The gray, heavy bluestone, coupled with the mottled moss and wind marks on it, exudes a heavy historical atmosphere.

It is said that this city has a history of more than two thousand years, and the recent rise of the Blood Lotus Sect is only a matter of four hundred years.

The previous Blood Lotus Sect may not have been as big as the Qin family.

Yan landed on a tree and was about to enter the city, but as soon as he reached the door, a sudden spear stopped his way.

The gun was held by a young man in his twenties, with oblique bangs and a pinch of gold retriever, with a lazy expression and a rather casual posture.

This kind of person Yan is very familiar, in junior high school and high school, there are always such people wandering outside the school, squatting in the corner and smoking, squinting at passers-by, always thinking that they are very handsome.

In fact, it is the lack of education, the limited understanding of the world and the greatest strange ideas of the world, most of the nature is not bad, but the lack of correct guidance words...

Sister, why am I pulling so far...

"Something?" Yan always felt that someone always came to trouble him, and in fact, his cold tone would also make most people feel disgusted, but Yan didn't think it was his problem.

This is not a commercial society, and what kind of friendship and interest groups are operated.

When it comes to friendship in modern society, everyone can get rich together.

Monk's world, will you give me a supernatural power or something when I talk about friendship?

Of course, the young man was also angry, but he didn't care too much, but said lightly: "Entrance tax!"

"How much?"

"One dollar..."

Yan was dumbfounded, an entry tax basically eliminated the possibility of the Meat God Realm coming here.

He took out a Qi Yuan Dan from the ring and handed it over, but the young man said again: "What I said is, 11 yuan!"

"Did I hear me wrong?" Yan scratched his head, after all, after the strengthening of the Six Divine Realm, his hearing was absolutely fine, that may be because he had just lost his mind and didn't pay attention.

Yan took this Qi Yuan Pill back and took out another bottle, which contained 11 Qi Yuan Pills.

"It's 11 yuan!" Yan said.

"Oh, 30 yet?" The young man laughed.

Difference 30,41?

Yan looked at the young man speechlessly and asked, "Are you from Zhongzhou Railway Station?"

"Clams?"

"You're stupid to me, what's after 41, 71?91?" As soon as Yan's eyes widened, the young man felt a flower in front of him, he was still here at the city gate, but the kid who had just passed by was gone.

"Where did you go?" He scratched his head, then heard the crackling sound of falling rain.

Is it raining?

The young man looked out, and then rushed into the rain all of a sudden, this is not rain, the whole body is Qi Yuan Dan!

Outside the illusion, Yan took back his bottle, but he understood what the problem was, he gave the pill too neatly, so he was slaughtered as a fat sheep.

"Being able to be on duty here at the city gate, this should be the Qin family..."Yan Xiang said, with this kind of quality, even if Chen Shengtang didn't come, they would be ruined by their own greed sooner or later.

Not far from the youth, there was a group of soldiers guarding the door, but he had already come from the youth's side, and the soldiers did not stop him again.

Out of the city gate, the noise of selling immediately came to my ears.

It's a big night, and there are so many people doing business!

But monks don't need to sleep, so what's the difference between night and day...

10,000 meters above the mountain, the combined action of heaven and earth and the wind will give birth to a variety of materials on the mountain.

For example, some people are selling phantom steel, a metal with its own psychedelic properties, and is the preferred material for refining musical instruments such as pianos and pipas.

There are also people selling tear gold, this metal is eroded by the wind, will leave a tear-stained size mottled hole on the metal, this metal is eroded by the wind after the appearance is actually most of the metal mass condensed together, so it looks light and fluttering is full of holes, in fact, the quality is extremely high, a piece of horseshoe size has a thousand pounds...

Of course, there are also people selling the Ice Spirit Cold Stone, but the amount is not large, after all, although this is a precious thing, there are not many people who can use it.

There are basically no monks refining cold attribute magic weapons, and the Ice Spirit Cave Xuan Divine Light, don't look at it, there are only three people in chapter 60 who have it, but in fact, this is an extremely rare supernatural power, and there is no second person who can be found in the entire Great Wilderness except for Yan...

Yan walked all the way, looking, most of the materials here were recognized on the basis of refining, but patterns and objects are two different things after all, after all, it is better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles...

"Good Samaritan, come and buy a cold stone, little brother, little brother, I look at your eyes, you are definitely interested in cold stones, right, do you want to come together?" A stall owner noticed Yan's eyes and hurriedly greeted him.

