In a village dozens of miles away from Qingyun Pass, Wang Yichen descended at the entrance of the village, inquired about some information, changed into a coarse linen clothes, pushed a cart, and walked towards Qingyun Pass like a mortal vendor.

An hour later, a tall and towering city wall continued to expand in Wang Yichen's field of vision.

In front of the gate of the city, the crowd was boiling, several gates were wide open, pedestrians, merchants and many monks, Wang Yichen pushed the cart and walked slowly forward in the crowd.

The crowd was noisy and mixed, but Wang Yichen heard a lot of useful information.

"Second uncle, what's the matter with that door over there, why don't a few people go there, let's go over too!"

Not far behind Wang Yichen, a middle-aged old farmer-looking man with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy crowded in the crowd, and the boy asked curiously when he saw the gate where only a few people passed through the side.

"Little calf, you don't know anything, it's the fairy master there, we can only walk through this door."

The middle-aged man who looked like an old farmer patted the boy on the back of the head, a little careful.

"Immortals!? There are really immortals here, shall we bow down? Second uncle! ”

The boy's innocent words were exchanged for a slap from the second uncle, and the boy was a little dizzy on the head.

"Your old man asked me to take you to have a long experience, don't talk nonsense, if you ......"

Wang Yichen didn't hear the words clearly, the conversation between the two had some local accents, Wang Yichen could still understand most of them, combined with the conversation of several other people, and he also knew why only a few people passed through the same gate over there.

There is Qingyun Pass specially opened for monks, reflecting privileges, only monks or officials of Jingguo are allowed to pass, civilians will only be bored when they go up, and when they meet the guards who are in a bad mood, they will be beaten in vain.

Of course, not all the monks walked over there, Wang Yichen saw several monks who were mixed in the crowd like himself, and some monks passed through the gate on this side and didn't see anything.

This is the case in the world of cultivating immortals, even in a country dominated by monks like Jingguo, it is not even more impossible to forcibly regulate the actions of monks, and opening a door for monks is not only to reflect the privileges of monks, but also to know the appearance of monks entering the country.

But there were always monks who did not want their whereabouts to be exposed, so they mixed with the mortals and entered the city.

It is also a lack of strength, and he does not dare to force the monks to enter the city to expose his cultivation, although Jingguo rules a lot of places, but this is mainly because of the huge land of Yunzhou Prefecture, not to mention the sects and those real big countries, that is, there are no less than hundreds of countries as big as Jingguo.

The strength of such a country is naturally not strong, and usually the top-level strength is one or two Jiedan monks.

didn't wait long, Wang Yichen passed the city pass, the checkpoint here is different, other small cities are except for criminals who go in and out with people, merchants collect taxes, and everyone here has to pay the entrance fee.

It's not too expensive, the big money issued by the five Jingguo, or gold and silver, it's not impossible to have no money, as long as you hand over something of equal value, of course, this equivalent is the mood of the guard.

Wang Yichen's cart was full of sundries that came to search along the road, as well as a few pieces of spiritual material raw ore with a little aura, Wang Yichen observed, such a combination is quite normal, and of course those who sell goods in the customs must bring something valuable.

Of course, these are precious things for mortals, so as not to attract the attention of the monks, and in the end, because Wang Yichen did not bring Jingguo big money on his body, he paid a silver bead into the city.

The guards didn't have the heart or time to search for the body of a mortal, but they didn't have to hide from the moon, Wang Yichen gently patted the little mouse hanging on his chest, and a smile appeared.

After the city wall, not far away is a big city, I heard that the original city was quite far away, but after there is no threat of demon beasts, hundreds of years, the city is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting closer and closer to the city wall.

Walking into the city, the scene of this city is very novel, Wang Yichen has carefully visited the two cities, one is Qingyun Immortal City, where monks account for the majority, and the other is Jingang City, which are basically all mortals.

And the big city behind this Qingyun Pass is like a combination of the two, with immortals and mortals living together, but it seems that because the spiritual veins in this place do not overflow the spiritual energy, the permanent residents are all low-level monks, and all the monks above the middle stage of Qi cultivation are all people from Jingguo, which is also a measure of Jingguo to rule the territory, I have to say, it is very effective.

Wang Yichen, who was pushing a cart, walked into an uninhabited alley, put things into a storage bag, changed into a white robe, took out a folding fan, and walked out with the appearance of a handsome man, who looked completely different from Wang Yichen's original appearance, from a cold ascetic handsome guy to a white-clothed boy like a spring breeze.

The cultivation of refining the body allows Wang Yichen to easily control most of the flesh and blood in his body, which is very suitable for dressing.

Wang Yichen, who had collected information before coming, naturally knew the situation in the city for a long time, but the situation at this time was a little different, Wang Yichen met with monks above the middle stage of Qi cultivation, but there were not many Jingguo monks at all, but most of them seemed to be casual cultivators, and the number of monks was a little too much.

Some curious Wang Yichen looked like a boy in white and found a boy who looked twelve or thirteen years old, who was in the stage of entering the Tao, when he entered the city before, he saw him guarding the gate of the Chengguan monks, leading the way to collect some spiritual sand for the monks who entered the city for the first time, and there were also many children of residents of the outer city in Qingyun Immortal City who did so all day long, Wang Yichen was no stranger.

This should have just finished leading the way and walked towards Chengguan, and Wang Yichen stepped forward to intercept him.

"Little brother, do you know what has happened in this Qingyun Pass recently?"

Wang Yichen blocked the boy's way with the folding fan in his hand, rubbed it in his hand, opened the folding fan, and fanned it a few times, and a little spiritual pressure was dispersed, full of style.

"See... I've seen my seniors! Recently, there is no big deal in Qingyun Pass, only a few days ago, the Jingguo Foundation Building and High Repair Joint Chamber of Commerce organized an auction, which has ended, and there have been a lot of robberies and wandering in the vicinity in the past few days, I heard that many monks have died, and those in the late stage of Qi cultivation have been intercepted and killed, and nothing else is a big deal. ”

The boy was suddenly stopped, a little panicked, and he was still a lot relieved to see the appearance of a handsome son, but as Wang Yichen's spirit was dissipated, he was a little nervous, but he also finished a long series of words relatively clearly.

"All these monks on the street didn't leave the auction?"

Wang Yichen was a little stunned, but he was worried for a while.

"Back to my predecessors, not all of them, many of them also came to set up stalls to sell things because there were many people at the auction."

Not all the monks who came and went were capable of participating in the auction, and most of them took advantage of the large number of monks to buy and sell spiritual materials.

"Hmmm! Thank you, I see you're still in the Tao, right? This bottle of solid pill is for you. ”

The first-order low-grade solid pill has the effect of nourishing qi solids, for the monks who are in the process of entering the Dao, it is the elixir for the symptoms, and the price is not cheap, Wang Yichen is more sympathetic to this process of entering the Tao still put down his face, and earns some spiritual sand in a low voice, and wants to enter the little monk.

For Wang Yichen, it's just a casual help, but maybe it can affect this little monk's life, and it's not known?

Thanking the boy for his kindness, Wang Yichen waved his hand, didn't say anything, and turned around and walked towards the city with a folding fan.