Zhang Hao walked on the crowded street, looking at the things that filled Lang's eyes in the shops on both sides, and the irritability in his heart gradually suppressed.

When Tie Yi mentioned the slaughter of the city by the woman in white before, he vaguely guessed something in his heart, but deep down he still couldn't get over that hurdle.

The intermittent cries of selling in the streets pulled his thoughts back, and when he looked up, he unconsciously walked into a market.

The people who set up stalls here are all some guys with cultivation, and what is placed in front of them is also some strange things, including some elixirs, pills, and ores that refiners need.

The market is very lively, most of the pedestrians who come and go are some cultivators, Zhang Hao mixed in the flow of people, slowly walked forward, but his footsteps suddenly stopped in front of a stall.

What attracted him was not what was in the stall, but the old man with a gray beard sitting behind the stall. The old man's small eyes kept looking at the people passing by, and from time to time he greeted the people who passed by, and sold what was in front of him.

When Zhang Hao stopped in front of his stall, the old man suddenly became interested, stood up very enthusiastically, stretched out his dirty hands, made a gesture of please, and then introduced the things in front of him endlessly.

In front of him was a filthy white blanket with a few ores scattered on it, but most of them were of little value.

Zhang Hao first looked down at those things, then shook his head and said, "I'm not interested!"

"Lamb, I'm all ......" Seeing this, the old man looked a little anxious, wiped his hands on his clothes, and then grabbed a piece of white ore, and said with a mouth full of yellow teeth: "This is a good thing, how many cultivators want to get it without a chance......

Looking down, Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, that piece of ore was a kind of stone containing mixed spiritual energy, cultivators generally called it a remnant spirit stone, but he didn't expect it to become a rare treasure in this old guy's mouth.

However, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and after taking off the mask on his face, he said, "Jiang Xian, long time no see!"

"You...... You are not the ......" The old man who was working hard to sell his remnant spirit stones, saw Zhang Hao's appearance, but he was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Lamb, why did you come to this Zhongzhou Continent, I heard that many people are looking for you now!"

Seeing that he recognized himself, Zhang Hao put on the mask again, smiled and said: "There are many people who want to find me, and there are even more people who want to kill me, I already know this, let's go, find a place to talk!"

The old man on the other side looked sloppy, but he was also a refiner, Zhang Hao tried his best to ask him for help and refined a pair of talisman armor, but unfortunately it was later destroyed in the Demon Hunting Mountain Range. Now that I think about it, those things seem to have passed for a long time, Jiang Xian quickly packed up his things, and then took him to an alley, and saw that no one paid attention to them, so he asked in a low voice: "Lamb, now it is rumored in the cultivation world that you killed the young pavilion master of the Heavenly Pavilion, but is it true?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he nodded slightly, which was regarded as an acknowledgement.

However, Jiang Xian trembled all over, and then glanced outside the alley before saying, "So, the news that the Dao Sect was destroyed by you is also true?"

"Sort of!" mentioning this, Zhang Hao was not much surprised in his heart, the battle with the Dao Sect, although his disciples were killed and injured countless times, but many escaped, it was not strange that the news spread to the Zhongzhou Continent so quickly.

Seeing his flat expression, Jiang Xian couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: "Who would have thought that one of the three giants of the cultivation realm would be destroyed in the hands of you, alas...... The world is impermanent!"

Seeing this, Zhang Hao's eyes became more and more fierce, and he sneered: "When they chase and kill me, they should be prepared to be destroyed!"

"Are you here this time, do you want to join in the fun, or ......" Jiang Xian did not continue the topic, but looked at the flow of people passing outside the alley and sighed.

"I'm not familiar with this place, can you take me to find a few things?" and Zhang Hao asked casually.

Jiang Xian hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement. The two of them exited the alley, blended in with the crowd, and walked towards the end of the street, where stood a very large attic.

"So, you're also here to participate in the Refiner Competition?" Walking on the road, Zhang Hao chatted with Jiang Xian for a few words, and knew that he was also here for the Refiner Competition this time.

This old man doesn't look good, but his ability to refine weapons with one hand is not fake.

Jiang Xian stopped in front of the attic at the end of the street, looked up, and said: "Tasting Pavilion, this is the most powerful store in Tianlong City, there are not only ores needed by refiners, but also various elixirs needed by alchemists, and even real fire can be bought here, if you are lucky, there are some pills of not low grade for sale!"

When Jiang Xian introduced, Zhang Hao had already walked in with his feet raised, and several attendants standing at the door of the Tasting Pavilion just looked at him and had no intention of stopping him.

But when it was Jiang Xian's turn, two of the attendants dodged to block him, and his outfit did make people frown a little.

And Jiang Xian also seemed to know the rules here, so he took out a brocade robe from the ring with a smile, put it on the tattered shirt, and then swaggered in, although several attendants had some disdain on their faces, but this time they did not stop it.

"If you want to enter here, you need to be well-dressed!" found Zhang Hao standing there looking at himself, but Jiang Xian's old face was a little unbearable.

The brocade robe was worn on his body, looking wrinkled, and he pulled it twice before he said: "The first floor of the Tasting Pavilion can come in as long as you are well-dressed, but the second floor needs a certain amount of strength, and I heard that when you reach the third floor, you not only need to have strong financial resources, but you also have to cultivate to reach the tribulation period before you can go up!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao nodded calmly, and then began to walk around the floor, looking at the dazzling things on the counter and frowning slightly, most of these things on the first floor are used by some beginners to practice.

