The huge Qingyun Pavilion was lined up with exquisite attics, and Wang Tian, who had entered the Yiling Grass Pavilion, obviously began to realize the strong financial resources of Qingyun Xuan.

It seemed that in order to wait for the arrival of the young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain, Wang Tian took Huo Shan and began to wander around the Qingyun Pavilion.

Qingyunxuan, as one of the top trading places in Qingli County, in addition to various medicinal spirit grasses, there are also some alchemists refining spiritual herbs to refine various grades of elixirs, and refiners forging high-quality Yuan Force weapons, everything.

It's just that after visiting several attics in Qingyun Xuan, Wang Tiandu just walked around, obviously he didn't mean to start, and Huo Shan's head behind him began to float black lines.

Finally, I saw Wang Tian stop at a red spirit grass for a long time, Huo Shan couldn't help but clap his hands and buy this spirit grass, but Wang Tian didn't care and walked away.

"Stinky boy, what are you going to buy, don't keep turning back and forth, you don't get dizzy, Lao Tzu is still dizzy with you, you are not tired, Lao Tzu is still tired walking behind you!"

Huo Shan finally couldn't help it, and rushed to Wang Tian in three steps and two steps, and the black face was as black as black charcoal.

"I didn't say I wanted to buy it?"

Wang Tian blinked and looked at Huo Shan, who was angry and angry, rather amused.

"Boy, seeing that the sun is going westward, if you don't buy it again, I won't go shopping with you."

Huo Shan snorted and panted, his hands on his hips, originally he still felt that he had taken advantage of Wang Tian, so he endured patience and followed Wang Tian back and forth in this huge Qingyun Xuan, he was dazzled by the high-grade medicinal herbs around him, if it weren't for the fact that his pockets had been deflated a lot, Huo Shan really seemed to buy a few high-grade spirit grasses to help him cultivate.

"Hehe, Uncle Huo Shan, if you really can't wait, go back to the timber shop and Huo Qing and them first, I already remember the way before I came"

Wang Tian thought about it for a long time, but decided not to tell the truth, after all, the five words of the young master of Blood Spirit Mountain were not called in vain.

"Hmph, stinky boy, you think I don't know what bad idea you're playing? You want to break me apart, hum, tell you, no way! ”

Huo Shan's face wrenched, and he shouted coldly, and then, ignoring Wang Tian, who had a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, continued to turn around with his own backhand.

Seeing that Huo Shan didn't buy it, Wang Tian immediately shrugged his shoulders and began to continue to wander around.

……

I don't know how long it took, Wang Tian was keenly aware that a famous woman in a green skirt who was originally standing around the attic was full of excitement on her pretty face, and then ran out neatly with a smoke.

"It's coming!"

The light in Wang Tian's eyes flashed quietly, and then he quietly glanced at Huo Shan, who was admiring the high-grade spirit grass, and quietly walked out of the attic.

As soon as he walked out of the attic, there was already a boiling voice outside Qingyun Xuan, and there was a black oppression at a glance.

"I heard that the young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain is here? That's my idol! Where, where? ”

"The young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain, the first strong man of the younger generation in Qingli County, tsk, it is rumored that he was already a martial artist at the peak of the innate realm three years ago, and now three years have passed, the young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain has gone down the mountain for the first time, I really don't know what level of strength he has reached?"

"Hmph, it is said that the young master of Blood Spirit Mountain went down the mountain this time to accompany the VIP to visit our Qingli County, I really don't know, which young master's daughter should the VIP be, should it be from Daqian?"

Hiss!

Everyone gasped in unison.

Immediately, everyone looked at the sky where the sunset had begun, and a touch of awe subconsciously appeared in their eyes.

Great Qianlong City!

The absolute political center of the Great Qian Dynasty, in the same way, there is a holy place there, a peerless holy place where even the Blood Spirit Mountain must bow down!

Daozong!

Countless martial artists and martial cultivators want to enter the holy land of cultivation, here, high-level martial cultivators are like clouds, and there are not a few powerful people, and anyone who can enter the Dao Sect, even if he becomes an extremely ordinary outer disciple, is much stronger than the genius of any county!

And the reason why the Great Qian Dynasty has been able to stand in the Divine Continent for thousands of years is not only because of the millions of troops of the Great Qian Dynasty, but also because of the top martial arts strength of the Dao Sect.

A powerful martial cultivator of Dacheng, once one person enters the battlefield, he can reach an army of one million heroes, and this is the main reason why the Ten Thousand Beast Dynasty in the Western Territory does not dare to attack easily.

The discussion about the young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain did not weaken in the slightest, but had a tendency to intensify more and more, Wang Tian squeezed into the crowd by himself, clasped his hands on his chest, and did not seem to have a deaf ear to the surrounding discussions.

"Look, the young master of Blood Spirit Mountain is coming down the mountain towards Qingyun Xuan!"

I don't know who roared like that, and for a while, the crowd surging around didn't need Wang Tian to move at all.

Bang la blah.

Wang Tian didn't have time to turn his head at all, so he was forced by the surging crowd to rush towards the gate of Qingli County.

Wang Tian tried his best to straighten his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and the black crowd around him was extremely consciously scattered on both sides, forming a spacious avenue, and everyone was looking forward to it, quietly looking at the end of the crowd, the figure with infinite sleeves appeared!

Looking at the black crowd, Wang Tian sneered in his heart, and secretly said that this young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain is so pompous!

Finally, at the end of the black crowd, a small red dot quietly emerged, and Wang Tian's nerves tensed in an instant.

Because, he clearly felt that a powerful coercion was approaching them.

"That's him!"

Wang Tian's eyes lit up instantly, and the stored vitality in his body was actually released at this moment, forming a vitality cover in his slimming body.

"This is, Ning Dan Realm Martial Cultivator?"

Wang Tian's heart was shocked, a pair of black eyes stared at the boss, watching the red dots in the distance get bigger and bigger, for some reason, while feeling the huge coercion, Wang Tianhai felt a familiar atmosphere.

The red dots are getting closer and closer, and the cheers and discussions from the surrounding black crowd are getting louder and louder:

"Is that the Young Master of Blood Spirit Mountain? Sure enough, a talent, handsome"

Someone whispered in admiration.

Finally, Wang Tian's pupils contracted suddenly, and several neatly arranged figures were slowly walking towards Qingyunxuan, where Wang Tian and the others were, and a slender figure led by him instantly fell into Wang Tian's sight.

Dressed in a blood-red shirt, with long hair flying, and his hands were extremely naturally carried behind him, a strong self-confidence arose spontaneously on his body.

As his gaze gradually narrowed, Wang Tiancai gradually saw the appearance of the red-shirted young man clearly.

The face is fair, and the eyes are strangely red, and it seems that in order to face the pair of blood pupils, the strong shirt worn by the blood spirit is as gorgeous as blood?

There was a strange feeling all over his body, and when he really saw the blood of the young master of Blood Spirit Mountain, Wang Tian's heart was instantly pinched, and a strange intuition that was almost fatalistic rose in his mind.

"Rivals?"

Once this idea was born, it became as ingrained as maggots on the tarsal bones!