Chapter 648: The Wind Breaks

Lu Han hurriedly swept hundreds of thousands of miles, and sure enough, he witnessed his prediction, those Jindan monks were a little more unbearable than they imagined, they were suppressed by the guardian law of the Xuantu Realm, and they could only stagger on the ground.

The strongest movement speed of these monks is to volley ten feet in the air like a ghostly shadow, like Ling Bo micro-steps flickering frequently, and the speed is only equivalent to the speed of the sword flying in the foundation building period.

The sect that recruits the strong has issued notices a long time ago, and they have posted them in large and small cities, but even if Lu Han encounters a few small cities with a population of one million, he just glances at them and hurries by, and he has no interest in entering.

The nearest big city still has 700,000 miles to go, it will take at least a day, it must be super prosperous there, at least you can search for more advanced spiritual materials, and many spiritual pills that could not be refined before are now about to be gradually realized.

Xuanjie Baidan, eight grades are respected, nine grades are top of the sky, and ten grades become immortals.

That is to say, those top-level existences will break their heads for the eight-grade spirit pill, and if they can have this level of elixir, the avenue is a smooth path that saves many twists and turns, and can ensure that they can practice at a normal speed.

The value of just one bottle is as much as five thousand spirit stones, and the supply exceeds the demand and there is no market, so that most of the monks are using the Seven Pindans to survive.

There are still nine months left before this Holy Essence election, which is not enough time, because Lu Han has just arrived, and there are still a lot of variables, after all, those three soul snatchers dare not often swagger through the market, and the information they confessed is still limited, and what they have worked hard to get is the most real.

But at least in this interface, there is no need to worry about refining the materials of the Storm Heaven Pill, and even the Feixia Pill, which can guarantee a seventy percent probability of advancing to the Divine Realm, the spiritual materials required are disorderly and take a lot of effort, as for the 'Zhuyun Holy Fruit' that has never been collected, if it can also be obtained, under the terrifying ninety percent advanced probability, Lu Han even began to worry about the degree of damnation in this interface.

As for the mass production of the pill of the Cangyuan Realm cultivator, he just thought about it and gave up for the time being, you must know that this level of cultivator, in the face of all immortal cultivators, the probability of success in coming to this step is no less than the second prize of winning the lottery PIAO.

If you do it against the sky, every time you refine a spirit pill, you will suffer no less punishment than the Little Heavenly Tribulation, which is ten times more terrifying than the original Storm Heaven Pill, and if it is not necessary, you will not set yourself on fire.

But if he can meet the corresponding spiritual material, he will still never let go of the slightest, even the Baodan Dan Fang that helps advance the Mahayana period has it, but the probability of success has been discounted a lot, and he has not encountered special circumstances, and this interface is not made by himself A large number of strong people.

But Lu Han felt that the rich aura of heaven and earth around him had gradually begun to change direction, as if he was being pulled by something, and when they were all heading in a certain direction, he knew that he had descended to the Xuan Realm, and the first big city he wanted to visit, Baibao City, was about to enter his field of vision.

Looking at the sky with the Xuanyin Spirit Eye, he found countless spiritual qi waves, rolling forward with the wind, converging in the direction of the city like a hundred rivers entering the sea. There is a magnificent magic circle that draws spiritual energy and supplies powerful energy to the interior, and it is majestic and magnificent.

Even in the depths of the ground, there are hidden spiritual veins, and in the case that no one feels it, every wisp is used by the city, after all, with the law of the Xuan Realm, even if there is a small spiritual mine, it is possible.

When Lu Han looked down on Baibao City from top to bottom, he still had a feeling of pity, as if he had suddenly plunged into a prefecture-level city from the county seat, even if he had already seen Vientiane in his previous life, he still sighed.

It really seems that the huge gold ingots were thrown on the earth by the gods, and the scale of the hundred treasure city of 1,800 miles is embedded in front of it, with a beautiful outer arc and a golden light that can shine in the nine skies.

Even though the golden color was shiny, the moist eyes were never dazzling, and the disorderly squint a slit, and the discomfort caused by the first gaze quickly passed, and the whole person's pores erupted and secretly exclaimed.

On the tall city wall in the shape of a golden ingot, colorful flags were waving in the wind, and various symbols and patterns could not be connected, and at a glance, it was found that several patrols were shuttling back and forth, each team was about eight to ten people, and the leader was the existence of the god level.

The monks from all directions began to gather, and hundreds of miles away from the city, thousands of retreats had already landed one after another, and they slid forward at a height of three feet, which was the awe of the city and the strong, and it was also a basic rule.

