The blue sky was as clear as a wash, and a few thin clouds dotted the blue sky like this.

However, at a height of 100 zhang in the sky, a long belt that was a few points whiter than the white clouds swept through the sky.

Inside the white gauze ribbon is the new patriarch of the Jade Cicada Clan, He Yu.

"This kid is back in Weishui City again!" He Yu, who had a look of surprise on his face, looked down at the palm-sized golden disc in his hand, which had a small red dot and stayed in the center.

"It's just right, I'll go and inform the old black fish first and besiege Weishui City. This time, you won't even be able to escape from the little magic talisman!"

As he spoke, He Yu looked into the distance, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

......

In the underground workshop of Wu Yu's long house, Wang Xuan sighed as he looked at the slightly rotating four-colored spiritual light in front of him.

Different from refining elixir magic weapons, the refining of the Four Seasons Mantra is to use mana to force out the four spiritual powers of the four spiritual objects, and then use the special magic decisions taught by the black unicorn to condense them.

Blue, green, gold, and purple are intertwined, and this fist-sized aura is what Wang Xuan paid such a big price for.

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Wang Xuan took out a jade bottle, put the Four Hours Mantra into it, and then lifted his legs and walked out of bed.

As for the tiger tooth used to restrain yin qi, it had already been sacrificed before. Now it no longer has the effect of driving away evil spirits and avoiding miasma, and if it is not urged, it is no different from ordinary things. But when it really comes time to use it, it will be stimulated with spiritual power, and the power will be a little greater out of thin air.

All these preparations were made just so that he could get close to the Ghost King at that time, in order to kill him with one blow.

Wang Xuan also understood that in the face of a ghost king of the Five Extremes Yuan Soul Realm, he only had one chance to make a move! If he didn't succeed, he would be in a situation where he would never recover without the ghost poison attack.

It took several days of hard work in this Weishui City, and finally achieved the goal. After this incident, Wang Xuan planned to leave here and go back to the dancing ghost city.

It's just that I paid the room fee for ten days, and I'm afraid it's impossible for someone who wants Wuyu Pavilion to spit it out.

Shaking his head and not thinking too much, Wang Xuan walked out of this residence.

It is said that in order to seek peace and quiet, he deliberately arranged his residence in the most secluded place. Now I want to walk back to Nafang City, but there is some distance.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan was not in a hurry, and slowly tiptoed towards Fang City.

After a while, Wang Xuan, who returned to Fang City, was surprised to find that there were many figures walking around in this small area, and most of the sales houses that had been silent were all lit up.

In just a few days, this square city has become so lively!

Wang Xuan only made a rough estimate, and there were at least more than 100 people just by what he saw. Not to mention those who walk elsewhere, and those who live on the earth and do not appear in the city.

With such a large number of cultivators gathered, it was the first time Wang Xuan had seen it. It's just that they use their aura to explore the past, and most of these people are still based on the Tianmen Realm. A few of them have been cultivated into one yuan, less than ten fingers.

Rao is like this, Weishui City is still a town dominated by mortals after all. How many practitioners are gathered here in this city today?

It just so happened that before he walked into the market, Wang Xuan saw a familiar figure passing by.

"Qifeng Dao Chief!" Wang Xuan hurriedly greeted,

"Oh!" Qi Feng, who was leading a person to the Fang Market, turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw that it was Wang Xuanhou with a smile on his face,

"It's Wang Daoyou!"

After speaking, Qi Feng whispered a few words to the people around him, who nodded and left on his own.

"Are you doing the lead again?"

Wang Xuan walked to Qi Feng's side and said with the same smile,

"Yes, for these Xu Lingshi, every day is such stupid work!" Qi Feng saw that the man walked into the crowd and disappeared, so he turned his face to Wang Xuan,

"But going down the mountain to experience these days is much more interesting than practicing in the mountains!"

"Haha! If there is a chance, Wang would like to try the kind of life that ignores the outside of the window and is only dedicated to cultivation!" Wang Xuan was a little helpless, and the smile on his face was removed.

"Listening to Wang Daoyou's words, it seems a little difficult to talk about the past!"

"Don't talk about this!" Wang Xuan shook his head and looked at the crowd around him, "By the way, Daoist Qifeng, why haven't you seen you for a few days, there are so many more people in the market!"

"It seems that Wang Daoyou has been in retreat for the past few days!" Qi Feng smiled slightly, pointed to the center of Fang City and said,

"See, that's not there!"

"Oh?"

Wang Xuan looked in the direction pointed by Qi Feng, and saw a huge wooden stake faintly visible in the crowded heads. There was also a thick red rope tied to the stake, but what hung on the red rope was not clear in the shadows.

"What's that?" Wang Xuan asked,

"Millennial ginseng!" Qi Feng also looked at the wooden stake, and said in a somewhat envious tone,

"Ginseng!"

Wang Xuan asked, "What kind of ginseng?"

"It looks like a mushu ginseng!" replied Qi Feng,

"Ginseng is relatively common, but since it has a thousand years of fire, it is indeed very rare!"

