Wind blowing snow lowered his head and muttered for a while, and then said: "Although what is the effect of that blood arrow, but there is still a bad premonition, Poor Dao plans to go to the nearest Fang Market to check!"

Hearing this, Feng Yan nodded in agreement, he was also not worried about the blood arrow......

The more he thought about it, the more he had a bad premonition that his heart was racing.

"Well, how about Feng go with him?"

"Yes, the two of them can take care of each other!"

............

It's a valley, and it's as big as a city.

The fog of obscurity shrouded the valley, making it impossible for mortals to enter.

The aura here is strong, and a spirit stone is needed to enter the Fang City for scattered cultivation, and a spirit stone is also needed every ten days.

Such a large city naturally has a large sect as a backer.

One of the sects of cultivating immortals, "Qingyuan Sect", is its backer.

The prison seal and the wind and snow are in the fog of obstacles, and in the eyes are a large number of monks meditating and cultivating.

These are all loose cultivation without spirit stones entering Fang City, so the aura that overflows outside the "Valley Protection Array" is overflowing.

He couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this, the aura was all confined in the valley, and the overflowing aura was pitiful, and so many monks could rub it.

Entering a bluestone paved road in the valley, but no one dared to stop and cultivate, the prison saw this and walked from this bluestone road.

He wanted to go in and find out, and if he didn't have any money, he would stay for nine days.

It wasn't long before a gray barrier appeared in front of them, and two monks stood guard outside the barrier.

The two stopped the prison seal and the wind blowing the snow, he honestly handed over a spirit stone, and the two gave a passage jade plate, and then let him go.

Looking at that momentum, I'm afraid it's no worse than Ye Li's strength, and he is only here to guard the door!

The wind blows the snow, but it is not strange, and he walks into the barrier first with the pass token.

............

The two of them entered the barrier, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, the aura in this heaven and earth was too strong, and it was twice as much as that of Linshan.

If you cultivate here all year round, I'm afraid you will get twice the result with half the effort.

I heard that the aura in the depths of the valley is even stronger, but only the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect can enter there.

Sure enough, casual cultivation is not as good as the disciples of the sect, not only is it poor, but even the cultivation place is crowded in the east and west.

He didn't feel it before, but now he clearly sees the difference.

The warden sighed, but his eyes were not idle, look here, look there.

It is said to be Xiuxianfang City, but it is also like Mortal Fang City, but it is much cleaner, a little more quaint, a little more mysterious, and the people who go shopping are replaced by monks wearing Taoist robes.

It's not like the mortal market will shout loudly and hang a signboard, and those who wish will take the bait.

From time to time, some monks can be seen, and the soles of their feet are like the wind blowing and passing by the prison seal.

The wind blew the snow and swept around, looked at the side and said: "This is Qingyun Shanfang City, you still have to be careful here, there is no shortage of predecessors in the foundation building period here!"

Feng Prison nodded and smiled: "This is natural...... And these days, thank you Feng Daoyou for leading the way, otherwise Feng Mou is afraid that it will take a lot of effort to find here. ”

Fengxue nodded and bowed, ready to leave: "Well, it's just a gesture, you and I will say goodbye to you and you, and we will meet again in the future!"

"In that case, we'll see you again tomorrow"

............

He looked at the back of the wind blowing the snow away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, a voice came, and a man in his thirties was a little strange to see the prison, so he stepped forward and asked, "This senior, do you need a junior to lead the way!"

This senior called the prison a little embarrassed, and it was the first time someone called him senior.

He is only at the fourth level of Qi cultivation period, and this uncle is also older than himself.

These thoughts flashed through Feng Prison's mind, but he refused extremely calmly on the surface: "Thank you, Poor Dao is just looking around casually." ”

The monk immediately left in disappointment, and he knew that if he used this person, he would probably have to give him a spirit stone.

The prison seal looks like it is in the upper reaches of the street, spirit runes, refining weapons, and elixirs...... There are all kinds of shops.

Xuanyu Pavilion

This is an attic that sells magic weapons, and the magic weapons are only seen by Yi Lao's skull magic weapon and the two magic weapons on the mountain, and he is very curious.

He was not timid at all, and stepped straight into the door.

As soon as he entered it, he didn't have time to look at the decorations, and a maid in a purple palace dress walked over.

"This son, what do you have to tell the fish!"

The pretty maid bowed to the prison seal, and when she bent down, her chest was also looming.

Where did the prison seal go through such a battle, and I was suddenly a little at a loss.

"Ahem......!"

He coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then said calmly: "Poor Dao can just take a look for himself!"

When the maid saw that Feng Feng said this, she did not ask, and immediately turned around to entertain the other monks.

Only then did he look at the attic, it was splendid, the glazed colorful beads illuminated the entire hall, and there were pieces of ritual utensils on the blue-veined cloud wooden shelf, and the price was marked below, and more than a dozen maids entertained the monks respectively.

The prison seal walked to the nearest wooden shelf, on which was placed a blood-red magic sword...... See the price above...... Gritted his teeth ......!

He looked at a few more magic weapons, and finally couldn't stand the prison anymore, so he hurriedly walked outside the pavilion.

"It's so expensive, I can't afford to sell this little life. ”

Feng Jian walked out of the attic with a cold sweat on his face, and a single lowest-level magic weapon would cost more than hundreds of spirit stones.

How can you afford it, it's impossible to buy magic weapons in this life!

Feng Prison had a bitter face, and it was better for him to buy it than to wait for him to refine the soul hook lock according to the Yin Treasure Chapter.

Walking around the street, he didn't bother to go in when he saw the shops that bought and sold spirit pills, he didn't have many spirit stones on him, and he couldn't buy a few.

Although he walked through the shops that he saw as strange, he did not forget his main purpose.