Chapter 37: Young Master of Lingdan Pavilion

Lu San didn't have a sword, but relied on mana to float in the air, and although the houses and pavilions quickly swept under his feet, he was still not close to the inner city.

Looking at the towering inner city, even though he had been here once a few years ago, Lu San was still a little shocked.

The inner city of the poor mountain is majestic, and it is not built on flat ground like the outer city, but on a wide mountain land.

If you look at the mountains from above, they are not too high, but they are still much higher than the outer cities, which is also in line with the posture of a cultivator.

The inner city covers a vast area, accounting for almost one-third of the size of the entire poor mountain city, it stands tall in the center of the poor mountain city, overlooking the low outer city, and facing Yaoyao, the land of bad water six hundred miles away.

It took about half an hour for Lu San to fly to the entrance of the inner city and walk towards the inner city on foot.

If you want to enter the inner city of the poor mountain city, you don't have to pay the entrance fee or show other things, it is the same as the outer city, you can enter and exit freely, but one thing is different from the outer city, the cultivator can fly in the air at will in the outer city, but when you enter the inner city, you can no longer fly freely.

This is because the entire inner city is covered with a forbidden sky array, so that cultivators cannot rise into the air at will.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, such as the law enforcement team in the city, and the monks who cross the sea realm and the higher realms, they can ignore the power of the prohibition.

The former is because there is a token of the circle, and it is not disturbed by the power of the circle.

The latter is that the cultivation realm is too high, the mana is strong, and the heavy power of forbidden air cannot cause much trouble for these big guys, of course, if the power of the large array is opened to the peak, even if it is a strong person who crosses the sea realm, it will be extremely uncomfortable to be suppressed, and the action will be greatly restricted.

However, on weekdays, it is not possible to open the power of the large array to the peak, because if the power of the large array is maintained at full capacity, the resources required will be very huge.

Lu San walked slowly in the inner city, perhaps it was not yet dawn, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, only some shops had opened their doors early, ready to welcome its first customer of the day.

Since he had been here once a few years ago, Lu San was not too unfamiliar with the inner city, and after a while, he came to a restaurant and wanted to eat some breakfast here, the steamed buns here are extremely delicious, and the materials used are also very precious, which is a must in the city.

Although cultivators don't need to eat on weekdays, even lowly monks with low strength can take Bigu Dan, but eating that stuff really can't satisfy their appetite.

Lu San arrived at the store, found a place to sit down, and asked for two steamed buns to eat unhurriedly.

Feeling the delicious taste in his mouth, Lu San had a look of enjoyment on his face, he hadn't eaten for a long time, and now he felt that everything he ate was very fragrant.

After eating the steamed buns, Lu San rested for a while and called the store and gave him a piece of lower grade spirit stone, the store didn't even say that it was needed so much, Lu San just waved his hand, and left the restaurant in the store's thousand thanks.

Since there are mostly cultivators in the inner city of the poor mountain, the currency circulating here is mainly based on spirit stones, but two cages of steamed buns give one spirit stone, and high-rollers like this are rare, no wonder the store is like this.

Lu San walked in the inner city for nearly half an hour, and finally stopped in front of a shop selling pills, this shop occupies a huge area, is a single pavilion, the faΓ§ade is decorated luxuriously and magnificently, although there are only three floors, but in the many shops on the street, it is still extremely conspicuous, the plaque on the door of this shop has the words "Lingdan Pavilion", which is the purpose of Lu San's trip to the poor mountain city.

Lingdan Pavilion is very famous in the inner city of Poor Mountain, the pills sold here are much better in terms of effectiveness than the pills sold in other shops, and the price of the pills is much more expensive than elsewhere.

And the power of the Lingdan Pavilion in the inner city of the poor mountain is also very strong, it belongs to the industry of a first-class sect in Xipingzhou, and the famous alchemy sect at the top, "Dingyang Palace".

Although Dingyang Palace is only second-rate for the entire Beilu Dynasty, because it is a major alchemy sect, it still has a lot of influence in the Beilu Dynasty.

Lu San looked outside the Lingdan Pavilion store, and then walked into the store.

A guy saw Lu San coming in, and hurriedly greeted him, "This immortal master, what is the need?"

"I'm coming to you young master. Lu San showed his intention.

The young master of Lingdan Pavilion is named Cui Lin, who is the person in charge of many industries in Dingyang Palace in Poor Mountain City, and Cui Teng's only son.

"Immortal Master, my family is not in the shop. ”

"Oh, where is he?" asked Lu San.

"At this time, it is estimated that it is in the mansion. ”

"I went to find him, and I said that an old friend had come. As he spoke, Lu San took out a lower grade spirit stone and handed it to the guy.

The guy hurriedly took the spirit stone and said to Lu Sanha: "Thank you for the reward of the Immortal Master, the Immortal Master please go over there to rest for a while, and I will go and invite the young man to come over." ”

After saying that, he went to a fellow and said a few words, and then walked out of the store.

Lu San walked to the table and chair in the store, and instead of sitting down, he took out a book from the storage bag, walked back and forth, and slowly flipped through it.

After a while, another guy came to Lu San with tea, "Immortal Master, please use tea." ”

Lu San nodded, "Just put it on the table." ”

A monk came into the shop, and the man, after putting down his tea, left the place to greet the monk who had come in.

Lu San walked back and forth a few times, sat down on a chair with the book, and continued to read.

As time passed, the number of monks who entered the Spirit Pill Pavilion to buy pills gradually increased, and the originally quiet hall began to gradually become more noisy.

Lu San was not disturbed by the noise, and still read the book with relish.

He didn't notice that one of the monks who had entered the shop had a strange look in his eyes when he saw him, and he walked around the shop casually and left quietly.

Even if Lu San noticed this monk, he wouldn't take it to heart, because whenever the monk who came in, as long as he saw him, he would look at him more or less, and Lu San had already filtered out these gazes.

Of course, except for a few of the female monks, Lu San has a very keen insight into the eyes of the female monks.

The tea on the table was already cold, but because the shop was extremely busy, he didn't bother to greet him anymore.

After nearly a quarter of an hour, Lu San put away the book, ready to go and see if there were any good pills available for purchase, but as soon as he stood up, he saw the guy who had gone to invite Cui Lin enter the store.

"Immortal Master, my family's eldest and youngest are already here, just behind. ”

Before Lu San could reply, he heard a loud voice from outside the store.

"Which old friend is here and anxious to see Ben Shao?"

As the words fell, I saw a young man in a splendid costume with a somewhat fat figure stepping past the door of the store, raising his eyes and scanning the store.