The west gate is in the shape of a round arch, thirty-six zhang high, and the width is exactly half of it, which is composed of the main gate and two side gates, and the middle is basically closed, and the two sides are only allowed to allow monks and mortals to enter and exit, and Lu Han, who is following countless figures approaching, has already felt shoulder to shoulder.

But to his slight consternation, there were several figures shuttling in the opposite direction, their eyes constantly scanning each face, and the shrewd light confirmed that these people were all old fritters.

"This fellow Daoist, do you need a token? You can skip the cumbersome registration and enter and exit the token normally, because there are many people in line in front, who wants to save precious time, just get one here, the price is slightly expensive, but it only charges eight hundred spirit stones. ”

"Cut! The queue at the door is only three hundred yuan, you black-hearted people, you can earn two bottles of six-grade elixir when you open your mouth, and go aside. ”

After being rejected several times, these people smiled a lot, and it seemed that they had experienced it no less than a million times, and their voices were deliberately suppressed, but they could still be heard.

Lu Han found that the monks who refused to be rejected were basically in the Yuanying Realm, and the four that had been traded were all in the middle and late stages of the Transformation of the Gods, and the appearance of Baibao City was golden, but the token was made of pure silver, forming a strong contrast.

"This senior, you will definitely not refuse me, we meet is fate, I can give you a discount, six hundred yuan is fine. ”

"Uh...... If it's so bold, then it's a deal!"

When a pair of eyes were fixed on Lu Han, the person squeezed over with a hippie smile, lowered his voice a few points, and pretended to be very mysterious to start the promotion, but he didn't expect the other side to be so refreshing.

"You must be a senior who has cultivated to a high level, and you belong to the kind of person who achieves great things without being informal, and you are ...... through the sky with three eyes."

"Excuse yourself from clichés, just tell me which is the biggest trading house in the city!"

This little guy is only thirty years old, and his cultivation is only in the middle stage of Jindan, but that set of sleek ways of dealing with the world has made many strong people secretly ashamed, but unfortunately Lu Han doesn't like to talk about triviality, so he waved his hand directly and continued to ask.

"You see, I feel that the God of Wealth is going to patronize today, this largest trading house, naturally is the 'Wanhuayuan' with thousands of chain rudders in the Xuantu realm, but there is also a brand, otherwise you must be recommended by the guarantor to enter, and you can get it here for only two hundred spirit stones. ”

The little guy first handed over the silver cancan, the length was only six inches, the front was engraved with three ingots, one large, two and small, and the back was a human figure, with a burly face and beard, but only outlined a few strokes of the general outline, and the extraordinary momentum had already jumped into the eye.

He has a small brand in his hand, only three inches small and made of purple jadeite, which is several times more delicate and meaningful than the intuitiveness of the pass, and the purple qi is rising like the sun.

"You also need to inject a drop of essence blood to activate it, and when the time comes, you only need to shake it at the door, and you will be registered immediately, and the City Lord's Mansion will also control the profile of each cultivator at the same time. ”

"Bring it!"

Before Lu Han could finish speaking, he had already completed the ceremony of recognizing the owner of the pass order in one go, and stretched out his hand to point at the purple jade order, and at the same time, there was an extra storage bag in the little girl's arms out of thin air.

"Tsk! The seniors absolutely made their wishes come true on this trip, but when you go in, you must remember the words 'Qingfeng Po', and when you come out, you must remember 'Charm'. ”

'......? interesting!'

In that storage bag, there are nine hundred spirit stones neatly, and the extra is a reward, the little guy just touched it, and said the last few words with a smile on his face, although the first half of the sentence is confusing, but the last three words are a kind reminder.

Just after coming, I met the soul snatcher, and the more hateful monk is nothing, after all, the Xuan Realm is as vast as a sea of smoke, demons and monsters can be together, and the Terran monk is no exception.

Far away from the city gate, Lu Han found a small plaque set up, on which the light waves were very smart, every monk who entered the city had to shake the token close to it, and there was a faint spiritual light shining into it, and it would return to normal after producing some ripples.

In front of the closed main gate, a strong man dressed as a military general stood still, and the coercion that only existed in the later stage of the Cangyuan Realm was always like the momentum of Taishan, always giving warnings and reminders to those who entered the city for free.

If these were not enough, in the attic above the city gate, the young man in the blue python robe was the majesty of the true meaning, ordinary monks could not perceive its existence, but its majestic realm in the middle of the Xuan Dynasty could be detected without Lu Han letting go of his divine thoughts.

