He was originally worried that if he went straight to Heiding as soon as he opened his mouth, he was afraid that he would be indiscriminately priced, so he deliberately asked Qinghe to recommend it.

However, now it seems that in her eyes, the black tripod is very ordinary, which is a bit surprising, is it the reason for the Yuan Ying Eye, only she can detect those faint spiritual lights?

Ye Zhaoming glanced at the Xuanyin Ding lightly, and said, "I want both the Lingyuan Ding and this Black Ding." ”

Qinghe looked stunned, she thought that Ye Zhaoming would choose Xuanyin Ding, but she didn't expect this to be the result, she couldn't see through him for a while, and instinctively had a trace of curiosity.

Untie the ban on the two tripods and present them in front of him.

Ye Zhaoming took out five hundred and one thousand spiritual liquids and handed them to her, and reached out to put the two tripods into the storage ring.

Seeing that he didn't hesitate for a moment, Qinghe didn't seem to take these spiritual liquids to heart, and praised: "Daoyou is so happy, it should be from the Immortal Land Holy Gate, dare to ask where is the Immortal Hidden Land?"

In the spiritual realm, cultivation is spread all over the world, from the spiritual venerable to the mortal commoners, as long as they can cultivate, all of them will devote themselves to it.

And those known realm sects are not where all the power of cultivation lies, heaven and earth hide blessed earth cave sky, or the realm of immortal spirits, there are not a few people who are not born to cultivate and seek immortals, and the hidden world sect is hidden outside the red dust, hidden in the heavenly machine, how can ordinary people know it.

Therefore, it is not surprising to see that although Ye Zhaoming is from the mountains, he can still have such a net worth.

"In fact, there is no realm and no sect, and there is only one idle person. ”

Qinghe's expression flashed, and he said, "It turns out to be a carefree cultivator, which is enviable!"

Ye Zhaoming smiled indifferently.

Ding had been bought, and the two walked out.

When he came to the corridor, Ye Zhaoming inadvertently glanced up to the side, and suddenly stopped, and a delicate bronze ancient bow on the spirit weapon rack attracted his attention.

After following Wu Zhi in the Taiji Mountains for a year, his archery skills have been quite good, and when he saw a spirit bow, he couldn't help but feel a little kind, which was likely to be a powerful weapon in his hand.

"How much ichor is this bow?"

"I didn't expect that Daoists like to use bows, and there is no weak monk with a bow in the spirit world. This bow is called the Falling Star Bow, and all the arrows that come out have the potential to penetrate the sun and the moon, and the grade is on the top, and the price is not expensive, only 60,000 spiritual liquids. ”

Ye Zhaoming didn't bargain, 60,000 spiritual liquid was not much for him, Qinghe took the spiritual liquid, took the falling star bow from the elevated shelf, and handed it to him.

I tried a few times at random, the bow is four feet long, the bowstring is made of Xuanjin brushed, the toughness is excellent, no matter how you use it, it will not be broken or permanently deformed, and it can eventually be restored to the same as before, firm and tight.

Two inches above the inside of the handle of the bow, a bronze round is naturally combined, which is a small storage space for the arrow feathers, and it is very convenient to take the arrow with your mind.

The only flaw is that with Ye Zhaoming's strength, it is a little laborious to pull up the Falling Star Bow, but it can still be pulled away. After a few more attempts, he left Tsukami.

The sunny Yiling City is filled with a lively atmosphere, and the vast majority of the people on the street are mortals who have not cultivated, and they are busy with large or small businesses, and they are all happy with each other.

In the crowd, the two beautiful shadows became a beautiful scenery, attracting many people to stop and watch, and their eyes were full of love and admiration.

One of the women is small and exquisite, although she walks slowly, but her figure gives people a very sense of agility, slender and green silk hanging, with apricots in her eyes, so beautiful that she can't be beautiful.

The posture of the woman next to her is also excellent, but it is slightly bleak in comparison, not to mention that her expression is cold, there is a faint feeling of decay in her eyes, and the whole person shows a deep secular entanglement, and the aura of the small and delicate woman is a little higher.

The small woman spoke: "Sister Xiyan, everything has passed, don't be too sad." ”

"Xiyue, if you find that little * or not, I will definitely peel her and cramp. ”

Cheng Xiyue took Weisheng Xiyan out to relax today, she was bored at home for more than a month, she was really afraid that there would be a problem with this sister's mentality, and the whole person would collapse.

"The master of the Fuzhong Yuan Sea Realm has been chasing for more than twenty days, but still has not found any trace of her, and may have fled far away. ”

"I will definitely not let her go, I want Han Fu to die, there is no one left. ”

"Sister Xiyan, don't worry, I have already given an order to the old man who sent out, and I will not stop if I don't kill Han Xiaoice. ”

While Cheng Xiyue comforted Weisheng Xiyan, her eyes also looked at the scene on the street from time to time, and suddenly her eyes stared in one direction.

Weisheng Xiyan was about to say something, but she found that Cheng Xiyue beside her moved, and moved forward quickly to the right, she thought for a while and followed.

Not long after Ye Zhaoming came out of the mound Yi, he sensed a binding force pressing towards him, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he took the Xuanqing Sword and slashed into the sky, breaking the surrounding binding power.

The force of the collision of the two blew away the pedestrians on the street, and a small woman stood in front of her, who seemed to come from the secluded world and appeared without a trace. The woman's eyes were blazing on her, with a sense of déjà vu, as if she had only seen it not long ago.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene outside Yiling City a month ago, wasn't this woman one of the people who were going out of the city that day.

Why did she attack herself, she had only seen it once, and there was no grudge entanglement, Ye Zhao was puzzled, and looked at Cheng Xiyue with inquiring eyes.

Weisheng Xiyan followed, not understanding why her cousin wanted to make a move on this young man, and she was puzzled. She stood aside and watched quietly, not worried about Cheng Xiyue, no one in Yiling City dared to touch her.

Cheng Xiyue's heart shook and she couldn't speak. A month ago, she sensed that the spiritual power around Ye Zhaoming's body was scattered, and there was no restraining power, which was clearly the appearance of a newly evolved spiritual realm. How could he refine again so quickly and reach the consummation of the Spiritual Transformation Realm!

What made her even more unacceptable was that Ye Zhaoming easily broke through her own spiritual power with the strength of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and Cheng Xiyue couldn't react for a while.

Carefully looking at Ye Zhaoming and the ice mink on his shoulder, Cheng Xiyue's interest in him increased again.

Outside Yiling City that day, the first time I saw Ye Zhaoming, I was attracted by his handsomeness and gentleness and inexplicable transcendence, plus the ice mink, I liked it even more. She likes the little spirit pet the most in her life, and when she meets an extremely tempting one, of course she doesn't want to let go, she must get it.

On the street, when the people saw that there were monks to fight, they stayed away from the middle of the street, they didn't want to die, and the power of the cultivators could strangle them at will, so they didn't want to die in vain.

Ye Zhaoming said to Cheng Xiyue: "Why did the girl attack me?"

"You are good, I will take you as a servant. ”

Cheng Xiyue's demeanor was arrogant, as if she was superior, and the people and things in Yiling City could be regarded as things in her bag as far as she was concerned, and her words did not have the slightest tone of discussion.

Seeing her like this, Ye Zhaoming knew that she must have been in a high position for a long time, and her identity would not be ordinary, this kind of person had already been pampered, and it was a complete waste of words to say anything more to her.