The three of them are not weak cultivators, although Wang Liang, who has cultivated to the ninth level of Qi cultivation, pretended to be a child, but he also moved forward quickly with the support of Jiao Niang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Soon, the figure of the four people appeared in front of a small mountain bag, although the mountain bag is not high, but the mountain bag is lush with trees, the most surprising thing is that at this time the sky is just dusk, but there is a layer of dense fog here, it is not clear what it looks like.

"Little Brother Qin, you see, this is the opening place of this Scattered Cultivation Workshop City. Wang Zifeng pointed to the dense fog on the mountain and said.

Looking at Qin Ziyang's puzzled eyes, Wang Zifeng explained: "Every time the Loose Cultivation Conference is held, there will be two to five foundation building seniors presiding, and this dense fog is also an open space that they use the formation to isolate to ensure the safety of this place. ”

"Oh, I see. Qin Ziyang nodded, expressing understanding.

With the eyes of his refining master, he had already discovered that this formation was just a simple aura isolation formation, so as to ensure that it would not be discovered by monks with evil intentions in the distance.

The other is to prevent mortals from accidentally breaking in.

"Brother Qin, wait a minute, I will inform the monks in the workshop to open the formation. After speaking, Wang Zifeng took out a transmission note from his arms, and the magic trick was played, and the transmission note turned into a piece of fire and rushed into the mist, and soon disappeared.

"Little Brother Qin, I don't know what you have to do when you go to Qingyang Sect this time?" Wang Zifeng watched the firelight disappear into the dense fog, turned around and asked.

"Of course, I went to Qingyang Sect this time to accept apprentices, but I can't hide it, my junior brother I have unqualified qualifications, but because I have a little incense with Qingyang Sect, my father specially asked me for the opportunity to join Qingyang Sect and worship Qingyang Sect to practice. Qin Ziyang smiled slightly.

"Ah, little brother Qin is really lucky!" Wang Zifeng praised, but his eyes were a little gloomy.

Qin Ziyang was secretly aware of it and was silent. Although he didn't know what this Wang Zifeng was thinking, he could probably guess it. It is nothing more than his son's dual spirit root qualifications, but because of the identity problem, the chance of entering the Qingyang Sect to practice is very slim, and he can easily enter the Qingyang Sect because of the identity of the Xiuzhen family.

"Where, little brother, I'm just lucky, how can I compare to your son's double spirit root qualification!"

Wang Zifeng's face changed slightly, but he still smiled and thanked him.

At this time, the dense fog in front of the four people suddenly began to roll, and a stone path that could be walked by three or four people appeared in front of the four people.

Qin Ziyang and Wang Zifeng glanced at each other, and in the end, it was Wang Zifeng who took the lead in entering the trail, followed by Jiao Niang and Wang Liang. In the end, Qin Ziyang carefully looked at the path, a sneer appeared in his heart, and he followed behind the three of them and walked into the fog.

The road seemed long, and the fog obscured it was impossible to see ahead, but after walking for less than a quarter of an hour, it suddenly became clear to the four of them.

It was a huge clearing surrounded by countless trees, surrounded by unknown spiritual flowers and grasses, and there were four or five paths leading in different directions in the distance. Obviously, this Scattered Workshop City is not just a road for Qin Ziyang and them to come.

The entire area of the open space is not small, and with Qin Ziyang's divine thoughts, the area is about a quarter the size of Wolong City. In the middle of the clearing, there is a large area of dozens of wooden houses of different styles, and a large number of monks in different costumes are coming and going.

The surrounding crowd was in groups of three or five, and some even more than a dozen people acted together. With Qin Ziyang's eyes, it is enough to see that most of these people are divided into two kinds of people.

One is that one or two children with good qualifications came out of the small Xiuzhen family, and the elders of the family escorted them here to participate in the Qingyang Sect's apprenticeship ceremony.

The second type is a casual cultivation that acquainted with each other, gathered together for various reasons, and went to the Qingyang Sect in the hope of looking for an opportunity to enter the Qingyang Sect at the Disciple Acceptance Ceremony.

As for Qin Ziyang's acting alone, there are very few.

