Leaving the Qianshu Canyon, the ink pool harvested a handful of immortal weapons and a lizard spirit cultivated during the Tribulation Period.

The lizard spirit didn't want to go.

And if a powerful demon beast in the Tribulation Period wants to stay, Mochi will not refuse.

After all, this is a free thug, don't be in vain!

His strength is too low now, and his companion beast seems to be obsessed with strength, and it is obvious that there are secrets hidden in it.

He didn't want to snoop into those secrets, he just hoped that the next time he encountered the same situation, he wouldn't just stand by and watch and do nothing.

This feeling of powerlessness is enough to experience it once.

His companion beast, he protects!

"Our next stop is here, Deva City."

Inkwell points to a certain place on the map and decides where their next stop will go.

Mingxi didn't have any opinions, and walked by to act as a beautiful mascot.

The lizard spirit knows a little bit about this Heavenly Brahma City.

After all, he has lived for so many years, and he has more or less heard about the things on this continent.

"Calculate the time, this day the five-year Spirit Contest, the Soul Contest, is also coming soon, kid, do you want to participate in the Spirit Master Competition?"

Inkwell didn't shy away from it and nodded.

"Well, the Spirit Master Competition has gathered almost eighty percent of the geniuses on the Xuanling Continent, and there is no harm in participating, but you can accumulate combat experience."

"And the rewards of the Spirit Master Competition are huge, as long as you sign up to participate, you will have to get the top five and there will be gifts from heaven and earth, this is a sure deal."

The lizard spirit stood on the shoulder of the ink pool and yawned lazily, "Okay, since you want to participate in the spirit master competition, then you can let it go, with me, then the top five are easy~"

It can't beat the other cubs next to it, and it can flip them with your fingers and sprinkle water.

Mochi put away the map, stretched out his hand to hold Mingxi, and unconsciously smiled on his face, "Let's go, go to Tianfan City." ”

"Hmm."

Mingxi squeezed the palm of the child's hand, and his smiling gaze fell on the lizard spirit.

The lizard spirit suddenly had a bad premonition......

"Look...... What do you want me to do? ”

Mingxi: "You shouldn't be slow to run, right?" ”

“……”

The lizard spirit almost understood in seconds, and jumped off the shoulder of the ink pool in resignation, and the moment it landed, its body became larger, changing to the size that could accommodate two people sitting on its back and then stopped.

The lizard spirit looked behind it, and said with its tongue out: "Come up, let you feel the wind!" ”

Inkpool was stunned for a moment.

Is it still useful?

Learned!

Inkpool looked eager to try.

Ming Xi grabbed the person, raised his hand and waved, and the next second the lizard spirit was covered with a soft futon on its back.

The inkwell was almost dizzily pulled up by Mingxi.

His experience from childhood to adulthood made him a little unable to understand the picture of this moment.

It turns out that the experience can be so comfortable on the road?

The monster of the commuting, the soft cushion.

There are also fragrant and soft companion beasts...... Ahem!

Inkpool shook his head, shaking off the dangerous thoughts inside.

It should be said or not, the lizard spirit still has a talent for mounting.

This speed alone is faster than some monsters and companion beasts that are famous for their speed.

And it's so stable that you won't feel any bumps when sitting on its back.

This comfortable environment even makes Inkwell want to sleep......

No, no, no, hurry!

"There's a fork in the road ahead, which way to go?" The lizard spirit asked.

Inkpool flipped out the map and pointed the way: "The one on the left." ”

"Okay!"

The lizard spirit cheered and sprang out like the wind.

……

……

Tianfan City is a prosperous city in the heart of the Xuanling Continent.

Because of its geographical location, the flow of business and people in the city is huge.

The headquarters of Fengxing Auction House, the largest auction house in the Xuanling Continent, is in Tianfan City.

In addition, there is also the Xuanling Continent's five-year Spirit Master Conference, which is also organized and hosted by Tianfan City.

The forces on the Xuanling Road are led by the Xianmen, followed by the Fengxing Auction House, and the Tianfan City is under the two, and the power should not be underestimated.

In addition, there are many spirit master families on the Xuanling Continent, some of which have been passed down for hundreds of years and have a rich heritage, but they still can't compete with the three major forces.

Xianmen is easy to understand, but in fact, it is more like an academy, which recruits a certain number of talented spirit masters to study in Xianmen every year.

It is said that the head of the immortal sect has cultivated to the great consummation of the tribulation period, and he is only one step away from becoming an immortal.

The head of the Immortal Sect is also the first person with strength on the Xuanling Continent.

For this reason, almost every year, countless families rush to send their children to Xianmen to study.

Ordinary people who give birth to children who have the talent to become spiritual masters will also smash pots and sell iron, and send the children to the fairy gate with the strength of the whole family.

It's almost become a kind of weather vane.

Inkpool had the Lizard Spirit put him and Mingxi down outside Celestial Brahma City, turning back into a baby lizard crouching on his shoulder before entering the city.

There are many people in Tianfan City, and naturally there are many hearts.

The more this kind of place, the more we must uphold the principle that wealth is not exposed.

The moment you step into the city gate, the prosperity of the capital city rushes to your face.

There are many pedestrians like a tide.

A steady stream of vendors cried out.

From time to time, a few birds will fly in the sky, and the crisp cry will blend with the noise below.

"Chalcedony stone, evening primrose, and all kinds of spirit stone spirit grass, you can multiply it when you use it, there are unexpected benefits, don't miss it when you pass by, come and take a look."

"Elk Flower! Fresh elk flowers, which have a detoxifying and calming effect, are a must for ghost swamp adventures! Check it out! ”

"Boss, how do you sell this chalcedony stone?"

"You elk flower...... Is it true or fake? ”

“……”

The stalls on both sides of the road were full of people, and the sounds of the boss and the spirit master bargaining mingled.

The inkwell walked through the middle without squinting, without any intention of staying.

After waiting for some distance, the inkpool slowed down.

"It was clearly the water lotus grass just now, and the boss didn't say it was the elk flower, and the chalcedony stone, the quality was not good at all, and it didn't work at all if I bought it, these spirit masters...... Isn't it stupid? ”

Ming Xiwan quietly listened to the child's complaints.

Since the Mo family was wiped out, the ink pool has been crawling around alone outside, and his experience and insight are naturally very rich.

But others don't necessarily have that insight.

"Brother has good eyesight!"

A young man sprang out next to him, smiling heartily and hooking the neck of the ink pool.

The lizard spirit standing on the other shoulder was slapped away by this man.

Mingxi reached out and grabbed the lizard spirit.

The lizard spirit froze instantly, not daring to move.

The young man hooked the neck of the ink pool and complained together, "I kept theorizing with the stall owner just now, saying that his things were fake, but none of those people believed me, and they drove me away, which is really kind to be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs......"

Mo Chi pushed the young man away with a tense face, and looked at him with a frown: "We don't seem to know each other well, you stay away from me." ”

The young man shrugged his shoulders, dressed in a brocade robe, standing with a long body, and his appearance waving a folding fan revealed a chic: "I see that brother, you have a good eye, why don't you make friends?" ”

Ink Chi glanced at the young man and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of making friends." ”

After speaking, the ink pool bypassed the young man and walked towards Mingxi, and naturally took Mingxi's hand and pulled the person away.

The young man waved his fan a few times, shook his head, and turned to leave the other side.