Ten days later, Barrier Ridge.

A brilliant shuttle sped through the sky and landed outside the Worm Ridge.

Zhang Zheng came out of the shuttle, waved his sleeves and put the shuttle back into the storage bag, and looked at the foggy Barrier Ridge in front of him.

As the name suggests, this Obscured Insect Ridge is shrouded in miasma all year round, and mortals who strayed into it would inhale the miasma and die within a breath, even low-level monks would be troubled by it and lose their way.

In addition, the Obstacle Insect Ridge is full of poisonous insects, snakes and ants, these are not ordinary poisons, all the creatures that can survive in the Insect Ridge, each of them is a powerful demon beast, and they have already trained an invulnerable body to the miasma in the ridge.

But it is precisely because of this reason that the alchemy of the body of the demon beast in this realm often has miraculous effects.

Therefore, there are not a few monks who come here to kill demon beasts, and such a large flow of people has even given birth to the lively development of Worm Ridge Waifang City.

Zhang Zheng fell around Fang City, and with her cultivation during the foundation building period, she was immune to the miasma invasion of the Insect Ridge, although it would not directly threaten her life, but once she got lost in the Insect Ridge, the crisis should not be underestimated.

There are a lot of low-level monks who come here to practice, and the Fang City has specially prepared for low-level monks like her to understand the miasma pill, and taking one can ensure that the miasma does not enter the body for ten days.

Zhang Zheng is here to buy this miasma pill.

Although the Obstacle Insect Ridge is under the jurisdiction of Wanxuanmen, because it is on the edge of the Nine Layers and close to the Huayue area, there are no disciples of Wanxuanmen stationed, and only occasionally send patrols to patrol here.

The Fang City here is also built by the scattered cultivators themselves, because the crowd is too large, and the Wanxuanmen is negligently controlled, and the fish and dragons are mixed inside, which is a rare chaotic place.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhang Zheng had already changed into a regular suit, put away all the signs with the mark of Wanxuanmen on his body, and pretended to be a casual cultivator.

As soon as he stepped into the market, the layout in front of him made Zhang Zheng feel surprised.

There is no uniform house building, all the buildings have their own style characteristics, and they are located in this area in a haphazard manner, and there are large and small stalls everywhere.

The first impression makes people feel very chaotic and bad, but when you look closely, there is an inexplicable free charm, unrestrained and arrogant.

"Yo, chick, by yourself?"

The three monks dressed as gangsters stared at the newcomer Zhang Zheng, and quietly surrounded her while flirting.

This is the first time I have seen Zhang Zheng who dared to kill people and sell goods in an upright manner, and the most surprising thing was that he was the target of murder and goods.

She looked at the three people around her, and the cultivation was all in the early stage of foundation building, which was comparable to her, and she did have the strength to rob her.

"Three Taoist friends are surrounded by them, it doesn't seem to be polite?"

Hearing this, one of the men with sharp eyebrows slapped the sturdy big knife in his hand, and said with an evil smile: "Know each other, hand over the things, and the third brother will let you go." ”

"Look at your fine skin and tender meat, if you are not happy, the third brother will not mind playing with you."

The other two laughed in agreement, their eyes lewd.

Zhang Zheng was not interested in entanglement with them, and he just felt a little novel when he talked to them.

At first glance, these three people are habitual criminals who rob homes and houses, and their eyebrows reveal hideous murderous intent.

It is very likely that she will end up losing both, and it will not help her task.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng quietly ran the "Light Spirit Jue", and in the blink of an eye, his figure had easily crossed the three people and disappeared into the crowd of people coming and going in the market.

This is the essence of the sect, as long as there are spirit stones and merit points, you can exchange all kinds of high-level exercises and spells, which are not available to most low-level cultivators in their lifetime.

The three of them didn't expect this nun to be so good at running and leaving them in vain.

The market was mixed, and they didn't dare to arrest people in a big way, so they had to viciously glance at the direction where Zhang Zheng disappeared, and spit gloomily.

After getting rid of the three of them, Zhang Zheng quickly settled down in front of a stall.

She picked up a bottle of the Relief Pill, "Fellow Daoist, please ask, how many spirit stones are in this Relief Pill?" ”

The owner of the stall was an extremely young boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a wide black robe, wearing a demon-like half-section mask, and the upper half of his face could not be seen.

Unexpectedly, the young man's voice was extremely hoarse, as piercing as a knife scraping glass, and like the snorting of a broken bellows.

"A bottle of a thousand lower-grade spirit stones."

Zhang Zheng didn't react to his voice, he only stared at the pill bottle with wide eyes, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, "Your bottle is only five, so expensive?" But what's so special about it? ”

Obviously, she had just seen other stalls on the road, and there were only five spirit stones and one pill.

The young man didn't raise his head, he directly reached out and snatched back the pill in her hand, and said in a gloomy voice: "There is nothing special, if you don't buy it, go away."

The temper is also bad, is it so bad to sell things now?

Zhang Zheng was stunned for a while, although he felt that the young man in front of him looked a little pitiful, but when he remembered the spirit stone in his storage bag, he really couldn't let go.

Why did this little boy ask for such a sky-high price, and one was actually two hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Forget it, let's buy it elsewhere.

Zhang Zheng's departure did not attract any attention from the little boy, he still curled up and sat behind the stall as always, and the whole person exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

"Little brother, how do you sell this pill?"

A voice as gentle as water sounded.

The young man still replied in a broken gong voice: "A thousand spirit stones." ”

The voice did not hesitate at all, and instructed the maid beside him: "Green Sprout, give this little brother ten medium-grade spirit stones." ”

Ten medium-grade spirit stones!

This young man's stall is not worth a thousand spirit stones in total.

Although Lu Ya felt that his young lady was weird today, he still obeyed the order and took ten medium-grade spirit stones and handed them to the young man.

She wondered if it wasn't because of these ten spirit stones, but why did her young lady suddenly take such care of a young man she had never met before?

After all, it was only ten medium-grade spirit stones, which was not enough for them to pay for a meal.

This may be the wealth of the people, the real money is like dung......

Anyway, Zhang Zheng will never be able to do this.

The young man stared at the ten medium-grade spirit stones that were shining in his hand, and his heart shook violently.

Suddenly, a slender jade hand with condensed skin reached out in front of his eyes, and inexplicably, as if he was being pulled by some strange force, he raised his head to look at the owner of the hand.

The woman was born delicate and beautiful, her black and white eyes were so gentle that she seemed to be able to flow out of water at any time, her pink lips were closed, and her voice was graceful.

"Little brother, are you here alone?"

Her gaze was fixed on his face covered in a demon mask, gentle and sad, "I used to have a brother as big as you, but...... Ay...... If you want, can you call me Sister, and I'll take you home. ”

The young man looked at her sad look, looked at the white palm in front of him, as if bewitched, and shook his thin and scarred hand.

"Ah...... Sister ......"

Holding the warmth and softness, the young man's heart swelled with sourness, she was the first to notice him, and she did not hate his voice.

If Zhang Zheng was still here, and heard the young man's heart, she would definitely feel uncomfortable, if nothing else, for the first person who did not hate his voice.

Obviously, she also noticed him, and she didn't hate it, but her pocket was relatively clean, and she couldn't afford to buy pills, let alone spend so much money.