Although there is a law enforcement team of monks in the city, there have been frequent accidents recently, and some battles even involve the level of foundation building monks, and ordinary law enforcement monks can't control it.

And the peak monk of the foundation building in the town is the identity of Keqing, and at this moment he is also paying attention to the movements of the Dry Grass Valley and has no intention of paying attention to the changes in the city, these law enforcement monks see that their heads are like this, so they turn a blind eye to the chaos in the city.

The fighting between these monks was a terrible injury to the ordinary people who originally lived in the city, and the fighting between the monks often affected the common people, and many ordinary people were killed or injured in the aftermath of the fighting.

In just a few days, the original prosperous Yunyi City has been unusually depressed, and the ordinary people are ready to close their doors as soon as there is a stir.

At this time, Du Rong stepped on the streets of Yunyi City, which had completely changed its appearance, and he looked at the decaying scenery, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the monk's behavior interfered too much with ordinary people.

It's only been a short five days since the last time I returned to the sect, and this time I came to the Yuan slave to make an appointment, and I need to urgently deliver a new blood pill.

Fights between monks inevitably involve death and injury, and as long as they do not die, they need to be treated with healing elixirs. And the Blood Pill was well-known throughout the Yunfeng Country and even the surrounding areas, even if some foreign monks had never heard of this elixir, they were also familiar with this magical elixir when they came to this place.

However, most of the foreign monks were casual cultivators, and they had to settle for some other cheap substitutes before the high price of this healing pill. And the monks who can have a blood pill will hide it at the bottom of the box as their most important treasure, and this elixir is like a second life for themselves.

Even in the past few days, there have been several murders by monks in order to snatch the Blood Pill, not only because of the high price, which is difficult for ordinary monks to bear, but more importantly, in just a few days, all the Blood Pill on the market has been sold out.

At this moment, I found that there were so many cultivators, and there were more than a thousand people from all the sects and sects in the Yunfeng Kingdom and the surrounding areas, the cultivation families, and the scattered cultivators, and the number of people continued to pour here over time.

A small Yunyi City didn't expect to prepare the materials needed by so many monks, so the materials used by various monks were in an emergency at this moment.

And now in Du Rong's storage bag, there are thousands of blood pills lying quietly, except for the first day of staying, this time in just four days, he seems to be open.

rushed into his own Dan room to lock the door, and also developed the remaining four ground fire vents reserved in the Dan room, he even felt that it was not enough, and used his fire element magic.

A Dan room was filled with eight furnaces, all of which were started at the same time, relying on his wonderful spiritual power to control eight furnaces at the same time, five of which were supported by earth fire, and the other three were calcined by his own fire magic.

Thanks to the fact that his magic has been cultivated to the ninth level of the apprentice mage, he can have enough mana to support the consumption of the three furnaces, but although the mana has increased significantly, this mana consumption day and night cannot keep up.

As long as he felt that his mana was a little unsustainable, he would break off a part of the withered grass and stuff it into his mouth and swallow it, relying on its effect of speeding up the absorption of magic elements to quickly replenish the fire elements he consumed.

After the past four days, Du Rong only felt that even if he hiccuped, his mouth was full of the smell of withered grass.

Although the location of Xiang Danxuan is remote, but peers like to gather together to form a scale effect, and the street it passes through is full of shops selling herbs and pills.

The usually deserted streets, at this time, are full of people, looking at their costumes and the fluctuations of spiritual power revealed from time to time, there is basically no doubt that they are monks, walking through the various shops in a hurry, and this lively street forms a strong contrast with the entire depressed Yunyi City.

But all the shops that can open a pill medicine shop here, which one has a lot of monk background behind it, and ordinary monks don't dare to go wild here, and this place has become the most populous area in Yunyi City, but it is the safest area.

Many monks kept shuttling from shop to shop, but most of them showed anxious looks, as if they couldn't find the herbs or elixirs they wanted, so they had to ask about them one by one, but they all walked out of the next shop with disappointed faces.

At this moment, Du Rong needed to rely on the help of withered grass to refine the Blood Pill, so he dispersed his spiritual power early, so walking on the street attracted the attention of many monks.

In the case of strange monks all around, the spiritual sense has been abused, and if you meet someone at will, you will use your spiritual sense to test the other party, and it has become a rare thing to see that everyone in the group of monks is like a mortal.

All the monks who passed by would always look at him for a long time, as if they wanted to know what this ordinary person had eaten, and the bear-hearted leopard dared to appear in the area where the monks gathered at this time.

I never thought that this place could be crowded with so many monks, and Du Rong regretted it a little at the moment.

If it weren't for taking too much withered grass in the past few days, the aura accumulated in the body was too strong, and it would take more than two spirit pills to restore the cultivation of the Qi refining period, and it would be a bit out of place to choose to appear here as an ordinary person in order to save this extra pill.

This consumption is not worth mentioning his current financial resources, but the habit of saving has gone deep into his bones. I knew that I shouldn't have saved this than the cost, and it was more convenient to walk as a monk here.

Although the spiritual power dissipated, Du Rong's spiritual power was stronger than before, and most of the spiritual senses that were constantly sweeping around him were only at the fourth or fifth level of the Qi refining period. He also thought it was funny, at this level, he still wanted to go to the dry grass valley to fish in troubled waters, but he didn't know that many old monsters in the Jindan period were staring at him?

Even with his magic cultivation that was directly comparable to that of a high-level Qi refining cultivator, he only dared to sneak in with Yang Lanxi before the official opening of the Dry Grass Valley, and withdrew it in advance.

It's just that his funny thoughts are just thinking about it in his heart, an ordinary person laughing at a monk, if he meets a short-tempered person, it will inevitably break out into a lot of conflicts.

So he put on a serious face, and continued to walk without squinting, pretending to be uneasy at the attention that was constantly projected around him.

Of course, if an ordinary person dares to look arrogant in this gathering place of monks, I am afraid that some monks with good deeds will come to the door to vent their frustration of not going well with procurement.

As I walked past a certain store, a fierce quarrel erupted inside, and the sound was heard in the distance.

"I said shopkeeper, are you a good bully for me to come from, are you blinded to me?! I said that what I want is an elixir that is comparable in effect, or slightly worse than the Blood Pill, but the price is cheaper. And what kind of garbage thing are you taking? Rejuvenation Pill? This thing is only enough to treat some simple external injuries, I said that the effect is worse than the Blood Pill, and it is not so bad, you still dare to charge me 1,500 lower grade spirit stones! Before putting it, even 600 lower grade spirit stones were too much. ”

A stout male monk shouted loudly in anger at an elixir shop, and the people around him who looked like they were pulling him to persuade him.

And the monks passing by in the street glanced inside and stopped looking, arguing over such things was a daily occurrence in this street.

The companion beside him seemed more rational, and kept pulling him to persuade: "Brother Ji, forget it, don't be so angry." ”

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