Outside Huaquan City, there was still that thick white mist, covering the city tightly.

He Miaomiao stood in front, pinched his hands under He Zhengchu's signal, and punched out runes one after another into the white mist, and soon the huge city in his memory appeared.

Huaquan City is the largest immortal cultivation city in the Lingnan Mountains, covering an area larger than the small sects of the Zhoushan School and the Mingshan School.

At the gate of the city, there were still two monks in the Qi refining period, sitting aside to collect the entrance fee to the city.

He Miaomiao looked at the familiar scenes, and suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if she had seen the past through the present, but it was so far away that it seemed like a previous life.

After entering the city, the shops and inns inside are bustling, and the monks come and go on the street, but they are not crowded at all.

Huaquan City does not belong to any sect or faction, and the lord of the city is also elected every fifty years.

The lord of the city not only needs to cultivate in the middle stage or above, but also needs to have a good name, and after going through a fighting method that does not harm his life, he will also let the resident monks in the city vote, and the last victorious can be held.

In the fifty years of being the city lord, the resources that can be obtained are not half a star, so many Yudan Sanxiu are willing to fight.

Today's Huaquan City Lord Wei Changfeng took office more than 40 years ago, when he was already in the late stage of the Yudan, and now he has entered the consummation of the Yudan.

He managed Huaquan City in an orderly manner, and he also stipulated that as long as the monk paid the entrance fee of a spirit stone, he would be protected by the city lord's mansion in the city.

No matter what kind of cultivation you do, you must not make trouble in the city or outside the city within a radius of fifty miles, otherwise you will be arrested by the guards as flouting the rules of the city and thrown into the Absolute Soul Prison.

Such rules are simply a blessing for low-ranking monks.

There are not many high-ranking monks in the Lingnan Mountain Range, they are not afraid of fighting, and they are not afraid of someone coming to rob them.

However, the monks in the Qi refining period and the early stage of foundation building accounted for most of the number of people in the entire immortal cultivation world, as long as there was a storage bag, they couldn't wait to cover it tightly when they went out.

For more than 40 years, Huaquan City's status in the Lingnan Mountains has skyrocketed, which has greatly increased the trading volume and made the city have the prosperous atmosphere it has today.

The city lord Wei Changfeng naturally became the first person in the mind of the scattered cultivators.

However, there are rumors in the immortal cultivation world that he likes to play with beautiful fresh corpses, and not only that, but the corpses also need to be brother and sister.

But as soon as this absurd statement spread, it was disrupted by the uneven scattered cultivation.

After the three of them entered the city, they walked for a long time before renting a low-class cave house in a deserted-looking inn called Cyclamen.

The cave with the thinnest aura in cyclamen also needs five lower-grade spirit stones every day. But the aura and environment are much better than those of Fulong City Cave Mansion, and the price is naturally more expensive.

I didn't go to pick spirit plants for two months, plus the scattered ones, all of them only had four hundred spirit stones, but fortunately, they robbed a few monks on the way to Huaquan City, which was another hundred.

"Miao Miao, you are becoming more and more familiar with the practice of needle condensation, but there is almost no possibility of further progress. Now that it's in the advanced advanced stage, what are your plans for magic weapons?"

The three of them rested in the cave for a while, and He Zhengchu asked about it.

He Miaomiao nodded and said, "Before, in the Divine Weapon Pavilion in Fulong City, I played with the sword for a while, and I always felt that it was not suitable. However, the needle condensation technique reminded me of the needle-type magic weapon, if it can be practiced well, the power is no less than that of a sword. ”

"Hmm..."He Zhengchu pondered for a moment before he said: "The needle-shaped magic weapon can attack from a distance or sneak attack, but the defense and close attack are weak. However, it is enough to use it during the Qi refining period, and I don't like to change it to something else in the future. ”

He Zhengchu's words are not because of the extra money burned, but because of the scattered cultivation that grabs a sword today, and may grab a sword tomorrow, and even if he is unlucky, he will grab some unpopular magic weapons, and anything is possible.

The price of the second magic weapon is very high, especially the things from unknown sources in the hands of scattered cultivators, and when they arrive at the store, the original price of five hundred spirit stones may also be pressed to two hundred spirit stones.

Therefore, everyone has a high grade, and they use it for a period of time, and it is really not easy to sell it.

"Well, the magic weapon is not in a hurry beforehand. He Miaomiao felt that it was better to find the Positive Blood Pill and wait for He Zhengchu to fully recover. The three of them had been refining their qi during the three periods, and when they arrived near Huaquan City, they were not as easy to come back alive as the Thousand Medicine Valley.

"I'll go to the Yiyuan Pavilion with Quan Ling to find that medicine elder, and you'll be better off in the cave. ”

"Why is this?" He Miaomiao was confused.

"I also heard about the name of Yao Lao many years ago, and he has been looking for news of strange fires since the foundation building period. After looking for so many years, there must be some unknown detection methods, and you are afraid that it will be dangerous if you go. ”

He Miaomiao was helpless, so she had to nod in agreement. "Okay, then be careful yourself, don't forget what Nian Youlan wants to bring. ”

He Zhengchu and He Quanling went out of the cave, and at the door, they used a first-order high-grade formation to lay out a formation to isolate the detection of divine sense, and then opened the formation that came with the cave, so they went out with confidence.

In fact, you don't have to be so careful when you live in an inn in Huaquan City, but a few people are used to being cautious, and it's always good to be more precautionary.

He Miaomiao sat in the cultivation room, and first let the spiritual power circulate for a small Zhou Tian before returning to the dantian.

The cultivation has been completely stabilized, and no further cultivation will have much effect, so she decided to preliminarily refine the alien fire first.

As soon as her mind moved, the fire spiritual power immediately stepped forward, wrapping the orange flame the size of a bean grain, and as her divine sense invaded little by little, the strange fire finally moved.

"Sure enough, it will not be until the late stage of qi refining that it can be slightly urged. ”

Surrounded by spiritual power, the alien fire only trembled slightly, and even continued to resist He Miaomiao's divine sense.

Spiritual creatures such as alien fire have their own will, which is different from spiritual intelligence, and is an innate wildness.

Monks need to use spiritual power and divine consciousness to refine at the same time, break the will of the spirit creature itself, and mark it with their own breath and imprint, so that the refining can be considered successful.

He Miaomiao's cultivation is still too low, and before the foundation building period, he can only carry out preliminary refining and eliminate the will of about two percent of the different fires.

If you forcibly eliminate more, you will only be exhausted and will be taken advantage of by the strange fire, but it will become its great nourishment.

He Miaomiao watched as the fire spiritual power became less and less, and half of the divine consciousness was also consumed in the continuous tug-of-war, but the will of the alien fire was still ninety percent.

The scorching heat in her body radiated from the inside out, making her fair skin begin to reddened slightly, and the temperature of her dantian was even hotter.

Fortunately, with the decrease of the spiritual power of the fire, the resistance of the alien fire was no longer so fierce, and she probed her divine sense into it in one go, and punched her own mark in one go, so as not to completely exhaust the spiritual power and divine sense.

Twenty percent of the will was completely eliminated, He Miaomiao was so tired that she lay on the ground, her fingers couldn't move, and she recovered for a while before she felt that the strange fire seemed to have a slight connection with herself, which was very subtle.

He Miaomiao's heart moved, and the orange flame immediately flashed out of the dantian, jumping around with her fingertips under her control, and there was no more irritability when attacking and dead silence when unrefined.