Ye Wuchen jumped directly into the Underworld City, and was not hindered by anything during the process. As soon as he entered the city, Ye Wuchen was attracted by all kinds of snacks and snacks, and after experiencing an embarrassing oolong and almost fighting (it should be said that someone was going to be beaten again), Ye Wuchen finally knew that the main currency in this city was not the spirit stone, but the other four round square hole currencies, which were called purple gold coins, gold coins, silver coins and copper coins, and the conversion ratio between them was 1:10. That is to say, 1 purple gold coin = 10 gold coins = 100 silver coins = 1000 copper coins. It is not that the spirit stone cannot be circulated in the Spirit Soul City, but because its denomination is too large and not something that ordinary civilians can have, it only appears in the transactions of some big families, and only the four major families can exchange spirit stone-level currency in the Spirit City.

The Soul City is the lowest level of the city, the martial arts civilization is quite backward, and there is not a single cultivator in the entire city who has reached the Xuanhai Realm, and Ye Wuchen's cultivation of the ninth order of the Tongmai can basically do whatever he wants here, but Ye Wuchen himself is not clear, because Ye Wuchen is immersed in food after exchanging ten purple gold coins and cannot extricate himself.

The Underworld City is not only backward in martial arts civilization, but also very down-to-earth in infrastructure, compared with the pride of Qingxuanzong's rare jade and rare metal paving, the blue brick horse road in the Underworld City that is less than two battles wide is simply rubbish. However, for Ye Wuchen, who grew up in the mountains, there is nothing uncomfortable, and now Ye Wuchen's eyes only have food, and even the crowd following him doesn't bother to pay attention, who will pay attention to what type of floor is under his feet.

"Uh, uh, the meat bun is so delicious, but it's a pity that I can't eat it," a few hours later, Ye Wuchen touched his slightly swollen belly while burping, and said depressedly, obviously not eating enough. However, seeing that the sun was already setting westward, Ye Wuchen had to find an inn to stay in for a night, and take a hot bath to cool off by the way.

In the end, Ye Wuchen came to an inn called Happy Zhai, which was a relatively ordinary inn with little traffic. After entering, Ye Wuchen came directly to the counter, threw a gold coin directly on the counter, and said, "Shopkeeper, come to a guest room." ”

"What kind of guest room do you want?" asked the tall and thin man.

"The location is high and the view is great. ”。

"Okay, what do you think of room 37, sir? On the seventh floor, the window is next to the road. ”

"Okay. ”

"Guest, please take your keys," he said. "Xiao Er took this guest officer to see the house"

"Guest, this is your room, if you need anything, you can call it small. After arriving at the room, the shopkeeper smiled.

"Prepare hot water, I'm going to take a shower. Ye Wuchen is also not polite.

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a minute. ”

After taking a hot bath, Ye Wuchen felt very comfortable on his body, so he approached the window to look at the scenery. It was night, and the whole city had settled down, and it was dark as far as the eye could see, except for a few places where yellow fires were still emitting, and there were basically no pedestrians on the road, and from time to time there would be customers hurrying into the store. Thinking back on today's events, Ye Wuchen felt that he had gone too far, he had an accident in the teleportation array before he got here, two days had passed, and he hadn't figured out where he was, whether he was out of the Eastern Regions, and how far away he was from home, which was indeed a little inappropriate. But given that he came out for the sake of hi skin, Ye Wuchen was not unpleasant.

Suddenly, the originally dark urban area in the distance began to become brightly lit, and the firelight reflected half of the sky, Ye Wuchen remembered that there was still a tent area when he passed by today, and it was very deserted. Such a change made Ye Wuchen interested, so he directly flew out of the sword window and flew towards the destination.

After a while, he approached the firelight, but Ye Wuchen did not fly directly over, but stopped on a relatively hidden roof, and then walked towards his destination after adjusting his breath. As soon as he approached, Ye Wuchen was stunned by the scene in front of him, only to see that the original tents had been set up, all kinds of delicacies were blooming everywhere, one stall was next to another, all kinds of tables and chairs were full of people, some were young people of a few years old, but more were middle-aged men in their forties, they sat around a table in twos and threes, four or five, regardless of the blood and mud stains on their bodies, they just drank and ate meat, and at the same time talked loudly with their companions next to them, talking about the people and things around them. For example, there is such and such a receipt today.,How is the girl of which family?,There is actually a prostitute in which Qinglou and how is it.。

Looking at their chic and happy appearance, Ye Wuchen also felt that life should be so happy and hateful, divine freedom, you are always so charming. However, it wasn't long before Ye Wuchen realized that their happiness and enmity were always short-lived. In any case, since you have encountered such a lively night market, eating and drinking are a must.

Since it was my first time writing a novel, I tried my best, but I still felt a little inadequate. In any case, people always look forward, and in the days to come, I will work harder and strive to reach 300,000 words as soon as possible and sign a contract as soon as possible. I don't want this work to bring me income, I want to write my inner thoughts, the stories I imagine. Now fantasy is declining, the reason is just that many works follow the same routine, and now I will try to break the routine of those bad streets, dilute the halo of the protagonist, dilute the protagonist's plug-in, and put the real otherworldly battle, strength speaks, and moral existence can only be used as an excuse, and the world where everyone has killed is presented in front of everyone. Of course, dilute the protagonist's halo, it's not that there is no protagonist halo at all, and dilute the protagonist's plug-in is also allowed to appear a little bit of plug-in, otherwise what will everyone see?

The first few chapters were used to introduce the protagonist and his general background, but it still seems a little insufficient, because the background of the protagonist itself is too large and complex, and some introductions will continue to be interspersed in the following content, which may be a little verbose, please understand.