Ye Quan knew that the situation was stronger than people, and he didn't care about the thoughtfulness of other people's service, so he took the key and went directly into his room, slammed the door with his backhand, closed the window, and lay down on the bed to rest.

Although he was lying, he was always thinking in his heart.

Ye Quan's eyes were a little dry, and he blinked twice to relieve his eyes, and suddenly felt in his heart that the life of a monk was really not easy.

He glanced down again at the black ice needle stuck in the bandage on the outside of his left leg.

Seeing it, Ye Quan felt a sense of security.

He exhaled, secretly thinking about the troubles he had encountered in recent days.

First of all, the biggest trouble, or the trouble that could kill him at any time, is the 'soul brand' that sticks to his throat.

This damn imprint will not be removed for a day, unless one day its cultivation strength exceeds the body of the huge grimace phantom, it will be easy to be caught by it no matter when and where it goes, or it may be caught by it at any time.

And the result of being caught, Ye Quan didn't need to think about it, he knew that it must be unimaginable torture, after all, the two sides had already formed an irresolvable feud, destroying the clones that others had worked hard to cultivate, destroying people's altars, ruining his affairs, absorbing his black spars, and killing his two demon commanders and more than a hundred ghost pawns.

How can such a feud be resolved, Ye Quan can't even think about it.

Even if he was already in Fang City now, but when he really arrived here at this moment, Ye Quan really discovered that this Fang City was really safe? The saying of safety was just a little hope for him.

Because even if there is really a death in the market, no one will know clearly, because for a real master, it is too easy to kill a person with low cultivation, and he will not make any movements, and he will not attract people's attention. If no one is paying attention, who cares?

Order is only relative, and it seems to be stable, even if it gives face to the forces that maintain order here.

This is only the first major difficulty that Ye Quan is facing at this moment.

Second, he also faced the conspiracy of the son of Lianjia Baorui, who practiced the "Youyuan Gong" that was modified by him, which caused his internal organs to continue to fail, and he only had one year to live, which is still too much.

This question is also an inescapable dead knot.

released Rui Gongzi so that he could tell him how to cure the crux of his problem, Ye Quan was not so optimistic. As soon as he came to Rui Gongzi, his heart was ruthless, and it can be seen from his use of low-level monks' flesh to raise spirit insects that his heart was so vicious and deformed.

It is not an exaggeration to say that everything is done.

Trading with such a person makes Ye Quan feel at ease.

It's not much different from direct suicide.

This matter can only be put aside for the time being, and then try to save itself after he knows more about it.

There is also the matter of the disappearance of Rui Gongzi himself, as an inner disciple of Lianjiabao, his status is not low, such a person is missing, and it seems that he was abducted by a handyman who raised spirit insects, thinking about it, it is impossible for Jiabao to give up for the sake of face.

I guess they're hunting for themselves all over the world right now.

These three ** annoyances hang above their heads, like three steel knives that can take their lives at any time!

All this made Ye Quan's head suddenly bigger, and he couldn't help but close his eyes tightly and his brows were deeply locked.

"Now, no matter how difficult it is, you can't give up, give up and die, how can this be, my life is up to me, the sky will descend on the people, hehe, bitter their minds. ”

Ye Quan suddenly smiled, the expression on his face was as comfortable as spring and snow, the things of the world, everything is man-made, and it is paid, even if he dies?

Heaven and earth can be learned, my heart will never sink!

Ye Quan's heart was open for a while, and a thought came to his heart, "The reason why the difficulties in the world are called difficulties is that the real reason is that they are ignorant and unsolvable!"

As long as you have enough knowledge, you may be able to find a solution to the "soul imprint", as long as you know the crux of your own internal organ failure, and find the same or similar diseases in the classics, there is no possibility of healing.

As long as you solve the first two dangers, this last difficulty, it seems that as long as the ability to hide is stronger and the strength is improved faster, it is not a big deal!

Thinking about it like this, Ye Quan really relaxed a lot, and he really had to look at the problem from multiple angles, otherwise he would be too tired to live.

After squinting for ten minutes, Ye Quan went out of the room directly, locked the door, and went out to look for information about the 'brand'.

He went again near the gates of the city, found a young guide who looked a little more honest, and hired him for a day.

At this moment, he is really short of time, if these two spirit stones still care so much, it is really a rhythm of asking for money and not dying.

"Brother, where can I find out about this 'Soul Imprint'?"

"You're asking the right person, branding is a kind of spiritual secret art, so naturally you need to go to a spell shop to check and buy. The young man said with a simple face and naturally.

"As for the spell shops, there are many in this Qiaoyuanfang City, but the largest, most complete and most authoritative ones are still the best. When the young man said this, he immediately stretched out three fingers and deliberately sold a pass.

After seeing that Ye Quan's attention was attracted, he immediately continued proudly: "The three are Qingyunzhai, Muleng Bookstore, and Fuhai Bowenguan. ”

Ye Quan frowned, kept the three bookstores in his heart, and asked again, "Do these three spell shops have any characteristics?"

"What's the specialty??, I actually followed others into the Mu Leng Bookstore once, but I haven't been to other places, but I heard others say that Qingyun Zhai's magic-related classics are the most comprehensive, and the Mu Leng Bookstore is the most complete exercises, as for the Fuhai Bowen Museum, both of them are worse than the two of them, but the collection of all kinds of miscellaneous classics has the widest coverage, covering almost all the cold cultivation knowledge, and even some secular mortal martial arts have been greatly converged by it. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but say with some contempt: "Forget about other collections, what's there to see in this mortal martial arts, it's nothing more than some flower fists and embroidered legs, as long as our monks turn on the aura shield, no matter how beautiful their movements are, what's the use." ”

Ye Quan didn't refute when he heard this, but he secretly shook his head in his heart, feeling that this young man was short-sighted, he had seen Zhou Ninghai's footwork, the ice needle technique was used to dodge by his footwork at such a speed, this kind of ability, as long as it was used, and it was used to attack and defend together with the spell, the effect was absolutely unimaginable, and sometimes it was not difficult to turn the tide.

However, there is no need for Ye Quan to be too close to a stranger with these thoughts, besides, even if you say it, people may even look down on you.

A moment later, Ye Quan was taken by the young guide to the gate of the Muleng Bookstore, which had the most comprehensive exercises.