Before I knew it, I walked to the staircase leading to the second floor, but was stopped by two sturdy guards. Zhang Hao's figure was already thin, and standing in front of the two big men, he looked a little weak.

Just when he was a little stunned because he was blocked, a middle-aged man who gently shook a folding fan passed by him and ascended the stairs without hindrance.

At this time, one of the guards smiled and said, "I'm sorry, there are some VIPs on the second floor!"

After saying half of the words, Zhang Hao was not a fool, he suddenly understood, and sneered: "VIP, I want to see how valuable they are!"

Before the words fell, the two guards felt a flower in front of them, and then, the person who was still in front of them just now disappeared, and even the sloppy old man also lost his trace.

Being able to serve as a guard in a place like the Tasting Pavilion, the eyesight of the two of them will naturally not be bad, and they immediately understand that the person with the ghost mask standing in front of them just now has a cultivation far beyond himself.

One of them hurried back to the small door behind him, but the other chased up the stairs.

Jiang Xian only felt that his body was being dragged by him just now, and in the next moment, a strange place appeared, and there were crystal clear crystals everywhere, and these crystals were carved into various things and hung on the wall.

Just when Jiang Xian was surprised by this, the middle-aged man who came up just now suddenly turned around and looked at him, and his brows immediately furrowed.

Zhang Hao took in the expression on this person's face, and the brows hidden under the mask also frowned slightly, and then took Jiang Xian around the middle-aged man, walked to a counter, and began to look for what he needed.

But just as he picked a piece of gray-white ore and was about to pay for it, the middle-aged man also walked over slowly, pointed to the gray-white ore and said, "I want the Flying Feather Stone!"

Seeing this, an old man standing at the counter first looked up at Zhang Hao, then shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, this little brother has already negotiated the price just now, if you need to, please wait for a while!"

"No need, I just want this piece, the others are not interested!" Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man's face sank, and he raised his hand to take out a ring from the ring and put it on the counter, saying, "He hasn't paid yet, and this piece of Flying Feather Stone hasn't been sold yet!"

Such a scene made the old man at the counter shake his head helplessly, and then stopped his eyes on Zhang Hao and asked for his opinion.

"Forget it, since he wants it, I'll go somewhere else to see!" Zhang Hao didn't bother with his provocation, dropped a word, turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, the middle-aged man smiled contemptuously and said, "When will the Tasting Pavilion let this kind of person go upstairs, it's really disappointing!"

Hearing these words, Zhang Hao's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned around and glanced at him coldly: "In the middle of the Kongming Dynasty, with a little cultivation like yours, it is best to be a man with his tail between his legs, so as not to cause a big disaster!"

"Hmph, arrogant people, they are also worthy of teaching the hall master a lesson, looking for death!" This statement immediately angered the middle-aged man, and he saw that his face instantly became gloomy, and he raised his hand to slap it like Zhang Hao.

Just when the palm of his hand was less than an inch away from Zhang Hao, a wooden staff suddenly stretched out from the side and picked his arm apart.

Holding a wooden cane is a rather old man, although his face is full of wrinkles, but his eyes are not cloudy like old people: "This is the Tasting Pavilion, not a place for you to fight and make trouble, if you don't buy anything, please leave!"

The old man's words were sonorous and powerful, and the words struck the human mind like a hammer.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Mu Lao, and the junior is polite to urge the sword!" Finding that it was the old man who was blocking him, the anger on the middle-aged man's face suddenly disappeared, and he smiled and hugged his fists.

But the old man just glanced at him lightly, and then waved his hand: "Let's go after buying something, and say hello to your old man on behalf of the old man!"

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged man nodded with a smile at first, and then looked at Zhang Hao and Jiang Xian with contempt, and then said: "Mu Lao's words will definitely be brought by the juniors, but this time the juniors came to prepare the items needed for the refiner competition, so you can't just go back!"

"Since that's the case, the old man won't say anything more!" Mu Lao's eyebrows wrinkled, and then turned away, and when he was leaving, his footsteps suddenly stopped beside Zhang Hao, and sighed: "Young people are not necessarily good to be competitive, I hope you can look at the face of the old man, don't make trouble again!"

These words have the meaning of admonishing and urging the sword, and also have the meaning of warning Zhang Hao. After speaking, Mu Lao didn't stay any longer, and took the guards who guarded the staircase just now, and went down to the second floor of the tasting pavilion.

"Hehe, you're lucky, you should thank Mu Laocai!" "The sword retracted his gaze from the staircase, played with the flying feather stone in his hand, and smiled mockingly.

In this regard, Zhang Hao didn't say anything to him, reflexively returned to the counter just now, and said to the old man standing inside, "Is there still a flying feather stone here?"

Jiang Xian is becoming more and more an old fritter, so he naturally doesn't care about anything at this time, so he gathered the fat brocade robe on his body and came over.

The old man at the counter nodded with a smile, and then took out a flying feather stone from below that was bigger than just now, and said, "This thing is not a precious thing, but it is often used when refining some control weapons!"

Nodding slightly, Zhang Hao was just about to reach out to take the flying feather stone, but suddenly stretched out a palm from behind him......