"Yes!" Qi Feng waved the dust and looked at the stake intently,

"I heard that this Mushu ginseng is the most precious thing in the second batch of treasures taken out by the Pavilion Master of Wuyu Pavilion!

"That's what I said, but the price of this thousand-year-old wood beard ginseng essence, I'm afraid that few ordinary cultivators can get it!" Wang Xuan smiled and said,

"That's right, the so-called opening up to everyone is just talking!" Qi Feng looked helpless, "Just like the last batch of spirit grasses, I think this wood beard ginseng essence will also fall into the hands of the City Lord's Mansion!"

"City Lord's Mansion?" Wang Xuan was a little puzzled when he heard this, "I heard that the city lord of Weishui City is not a mortal, how can he have the ability to buy the spirit grass?"

"It's not as good as it is today!" Qi Feng shook his head, and then spoke, "Now everyone knows that the force behind the Weishui City City Lord's Mansion is the Weishui River Monarch!"

"Weishui Hejun, that big black fish?"

"Why, Wang Daoyou, you actually know Hejun's body?

"I don't know each other, I've been lucky enough to meet once before. Wang Xuan replied,

"This Lord Hejun is amazing. The dry water mine method is domineering, and the cultivation is close to the three-element mastery, and it is only one step away from cultivating the original soul. Moreover, I heard that he also has an extremely powerful magic weapon in his hand, named Kwai Shui Xuanzhu, which is extremely powerful! Now the monks who have entered this Weishui City, including the Pavilion Master of Wuyu Pavilion, have to respectfully call Lord Hejun!"

Hearing Qi Feng's words, Wang Xuan was even more surprised.

According to what Qi Feng said, this Weishui River Monarch is so powerful, so on that day in the square of Qianhua Haoyue Street, it seems that he did not show too strong strength.

Although the origin of the magic weapon used by Xuanjin at that time was extremely mysterious, the power was really extraordinary. But if it is really so simple to trap Weishui Hejun for so long, it is also a little unreasonable.

If Weishui Hejun deliberately did not break free from the shackles of the wooden snake at that time, then why?

Just as Wang Xuan was pondering, a deafening gong suddenly sounded in the distance!

"Boom~"

Suddenly, the crowd of people walking around immediately quieted down, and they all looked at the wooden stake in the center of the city.

"Hey, Wang Daoyou is just in time, just in time to hit today's sale!" Qi Feng said with a smile,

"What is this?" Wang Xuan asked.

"Haha!" Qi Feng looked at the wooden stake in the distance, and there were several young women in red clothes and red pants, gently moving the lotus steps to the edge of the wooden stake.

"Three days later, the day of the auction of the thousand-year-old Mushu ginseng, and before that, there will be a daily sale of the rest of the spiritual objects. And these spiritual objects sold will be a few points cheaper than the usual price. I think this is also Wu Yu Pavilion's method to gain a firm foothold in Weishui City, and to win people's hearts!"

"Yes! This kind of opportunity, Wang can't miss it!" Wang Xuan also looked at the wooden stake and said,

"Hehe, Wang Daoyou, don't get your hopes up! After all, the Tianmen Realm monks still account for the majority in Weishui City, and these spiritual objects taken out by Wuyu Pavilion may be quite rare to the Tianmen Realm. But for people like you and me who have cultivated immortal blood, there are very few useful spiritual things!"

After all, it's just a newcomer, and if you really want to bleed heavily, you'll be coveted by others in vain!" Wang Xuan also smiled and said, "But it's okay to go over and take a look!"

"It's just right, Xiaodao, I'm almost done with today's leading task, so let's accompany Wang Daoyou to go around!"

With that, the two of them walked into the crowd and headed towards the stake.

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Outside Weishui City

It is said that there is a big strange thing in Weishui City now, which is very strange.

In the wide Weishui River not far from the city, there is an inlet about 100 zhang in size.

The water in this inlet is different from the yellow of the rest of the place, but a pitch black color, like ink. And whether the sun is shining or the rain is pouring, there is always a black cloud hanging low over this inlet. Regardless of the torrential rain outside the clouds or the direct rays of the red sun, this black inlet will always be gloomy and calm.

And if a city citizen crossing the river accidentally rows a ferry or raft close to this inlet, he will either be pushed away by an inexplicable current, or will be swept away by the black water and swallowed by the river.

Of course, in most cases, the latter is the majority.

After a long time, it slowly spread in Weishui City that this black inlet was the resting place of Weishui Hejun. Anyone who dared to disturb was swallowed by Hejun. In this way, no one dares to approach this large section of the river near the inlet.

In fact, these people guessed correctly. Under the black inlet, it is indeed where the cave of Weishui Hejun is located.

And today, no one has dared to approach the inlet of water, and a misty white shadow roars from the sky.

"Boom!"

The white shadow stopped on the inlet, and unceremoniously a pillar of light hit the water, exploding and splashing!

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