For seven or eight days in a row, Zhang Ran rarely walked out of the inn, meditated cross-legged every day, and practiced silently.

Compared with the previous cultivation, the current Zhang Ran can be described as extravagant. There were dozens of brilliant spirit stones lying under him, and he pinched the trick with both hands, like a butterfly flying and a warbler dancing, and the extremely pure spiritual energy swarmed. Those acupuncture points that have been opened make a **-like call, and the "Trick to Breaking the Acupoints" is running densely.

"Bang", "Bang", Zhang Ran seemed to hear a slight cracking sound in two parts of his body, followed by the familiar tearing sensation that he couldn't help but gasp. It's done, the two acupoints and one vein are opened, and he can't help but be overjoyed. If there were more spirit stones, his cultivation would definitely improve by leaps and bounds. It's just that the remaining more than 300 spirit stones in his hand may come in handy, and he can't be extravagant.

When it comes to cultivation, it is good to be brave and diligent, but it is extremely rare for ordinary monks to bury themselves in penance like Zhang Ran, making themselves physically and mentally exhausted.

It's been a long time coming, it's time to go to Fuling City.

Jiang Wangqin saw Zhang Ran walking out of the guest room, her pretty face flushed, and she was ashamed of Meng Lang that day.

"I thought Brother Zhang wasn't going to go to Fuling City. ”

"Why, let's go. ”

The city of Fulingfang is not large, and the two of them quickly found the location of the teleportation array.

A gray building with a long queue at the door. The situation was the same as Zhang Ran's, who were in a hurry to go to Fuling City to participate in the Immortal Gate Conference, and everyone's faces were filled with joy and anxiety. Isn't the hard work of demon hunting just for this moment?

It was Zhang Ran's turn to hand over fifty spirit stones each, and the teleportation array guards handed them two yellow talismans. Zhang Ran followed the example of others, stood in the six-pointed star-shaped circle, slapped the talisman on his body, and a yellow light wrapped himself. I don't know what the guards did, a blinding white light lit up on the circle, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared.

An invisible squeeze made Zhang Ran's chest tight and dizzy, and this feeling lasted for a short time. In an instant, Zhang Ran and the two appeared in a spacious hall. The city of Voling has arrived.

What is displayed in front of you is a huge square, bustling with people, shuttling back and forth, and hurrying around.

Jiang Wangqin's face was pale and she looked at a loss. Zhang Ran smiled at her, which was kind of reassuring her.

The best way to get to know a place is to go to Fang City, where the news is the best.

Fang City was not far away, on the side of the square, Zhang Ran beckoned to Jiang Wangqin, and the two hurried over.

The Fang Market in Fuling City is composed of two parts, the shop area and the stall area. The stalls were all low-level cultivators, some of them made a living from this, and the prices of the things they sold were relatively stable, and most of them were pills, talismans, cheats, and the like; the other part was mostly demon hunters, selling a variety of things, such as animal skins, animal bones, spirit herbs, elixirs, etc., and the prices were chaotic.

Zhang Ran saw a copy of "Qingluo Continental Chronicles" at a stall, picked it up and flipped through it with great interest, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was an introduction to the sect in the book, and he was useful. The middle-aged man guarding the stall immediately said, "Hui Cheng twenty spirit stones." ”

Zhang Ran said with a smile: "How much?"

"Ten spirit stones, the lowest price. The middle-aged man said nervously.

Zhang Ran threw the book on the stall and turned his head to leave.

The middle-aged man immediately got up, how about five yuan?

Zhang Ran stretched out a finger and said, a piece.

Middle-aged people grit their teeth and say at least two pieces. Well, Zhang Ran threw out two spirit stones.

Jiang Wangqin was stunned, this, this is too good to bargain. She was completely convinced by Zhang Ran.

The six major sects of the Qingluo Continent are introduced in great detail in the book, and the strength and characteristics of the sects are clearly stated. The strongest is the Cloud Sword Sect, and the sword cultivation attack is powerful. Secondly, the Beast Control Sect, the unity of man and beast, the power skyrocketed. It is the Heavenly Puppet Gate again, with the help of the puppet, the strength is by no means as simple as one plus one. Ranking fourth is Wanfa Sect, which can be said to be the most featureless sect, although it does not take the path of specialization, but it is inclusive of all rivers and has balanced development. The fifth place is the forbidden talisman door, the forbidden formation, and the enemy is invisible. At the bottom is the Luoxia faction, refining pills and cultivating spiritual herbs, which are the richest.

Which sect you enter is related to your own avenue, so you must be cautious. What do you need? Raise your cultivation to a realm and have a wide range of knowledge. Wanfa Sect is indeed suitable for himself, so he doesn't care about that little bit of fame. After thinking about it, Zhang Ran couldn't help but feel relaxed.

Jiang Wangqin also finished reading the book, Zhang Ran asked her which sect she wanted to enter, she was good, she would go wherever Zhang Ran went, which made Zhang Ran smile bitterly.

Since the last time the Feiyun Sword entered the mountain, it has been damaged and cannot be used. It's too quick to change swords yourself.

"Chen's Refining Pavilion", the door face is decorated luxuriously, and the spirit is extraordinary.

Zhang Ran and the others stepped in, the space was wide, and all kinds of weapons and armor were neatly arranged on the counters on both sides. Zhang Ran browsed unconsciously and wantonly.

The man hurriedly walked over and waited for the guest's orders.

After a circle, Zhang Ran took a fancy to a sword, and saw that its quality was similar to what he had seen in Fulingfang City before, and said, "How about this sword?"

The man flattered and said, "Your Excellency has good eyesight, this is made of fine steel, and it is worth fifty spirit stones." ”

Zhang Ran was speechless, the price was ridiculously high.

