Soon after, Mr. Qingfeng left, walking freely, with his white clothes fluttering, laughing and walking away.

He informed Yuan Fan and Chen Ling, saying that there was no need to worry, the reason why the flower boy was able to know the two broken swords was related to the exercises he practiced.

When leaving, Mr. Qingfeng pointed out the deficiencies in Yuan Fan and Chen Ling's cultivation, and also told him not to mention the "Origin Sutra" to others, if it is known, it will definitely cause death.

In this regard, Yuan Fan could only resign himself to fate, knowing that Mr. Qingfeng was unable to practice this exercise, so he asked the two of them to practice first and then inform him.

This is a disguised use, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling are not to blame, they have already practiced, what else can they say, they can only say that life and death are rich and noble.

"There is no end to the road ahead, only to become stronger, to keep getting stronger, and we can't let others dominate our destiny!"

Yuan Fan hugged Chen Ling, thinking back to the duel between Mr. Qingfeng and the flower boy, his eyes were bright, revealing a resolute and confident look, such a strong man, invincible and free, almost no one in the world can match.

Yuan Fan knows very well that now that he has embarked on the path of cultivation, the current priority is to make himself strong, only in this way can he protect Chen Ling, and he can get along with her and escape the world.

Time flies, three days later, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling left Lingqing Town, planning to go to Hanyun City, according to Mr. Qingfeng, the more chaotic the place, the safer, and the more opportunities to achieve self-fulfillment.

The "safety" here is based on the premise of both wisdom and bravery, Yuan Fan naturally does not feel worse than others, and with Chen Ling to follow, he can remind himself at all times.

The two of them practiced the "Origin Sutra", reborn, and their physique was different from that of their peers, although they had not yet cultivated their divine power, they would not be weaker than others with their speed, and if they couldn't beat them, they could always escape.

Before heading to Cold Cloud City, the two of them first came to the Treasure Cave Heaven to see what the outcome of this place was.

It's just that the two of them searched for a long time but didn't find the colorful mountain, and finally came to an astonishing guess that the highest immortal mountain was beaten to ashes, the earth was rejuvenated, and the traces of the cave disappeared, clean and clean, leaving no traces.

Yuan Fan sighed: "I didn't expect that the place that was like a fairyland on earth before has now disappeared in the long river of history. ”。

"Yes, maybe the fairyland on earth is sometimes just a flash in the pan."

The two stood on a boulder, looked ahead, and sighed.

What I saw in front of me, although it was also vibrant, but it was like yin and yang from what I saw before, this was no longer the Heavenly Immortal Mountain of the Cherish Fate Cave, nor was it the important place of the Sword Sect Immortals, but a strange plain.

The two of them didn't stay long, and continued to rush in the direction of Cold Cloud City.

Cold Cloud City, which belongs to the junction of the Eastern Wilderness and the Southern Wilderness, extends for 100,000 miles in the southeast wilderness, and each repairs a city. Starting from Lingqing Town, it takes half a year, through the three cities of the Eastern Wilderness Mortal Domain, and the six cities of the Eastern Wilderness True Domain, this land is vast and boundless, as if wandering in the sea.

"This planet is also too big, and at our current rate, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explore it in a lifetime."

"Fan, 30,000 miles away seems to be the Thousand Machines City, if you arrive, this time you have to accompany me to go shopping and eat more delicious food."

Food can not only bewitch a man's stomach, but also block a woman's heart.

Yuan Fan and Chen Ling came out of Lingqing Town, half a month has passed, during this period, either eat roast pheasant, or eat roast hare, although the hare pheasant here is very large, delicious, but they can't stand it every day, the two can't wait, they want to find a city to rest.

Soon, another three days passed, and the two came to Qianji City, which is a huge architectural art, which is jointly repaired by the major immortal cultivation forces, and its main role is to trade.

This city is also very famous among several other cities in the Eastern Wilderness Domain, claiming that there are only things you can't think of here, and there are no things that can't be bought, which is very expressive.

Among them, Yingxian Pavilion is the most famous, it is an auction, and it is also an immortal cultivation force, which is all over the entire Eastern Wilderness Mortal Domain, and many forces have always befriended it, and there is not much friction.

When he heard this name, Yuan Fan recalled the Yingxian Pavilion on Heming Mountain, and couldn't help but associate it together, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that it might just be the same name.

Thousand machine city, the aura is pervasive, the two of them walk into the city, it is very lively, thousands of pavilions and pavilions, hundreds of jade top palaces, everyone here can fly with the rainbow, step on the clouds and gallop, a thriving, harmonious and good scene.

"Wow, Fan, look at it, those flowers and plants for sale are so beautiful, and the clothes, why are they all like that, and there are so many delicious ....."

Chen Ling was very pleased, the prosperity here is beyond imagination, although it is not a fairy land, but it is also a paradise on earth.

Yuan Fan knew very well that the more prosperous the place, the greater the benefits, and the prosperity here was just an illusion, maybe when he could see a big fight between monks over a pill.

The two of them walked around slowly, and the spirit stones on their bodies were enough, most of them were given by Mr. Qingfeng, Yuan Fan refused, and then Mr. Qingfeng said that he had reached another level, and the spirit stones had no effect on him, so Yuan Fan was willing to accept them.

"Ling'er, what kind of realm do you say Mr. Qingfeng has reached?"

