While the monks were talking about it with relish, or talking about it with trepidation, Wang Mo had already entered the inner city with the bloody clothes.

As soon as he entered the inner city, Wang Mo felt a strong aura of heaven and earth rushing to his face, and there was a strong aura everywhere.

This was the first time he had entered the Great City of Monks.

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In the cultivation world, a city with several Yuan Infant Sages is enough to be called a first-class town.

And such a town, both in terms of area and defense, is tens or even hundreds and ten times stronger than ordinary towns.

So, although those two sages were strong, they only dared to collide with momentum, but they didn't dare to really fight.

If they dare to do anything in the city, they will be expelled in the lightest, imprisoned in the worst case, or even killed outright.

Looking at the monks who came and went, and he couldn't even see a single Qi refining monk, and the scene where the monk Jiedan appeared from time to time, Wang Mo also felt something in his heart.

The cultivation of his own Jiazi has always been done behind closed doors, and he rarely communicates with outsiders.

As far as the eye can see, the streets are full of monks who set up stalls like the outer city, but they have only changed their cultivation from refining qi to building a foundation, and the location has only moved from the outer city to the inner city.

In the midst of the loud voices, Wang Mo's heart suddenly rose with irritability, and his face was ugly, and he couldn't help but look up: "Could it be that this heaven and earth are also cages."

"Snort."

Shaking his head slightly, he laughed at himself.Removing this somewhat ridiculous thought from his mind.Wang Mo's face returned to calm.

Even though his mind recovered, he could faintly hear a voice in his heart, but when he tried to listen carefully, he could no longer hear it, as if everything was an auditory hallucination.

"This senior, you are coming to Tianyuan City for the first time, junior Liu Yongcai, is quite familiar with the inner city, if you need anything, you can ward junior."

Just as Wang Mo was thinking, a slightly slippery voice came from his ears.

Looking sideways, I saw a dark and thin middle-aged monk, looking at the bloody clothes with a flattering face, and his eyes swept over Wang Mo from time to time.

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and the bloody clothes were expressionless all the time.

Although the bloody clothes are only eleven or twelve years old, their breath is a real early stage of the knot.

"Take this sect to the place where the elixir spirit grass is sold." Wang Mo thought for a moment, then controlled the bloody clothes and glanced at him lightly.

This Liu Yongcai is a clever person at first glance, and it is a good choice as a guide.

"Yes, yes, senior, please." Liu Yongcai's face froze, and his eyes were as if he had seen him in the bottom of his heart.

"Hmm." Bloody clothes took the lead with an expressionless face.

Originally, there were a few people around who wanted to come forward to talk, but seeing that Liu Yongcai had succeeded, he turned around and looked for other targets.

There are many monks who come and go in this Heavenly Abyss City every day, and it is easy to get the monks who need them.

"Liu Daoyou is a person from Tianyuan City." Wang Mo followed him, and he casually climbed the "Listening to the Tide Pavilion" to update the fastest, and talked with his hands.

"Oh, no, fellow Daoists should know that the right to live in this inner city is so rare, where can people like us who have no roots and no roots can get it." Liu Yongcai's face was gloomy when he heard this.

"Then there is a place for monks to communicate in this city." Wang Mo bowed slightly, indicating that he understood.

"Yes, why do you still need to communicate with others?" Liu Yongcai saw that he was very talkative, and he didn't have the bad temper of other backing monks.

"Hehe, it's not, the family teacher has been in retreat all year round, and he has just left the customs recently, and he wants to find some channels to communicate with him, so as to lay the foundation for his future cultivation and entry." Wang Mo smiled slightly.

"I see, this is easy to do, there is a place in Tianyuan City called Guangyuan Tower, which is in the east of the city, whether it is the Zhuji Venerable, or the Sect Master of Jiedan, or even the Yuan Infant Sage, there is a place to communicate there, but it is quite expensive to enter there." Liu Yongcai cautiously glanced at the bloody clothes, and then said in detail.

"Are there any rules in this building?" Wang Mo's eyes lit up, and he had an idea in his heart.

"Rules, of course, there are, but most of them are forbidden to fight, and the monks at each stage can only go to the places where the monks of the same level can go, for example, the Zhuji monks can't go to the places where the Jiedan monks gather, but the Jiedan monks can go to the places where the Jiedan monks gather to explain some cultivation experience, but this kind of situation is rare, after all, it ......" Liu Yongcai's expression was relaxed, but in the end, Chong Wang Mo raised his eyebrows.

"Huh." Wang Mo smiled slightly, and his chin head showed that he understood.

There are very few high-ranking monks who look down on low-level monks, although every high-ranking monk has cultivated from a low-level monk.

But after tasting the pain and sadness, after naturally ascending to a high position, he will treat others like this, and vent all that he has suffered at the beginning.

