Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 204 Spirit World!Yuyang City
"Where are people?!" The eyes of the great elder Suanni Beast stared round, and the incomparably majestic power of consciousness covered a radius of three hundred miles in an instant.

"How is it possible! Disappeared out of thin air?"

"There is no activation time for the teleportation talisman, let alone any teleportation talisman that can be cast under the lock of my spiritual consciousness?"

whoosh-

The Great Elder of the Suanni Beast murmured to himself in surprise. He quickly ran back and forth several times in the ten thousand feet sea, but still could not find Yang Gan. Even his descendant of the seventh-level monster disappeared together, and he couldn't help but frown. Frown.

"Could it be that he escaped to the surface of the sea?"

After a moment.

Above the abyss of the ocean.

Suddenly, a golden light rushed out from the sea and shot straight into the sky.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a huge lion-like creature jumped out of the sea.

It was covered in scales and had fierce eyes. After scanning the surrounding sea area, it suddenly roared wildly and furiously.

The terrifying aura caused the monsters in the surrounding sea area to run away in terror amidst its roar. I don't know why this great elder of the Suanni beast is so furious and crazy.

A few days later, the monsters in the vast sea gradually began to attack the islands of human monks. Each wave of attacks was like a destructive storm, turning the originally peaceful place of cultivation into ruins.

All of a sudden, on the islands of the Alien Sea, flying swords flickered, talismans exploded, rocks splashed, and flames erupted everywhere.

Even Qiyuan Island, a large human island like Qiyuan Island, has been attacked by monsters several times, but under the protection of the five major forces on the island, there has been no death on the island for the time being.

However, no one can guarantee their own safety in the outer star sea, and many monks are in danger, and they have tried every means to return to the inner star sea.

The situation in the alien sea suddenly became tense.

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Spirit world.

Tianyuan realm.

Twenty years is enough time for a baby to grow into a handsome and mighty young man, and for a child with spiritual roots to become a low-to-middle-level immortal cultivator, but this amount of time is not enough for an ancient city that has been passed down for millions of years. To me, it's just a fleeting moment.

The ancient city, Yuyang City.

Since the creation of the Three Realms of the Human Race, the first batch of ancient cities in the Tianyuan Realm were built.

It is said that the current Tianyuan Sage Emperor had practiced the body training technique to the extreme in Yuyang City and made a big name before leaving.

Every year, there are countless low and middle-level body refiners who flock to this city. In addition, there are also many immortal cultivators who come here, hoping to find opportunities.

Yuyang City is also a famous place for manufacturing spiritual tools in Tianyuan City. A large number of spiritual tools are born in the city every year, and are purchased by body refiners or large and small businesses in the city.

Among them, the several auction houses that specialize in auctioning rare spiritual tools are all because of the wealth of money.

In the hands of these auction houses, there are naturally several extraordinary spirit tool masters in their hands.

The so-called "spiritual tool masters" are just like alchemists and formation masters among monks, who specialize in refining spiritual tools.

The spiritual tool masters controlled by these auction houses are naturally the best among them. The spiritual tools they produce are not only extremely powerful, but also have incredible auxiliary magical powers.

Of course, this kind of spiritual tool is carefully crafted, and it usually takes half a year or a few months to produce one piece, but each piece will shine in the auction and be bought at a sky-high price.

Yunlong Auction House is one of the largest auction houses in Yuyang City. It was only established hundreds of years ago, but its reputation is no less than that of other long-established shops with a long history.

The owner of the auction house naturally became a person of considerable status in the city.

In particular, in the past 20 years, Yunlong Auction House seems to have invited a very powerful spiritual tool master, who has successively refined several powerful spiritual tools with various auxiliary magical powers, each of which can It has reached the level of high-level spiritual tools, and there are even two top-grade high-level spiritual tools, which are close to the level of top-level spiritual tools, making this "Master Yang" somewhat famous in the entire Yuyang City.

On this day, in a hall of Yunlong Auction House, a white-faced Confucian scholar wearing a robe was walking back and forth in the hall.

He looked towards the door from time to time, with a look of anxiety on his face.

"Chunlan, go and take a look at the door again to see if Master Yang is here." The white-faced Confucian scholar stopped and poured the fragrant spiritual tea into his mouth in one gulp. He didn't even bother to wipe off the tea leaves at the corner of his mouth. He couldn't bear it. The resident gave another order to the outside, looking very anxious.

"Yes, sir."

A gentle girl's voice came from outside, and after she agreed, she immediately remembered the footsteps of "Deng Deng Deng", which gradually faded away.

The white-faced Confucian scholar frowned, turned around again, sighed heavily, sat down on a mahogany chair, stared at the open space in the hall, and became dazed.

The next moment, the white-faced Confucian scholar licked his tongue impatiently, swallowed the piece of tea at the corner of his mouth, and then grabbed the teapot on the table next to him, poured a few sips of tea into it, and then He was taken aback, his hands froze in place.

"There's actually no tea left?" The white-faced Confucian scholar was startled, very irritated, and slammed the teapot on the table with a loud sound.

"Chunlan, come and pour some tea!" He raised his voice and called in the girl who had returned outside.

creak.

A girl in a light red long dress came in, her eyes were lowered, and she held a pot of hot spirit tea in both hands. She came to the white-faced Confucian scholar, slightly bent her knees, and held the teapot with both hands. A puff of steam came out of the spout. , soaring.

"Master, please have some tea."

"Isn't Master Yang here yet?" The white-faced Confucian scholar looked at Chunlan with delicate features and couldn't help but ask.

Chunlan's hand trembled, and a stream of hot tea overflowed from the spout and spilled on the table. She hurriedly put down the teapot, picked up the rag and wiped the table. While wiping it, she quickly explained:

"Master, Master Yang hasn't shown up yet."

"Hey." The white-faced Confucian scholar looked at the girl in a hurry, frowned, snatched the teapot from the other party's hand, and poured several sips of tea into it regardless of the steaming heat.

"Why, Brother Yuwen is so angry?" A bold voice came from outside the door, and then a person came directly from outside.

The next moment, the white-faced Confucian scholar immediately became excited.

"Brother Yang, you are here."

Hearing this, the Confucian scholar in white immediately put down the teapot in his hand, waved his hand to let the light-red girl leave, took three steps at a time, and ran over excitedly, with an unconcealable joy on his face.

"Because of the magical power on the engraving spiritual tool, it was delayed for some time." The person who came was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face. He looked neither special nor surprising. His face was like a face carved by the years. The wrinkles on his forehead are very obvious.

(End of this chapter)