"Is it so obvious..."Yan took out a small mirror and looked at it, his eyes were easy to use, but they were also much smarter, and people with long experience could easily read the meaning in his eyes.

Yan simply turned his head and stood in front of the stall, and then asked, "Boss, where did you get your cold stone, and how long has it been?"

"It's all dug at the 7,000-zhang high peak, it's definitely brand new, and it's been in the storage bag before, so don't worry, the cold won't pass too much..."The boss said.

"Which mountain?" Yan asked again.

"Tianmu Mountain, little brother, the quality of Tianmu Mountain's ice and cold stones, as long as you know how to use it!"

Yan nodded and said, "Oh, thank you boss!"

"Hey, no thanks, open the door to do business, hey, little brother, where are you going?"

"I'm going to buy a few oranges, and you don't move here...", asked the origin of the Ice Spirit, and what was still ink on the stall.

Even if the cold stone on the stall is cheap, it is still not as good as picking it directly in the mountains, and no one collects money anyway.

I bought a few maps in the town, hundreds of catties of wine, and dozens of wind beads, Yan didn't think about spending the night in the town or anything, but got out of the city as soon as possible.

After all, don't look at the small town is still stable now, who knows when Chen Shengtang will announce the closure of the net.

Chen Shengtang was a disciple of the Blood Lotus Sect, but he was an outstanding disciple representative of the Blood Lotus Sect, which was different from the Yan camp.

And the so-called Qin family, Yan has no intersection with them, because of the matter at the city gate, he still has a very bad impression of this family.

If the two forces fight, it will be dog-eat-dog for Yan, so he should be busy with his own affairs.

There are many peaks on Tanglin Mountain, the highest peak is the Pearl of Tanglin, with an altitude of 8,000 zhang, that is, 28,300 meters.

The second highest is the peak of the clouds, with an altitude of 26,000 meters, next to the Pearl of Tanglin.

After that, there are seven peaks with a height of 21,000-23,000 meters, namely Tianmu, Tianxing, Tianyang, Tianqiong, Tianshu, Tianyue, and Tianluo.

The origin of the ice cold stone that the shopkeeper said is Tianmu Peak.

At first, Yan was also curious about why Tianmu Peak produced the best cold stones, after all, judging from the production conditions of the Ice Spirit Cold Stone, the Cloud Peak and the Pearl of Tanglin would also be produced, and the quality should be much higher than that of Tianmu Peak.

But after climbing the mountain for a while, he figured out why.

Even if the Pearl of Tanglin produces Ice Spirit Cold Stone, you must be able to mine it.

After coming out of the town, Yan had only walked for more than ten minutes before he felt that the temperature began to turn cold rapidly, and the wind in the mountains began to get stronger.

It's only 10,000 meters, and that's it, and you can imagine what the situation is above 20,000 meters...

And the biggest problem with this is that the trees are starting to be less ...

The trees taller than ten meters were gradually gone, replaced by various coniferous shrubs, and Yan couldn't find anything to keep out the wind.

Tightening his clothes, Yan suddenly felt a little worried, thinking if he was too optimistic.

Everyone knows that there is an ice stone on the top of the mountain, and the value of this thing is not low, but I haven't seen a few people come to pick it, right?

So, is it because the top of the mountain is difficult to climb?

Can I go up then?

He tightened the clothes on his body, this dress has a variety of magical functions such as automatic constant temperature, water and fire invulnerable, ever-changing, dust and sweat absorption, etc., but now this thermostatic function seems to be a little ineffective.

Because Yan felt the temperature outside, it was quite cold...

"How many degrees below zero?" and it wasn't a simple sub-zero temperature, if it was really icy and snowy, he wouldn't feel cold.

That is, Gangfeng...

Yan Mo Mo began to run his true qi, and put a few more clothes on his body, these are all ordinary clothes that Ying bought in the mortal city, woven from cotton silk, I don't know if it is really useful or psychological, he really feels warmer...

An explosion sounded behind him, Yan turned his head, he was already quite far away from the town, but he could still see the appearance of the town, he saw that the wall on one side of the town had collapsed in half, and there were two people fighting in the air on the city wall...

Being able to fly with true qi is the ability above the realm of heaven and man, so the two people fighting this battle are both heaven and man, or a higher realm?

Could one of them be Chen Shengtang?

Yan thought about it for a while, and then denied it, he had never seen Chen Shengtang, but put himself in his shoes, can such a small town really make a holy son pay attention to it himself?

"Forget it, it's none of my business..."Yan turned his head and quickened his pace again.

He had planned to get to the top of the mountain at eight o'clock in the morning!