At the moment when he followed Xiao Er upstairs, Fang Shaoyuan noticed that the three Merge Realm cultivators who had not been looking at him since he entered the inn actually looked at him at the same time, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a faint smile, Fang Shaoyuan didn't care about the gaze that fell on him, and went up the stairs to the third floor with a slump.

Pushing open the door, Fang Shaoyuan glanced at it, but found that this guest room was very ordinary, not as luxurious as imagined, to put it mildly, this grade of guest room in an ordinary inn in a small county town, can only be regarded as mid-range, and the so-called Tianzi number room, and regarded as a status symbol of the top guest room is really far away.

"Guest officer, what do you need, just say, if there is nothing to do, the little one will go down first!" Xiao Er said with a smile on his face.

"Wait a minute!" Fang Shaoyuan stopped Xiao Er, who turned around, "By the way, what kind of conditions do you need to stay in this Tianzi room, I see that the one just now seems to be very angry, isn't it that I don't meet the conditions?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Er's eyes, and then replied with a smile: "The guest officer is too worried, the Tianzi room of our hotel does have a threshold, and not everything can be entered, but the guest officer naturally meets the conditions set by my hotel, otherwise the small one will not dare to take you to stay at will!"

"What other questions do you have for the guest officer?"

Facing the harmonious and respectful Xiao Er, Fang Shaoyuan nodded and said, "Okay, there's nothing to ask, you can get busy!"

Seeing Xiao Er gently close the door, Fang Shaoyuan's face showed a hint of thought, he can be a shopkeeper in the Fit Realm, his Ping An Inn is really not simple, and he doesn't know what kind of person the owner of this inn will be.

Opening the south window, Fang Shaoyuan stood quietly and looked at the bustling people below, these people had different expressions, some were elated, as if they had received some great benefits, and some were depressed, and they should have suffered a lot of setbacks.

Suddenly, Fang Shaoyuan sensed that something seemed to be secretly watching him, and immediately looked in the direction, but found nothing, his face was still extremely calm, and he continued to watch the window for a while, and then looked at the window again.

When Fang Shaoyuan went downstairs again, he found that the restrained Yuan Shen Realm big man was gone, Fang Shaoyuan didn't care about this, he walked out of the inn and walked onto the street, as if walking aimlessly.

It was less than a hundred miles away from Xueze, and there was even a faint smell of blood in the air, but the people here seemed to be used to it, and they all looked the same.

The feeling of being targeted appeared here, the corners of Fang Shaoyuan's mouth raised slightly, and he continued to walk forward with his hands behind his back.

Along the way, he listened carefully to the conversations of all the people around him, with Fang Shaoyuan's current cultivation, no matter how small and mixed the voices of these people were, they could still be clearly distinguished, and Fang Shaoyuan also wanted some people to inquire about some situations, intentionally or unintentionally.

Here, behind every shop that can be opened is a great origin, Ping An Pharmacy is opened by the Liu family, one of the four major families in Beizhou, and the refining shop is set up by the Ruyi Sect, one of the eight major sects in Beizhou, as for the Ping An Inn where Fang Shaoyuan stayed, it is quite mysterious, no one knows who opened it, but no one has ever dared to make trouble here, because the people who have made trouble have been dealt with one by one.

It is said that there was a cave in the void of the scattered cultivators in the inn back then, and was finally slapped to death.

Therefore, some people speculate that this Ping'an Inn is backed by immortals from the heavenly realm.

In addition, Fang Shaoyuan also inquired that although there were many crises in this blood, there were also many heaven and earth spiritual objects in it, and the bloody grass was just one of them, and there were even many high-quality magic weapons and advanced cultivation techniques, which were said to have been left by the strong men of the Great War in ancient times.

There used to be a lucky kid, but he was the cultivation of the Jindan Realm, but he inadvertently got the inheritance of an ancient powerhouse, and his cultivation increased dramatically all the way, and he cultivated to the peak of the cave void in just five hundred years.

With these living examples of getting rich overnight, it has stimulated the passion of the entire Beizhou cultivation community to come to hit the big luck.

However, this kind of thing has always been something that ordinary people can't encounter, and if you want to gain something in this blood, the most important thing is to rely on your own cultivation.

The strongest and most powerful people in the North Continent have set up bases here, and from time to time, there will be elders in the sect or strong people in the family with their disciples and juniors to come to the trial, of course, if they themselves have needs, they will also come alone.

Based on this, Fang Shaoyuan speculated that the old Dao of the Merge Realm should be an elder of a sect and the like who came to the trial with his disciples, and as for the four men with strange lines on their faces, they should be peers from a certain sect or family who came to get what they wanted.

Only the great monk, judging from the fact that he looked back at the four big men from time to time, seemed to come from them.

It wasn't until he returned to the inn that Fang Shaoyuan felt that the gaze staring at him had disappeared, but he thought it should be hidden in the dark.

For three days, Fang Shaoyuan always went out for a stroll during the day and came back at night, and the gaze that peeped secretly never disappeared.

Three days later, after Fang Shaoyuan retired from the guest room, he embarked on the last bit of the journey to Xueze.

The hundred-mile road was really a matter of blink of an eye for Fang Shaoyuan, and when he saw a place shrouded in blood mist, he knew that the blood was right in front of him.

Sure enough, before this entered the blood, Fang Shaoyuan felt a cold aura drilling straight into his body, but Fang Shaoyuan's body had the thunder method of being rigid to yang, and this yin qi could not get close at all.

In the face of this cold aura, the low-level monks used fire talismans one after another, and a ball of flame appeared in front of and behind them, just enough to dispel this cold aura, no wonder Fang Shaoyuan saw that the business of the talisman points here was extremely prosperous, but most of the talismans sold were auxiliary talismans, and few were offensive, it turned out that it was caused by hesitation.

As for those high-level cultivators, their own mana was profound, and the cold aura on the edge of this blood had no effect on them.

Seeing their method of entering the blood zeal, Fang Shaoyuan was indifferent and prepared to step into the blood zeal.

"Hey, this fellow Daoist, you're crazy, you want to break into the blood without preparing anything, and it's not such a way to find death!" Suddenly, a voice sounded, and at the same time, a hand stretched out towards Fang Shaoyuan.

Fang Shaoyuan's heart moved, and he didn't stop this hand, but was pulled back by it.