After more than half a year of air sailing, the ferry finally arrived in the Xuyun Prefecture area.

In the past six months, Zhuo Yuming has basically lived in seclusion, and most of the time he has been cultivating in his room. The aura in the body has been repeatedly refined, and although the realm is still at the peak of the Yuanying, there are faint signs of breaking through to the Cave Xuan Realm.

Coupled with the time spent in Cloud City in his previous life, he had already stayed in the Yuanying Realm for eight years.

At the age of eight, he entered the city of clouds and embarked on the path of monasticism. One year to build the foundation, three years to condense, and another three years to repair the golden body without leakage. After five years of penance, he knotted the Great Dao Jindan. When the golden pill was condensed, because of the good qualifications, the obtained golden pill reached the heavenly grade, so that it won the favor of the head of Qilianshan and was accepted as a personal disciple. Later, it was passed down by Qilian Mountain, and the secret methods of the two sects of the Zhenzong were passed down by the Heavenly Divine Treasure and the Shenxiao Thunder Method. Because of the extremely high rank of Jindan, in order to lay a solid foundation for the future impact of the Earth Immortal Realm, Zhuo Yuming spent ten years immersed in the Jindan Realm, and after ten years of tempering, he broke the Dan and condensed the baby.

By now, he is eight out of thirty.

The peak of the Yuan Infant who is less than forty, whether it is in the past life or the present, is enough to deserve the name of genius. Even in Zhongshenzhou, where the stars gather the most, such qualifications can be ranked among the top ten.

But Zhuo Yuming knew in his heart that the exercises of his own Cloud City were not top-notch, and the reason why Cloud City was able to stand at the top of the immortal sects in Fuyao Prefecture was completely due to the great strengthening of the combat power of the two human emperors. Throughout his life, the most he can do is to be able to enter the land fairy realm is the limit. As for the realm of heaven and man where all the cultivators looked away, he was hopeless.

At that time, the master also said that if the ancestor was in the palace of the human emperor and could bring out the cultivation exercises left by the human emperor, he would be confident that he could break through the heavens and men and stand at the top of the void spirit realm. However, the two major cultivation techniques in Cloud City, whether it is the Taiyin Sutra inherited by the Nie family or the three-star technique cultivated by Zhuo Yuming of Qilian Mountain, do not have the slightest possibility of reaching the top of the heavens. Qi Lianshan also relied on his outstanding talent to cultivate to the peak realm of earth immortals, and he was a rare existence in Cloud City.

So when he came to the era of the Five Emperors, the first thing he thought of was to see if he could go to the Human Emperor Palace and get the complete Human Emperor Dao inheritance, which was the only possibility he could think of to reach the top of the Void Spirit Realm. If there is really no chance, if you want to become a celestial, I am afraid that you can only find other celestial monks to apprentice and change the court. But this was only the last choice he had to make, although there was no Cloud City in this world now, and even Nie Cheng would not be born until another ten or two thousand years. But after all, he has lived in Cloud City for about thirty years, and he has already regarded Cloud City as his home.

Zhuo Yuming's parents died when he was a child, and he lived to the age of seven or eight years old by relying on the relief of the neighborhood. Later, he met an old disciple of a higher rank in Cloud City who went down the mountain to travel through the small city where he lived, and found that he had extremely heavy roots, so he brought him back to Cloud City. So in his heart, Cloud City is his home, and the master is his family. If he was helpless, he didn't want to worship the walls of others and lose his identity label as a disciple of Cloud City.

"Anyway, let's take one step at a time, no matter what, let's go to Penglai Prefecture first. I am fortunate to have gained, but I have lost my life. ”

Shaking his head and dispelling the distracting thoughts in his heart, Zhuo Yuming got up from the bed and pushed open the door of the wing.

Follow the stone path out of the courtyard and come to the open space at the front end of the "fairy island". In the middle, many people gathered to chat, and some people leaned against the railing, enjoying the sea of clouds outside the aura shield. There were still some scattered monks sitting on the ground, spreading a cloth towel, and setting up a business stall. There are also many monks who linger among the vendors, picking and choosing. Most of these monks sold some utensils that they did not use, or traded spirit stones, or bartered. Some people with low realms and narrow horizons often accidentally get treasures without knowing it, so from time to time on weekdays, there can be news that some people accidentally picked up leaks and bought heavy treasures at a low price.

Zhuo Yuming also walked past a few vendors at random, and after a cursory look, he didn't like any favorite objects. It wasn't until he passed a cloth stall in the corner that he stopped.

The stall owner is a swarthy man in a black suit. The man's skeleton is thick, his body is strong, and the bulging meridians on the backs of his two hands on his knees are swollen and swollen, and he is obviously a pure martial artist.

In front of the man was a small dark blue draperium, which looked like a worthless ordinary fabric. There was not even a decent piece of fairy silk cloth, and the pile of tattered wood placed on it, there was no trace of appearance at all, so that a morning passed, and almost no one stopped in front of him.

The man, who had his head down and closed his eyes, felt someone stop in front of him, so he opened his eyes. looked up at Zhuo Yuming, who was dressed as a scholar, and said coldly: "This is a piece of lightning strike wood, broken into three sections. Twenty spirit stones, take them if you want, and walk away if you don't. ”

Zhuo Yuming naturally saw at a glance that this was a lightning strike wood.

The Lightning Strike Wood is a tree that has been struck by heavenly lightning, and although it has a scorched appearance, it contains a wealth of thunder power, which is also of great benefit to monks who practice the Thunder Law. It's just that the power of thunder left in different lightning strikes is different, and the thunder methods practiced by each person are different, and how much thunder power can be drawn from this thunderbolt wood is also different, and even those who can't withstand the violent power of the thunder and suffer from it are also very popular, so although the lightning strike wood is extremely rare and rare, it is also difficult to sell at a high price.

The lightning strike wood that this man placed has been broken into three pieces, and it looks more seriously damaged, but because Zhuo Yuming has a top thunder method such as the Shenxiao Thunder Method, he can obviously feel that the thunder power contained in these three lightning strikes is extremely abundant. It's just that the tone of this man's speech has the slightest appearance of doing business with people, so unapproachable and cold, and he looks like he rejects people thousands of miles away. Doing business is about ushering in and sending it, and the face is pleasant. You don't want to go in, and the guests are scared away as soon as they enter the door.

After smiling, Zhuo Yuming bent down and squatted down, pinched the broken wood, and felt it carefully before he slowly spoke: "This old man, you have the intention of buying this lightning strike wood, but twenty spirit stones are expensive." I'm only willing to give fifteen spirit stones, if you're willing to sell them, I'll take them." ”

When the man heard this, he didn't say anything, but lowered his head again and closed his eyes.

Zhuo Yuming saw that this man was not even willing to make a counteroffer, and he was also quite helpless. In fact, the price of these three lightning strike wood is not expensive to cost twenty spirit stones, but in the past half a year, they have been cultivating diligently day and night, except for the maidservants who come to send some food every once in a while, they have hardly spoken to anyone. He looked at the man as if he cherished words like gold, so he deliberately took the opportunity to bargain and wanted to break with him a few more words. Unexpectedly, the other party simply closed his eyes and sent off the guest, which made him feel quite helpless.

"That's it, twenty is twenty. ”

Zhuo Yuming shook his head with a smile, took out twenty crystal clear spirit stones and put them on the cloth, and reached out to pick up the three pieces of lightning strike wood and put them into the jade pen.