After killing the black-robed cultivator, the Xianmen man laughed proudly, and then his body suddenly rose to the sky, and a pair of pale yellow wings about two meters long stretched out from his back, flying towards Lin Le and the others.

"Which Taoist priest is in front of you? Wu Liang, a disciple of the Immortal Sect, is here to kill evil cultivators. The arrogant voice of the Xianmen man came from afar, and when he flew closer, when he saw the Qinglian Fairy, his expression changed slightly, revealing a little humility: "It turned out to be the Qinglian Fairy and the Taoist friends of the Qinglian Gate." ”

The Qinglian Fairy responded: "The Qinglian Sect has seen Wu Liang Immortal Friend. ”

"Wu Liang Immortal Friend is young, but his strength is extremely strong, that scattered cultivator has no power to fight back under the attack of Immortal Friend, Immortal Friend is really worthy of being an elite disciple of the Immortal Sect. Ling Tianfang, who had been silent on the road, flew up with the wind vulture, and said to Wu Liang with a kind smile on his face.

"Haha, that's he's such a waste. After listening to Ling Tianfang's words, the humility that Wu Liang had just pretended on his face suddenly vanished, and his face was full of pride and arrogance again, his gaze swept among the people of Qinglian Sect, and finally fell on Xia Wanxue.

His eyes lit up, and Wu Liang said unscrupulously: "In Xia Wu Liang, I have seen this fairy, but I don't know what the name of the fairy is?"

Wu Liang's rudeness made Xia Wanxue frown slightly, nodded lightly but did not speak, but next to her ears, Ling Tian's flattering voice sounded again: "She is Xia Wanxue, the personal disciple of the head of my sect, I don't know which immortal master is the respected teacher of the immortal friend?"

Wu Liang glanced at Xia Wanxue a few times with enthusiasm, then turned his head reluctantly, and said proudly: "My teacher is Zhao Gao, the elder of the Outer Gate of the Immortal Sect, have you heard of it?"

"It turned out to be Elder Zhao, and Ling and Elder Zhao are also old acquaintances. Ling Tianfang said with a smile.

Seeing that Ling Tianfang had actually caught up with the Immortal Sect disciple in front of him, the Qinglian Fairy frowned imperceptibly, and said, "Elder Ling, let's continue our journey, Immortal Wu still has a heavy responsibility on his body, so we won't bother." Wu Xianyou, farewell!"

"Qinglian Fairy walks slowly, Snow Maiden walks slowly, if Snow Maiden has something to do in Lelang City, Wu is very willing to serve. Wu Liang's eyes flashed with a hint of unhappiness, but then his eyes looked at Xia Wanxue and said "affectionately".

"Master, the people of the Immortal Sect are really arrogant and rude. After leaving Wu Liang, Xia Wanxue said indignantly.

The Qinglian Fairy was undeniable, and advised: "Xue'er, Le'er, after entering Lelang City, you should try to have as little contact with the people of the Immortal Sect as possible, and if you encounter trouble, you must notify me as soon as possible." ”

"Yes, Master!" Lin Le and Xia Wanxue replied in unison.

Because of the interruption of Wu Liang's matter, the Qinglian Fairy forgot the lecture she said before, and after a while, Xia Wanxue saw that the Qinglian Fairy didn't pay attention, and whispered to Lin Le: "Little junior brother, that Wu Liang was rude to the senior sister just now, aren't you angry?"

Lin Le immediately said: "Angry! I was thinking about how to beat out that guy's feces and urine in the future to make my senior sister angry." ”

"Poof. Xia Wanxue couldn't help laughing, glared at Lin Le with disgust, and said, "Vulgar." But the look on his face was joyful.

Lin Le was recalling the battle between Wu Liang and the black-robed cultivator just now, the realm division of the immortal sect immortal and the cultivator was much the same, the difference between the two was the immortal spiritual power of one cultivator, while the other was the spiritual power of the Dao.

