111. The questioning of the ring city

If there is such a thing, why didn't the strong enemy attack it in the first place?

After thinking for a while, when he really couldn't figure it out, Huancheng squatted down, stretched out his hand and touched Han Zhiyu's body, which had become cold.

The corpse became cold, which proved that this person had been dead for a while, but he returned to the City Lord's Mansion from Yunlan Mountain, and then from the City Lord's Mansion to Yunlan Mountain, and he came and went back for half an hour at most.

What could it be that could kill a Xuanxuan Realm powerhouse in half an hour, or even less?

Others may not understand the strength of the Xuan Realm, and the strength is only a concept.

But the closer he got to the Transcendence Realm, the more terrifying the Transcendence Realm became.

Becoming a Tongxuan Realm is a difficult road for every body refining cultivator, even for a body refining monk like him who has half a foot in the Tongxuan realm, it is still a chasm, a heavenly ravine.

Every person's Tongxuan Realm, their strength is not at all imaginable in the Siamese Realm.

In addition to their great strength, each of them also possesses a wealth of combat experience, as well as an extraordinary sense of battle and combat skills. Because it took twenty or thirty years to become a Tongxuan realm...... Or even longer.

When a person has such a strong comprehensive quality, it is impossible for him to be killed in such a short time.

This is also one of the reasons why there are few fights in the Tongxuan Realm.

Because it is too difficult for a Tongxuan Realm to kill another Tongxuan Realm, the pulse qi that the Pulse Gate asks for is endless, and it is simply inexhaustible to fight.

Unless it's someone on a higher level.

But a person of that kind of strength already has the strength to dominate the East Lake, how can he stay in the declining Immortal Sect?

So.

How could the Immortal Sect have such a strong hole card?

Huancheng immediately muttered to himself, "This kid has a lot of things to hide from me as an uncle." ”

Immediately, Huancheng once again said to the people behind him: "You are waiting for me here!"

Yes?

Leng Bai shook for a moment.

Wait?

But before he could speak, he saw that Huancheng had gone up the mountain alone.

At this time, Wen Ping, who was in the Listening Rain Pavilion, was holding the loot he had obtained - five golden tickets.

He wasn't interested in the Vortex Diagram, and he didn't care what the young master of the Extreme Mountain wanted. He is most happy about today's events because of the five golden tickets he has received.

What is charcoal in the snow!

Han Zhiyu is that, they are.

Knowing that they lacked a golden ticket to upgrade the building, they immediately sent it in the night.

If it is 50,000 gold, plus the more than 80,000 gold on his body, and then counting the income earned in the cultivation field in the past ten days, the total amount of zero and zero adds up, and he now has 140,000 gold. Upgrading to listen to the rain pavilion is inevitable.

"System, upgrade Listening to the Rain Pavilion. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Ping was directly moved out of the Listening Rain Pavilion by the system.

【Upgrade in progress......】

[Time remaining for the upgrade: 6 hours.] 】

[Evil Ghost Rider Ability Upgrade: Strength is increased to the Upper Realm of Tongxuan, physical attack immunity is canceled, and the ability of everything to become soldiers is increased, and at the same time, the bloodline of the mount is transformed, and the hell blood is injected into it, evolving into a Cerberus, and the appearance remains the same. 】

"This wave earns!"

Although he has 40,000 gold left now, and he has fallen back from a well-off to a poor man all of a sudden, I have to say that the income brought by this 100,000 gold is really strong.

Needless to say, the strength of the Tongxuan Upper Realm is almost invincible in East Lake, right? The ability that everything is a weapon is even stronger. Get on the horse, and the horse becomes a hell horse, and with a steel gun, you rob something that becomes hell, and even if you ride in a carriage, the carriage is a flaming chariot that burns with flames!

You can imagine that scene first, riding away from the dust, with two burning flames behind him.

It's like the Yellow Springs Road to Hell.

After upgrading the Listening Rain Pavilion, Wen Ping focused his attention on the Library Pavilion at the back of the main hall, because it had the least renovation price, only 30,000 gold coins. Transform it, and Wen Ping will have 10,000 gold left.

At the same time, he also felt that the Immortal Sect should have more things, and the more martial arts, exercises, and the better. Since the fall of the Immortal Sect, the Library Pavilion has been emptied, and there is not a single martial art that can be seen.

And as a sect, if the library pavilion is empty, wouldn't it make people laugh out of their big teeth when it is passed out?

Wen Ping opened his mouth and asked the system, "After the transformation, can the library be refilled with all kinds of martial arts and exercises?"

"There's a chance. ”

"If you have a chance, help me renovate the library. ”

[Remaining time for renovation: 3 hours.] 】

[The random special ability is: Trial Tower.] 】

"The Tower of Trials?"

"After the successful renovation, the library will become a ten-story tower. Each floor is a realm, and the realm contains trials. Open three times a day, one for four hours, the price of the word is a thousand gold. ”

"Isn't it, so expensive?"

"Because trials have prizes. ”

"There are prizes, but they are too expensive. I'm afraid that those disciples of the Immortal Sect are not willing to spend this money. ”

"Hosts should have confidence in the new building, and the price will correspond to how good it is. ”

Wen Ping smiled helplessly, okay, he believed it.

Without continuing to ramble, Wen Ping walked down the slope, to be honest, he was still looking forward to the ability of the trial tower of the Library Pavilion, once a thousand gold, what was the thing in there? Could it be......

Well, he admits that he can't write with his imagination, can't imagine what is really inside.

Just as Wen Ping was about to climb the thousand-story steps directly tonight, the sound of the system came from his ears.

The ring is back!

Wen Ping hurriedly walked towards the square, and as soon as he reached the edge of the square, he bumped into the oncoming ring city.

Seeing Huancheng holding a torch and staring at him seriously, Wen Ping didn't know whether to laugh or run back. His father's iron brother, his uncle, he was really hard to face.

You can't pretend to be in front of your own relatives, right?

I had no choice but to walk over.

"Uncle, you don't sleep so late, is there something wrong with coming to the Immortal Sect?"

"How did the Tongxuan Realm under the mountain die?" Huancheng didn't ink, and asked directly straight to the point.

"Forehead ......"

Wen Ping's heart skipped a beat, but he still had an innocent smile.

He secretly said in his heart: If I had known this, I wouldn't have let the Evil Ghost Rider dispose of the corpse, this guy kicked Han Zhiyu's corpse down the thousand-story steps. This is good, it was directly seen by Huancheng, who doesn't like to sleep in the middle of the night.

However, he still has a little luck mentality, and the dead Tongxuan Realm should not be able to see that it is the Tongxuan Realm.

I also encountered it when I came to Huancheng, but I didn't find that Han Zhiyu was in the Xuan Realm, and now it should be a clichΓ©.

"Don't be sloppy, I know that guy is from the Extreme Realm Mountain, and I also know that one of them is from the Mysterious Realm. ”

I really know!

Seeing this, Wen Ping could only squeeze out a little embarrassed but polite smile, and then said, "Uncle, you ask me, how do I know." They died in the Immortal Sect in the middle of the night, and I was the victim. ”