As soon as Qin Ziyang wanted to act, he heard Wang Zifeng shouting not far away: "Little Brother Qin, this way!"

Seeing the people around him looking at him strangely, Qin Ziyang had no choice but to walk in the direction of Wang Zifeng. Along the way, he found that there was a mixture of fish and dragons here, and most of the cultivators' cultivation was around the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and very few saw the early stage of Qi cultivation. Even if there were, I would be accompanied by two or three monks in the middle and late stages of Qi cultivation.

As for the monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation, Qin Ziyang didn't find a few along the way.

"Little Brother Qin, I don't know if you have anything to exchange for?" Wang Zifeng looked at the crowd around him and asked.

"At this time, you don't have to worry about Brother Wang. Qin Ziyang said with a smile: "This time, the father of the Qingyang Sect and his party has prepared for the younger brother, and now he has the right to play." ”

Hearing Qin Ziyang's words, Wang Zifeng's eyes flashed, and he said, "That's fine, my brother has something urgent to do now, and I can't accompany you for the time being." In this way, this is a tonal note, little brother Qin, take it, if there is anything I will remind you, how about it?"

As he spoke, Wang Zifeng handed over a tone note.

"It's okay, little brother, I just want to take this opportunity to have a good time. Qin Ziyang took the note and put it in his arms and said with a smile.

"Okay, little brother Qin, you can take a good walk, although our scattered cultivation strength is not comparable to that of your family's children, but in other aspects, it is incomparably better. ”

"It's fine. Little brother, just take a look at it casually and inform me if there is something. ”

After speaking, the two said goodbye, and Wang Zifeng, Jiao Niang and Wang Liang walked towards a wooden house in the middle of the clearing.

Watching the three of them leave, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Qin Ziyang's mouth, but there was a hint of playfulness in his heart: "The three monks in the middle and late stages of Qi cultivation are actually so attentive to me, a waste of the third layer of Qi training, there are definitely ghosts!"

"If you have to rush into the Qingyang Sect on this trip, you can't make any extraneous branches along the way, and you three of you would have been refined into a Blood Bone Demon a long time ago!"

Thinking like this, Qin Ziyang threw Wang Zifeng and the three of them out of his head and walked towards the stall in the open space.

This time, the stalls of the monks in the city of the Scattered Workshop were all arranged around the small wooden buildings in the middle of the venue. And those who wandered around the venue gathered together in twos and threes, and not only exchanged ideas around the stalls.

With the strength of Qin Ziyang's divine thoughts, he had already found three breaths in the small wooden building, which was obviously higher than the breaths of most of the monks here. The organizers of this workshop are none other than three foundation building monks.

At this time, it is late, and there is a two-person high wooden pillar inserted in the square every ten meters, and each wooden pillar is inlaid with a huge night pearl, which illuminates the square like day.

Qin Ziyang walked into the square along the flow of people, and found that these stalls placed around the square were some very ordinary things, most of them were low-level spirit grass, demon beast fur, blood, and the most precious ones were those pills that could increase cultivation.

With Qin Ziyang's current eyes, he really didn't have any interest in these low-level materials, not to mention the corpse of the dragon that was more than ten meters long in the storage bag, and his blood was stronger than any low-level elixir.

As for magic weapons and the like, with the Ancient Treasure Crying Soul Mirror, he is enough to be proud of most Qi cultivation cultivators, even if the foundation building monk is photographed by this Soul Crying Mirror, he will also hate it. Not to mention, he also had a rune treasure given by the Elder of the Wood Spirit Temple.

Suddenly, Qin Ziyang frowned. He suddenly found that although he had a lot of treasures on him, he didn't have a magic weapon to take advantage of. He had robbed the disciples of Qingyang Sect of two flying swords before, but they were not suitable for use in Qingyang Sect, so he gave them to his eldest brother and asked him to find a way to deal with them.

During this time, he was busy with blood sacrifice fire poisonous ants and warm health Yuan Fruit, and he actually forgot about it.

It seems that before entering the Qingyang Sect, you have to find one or two magic weapons to take advantage of.