realm is opened many times, I don't care about this time or twice, but this time it's for low-level monks, I'm interested in going, but"

Na Latou looked at the middle-aged uncle and smiled slightly, "The cost of going to the secret realm is exactly ten lower crystals per person, presumably you are not enough?"

The middle-aged uncle seemed to have his wishful thinking broken, and his face was slightly ugly, and he snorted coldly, "This is a free market, if you think the price is too expensive, you might as well look elsewhere, don't stop others from doing business!"

When the little girl heard the uncle's words, she hurriedly waved her hand at the old man and said, "Old man, my father has a bad temper, don't be like him, don't be like him, he is like this to everyone!"

"Hmph" The middle-aged uncle snorted coldly, turned his face away, and stopped looking at a few people.

Yu Yu left in a huff, and Xue Ziling and the others also felt bored and left separately.

In fact, there are still a lot of good things in the free market, but they are basically useless to Yu Yu. Whether it was a talisman seal, an elixir, a weapon or even a magic weapon, if he wanted it, Feng Lin Pavilion Zhao Wou-Ki would definitely give it.

All he lacks is hedrons!

If there were really good things here, he wouldn't mind buying some back, but in fact many of them were not very good, most of them were shoddy, and there were especially many imitations. I don't know where these young people got them.

At night, he found a very small inn and paid fifty taels of silver to stay, and Yu Yu began to think about the itinerary for these days. According to what the girl said during the day, a few days later will be the day of the opening of the secret realm, should I go and see it?

There are many secret realms in the ancient dojo, and the so-called secret realm is actually the ancient battlefield. After thousands of people continued to explore, these battlefields were roughly divided into levels, with low-level monks suitable places to go and admonishment monks suitable places to go.

It is opened several times a year, and the major monk sects take turns to take charge of the management of the opening. The so-called management is actually to open the channel, send people in, and then pick up the living people out within the specified time.

Of course, this job is very simple to say, and it is not impossible for a monk to do it. Universities are also involved, but this time there are none.

Yu Yu lay on the ** and couldn't sleep, and Zao Wou-Ki repeatedly told him that he couldn't go to the secret realm, and if he wanted to go, he could only go to the ancient dojo for the second time. But this time it was for low-level monks, and Yu Yu was a little tempted!