The Dao spiritual power of the black-robed scattered cultivation is in the late stage of the Eight Realms of Huaqi, which is much higher than Wu Liang's immortal spiritual power, but Wu Liang has a magic weapon spiritual weapon, if it is about attack, even if Wu Liang has two medium-grade spiritual weapons in his hand, the attack power of the Dao rune of the black-robed scattered cultivation is not weaker than that of the other party, but the Dao talisman attack of the black-robed scattered cultivation is far less flexible than Wu Liang's spiritual weapon attack, so it has been pressed and beaten.

Several times, Lin Le saw that the black-robed Sanxiu had finally blocked Wu Liang's attack, and wanted to launch a counterattack, but as soon as the Dao talisman in his hand was halfway through, Wu Liang's spirit sword and spirit spear had already attacked first, forcing the black-robed Sanxiu to give up.

Although the black-robed scattered cultivation has a talisman, its defense is far less powerful than Wu Liang's spirit armor, and after the black-robed scattered cultivation talisman was broken, it seemed that there was no talisman, and he did not see him make up for it several times, until he was finally killed by Wu Liang.

Combining the strength of the two, the disadvantage of the black-robed loose cultivator is that the speed of the Dao Talisman is too slow, and there is always a limit to the number of Dao Talismans that the cultivator carries, once there is no Dao Talisman, the cultivator is like a tiger with a tooth extracted, and can only be slaughtered by the opponent.

The battle between Wu Liang and the black-robed cultivators left a deep impression on Lin Le, the power of the magic weapon, the constraints of the Dao talisman, and the huge gap between the cultivators and the immortals in the Huaqi territory.

"When you go out to practice in the future, you must bring enough Dao talismans, well, and my brother will also buy him a few good spiritual weapons, safety first!" Lin Le secretly decided.

Ever since he entered the Qinglian Gate and obtained the Sky Covering Star Umbrella and the Red Mandarin Duck, in addition to using his divine sense to cultivate the Red Mandarin Duck, Lin Le didn't pay much attention to the Immortal Treasure Spirit Weapon until now.

However, although the immortals in the Huaqi territory were far stronger than the cultivators, Lin Le still did not regret choosing to enter the Dao Gate. An immortal in the same realm was able to challenge a cultivator by two levels, but with the Tao Te Ching, compared to the immortal envoy who had reached the Seven Realms of Huaqi, he was confident that he would break through and become a Dao Envoy of the Nine Realms of Huaqi at the same time, or even a Dao Monarch of the Ten Realms.

Ordinary cultivators regard it as a bottleneck to the sky, and in front of him they are all flat.

Moreover, although it is difficult for cultivators to fight with immortals in the realm of Huaqi, and they are almost completely suppressed, as long as they break through the realm of Huaqi and reach the realm of refining gods, the cultivators can carp and turn over, leap into the dragon gate, and their combat effectiveness will be greatly increased, and they will be able to suppress the immortals of the same realm.

When they reach the realm of refining gods, cultivators can break free from the shackles of rune paper, use the talisman pen to draw talismans out of thin air, and as long as the spiritual power of the Dao in the body is not exhausted, they can draw talismans infinitely, transforming from a rifle with limited ammunition to a humanoid turret with unlimited ammunition.

It is rumored that the strength of the Qinglian Sect is the Taishang Elder of the Second Realm of God Refining, and he had defeated the immortals of the same realm at the beginning, and remained undefeated under the siege of two immortals of the same realm.

The wind vulture flew for another day, and at noon on the sixth day, with a soft cry of summer evening snow, on the horizon in the distance, a towering and tall dark cyan dragon appeared in Lin Le's eyes, and it became bigger and bigger.

Between the two rows of mountain peaks, on the vast plain, the tall cyan walls split the earth in half, and as the vulture descended to the ground, the walls in front stretched from the ground to the sky, dividing the sky in half.

