Mo Yang's newly-acquired Yan Yunzhou flew with all his strength for two days, and finally came to a small city at the foot of Yuanyang Mountain before dark on the second day. Yuanyang City', this Yuanyang City was just a small city inhabited by ordinary mortals in the past, but now the Great Su Empire and Taiqing have been fighting against each other in Yuanyang Mountain for decades, and this Yuanyang City has taken on the heavy responsibility of Taiqing logistics, although now the Taiqing Sect has gradually lost control of Yuanyang Mountain, but the control of Yuanyang City has been strengthened a lot, after all, this place is only a thousand miles away from the Taiqing Sect, and thousands of miles are really close to immortal cultivators, so this city has the stationing of Yuanying monks, after all, from a strategic point of view, this is the forefront of the war, fortunately, in the past ten years, the Great Su Empire has not wanted to attack again, but every year there will be a lot of Taiqing disciples come here, and gradually this small war city will gather a lot of loose cultivators, so as to descend the Yanyun boat when it is a mile outside the city, and walk slowly. After all, this is the front line of the war, and there are forbidden circles and disciples of other small sects in the city.

And for the monks and thieves who are in the sky within a mile of the city, they will directly attack. Therefore, it is reasonable to walk on the ground.

The city wall is about two or three zhang high, there are three city gates, the highest city gate in the middle is tightly closed, and the rest of each city gate stands on both sides of two monks holding spears and wearing the outfits of Taiqing miscellaneous disciples, at this time the sky is gradually darkening, there is a long queue out of the city in the city, there is a long queue out of the city, and the side of the city is scattered, but a closer look will find that most of the people who go out of the city are ordinary people, and the basic monks who enter the city are monks who have cultivated in their bodies.

There are not many people entering the city, and they will enter the city smoothly after showing the outer disciple token, and those who are scattered will need to pay a certain fee, but it may be because of the small size of the original Yang City, just collect the yellow and white things used by ordinary mortals.

After Mo Yang entered the city, the sky was completely dark, although it was dark, there were no fewer people on the streets of the city, the lights on both sides of the street gradually lit up, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians on the streets, but most of them were just mortals.

Mo Yang walked slowly along the street, looking at the crowd around him, Mo Yang felt very comfortable, he was either cultivating or fighting over the years, and he rarely met so many mortals, although the Taiqing City he had been to before was much more prosperous than this Yuanyang City, but most of the Taiqing City were still monks, unlike this Yuanyang City, most of them were mortals.

Night markets in many places on the earth before crossing have been banned, and he still enjoys the atmosphere of the market in this aimless night market of mortals.

However, Mo Yang did not forget the purpose of his visit, after shopping for half an hour, Mo Yang came to a three-story building, the door was written "Cyclamen Inn", Mo Yang knew that this cyclamen was an inn dedicated to receiving monks, and it was also a chain inn, I heard that the background of this inn was also quite strong, and the Sanqing Sect had shares, and ordinary people did not dare to do anything in this cyclamen. So it is very popular with monks, after all, although the immortal cultivator is dedicated to cultivating, but there is always a time to go down the mountain to practice, at this time, if it is in the barren mountains and mountains, it will be improvised, but after entering the city, there must be a place to live, although the mortal inn can live, but it does not meet the identity of the immortal cultivator, and the second is that the immortal cultivation world is actually very dark, and there are murders and treasures every day, so every immortal cultivator wants a safe place to live.

This cyclamen inn was born because of luck, and each room has a large protective array, these large arrays are produced by the Yuqing Sect, so its protective ability is unquestioned in the entire Eastern Regions, and the inn also has a gathering array of spiritual energy, which is full of spiritual energy, but it is a blessed land for some casual cultivators. Therefore, this cyclamen inn is the first choice for countless immortal cultivators to go out and practice.

Mo Yang recalled these materials in his mind, thought about it and stepped into it.

This is a hall dozens of zhang wide, there is a counter at the entrance, behind the counter there is an old man with half white hair fiddling with an abacus, Mo Yang looked at this old man, and did not feel a tight heart, it was actually a monk in the foundation building period, and in the hall there were more than ten pineapple wood Eight Immortal Tables, at this time there were not too many guests in the hall, only half of them, several young people who looked like small people came and went, and the minimum cultivation of these small houses was actually more than ten layers of Qi training. This made Mo Yang unashamed.

"This senior, I want to stay here for one night." Mo Yang withdrew his gaze and saluted slightly to the old man in the counter.

"Three spirit stones in the low-grade room, twenty spirit stones in the middle-grade room, fifty spirit stones in the high-grade room, and one hundred spirit stones in the top-grade room." The old man said without raising his head.

Mo Yang was slightly stunned when he heard this, and secretly complained in his heart that this shop was really dark. However, he still said without changing his face: "I don't know what is the difference between the rooms of the seniors?" ”

The old man still didn't look up and said: "There is no spiritual gathering array in the lower-grade room, and the protective magic array can only prevent attacks below the tenth layer of Qi training, and the medium-grade room has twice the spiritual energy gathering array that can prevent the mid-term attack of the foundation, and the high-grade guest room has three times the spiritual energy gathering array, and no one can break the attack under the golden pill." As for the top-level rooms, hehe, the five-fold aura gathering array, the Jindan monk's attacks can be resisted. I wonder where this little friend is going to stay? ”

Hearing this, Mo Yang secretly weighed it in his heart, and decisively took out nine spirit stones: "The lower grade guest room is enough, in the next three nights." ”

Just kidding, although I still have three or four thousand spirit stones, but it's just accommodation, there is no need to live so well, the next grade is definitely enough. Mo Yang thought helplessly.

Hearing this, the old man glanced up at Mo Yang with interest, smiled slightly, took out a palm-sized green jade token from under the counter and handed it to Mo Yang: "This token is the core of the formation prohibition in the control room, put it away, and return it when you check out, but the store still needs to charge a deposit of five spirit stones." ”

Mo Yang took the token when he heard this, this green jade token was cold to the hand, the texture was like jade, but it was harder than jade, and after looking at it carefully, the token was engraved with complicated runes, flickering slightly.

Mo Yang was a little speechless and took out five spirit stones again and handed them to the old man, who nodded slightly: "Zhou boy, take this little friend to the room." ”

When a small servant not far away heard this, he flexibly walked over and led Mo Yang towards the third floor. The reason why it is the third floor is because the second floor is also a hall for eating, and the third floor is the place to stay.

Mo Yang came to his room under the guidance of the little guy, this is a window on the third floor, although it is only a low-grade guest room, but it is much better than the environment of the high-end hotel where Mo Yang has lived in the earth for one or two thousand, feeling the aura in the room, it is really no different from the aura outside, Mo Yang didn't care about this, waved the token in his hand, and then activated the protective formation, and crossed his knees on the bed.