"Originally, I wanted to take the opportunity of this Wanbao Conference to see if I could buy the body refining exercises, but it seems that I can only miss it!"

Sun Yi'an sighed softly, and then looked at an ancient piece in his hand.

This thing is only the size of a fist, the whole is gray and white, and there are many tiny hollow holes on it, which seem to be some kind of animal bones, and like some kind of ore. There is a strange aura of depression and decay in it.

Today in the Wanbao Pavilion, after he and Tang Yuan discussed the details of entering the Nine Spirits Secret Land, he originally wanted to visit the Wanbao Conference and look for the body refining method before this trip. Then let's see if there is a chance to watch the ceremony of the change of office.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yuan gave him this strange object, and told him that if he wanted to increase his chances of entering the Nine Spirits Secret Land, he had to refine the aura contained in this object into his body in advance. In this way, you can increase the chance of being attracted to the Nine Spirits Secret Land

In this way, it is a little too late in time, so I can only give up the opportunity to participate in the Wanbao Conference and the re-election ceremony.

Sun Yi'an slowly closed his eyes and began to try to refine this thing.

……

In the hall behind the Duobao Pavilion.

"Brother Tang has negotiated?"

Mrs. Yao's beautiful orchid fingers twisted the tea cup, and asked with a faint smile on her beautiful face.

"Well, but the price paid by this pavilion is not small, this kid doesn't know what he means, he is actually collecting some extremely rare body quenching elixir!"

Tang Yuan leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and kneaded his eyebrows.

Mrs. Yao slowly put down the teacup, and said softly:

"Give it to him first, and then get it back......"

……

Somewhere in Hidden Dragon City, in a gloomy stone chamber.

A figure covered in a faint mist of blood sat with his head bowed in the stone altar in the center of the stone chamber. A dark red liquid full of blood gas boiled and rolled in the stone altar.

At the entrance of the stone room, there stood quietly a young woman with a high ponytail, a delicate face, and a neat rose-red power suit.

"Luo Tu Ancestor only sent you here this time?"

The voice of the figure reached the heart, mixed with an indescribable majesty.

"It should be more than that."

The woman's jade fingers fiddled with the corners of her clothes, and her voice was crisp and pleasant.

After a moment of silence, the figure in the blood mist spoke again:

"I heard that you lost the Nine Spirit Seals of the Holy Relic?"

……

A hundred miles north of Kexian Mountain, in a magnificent and clean and solemn temple.

A thin old monk with white eyebrows and chest-length sat on the futon with his hands folded, his eyes lowered, as if he had fallen asleep.

In front of him, four young monks in dark red robes, with one shoulder exposed, and bronze complexions, also sit cross-legged, their hands folded and their mouths reciting scriptures.

I don't know how long it took, but the thin old monk raised his cloudy eyes slightly.

"Amitabha~ This time, you must completely get rid of that evil thing."

Its voice is as majestic and long as the Yellow Bell Da Lu, echoing in the empty temple for a long time.

Two months later, the Wanbao Conference, which tens of thousands of monks had been waiting for, finally began. The entire western part of Qianlong City was crowded with people, and the monks were shoulder to shoulder.

If it weren't for the team of monks from the foundation building period sent by the four veins to maintain order, I am afraid that it would have been chaotic a long time ago.

At the conference, there were not only treasures brought by monks from various sects and factions exchanged for sale, but also auctions held by the high-level leaders of the Four Veins and the major cultivator chambers of commerce in the Yue Kingdom for middle and high-level monks.

All kinds of magic weapons, pills, talismans, etc. can be seen everywhere. Even tamed spirit beasts are sold.

The Wanbao Conference lasted for eight days. From the ninth day onwards, some monks left Hidden Dragon City one after another. There are many charges in this city, and ordinary monks really can't afford to live in it permanently.

Of course, most of the foundation building stage monks and a small number of Qi refining stage monks who had a sect as a backer still hadn't left.

Because for them, who are not short of resources, the next competition to observe the four major prison countries is far more important than the Wanbao Conference.

