In the afternoon, the fang market was still noisy, and Ji Fan lingered in front of one stall after another, and he would also enter the tent.

"Come in and take a look, the demon pets are very full, and they can fight and resist ......," a female monk shouted in front of a tent, as if she couldn't wipe her face.

"Are there people from the sect who have access to the Demon Peak?"

Looking at the female monk who was selling, with a lot of demon beast bags hanging on her body, and there was also a demon waist card, Ji Fan took a deep breath and was about to go around the rather large tent and go elsewhere.

"Ji ~~~ Senior Brother ......"

Some of the crisp voices that were stifled summoned to Ji Fan.

Ji Fan, who was wearing a bamboo hat, tilted his head slightly and glanced at Mu Qing who sent the buyer out of the tent.

"Business is good. ”

Seeing that Tu Qiu was also helping to move things around the tent, Ji Fan smiled.

"Ji Fan, what happened to the previous trial?" The tower-like slaughter of revenge, although it can restrain its murderous aura, its body shape will still give people a sense of oppression.

"Actually, I don't know, it's just that my premonition wasn't good. Ji Fan sat on the monster feeding box outside the tent and shook his head.

"Looking at the poison you planted, it seems to be very serious, do you think someone wants to harm you?" Tu Qiu did not mean to complain about Ji Fan, but was very upright.

"Although the monk fought for his life, I didn't want to regret it until I died, and when I felt that something was wrong, I left decisively. Ji Fan said calmly.

After you left, the faces of the three elders were a little ugly, but they couldn't see anything, and the three of them didn't say much. "Tu Qiu is not too sure.

"Senior Brother Ji, there is one thing, I don't know if it's appropriate to say it, I secretly left the Spirit Injection Grass Demon on the periphery of the Poison Dragon Valley, after the trial, Master Wei went to the Poison Dragon Valley alone, and then he came out again......" Mu Qing's whispered words made Tu Qiu unavoidable.

"Did you come out alone?"

Ji Fan felt that there must be something wrong in the trial of the Poison Dragon Valley, but he was not sure who was involved.

If it was just the first old man in the front of Ten Thousand Poison Peak, Ji Fan didn't think that he could set the matter of the trial.

"It should come out alone. ”

Mu Qing realized that Ji Fan was pointing, but she couldn't be sure of anything.

"Don't worry too much about the previous things, you remember, just don't go to the Poison Dragon Valley again, the things in there are terrifying, there are many people who have been hostile to me over the years, and it is not necessarily a bad thing for me to leave the sect. Although Ji Fan was suspicious, he had no intention of pursuing it.

"Senior Brother Ji Fan, do you know the situation in Poison Dragon Valley, can you tell me what's inside?" Mu Qing couldn't help but ask Ji Fan.

"As the name suggests, the thing in the valley is not a Jiao, it is likely to be a real poisonous dragon. Ji Fan's words made Mu Qing and Tu Qiu's figures suddenly shocked.

"Let you go and slay the dragon?"

Rao slaughtered and killed many people, but he couldn't help but be extremely shocked, and he also decided that someone was not well-intentioned.

"If it is a real dragon, what is the difference between it and sending it to death, even if there may be other circumstances, it is estimated that it has not been told. Mu Qing couldn't help but have some guesses about Ji Fan's departure from the sect.

"Don't talk about that, it seems like a good partnership for you to do business. Ji Fan smiled, he had no hatred for the sect and some people, let alone Tu Muqing.

"The business of demon beasts is really good, I just help a little, catch demon beasts and do what I can, Mu Qing and they are not stingy, and will give me some cultivation resources. "It's quite true to slaughter people.

"Senior Brother Ji also wants to do business?"

Seeing that Ji Fan didn't hold on to the Poison Dragon Valley trial, Mu Qing was secretly relieved.

"You guys help me look at this. ”

Ji Fan released a jade box from the multi-eyed demon ring and asked Tu * Muqing to help measure it.

"What is this, mud?"

Tu Qiu opened the jade box and saw that it was a little black, but it was also a sparkling viscous oar.

"It doesn't seem to be ordinary mud, if I'm not mistaken, this should be spirit stone mud, this kind of mud is quite rare, it can be used to repair large forbidden formations, as well as to plant spirit essences, as for the use of other cultivation paths, I don't know much. "Mu Qing, as a child of the top ten families, can be regarded as well-informed.

"How many spirit stones can this box of spirit stone mud be worth?" Ji Fan asked with a heavy gesture to the jade box.

"Ordinary monks, few people will buy this kind of spirit stone mud, the cultivation force is possible, as far as I know, this kind of spirit stone mud can be refined into a companion martial artist, it can not only withstand the strong attack power of the monk, but it will become more and more resilient the more it fights, it can also refine the teleportation array disk, but as for its specific value, I am not sure, Senior Brother Ji knows Yin Bao'er, right? As a person from the refining family, she should know better. Mu Qing hesitated slightly, and it was not easy to talk nonsense in the uncertain situation.

Ji Fan smiled and put away the jade box, his impression of Mu Qing has changed, the girl seems to be cute, not very good at communicating with people, but she is very rigorous.

"Okay, don't bother you, I'll take a stroll around the market. Ji Fan said goodbye to the two and continued to wander around the stalls.

"There are fifteen days left, and the Ten Demon Dao Classics have begun, he didn't mention the matter of the Ten Demon Dao Dabi, and the sect didn't mention letting Ji Fan and the four of them participate, it is estimated that there may have been a change!" Tu Qiu couldn't help but say with pity.