Seeing that Zhang Ran didn't react, the guy enthusiastically recommended him: "This is a cold ice sword, the material is made of rare cold jade steel, which is tough and durable." ”

"May I give it a try?"

"Absolutely, please. ”

Zhang Ran held the Ice Sword and was very heavy. Secretly from a sword trick method, the internal force into the sword body, the flow of nature, the mind is connected, a good sword.

Zhang Ran said: "I don't know how much this sword is worth?"

The man said, "Two hundred spirit stones, this is a good thing." ”

Zhang Ran said: "It's good, it's a little expensive." ”

In the end, the Ice Sword was sold for one hundred and eighty fast spirit stones, and it was a business, and the guy was quite happy. Zhang Ran also took the opportunity to get what he wanted. Three days later, the envoys of the major immortal sects will come to Fuling City to recruit disciples. I have to be careful, if I miss this opportunity, I won't even have a place to cry. I don't know if You Ziqi and they are here, but I hope they don't miss it.

After a whole day, the two of them were also exhausted, and they found an inn and stayed for five spirit stones for one night. After this toss, Zhang Ran now only has more than a hundred spirit stones, and he doesn't dare to spend them anymore, otherwise cultivation will become a problem. Jiang Wangqin was a spirit stone that she was reluctant to spend, and I don't know what she thought.

The square of Fuling City is full of smoke, and if you don't care about it, you will collide head-on. Fuling City is just one of them, and the Immortal Gate is recruiting qualified disciples at the same time in all major cities.

There are three people standing on the high platform of the Wanfa Sect, the purple-clothed and long-haired one is Dou Changsheng, the elder of the inner gate, the one with five short figures in the green robe is Gan Wansheng, the elder of the outer gate, and the one in the green robe is also the elder of the outer gate, Hou Li. Offstage were three Qiqi disciples who maintained order, scolding those unruly and anxious guys with dissatisfaction.

Dou Changsheng's eyes were slightly closed, and his face was full of worry.

Gan Wansheng looked at Dou Changsheng cautiously and asked, "Senior Brother Dou, I heard that the boundary gate leading to the West Sea has been loosened, could it be ......?"

Dou Changsheng glanced at him and said helplessly: "Yes, according to the records of the sect, there are less than fifty years before the gate of the realm will be opened. ”

Hou Li muttered quietly: "The world is going to be in chaos again." ”

Gan Wansheng was also in a bad mood, and said angrily: "Recently, the Southern Wilderness Demon Clan has not been in peace, and they have frequently caused trouble. ”

Dou Changsheng's face was solemn, and he said: "No matter what happens in the future, these words will end here, and they must not be passed on." ”

The two arched their hands and said, "Yes, senior brother." ”

They are all divine consciousness transmissions, and others cannot hear them.

Low-level cultivators who are eager to join the sect are like carp crossing the river, and the spirit measuring beads on the platform are uncertain. Dou Changsheng was upset, they were all ordinary third or fourth spirit roots, he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at them. "Boom", a golden glow is as bright as day, metallic single spirit root. Dou Changsheng's eyes were shining, hehe, the sect is blessed. Gan Wansheng and Hou Li looked at Dou Changsheng and smiled, and some of the gloomy atmosphere was swept away. The three of them suddenly came to their senses.

Fu Wushuang to this day, "whoosh", above the spirit measuring platform, thousands of trees are verdant, the greenery is monstrous, and it is a single spiritual root with a wood attribute. The three of them were so happy that they couldn't keep their mouths together, and looked at the other sects proudly. The most important thing in a sect is inheritance, which is the foundation of any sect. Only an extremely excellent spiritual root can make the sect prosperous and immortal for thousands of years.

Zhang Ran squeezed hard for a long time, and finally found the position of Wanfa Sect to recruit disciples. The team of nearly 1,000 people lined up in a long snake formation and quickly advanced forward. Don't look at the huge team just now, in fact, most of them don't have spiritual roots. In less than an hour, there were few people in front of Zhang Ran, and he sighed, it was finally his turn.

Zhang Ran held the spirit bead in his hand, and the two black and red ones flashed like startling snakes. Dou Changsheng showed a hint of a smile: "It's not bad, Shuangling Root, outer disciple." "After that, a disciple came over and led Zhang Ran to the position of the outer disciple. Zhang Ran looked around, and the disciples who started were divided into three groups, and the least group was only two people. The largest group is more than a hundred, and the team where he and Jiang Wangqin are is about twenty. Unexpectedly, the three of You Ziqi were also in the team of outer disciples, and the three of them happily greeted Zhang Ran.

Zhang Ran smiled and nodded, saying hello to the three of them. Seeing three different formations, as soon as I asked You Ziqi, I understood. Those two are Shan Lingen, and they will directly enter the inner door and focus on cultivation. The largest number of people are all those with four spiritual roots and above, and they are miscellaneous disciples. The Wanfa Sect recruited one hundred and fifty disciples in Fuling City this time, and successfully completed the task of the sect.

Dou Changsheng looked at the young man and woman with affectionate eyes, and there was an irrepressible excitement in his heart, and the head of the family would definitely reward himself. Among the more than twenty outer disciples that he didn't care much about, a tall black-clothed young man shocked him beyond measure, and the tricks were unbelievably seventeen. As a monk in the foundation realm, the divine consciousness can easily sense it. Zhang Ran was inexplicably surprised, the old man in purple in front of him was even more unfathomable than Jiang Daolin.

The flying boat jumped into the blue sky and white clouds, Zhang Ran sat silently on the side, and picked up the exercises to practice, while the others looked at the flying boat with novelty. Dou Changsheng looked at Zhang Ran, this kid is very good.