Looking at this huge building rising from the ground, the complicated lines on it were entangled, which made Zhao Shenbi feel a little fascinated, and immediately couldn't help but admire: "Tianmen is worthy of being among the top ten sects in the southeast, and it is enough to rank in the top three, it is really a terrible handiwork." ”

Wendy covered her mouth with her hand, smiled softly at Zhao Shenbi, and said quite smugly, "Brother Zhao has an overreputation. However, this Heavenly Machine Treasure Hall is indeed forged by the ancestor of the previous generation of my sect, who exerted his huge supernatural powers, and it took a full three hundred and sixty days for the contemporary ancestor who is a low-grade inscription master of the spirit level to engrave tens of thousands of lines on it, which was used to suppress the luck of the flying bird and the ferry port, and to supply many fellow Daoists to open shops here. ”

Zhao Shenbi nodded lightly, and had a deeper understanding of the sect heritage of this Heavenly Gate, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, the Donglin Sect is really embarrassed at the moment, there is no Yuanying Monk sitting in the sect at all, if it weren't for Zhao Xiuyun is a sword cultivator, and his combat power is close to the Yuanying Earth Immortal, I am afraid that he would have been removed from the top ten sects in the southeast.

However, although the sword cultivation is extremely lethal and the combat power is amazing, the cultivation is very difficult, and it is several times more difficult to break through the bottleneck of the realm than ordinary monks, and the matter of refining the natal flying sword is even more expensive, and the savings of many sword cultivators are almost all poured into the natal flying sword, and they are as poor as washing, so they can be regarded as gains and losses.

Wendy naturally didn't know what Zhao Shenbi was thinking at the moment, and seeing that he was silent, he thought that he was deeply shocked by his words, and couldn't help but feel a little more proud, but he was not complacent as a disciple of the Great Sect, but became more and more approachable, making people feel like a spring breeze.

As he stepped into the Heavenly Machine Treasure Hall, a spiritual aura so thick that it seemed to be liquefied came to his face, which made Zhao Shenbi's spirit couldn't help but perk, and even under the excitement, he almost couldn't help but directly urge Sumeru Baoyu to perform the soul melting technique and absorb the spiritual energy of this hall.

However, fortunately, he did not lose his mind, although he could condense tens of thousands of lower-grade spirit stones with one suck, but if he really dared to do so, he was afraid that he would be chased and killed by the Heavenly Gate, and there would be no way to go to the heavens and no way to enter the earth.

In the main hall, there are many people coming and going, dressed in different costumes, all of them are monks from all over the world, most of them are monks from the Far Traveling Realm, and occasionally you can see one or two monks of the Manifestation Realm, and even some of them have begun to turn into human form demon cultivators.

However, Zhao Shenbi didn't have any curious look, with more than 100,000 years of experience, there was nothing strange and strange that he hadn't seen.

In the Tianji Treasure Hall, the semi-enclosed buildings that look like secular stalls are neatly arranged, lined up inward from the entrance, with different colors, full of things related to the five flowers, and I don't know if he just said it casually at the beginning, or he felt that the coming day was long, and there was a full fifteen days on the ferry, which was enough to reflect each other.

As the two of them drifted apart and went deeper into the depths of the main hall, the stalls around them with monks selling items became more and more sparse, and most of them were some strange demon cultivators who had not yet fully transformed, selling some cold and strange monster materials, which were extremely cold and bleak.

The gaze of these demon cultivators looking at the Terran monks was also mixed with a strong sense of jealousy, hostility and distrust, and they looked like you like to buy it or not.

It is not surprising that on the Tianhe Continent, the Terran monks have always been the mainstay, and they have always regarded the demon clan as a fish under the knife, which can be slaughtered by others, especially some demon beasts that have not yet transformed and opened their spiritual wisdom, but they have been killed and captured in large quantities, and have been reduced to materials for forging treasures and delicacies for quenching their stomachs.

In a purple-marked booth, the second-order demon cultivator with wings on his back and an eagle head and a human face saw Zhao Shenbi and the others coming, and looked at them with a wary face.

On the top of the stall, there were mostly some wind-attribute birds, birds, and demon beasts' body materials, most of which were just taken from the first-order demon beasts, but there were two hard feathers that exuded golden brilliance, which were from the bodies of the second-order peak demon beasts, which immediately attracted Zhao Shenbi's attention.

And when the eagle-headed demon cultivator was selling these materials, his expression was also quite complicated, and he was obviously very tormented and uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhao Shenbi gently picked up the arm-sized feather, like fine iron, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask Daoyou, what kind of feather on the demon beast is this, and how many spirit stones do it cost?"

The Eagle Head Demon Cultivator was silent for a moment before his gaze froze, and he said in a dry voice: "Second-Order Peak Jin Hui Yan, thirty lower-grade spirit stones. ”

It's concise and to the point, I don't know if it's because he hasn't been in the shape for a long time, and he hasn't mastered the human language, or because he is so cold by nature.

After Zhao Shenbi nodded, there was no bargaining, and he secretly sighed that doing business with the demon clan was a pleasure, and immediately slapped the storage bag, handed out forty low-grade spirit stones, and bought these two golden feathers.

In this way, the look of vigilance in the demon cultivator's eyes was also weakened a little in an instant, and he looked at Zhao Shenbi with a bit of anticipation.

However, to his great disappointment, Zhao Shenbi didn't seem to be more interested in other materials, and even turned away.

However, just as Zhao Shenbi was about to turn back, his figure suddenly froze, and a burst of bright light erupted in his eyes, staring at the egg of a monster beast the size of a leather ball and a pale blue body on the desktop.

In an instant, the light in his eyes flashed, and he still had a breezy look, but in his heart, there was a storm and he was shocked.

From the unsightly beast egg, he quietly felt a trace of Kunpeng blood, although there was only a trace of this bloodline, it still exuded a feeling that made his heart beat.

It's a Kunpeng relic!

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