In Mu Qing's mind, whether or not he participated in the Ten Demon Dao Classics as a disciple of the Xuanyin Sect was not the most important.

If someone shows concern and closeness on the surface, but actually wants to trap Ji Fan in the Poison Dragon Valley, that is the most terrifying.

"With such a large market selling all kinds of items, it should be possible to find antiquities. "Ji Fan walked around Chengnanfang City and didn't find much.

Just when Ji Fan was about to give up and go to the north of the city, he found that outside a huge tree hall on the edge of Fang City, there were many monks gathered.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog barked in the leather pouch and poked out its little paws to point to a temple of trees.

"See. ”

Ji Fan sighed secretly in his heart, realizing that it was unusual for the continuous tree hall.

"Yi Bao Lou!"

Ji Fan went to the vicinity of the main hall, looked at the quaint hall plaque, and felt that this hall seemed to come out of thin air.

The reason why Ji Fan had such a feeling was because he had never seen this continuous tree hall in the Hundred Tombs City before.

For the monks who entered it, pay a spirit stone to receive a pendant number plate, and there was no restriction on carrying demon beasts, Ji Fan thought about it for a while, approached an old man who was constantly coughing, and paid a spirit stone.

Ji Fan tied the jade plate with the word one hundred and thirty around his waist, and before entering the tree hall, he glanced vaguely at the old man who changed the number plate.

"This old man is not simple. ”

Ji Fan found that the old man who kept coughing and covering his mouth also looked over, and just met his gaze.

Like an old man who is not in good health, his cultivation is the level of the late stage of Tongxuan, and it seems normal to do the work of issuing number plates, but Ji Fan feels that the old man is quite dangerous.

"This Jindan early stage monk doesn't look very inconspicuous, but the hidden power has reached the point of being terrifying, I didn't expect that there would be such a strong Dawn Breaking Realm monk in Cangluan Prefecture, if he relied on the combat power of his body alone, I am afraid that Fan Xiao may not be able to cover him!" The old man covered his mouth and coughed, secretly surprised in his heart.

"The breath of death. ”

Ji Fan, who entered the tree hall, took off the bamboo hat.

In Ji Fan's spiritual sense, the old man's breath of death is not the kind of dead people, but more like cultivating spiritual roots.

If he saw the old man in another place, Ji Fan might simply regard him as a strong man, but in the Hundred Tombs City, the situation was a little different, it was too close to the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range.

In the tree hall, it is much cooler than outside.

"This Taoist friend, today is the last auction of Yi Baolou in the Hundred Tomb City, starting in two hours, Taoist friends want to participate, at that time have inspected the spirit stone, move to the auction hall, if there are items that you want to auction, you can go to the memory to leave treasures. A friar in a fur collar and long skirt came over, and she didn't have the slightest fear of Ji Fan, who had a black and purple face.

"I've never heard of Yi Bao Lou before. ”

Ji Fan really didn't know that there was such a force in the cultivation world of Cangluan Prefecture.

"Fellow Daoists haven't heard of normal, our Yi Baolou is a monk organization in Tuogu Prefecture. The words of the friar in the hairy collar and long skirt made Ji Fan think of Sen Luo Dao.

It's just that compared to Yi Baolou, there are only four people in Senluo Road, where Ji Fan is located, and the members are very rare.

As far as Ji Fan knows, the nine states in the Lingxu world are Hanging Rock Prefecture, Barbarian Prefecture, Cangluan Prefecture, Cangze Prefecture, Zhongsheng Prefecture, Manglin Prefecture, Tuogu Prefecture, Hanchi Prefecture, and Yanyun Prefecture.

Compared with Lingxu Kyushu, the domain of Wanshan, located in the north of Cangluan Prefecture, can only be regarded as a corner of the land.

"Monks from other states come to Cangluan Prefecture, it's not as easy as imagined, Lingxu Kyushu is not connected to each other, and is distributed in the four dense seas. "Ji Fan can detect the late cultivation of the woman in the hair-collared long skirt.

Ji Fan can be very sure that this woman who welcomes guests is not a subordinate, her expression is calm, and the hidden wood spirit breath has a sense of erection.

"Hey~~~ He's really in there......"

Without waiting for Ji Fan to transfer in the tree hall, Zangtu brought the third daughter to find him.

"Original sin, why do you look so weird, your face is black and purple, and you are not afraid of scaring people?" Zangtu turned the Sen Luo Ring in his hand, and smiled darkly and approached Ji Fan.

"You're no better. ”

Ji Fan glanced at the Tibetan soil, whose face was earthy and his body was thin.

Han Yue waved to the woman in the fur-collared long skirt, signaling that she didn't need to follow.

"The people of Yi Baolou are not kind people, Bao Nu said that these people are a tomb robbery organization in Tuogu Prefecture, and there are not many members of the core morning monks, and they are somewhat similar to us. Tibetan soil joked.

In the morning, when Ji Fan was setting up a stall, he saw a group of water spirit root monks, and now with this Yi Bao Building, he secretly sighed that the dragons and snakes in the Hundred Tomb City were mixed at the moment.

"Baonu, why did monks from other states come to Cangluan Prefecture?" asked Ji Fan to Yin Bao'er.

"There is a feeling of the Great War of the Hundred Sects, after this burial of the ancient calamity, the situation of worshipping the ancient path, stepping on the immortal path, and covering the heavens is likely to change, and a grand event like the Ten Demon Dao Ceremony will not be too surprising if it attracts the attention of the cultivation forces in other states, and the cultivation forces such as Yi Baolou will choose to travel far because of their interests or the difficulty of surviving in their own state. Yin Bao'er responded in a low voice.