However, this excitement was destined to have nothing to do with Sun Yi'an, he was still sitting quietly in the No. 16 mansion, trying to refine the aura in that ancient monster piece.

Three months passed in a flash.

The ceremony of changing the prison of the country for a time ended as early as a month ago.

According to the monks who witnessed the competition between the four major prison countries, this competition, the monk who turned out to be a demon cultivator in the late stage of the Yudan finally survived. was helped out of the place of fighting by the descendants of his disciples, and returned to the northeast of the Yue Kingdom, at the junction of the Demon Dao, the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

It seems that in the next few years, demon cultivation will occupy a lot of benefits.

The monks who were fortunate enough to witness this battle, more or less, gained some spiritual insights from this high-profile competition.

Especially for the few monks in the Yudan stage, once they reached their level, it was so difficult to continue to take a step on the bumpy road of immortality.

For the monks in the Qi refining period and the foundation building period, in addition to observing the fighting methods of high-level monks to increase their use of fighting methods and various magic treasures, what they felt most deeply was the cruelty of the cultivation world and the ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao.

What if you cultivate until the later stage of the Yudan? There is also a dead opponent, or a day when the longevity is exhausted!

The four major prison countries are the people who have no hope of breaking through to the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, and in the last battle before their deaths, they can fight for some resources for their own lineage, and they can be regarded as doing their best for their children and grandchildren.

Therefore, even the hostile forces will not be disrespectful to the great eunuchs who died in the battle, and under the auspices of the four new eunuchs of each vein and the puppet emperor, a solemn military liberation ceremony was held for the three incumbent eunuchs who died in the war.

As time passed, except for a small number of monks who continued to wait for the opportunity to crash into the Nine Spirits Secret Land, the vast majority of the monks left Hidden Dragon City one after another.

Sun Yi'an slowly opened his eyes from his meditation.

"Alas~"

He silently calculated the time and sighed helplessly.

Unexpectedly, it took nearly five months to refine the aura in that thing into the body according to the method given by Tang Yuan.

He cleaned the mansion inside and out, and took out the spirit beast bracelet to investigate Lang Xiao's situation, and saw that he was still asleep, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He missed Lang Xiao a little, and he didn't know if Lang Xiao would be able to advance to the late first-order level as he guessed after waking up this time.

Now that he has preliminarily mastered the art of talisman making, if Lang Xiao really advances to the late stage of the first order, he will buy it with spirit stones, and he will also buy him more than a dozen second-order demon pills to help Lang Xiao advance to the second order!

After a moment of silence, he walked over to the table, took out the remaining talisman materials on his body, and began to carve the talisman.

Counting the days, it is not far from the day when Tang Yuan said that the Nine Spirits Secret Land will be opened, he wants to take advantage of his leisure time to carve some more talismans, after all, once he leaves Hidden Dragon City, he will not be as stable as he is now.

Furthermore, if you are lucky enough to enter the Nine Spirits Secret Land, if you have a conflict with other monks who have entered it, it is always right to make more preparations.

Outside the north gate of Qianlong City, Xiao Xiao's autumn wind rose.

Mrs. Yao frowned and said:

"Why hasn't that man arrived yet? The opening day of the Nine Spirits Secret Land is just these two days, so we have to rush over as soon as possible! ”

"I've already summoned him, and I'm sure I'll be here soon!"

Tang Yuan said expressionlessly.

Mrs. Yao bowed her head slightly, thought about it and said:

"You have to keep an eye on him during this time, don't let him take his things and slip away."

"Hehe~ Yao Daoyou can rest assured, I have already planted a divine sense mark on him, how can he, a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator, escape my tracking!"

Tang Yuan Chengzhu smiled in his chest, and suddenly a trace of gloom flashed on his face, and he said again:

"Regardless of whether this person can enter the Nine Spirits Secret Land in the end, I can't let him return to Hidden Dragon City this time, just leave him outside forever and serve my Wanbao Pavilion, if he doesn't obey, he will ......"

Tang Yuan turned his hand into a knife and swung it slightly.

Mrs. Yao's face, which exuded a mature charm, returned to tranquility, and her watery peach blossom eyes looked into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.