This is a very quaint town, the walls of the town are somewhat high, and the whole wall is faintly blackened, which looks very mysterious in the sunlight. If you look closely, you will see that the walls are made of regular stones, which are black in color and appear to be covered with a layer of keratin, making them very strong. This stone, known as the "Black Stone", is loved by the grassroots and widely used because of its strong defense and low price. And the walls of this town are all made of "black stone".

Even if the price of "black stone" is not too expensive, but the price required to build all the walls of a town with "black stone" is also an astronomical amount, the town is not very large, but it has the ability to build this expensive "black stone" city wall, which naturally has its uniqueness.

The town is called Black Rock Town, although it is not big, but it is located at an entrance to the west of the Spirit Beast Mountain Range, and there are often people who enter and exit the Spirit Beast Mountain Range through Black Stone Town, or hunt spirit beasts, or look for medicinal materials, so naturally, the town has a large flow of people, and it seems to be very prosperous.

And it is precisely because it is very close to the spirit beast mountain range, so sometimes there will be some spirit beasts gathering to attack the city riots, people call it "beast tide", in order to defend against the "beast tide" that sometimes comes, the town will build this strong and towering "black stone" city wall, to prevent those rioting spirit beasts from outside the town......

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Lingkun raised his head, looked at the dark stone wall in front of him, and felt the special atmosphere of the crowds bustling in and out of the town around him, and a smile slowly appeared on Lingkun's calm little face: This kind of excitement is very strange to Lingkun, he was locked up in the clan since he was a child and was not allowed to travel, and he was alone with the old man for a year, Lingkun has never experienced this kind of lively scene of crowds. But today, for the first time to feel this bustling atmosphere, Lingkun did not feel the slightest discomfort, but felt very comfortable, probably, people are suitable for group living.

Since saying goodbye to the teacher, Lingkun walked to the slightly shiny hole at the edge of the cave, and when he walked into the hole, he felt that the ground under his feet was empty, and then he quickly stepped on it, looked around slightly, and looked at the flame hanging in the sky, and he suddenly realized that he had come out of the cave. He looked back at the back, where it was a completely smooth mountain wall, without a single notch, flat like a complete mirror. He was slightly surprised, and guessed that his teacher must be hidden in the mountain wall, and when he came out, it should be the effect of a spatial teleportation array.

Lingkun saluted towards the mountain wall, then turned around in a dashing manner, and walked along a road beside him that still had footprints, his first thing to do now is to find a safe place where more people gather and then make plans, otherwise, his current strength, staying in the wild, is estimated to be just a big meal for that kind of low-level spirit beast.

Following the path, he came to the town of Blackstone.

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Taking a deep breath, Lingkun slowly walked into Blackstone Town.

Walking into Blackstone Town, Lingkun heard the noisy sounds coming from all over the street, looking at the stalls next to the street, the stall owners were still shouting, telling the effects of their items, trying to attract pedestrians passing by. Lingkun was also curious about the street trading stall he saw for the first time, but his face was different, and he calmly approached a nearby stall.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man who is not very old, but his face is a little old, and his clothes are a little shabby, and Lingkun can see the hardships of life from him. There were bits and pieces on the stall in front of the middle-aged man, what seemed to be some feathers, broken bones, ores or something.

Seeing someone approaching his stall, the middle-aged man's shouting voice also seemed more energetic, raised his head slightly, and then saw that standing in front of his stall was a teenager, the young man's face looked very delicate, and there was no trace of life from above, and the delicate little face was full of calm, with some maturity that did not meet his age.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment because he saw the handsome young man in front of him who seemed harmless to humans and animals, and then said in an eager tone: "Little brother, come and see what you need here, the price here is absolutely cheap, what you buy is what you earn!"

Lingkun squatted down, picked up the few pieces of pale cyan brilliance on the stall at random, raised it towards the stall owner, and asked lightly, "How can this be sold?"

The stall owner looked at the feathers raised by Lingkun and said, "Little brother, you have a good eye! This is the feathers on the wings of the first-order spirit beast Wind Bird, which has been refined by the Wind Bird with spiritual energy, not only can it make the cultivator realize the surname of the wind, but it is also a good medicinal material, which only needs twenty gold coins." I think that in the beginning, in order to catch that wind bird, it hurt many of our brothers!"

The middle-aged man talked eloquently, as if recalling the tyranny of the wind bird, and a palpitation appeared on his face.

Hearing this, Lingkun carefully looked at the feathers in his hand, the feathers were pale cyan, very soft, the tentacles looked a little cold, slightly close to his ears, he heard some subtle wind, Lingkun nodded, it seems that what the stall owner said should be true, this is indeed the feather of a first-order spirit beast.

Looking at Lingkun carefully looking at the feathers in his hand, the middle-aged man saw Lingkun's interest in feathers, as if he saw the dawn of selling feathers, and the middle-aged man also continued to brag about the magic of feathers to Lingkun, as if it was a sacred object that was difficult to see in the world.

Lingkun shook his head in the disappointed eyes of the middle-aged man, put down his feathers, ignored the middle-aged man's shouting, slowly got up, and left the stall.

Lingkun then stopped a passer-by, asked the man with a sincere, Burmese smile, and after receiving the man's guidance, he walked towards the center of Blackstone Town.

More than he was curious about all these new things, his first task now was to awaken his own caste.

Lingkun thought silently in his heart: What is my surname?