The two of them spent the spirit stones given by Mr. Qingfeng and subconsciously talked about him.

Chen Lingqing is beautiful out of the dust, her waist is wonderful, her face is beautiful, she held Yuan Fan's arm, which caused many passing monks to look sideways.

She thought for a while and said, "I was protected by you before, but I only heard that flower boy say that he had reached the level of a sword immortal. ”

"Sword Immortal?" Yuan Fan was depressed in his heart, he was stunned like a colorful pheasant before, and he didn't notice what they said.

"I think the sword immortal should be very strong, overpowering the child who is known as the 'deity', and he should be a peerless powerhouse who is free." Yuan Fan sighed.

"My family will definitely be able to become a sword immortal in the future." Chen Ling is intimate and tender, and people love him deeply.

"Okay, well, then I will always protect you until you are old." Yuan Fan laughed.

The two of them entered the tavern teahouse, heard a lot of talk about spiritual practice, and occasionally walked through the market to learn about the customs and customs here.

Chen Ling is graceful and graceful, and Yuan Fan is heroic, like a pair of fairy couples, which has aroused the attention and discussion of many monks passing by.

However, the voices were silenced by a noise as the two passed by a blacksmith shop.

"Your uncle, if you don't give spirit stones, you don't give them, three hundred spirit stones, one less, I will ask my brother to hack you to death."

"Ma Dan, you are playing with me here, look at what you have built, what kind of broken things, it wasted Dao Ye Lingiron, and I haven't troubled you yet, but you asked Dao Ye to give you spirit stones."

In front of the tattered blacksmith shop, two people argued loudly, and one of them was a big man with a beast cloth and a hammer in his hand, as if he had built something, and the other party did not pay him, so he quarreled.

On the opposite side was a middle-aged Taoist priest, slightly chubby, his face was blue and white, and he was obviously angry.

Yuan Fan and Chen Ling wanted to see the cultivation and combat power of the monks of the same generation, and in curiosity, they squeezed in to watch the excitement.

The big man was burly, and he kept scolding, saying that the old Taoist of the bull's nose did not pay for building weapons, and wanted to deny it, while the middle-aged Taoist priest kept emphasizing that he did not build it according to the requirements and would never deliver the spirit stone.

The two of them had their own reasons, scolding each other, and in their words, they could say as ugly as they could, which attracted many monks to stop and watch, and after waiting for a long time, they didn't see the two fighting, and they were speechless, and they left again.

However, just when everyone felt bored and wanted to leave, the dramatic scene began again.

I saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest's face changed, he smiled, and shouted around: "Hey, hey, don't go, if you are a Taoist friend standing here watching, Daoist, I will send fifty spirit stones." ”

"Yes, yes, if you want to see the two of us fight, you can also stop, and this store will create a weapon for free." The big man shouted in agreement.

Many of the monks were puzzled and did not know what to do, but they all stopped.

"Whether you fight or not, if you want to fight, hurry up, I still have to go home and talk to the Taoist about the past and the present!"

"That's it, if you want to fight, hurry up, don't waste time."

"Fat beat that guy who calls himself a Taoist, I think he's already upset."

The monks who passed by saw that there was a lot of excitement to see, and they gathered around them, and began to shout, saying that they should hurry up and start fighting, and not waste time, and if they did not fight again, they would leave.

Seeing that the atmosphere had reached the highest point, the two of them secretly glanced at each other and took two steps back from each other, and after that, everyone saw the big man from behind him take out a short object that shimmered brightly, with a handle, shaped like a pill bottle, and like a stick, which was very strange.

And the middle-aged Taoist priest also felt a round spherical object from behind him, and it was extremely weird.

"Fan, how does the thing in the hands of those two people feel a little familiar." In the crowd, Chen Ling could see his god and asked subconsciously.

"Haha, you'll find out later." Yuan Fan covered his mouth and said.

"Fan, could it be that we know those two?" Chen Ling looked at the strange objects of the big man and the middle-aged Taoist priest, and didn't know what Yuan Fan was laughing at.

"Wait, someone will come forward and continue acting." Yuan Fan sold Guanzi, and he had already guessed what would happen next in his heart.

Sure enough, just after the two of them touched the strange object, in the crowd, a bald head ran over excitedly, fast and exaggerated.

The bald head shouted as he ran, his eyes fiery, as if he was desperate for those two objects, and wanted to get them.

"Don't fight, don't fight, the two Taoist friends raised their noble hands and sold me all the objects in their hands, I'll give me a thousand spirit stones!"

His voice was high and clear in everyone's ears.

When the monks around heard the bald man's words, their faces looked puzzled, and they became interested in those two objects, wondering what they were worth a thousand spirit stones, which was not a small amount.

Someone asked: "Fellow Daoist, I don't know what those two strange objects are, so that Daoist friends are willing to spend a thousand spirit stones to buy them?" ”

"Yes, is it a powerful weapon, it's worth a thousand spirit stones?"

The bald head touched his shiny head, and when he saw that many people were asking, he pretended to sigh and said, "Hey, since so many Taoist friends are asking, then I'm bald...... No, I'll tell you one or two about that friend. These two strange weapons, that are indeed quite powerful, are made of heavenly cold spars, flying to the sky, and can destroy the primordial old monster without spending divine power, if it weren't for your questioning, I wouldn't have said it. ”