As high as a hundred zhang, as far as the eye can see, the sky is grounded, the closer it gets, the more intense the momentum of the forest. Compared with Lelang City in front of him, the originally tall Nine Lakes City was like a baby.

Stepping into the city, the atmosphere of prosperity suddenly came to the face, this is no less than the city of the international metropolis on the earth, many halls on both sides of the street are towering into the sky, not lower than the skyscrapers on the earth, and each of these halls covers an extremely wide area, with a garden courtyard, it seems majestic and atmospheric.

Although there are no steel bars in this world, stone and wood such as thousand forging stones are no less tough and harder than steel bars, or even surpass, so building large buildings is not a problem at all.

After passing through the long street of more than 60 miles, Lin Le and others finally stayed in a nine-story inn about 50 meters high in the center of the city, in front of the inn, there was a white jade archway with a width of more than 60 meters and a height of nine meters, behind the archway was a lake garden of tens of thousands of square meters, and then the inn building.

The interior of the inn is decorated with simple and luxurious, the floor is all paved with expensive emerald stone, the tables, chairs and benches are all hundreds of years old wood, and the walls are inlaid with seven night fairy pearls every five meters.

"Little junior brother, this Lelang Inn is the best inn in the entire Lelang City, I heard that its backstage is the Immortal Gate, and the inn generally receives immortals and cultivators, and only the spirit spar is collected for money. Looking at Lin Le's curious look at the layout of the inn, Xia Wanxue said softly beside him.

"Tu Baozi!" Ling Feng and the others said with disdain, all of them pretending to be arrogant disciples of the Great Gate Sect, but their eyes couldn't help but look around from time to time.

As the third gate of Gulang Prefecture, the Qinglian Fairy waved his hand and directly enveloped the entire six floors of the inn, because the stairs of the inn were all spiraling up from the outside, so each floor was equivalent to an independent world.

After settling the room, the people of Qinglian Gate, under the leadership of the Qinglian Fairy, went to the auction pavilion with drunken wine.

Coming to the auction pavilion, Lin Le was shocked by the building in front of him again.

Lelang City, built in Gulang Prefecture where hundreds of rivers converge, in addition to three large rivers, more than a dozen medium rivers converge here, there is an underground dark river in Lelang City, and the outlet of the dark river is in the center of the city, on the river surface where all rivers converge.

I saw that in the north, of the endless, turbulent river, the cliff of the underground river as high as 300 zhang was carved into a huge and mighty dragon head similar to the myth of the earth, and the water of the dark river rushed out of the dragon's mouth, first sprayed up to a height of more than 200 zhang, and then roared down like a monstrous waterfall.

The auction pavilion is built at the top of the gushing water of the dark river, more than 200 zhang and more than 700 meters in the air!

A gently sloping platform, extending from the south to the river surface, at the end of the platform, a stone staircase with a height of 100 meters and a length of 1,000 meters is erected, leading directly to the auction pavilion in the sky.

At the edge of the platform, and above the head of the demon beast to the north, hundreds of iron chains with thick arms propped up the three-story high, tens of thousands of square meters of bird's nest-shaped auction pavilion.

From a distance, the auction pavilion looks like a bead, which is being played with by the dragon.

This time, not only Lin Le, but except for Qinglian Fairy, Ling Tianfang, and Hou Tianlin, who could still maintain their composure, everyone else was full of shock.

Along the stone steps, everyone came to the reception hall of the auction pavilion.

"It's so fragrant, it's delicious! Which immortal friend's immortal brew is this?"

There were many people in the living room, even the Qinglian Gate had to line up, looking at the huge long line in front of him, Lin Le's eyes rolled, and he gently opened the lid of the wine jar.

In the next moment, in the living room, a shocked voice sounded, and I saw a white-haired old man with eight realms of Qi, his eyes lit up, and he rushed out in a hurry.

This book was first published in Reading Rim