After a while, there are three main roads, which extend to the straight end, the high-rise buildings are straight into the sky, the fragrance is faint as if the earth is in the mortal land, and at the door of each store, it is not the handsome guy who is full of spirit to wave his hand, there are pretty beauties waving handkerchiefs, all trying to earn a commission for soliciting.

"Ask Mo ——! practice music ——!"

At the beginning of the main road in the middle, which was completely different from the surrounding noise, was the clear shouts of two men and a woman, which was incompatible with soliciting business, which directly attracted Lu Han's gaze, and suddenly thought of something in his mind.

He found that the three of them were all exquisitely dressed, all of them were blue-colored robes, embroidered with a few cold plums, hairpins were tied to black hair, the men's eyebrows were clear, and the female cultivators were slightly beautiful.

And there is a cluster of flowers in the back, with a small flag on each side, but there are no pattern features, this scene is indeed a bit different from the surrounding pattern

The three of them shouted in turn, although the voice was not high, but they could be heard except for the deaf, but unfortunately no one stopped, at most they saw a novelty swept by.

"Isn't it Mo asking for harmony and happiness?"

"This senior, is there anything wrong with you?"

A young man in black approached slowly, with thoughts between his eyebrows, and the female cultivator's eyes lit up, and she immediately took the initiative to consult.

Lu Han glanced at the three of them again, and then looked at the flower cluster and the small flag, whether they belonged to the 'Three Flower Flags' or the 'Yang Flower Flag', they were similar combinations anyway, but it was still subject to the attempt, and it would not hurt if he understood it wrong.

After thinking about it, a short secret word was transmitted to the ears of the three people, and it was the three words of 'Qingfeng Po' that the little guy told him, depending on how the other party reacted, and any changes in these juniors could not escape his eyes.

"What? ......?"

"Congratulations to the senior on becoming the eighth monk, the venue of this secret exchange meeting is the alley of Huayang Banner, where there is a special person to answer. ”

The middle-aged young man bowed down, his face was very formal, and he seemed to have a sense of accomplishment, as if it was difficult for a similar situation to occur. But Lu Han didn't respond, just nodded slightly and strode away, the low-level cultivators here are all secretly unimaginably shrewd, and it is confirmed that the competition in the Xuan Realm is fierce, the pressure at the bottom is very heavy, and the elite only emerges in the harsh environment.

There are clusters of flowers, two men and one woman imply yang and yin decline, and the meaning of the two small flags should be another obscure, but it's too early to say, it's just that it clearly belongs to an unsightly transaction, and it is also crowned with a secret exchange meeting, this interface is fresh and refined to be a thief, such as a soul snatcher is equal to a robber.

Lu Han can predict that the scale of this underground transaction must be not small, the three of them can stand at the gate of the city and shout loudly, and the little guy knows the code, at least it is recognized by both black and white.

The high-rise buildings of Wanhuayuan are extremely conspicuous, at the intersection of several main roads, more than ninety layers of optimus pillars stand in the distance, exquisite decoration can quickly attract anyone's attention, only the decoration cost of the outer layer, at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

Two rows of gilded characters hang down separately, the left side of the 'one in ten thousand', the right side of the 'extract of the essence', the door above is the big 'Yuan' word, the following is bustling, all kinds of hustle and bustle.

But Lu Han temporarily skimmed in, there is no deep relationship here, don't want to get hot but precious things, the secret exchange will be closer to reality, the alley called 'Huayang Flag' is four hundred miles away from here, and the location is on the north side of Baibao City.

Looking at it from the map, not far outside the northern suburbs, there are mountains and forests, which is an excellent place to hide and take refuge, and things that cannot see the light must be accumulated in this direction.

After more than half an hour, a small passage with a width of less than a zhang stretches from the side of a branch road, where there are more than a dozen stories of towers, the crowd on the road is not sparse, but as soon as you enter the lane, there is an inexplicable feeling of coldness, it is almost empty, and occasionally a few small pets are scurrying around.

But as soon as Lu Han set his eyes on the second fork in the alley, there were a few coughs, and then a pale-looking old man slowly appeared on crutches.

This person has a black hat and a hijab, and he is still wearing a yin and yang robe, his beard is full of white hair, and his body is rickety, and his cloudy eyes are a little difficult to look at Lu Han, but these are just to deceive monks of the same realm.

A flash of silver flashed in his eyes, and he had already concluded that the old man's cultivation was at least around the middle of Cangyuan, even if it existed in the later stage, he would not find any abnormalities without careful screening.

"Ahem...... The breeze breaks!"