This phenomenon can be said to be the case nine out of nine, but there are also a very small number of people.

The two chatted all the way, Liu Yongcai told some interesting stories about Tianyuan City from time to time, and introduced the special treasures near Tianyuan City.

Although Tianyuan City occupies an extremely large area, the people who come and go are all monks, even if they move around at will, and the distance is extremely fast.

Liu Yongcai led the two of them all the way for about a quarter of an hour before arriving at a shop called 'Bai Ling Pavilion'.

In front of the tall courtyard, there are two two-meter-high jade lions, which are shining with streamers, and the carving is exquisite, which looks vivid.

But Wang Mo recognized it at a glance.These two jade lions are clearly two magic weapons.And they are complementary to the surrounding prohibitions.

This kind of treasure that can be combined with the formation prohibition is not as effective as the formation flag, but it is also quite rare.

"This Bai Ling Pavilion's handiwork is not small, it seems that this Heavenly Abyss City is really the right one." Wang Mo said secretly in his heart.

"Senpai, this is it." Coming closer, Liu Yongcai hurriedly took a few steps forward and introduced to Xueyi.

"Hmm." The bloody clothes were noncommittal and walked inside.

"Senpai inside, please." As soon as the three of them turned to the shop, two servants hurriedly greeted them in front of the door, and one of them gave Liu Yongcai a vague look.

Liu Yongcai bowed his head slightly, and led the bloody clothes and Wang Mo to walk inside.

Wang Mo's sharp eyes found that there was a small jade pendant around the servant's waist, and as the bloody clothes passed by, yellow light flashed three times in succession.

When he and Liu Yongcai walked by, it was only twice, and it was orange.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth turned up slightly, he recognized that it was a kind of strange treasure that detected cultivation, but his own ability to hide his aura was too strong, so he deceived it.

This is also the disadvantage of this kind of exotic treasure, but there are some extremely high-level treasures, but it can get rid of this disadvantage.

And Liu Yongcai and the servant were obviously acquaintances, and I think that every time he received a customer, this Bai Ling Pavilion would take a part of the consumption as a commission.

If it is only based on the reward obtained by the leadership of the high-ranking monk, I am afraid that it is not enough to satisfy the cultivation of a foundation building monk.

Entering the Bai Ling Pavilion, Wang Mo found that he still underestimated the shops in this big city, and this Bai Ling Pavilion was obviously not built by ordinary forces.

It is only a layer of 100 zhang in size, and there are various shelves in different categories.

There is no pill in these jade bottles, only the name, effect, and price of the pill are engraved.

The monk chooses what he needs from these jade bottles, and as long as he enters a piece of vitality, he activates the hidden formation prohibition within it, and someone will come to inquire about it immediately.

However, in this hall, there were only second-order elixirs and a few third-order primary-level elixirs.

Liu Yongcai skillfully walked to the second floor with bloody clothes and Wang Mo, and after a while, he explained the need to a person who seemed to be in charge.

The man had obviously dealt with Liu Yongcai from time to time, and he was only a little respectful to a monk like Xueyi, so he arranged a private room to wait.

......

In the center of Tianyuan City, there is a huge courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, covering an area of dozens of miles.

There are many high-level buildings in the city lord mansion of Tianyuan City, and there are separate cave mansions in them.

If it is said that the vitality of the outer city of Tianyuan City is three times stronger than that of the outside of the city, then the inner city is twice that of the outer city, and this city lord's mansion, as the control center of the entire Tianyuan City's formation prohibition, is five times that of the inner city.

The intensity of the city can be imagined, and this is the reason why most of the low-ranking monks desperately want to live in the inner city.

Although many monks do it to save resources, more often than not, they do it to speed up their cultivation, in the hope that they can enter a higher realm and enjoy more longevity in their lifetime.

And at this time, in a quaint cave house, more than a dozen people were sitting down to discuss something.

"Great Elder Yuanming, seeing that the Heavenly Demon Abyss is about to crack again, I don't know how to decide this quota." An old man in a black robe rushed up to a handsome young man dressed in white and asked.

Listen to his words, this young man is none other than Luo Yuanming, one of the Great Elders of Tianyuan City.

"Hehe, Blood Soul Sect Lu Daoyou, wait a minute, this is not in a hurry, please come over, but I want to discuss another matter." Luo Yuanming smiled slightly.

The words were light and stressless.It was hard to imagine that this person was the top powerhouse who could make two tense primordial sages stop with just one sentence.

"Great Elder Yuanming is what he said about the thirtieth annual trading event." Another middle-aged monk raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Luo Feng, the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, who was disrespectful and disrespectful, Luo Daoyou was right, it was this trade fair." Luo Yuanming smiled slightly, and bowed to him.