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Affected by the battle, the surrounding area was in shambles.

After Ding Ye looked around, he packed up the loot and left.

first found a place to heal his wounds, and then counted the gains of this battle.

Among them, the biggest gain was naturally that small piece of jet-black iron - a high-grade defensive magic weapon, in terms of the solidity of the body alone, it surpassed his Wind Thunder Jade Plate.

After all, the Wind Thunder Jade can also inspire a layer of wind and thunder protection.

In addition, there are also some pills, spirit stones, medium-grade magic weapons, low-grade magic weapons, demon pills, and sundries.

The harvest is not too big, not too small, nothing particularly noteworthy.

This made Ding Ye sigh slightly.

Although he knew very well in his heart that like last time, it was luck to accidentally find a treasure map after killing people and seizing treasures, and it was impossible to do this every time, on the contrary, it was the norm to harvest mediocre like now, but people would always have some expectations and illusions, especially after getting such a big harvest last time, Ding Ye was naturally no exception.

However, he quickly adjusted his mind, and after a slight sigh of disappointment, he threw away some of the useless and unwanted things, such as personal belongings, and packed up the rest, and continued on his way.

......

Shi Xuncheng is still the same as when he left.

Stepping through the city gates and into the streets, you will still encounter only some mortals.

Walking on the road, no one recognized Ding Ye.

First, it was afternoon, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, not to mention, only a small number of people in the neighborhood had seen Ding Ye.

Second, more than half a year has passed.

For mortals, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea every day, such a long time is enough for many trivial things to happen.

A lively scene more than half a year ago, who will remember it clearly?

For most of the onlookers at the time, there was only the impression that "a passing young man killed the fat man of Shentu with a sword".

They didn't know about the battle that followed, only that since then, the three brothers of Shentu Fat Man had disappeared, and the young man who passed by had also disappeared.

As for the appearance of the young man, it is rather vague, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead.

Of course, no one knows that doesn't stop everyone from using their imaginations.

After confirming that the three brothers of Shentu Fat Man were indeed no longer in Shixun City, many people in the inn began to swear and talk about the battle with others as if they had seen each other.

Some people say that the young man slapped his palm lightly, and the three Shentu brothers were smashed into ashes, and then floated away, and some people say that after the three Shentu brothers killed the young man, they felt that Shixun City was a sad place, and then left gloomily, and some people even said that when the three Shentu brothers and the young man were fighting to the end, a monk who happened to pass by during the foundation building period and felt that it was an eyesore, so they wiped them all out.

People who say different things often fight over each other.

After about a month, the excitement gradually dissipated.

At this time, one of the parties at that time, the young man, was walking on the road like this, and no one recognized him.

After finding someone to inquire a little, Ding Ye walked towards the place where the monks of Shixun City gathered.

This is no secret in the first place, and most mortals in the city know about it.

......

A moment later.

He came to the area where the monks gathered in Shixun City.

It is also the place where the city's triennial small trade fair is held.

However, to his surprise, this area was actually shrouded in a thick white fog, and it was impossible to see the situation inside from the outside.

And today's cloudless and good weather is naturally impossible to form such a thick white fog.

Obviously, this is a formation, probably a maze or something.

Ding Ye thought about it in a blink of an eye, and figured it out.

Whether this formation exists all year round, he doesn't know.

But in his opinion, this formation should have been temporarily arranged for the purpose of the trade fair, in case mortals entered, which was more likely.

Thinking so, he waved his hand and shot out a spiritual power, which sank into the dense fog, and the mist suddenly tumbled and surged.

Then, Ding Ye stood quietly in place and waited.

Soon, the fog moved again.

The mist parted in both directions, revealing a trail.

A blue-clothed monk held a small black flag the size of a palm, walked out of it, and when he saw Ding Yehou, his expression was a little respectful, he quickened his pace, stepped forward and saluted, "Senior, are you here to participate in the Shixun City Fair?"

"Hmm. Ding Ye glanced at the small black flag in his hand and nodded.

"Senior, please come with me. The blue-clothed monk said respectfully, and only after Ding Ye nodded again did he walk in front to lead the way for Ding Ye.

Walking into the thick fog, the fog automatically separates the two of them by a path.

After walking only a few dozen steps, the two walked out of the thick fog.

But Ding Ye knew that if this was a mortal, without the small black flag, he might not be able to get out of it for a few days.

As for himself, he didn't know if he could force his way through, but since he was here to attend the fair, there was obviously no need to do so.

Because the fog covers the entire area, the first thing you see when you get out of this thick fog is not the trade fair grounds, but the pavilions on both sides of the road.

There are courtyards, restaurants, and shops......

Carved beams and painted columns, flying eaves and flowing pavilions, unevenly sitting, the layout is ingenious and fine, and the degree of luxury is far better than the place where mortals gather in the city.

However, after Ding Ye looked at it slightly, he withdrew his gaze.

Shixun City was a small city after all, and these buildings were actually not comparable to the Xuanyan City and Quyong City he had seen, even if they were much worse than the Thunder Bamboo City.

It's just that he just walked over from the gathering place of the mortals in Shixun City, and what he saw all the way, and then compared with here, he had a little amazement.

"Seniors. The blue-robed monk bowed, "From here, go all the way, but in a moment, it will be where the fair will be." If you have anything you need, you can look for it at the trade fair or look at the nearby shops. In addition, if the seniors wanted to sell something at the fair, they could rent a stall there for a small amount of spirit stones. There are still eight days left before the end of the fair, and I wish the seniors some harvest during the period, and the juniors will leave first. ”

Ding Ye nodded, and the blue-clothed monk retreated, walked into a nearby alley, and soon disappeared.

"The trade fair ......" Ding Ye muttered in his heart, raising his leg and walking over there.

Look, of course he wants to see, maybe he can find something good.

In addition, he could also take this opportunity to sell some useless things in his hand and exchange them for spirit stones.

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