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Immediately afterwards, he felt his vision blurred for a while, and his head and eyes became dizzy. He quickly took out a few top-grade Qi-tonifying pills from his pocket, and opened his mouth to swallow them.

The Qi Bu Pill replenishes the vitality, turns into strands of vitality, flows into the dantian, and then from the dantian, flows into the limbs and bones.

Only then did he slowly open his eyes. He had just broken through the Yuyue realm, and he was looking at things hundreds of miles away, which did not cause a lot of damage to his body.

Furthermore, his foundation is not stable, Yuyue's peak was reached in an instant, and the meridian has not been infiltrated by Yuyue masters to condense the vitality of heaven and earth, so it is not that strong.

"Didn't it mean that people in Yuyuejing can only see a radius of tens of miles? How can I see so far? Is it really related to my spirit?" Han Hui muttered to himself.

The carriage was rolling, and Wang Weiwei and Ada who were following behind the carriage, of course, did not know that Han Hui had already been promoted to Yuyue peak after this moment.

After reaching the realm of Yuyue, swallowing the elixir refined by the desert golden python blood, the effect is already very inconspicuous. After Hanhui swallowed two pills, he couldn't even calculate how long it would take to consolidate Meridians.

It is conservatively estimated that it will take several years, more than ten years, which makes Han Hui very depressed. He still has two elixir condensed with purple gold python in his hand, which may help him speed up the process, but the people under him are no more.

Shaking his head, to get rid of distracting thoughts, he should be thankful for those guys to be able to advance to the Yuyue realm. Could it be that they really built a mercenary group that is in the divine realm?

The God's Whip will become a legend in the whole world, enough to challenge the existence of super sects.

By the time the carriage entered the city, it was already evening, and there were groups of soldiers in armor standing at the gate of the tall and majestic city, one by one holding sabers or spears, standing in a line at the gate.

The big city really has the demeanor of a big city. The Tolo City is already garrisoned by imperial soldiers. Although all cities have imperial soldiers, such as Mocheng, they are all symbolic.

There is a city lord's mansion, and the soldiers basically stay in the city lord's mansion, and don't care about the outside things at all, it's purely for decoration.

Even the gatekeepers who entered the city were sent by major families, unlike Tolo City, each one is bright with swords and armor.

The curtain of the car was pulled open by Wang Weiyi, and a soldier with a waist knife, armor and a helmet on his head, with only one mouth and one pair of eyes exposed, looked into the car twice.

Judging by the attire, he should be a soldier, not an ordinary soldier, because the armor he wears is obviously different.

Seeing that there was indeed only one person in the car, the team leader waved his hand and took Wang Weiwei to register.

"Hey, are you from Mocheng? You haven't been to Mocheng for many years. How is Mocheng now? That place is on the verge of the desert. Has there been any trouble in recent years?" The soldier in charge of registration looked It was surprising to find that they came from Mocheng.

Wang Weiyi smiled and said: "Mocheng is much better now, at least the disaster of the golden python will not happen!"

He knew that Mocheng was famous because of the presence of a python, which almost completely destroyed a border city. After the city lord encountered a natural disaster, he caught up with the emperor, and all the major families took advantage of the python disaster. Kill the city lord appointed by the empire.

As a result, since then, the city lords sent here are all in vain names, and all the authority has been delegated to the major families.

After all, Mo City is on the verge of the desert, and there are often strong people from the desert coming in and out. Where the empire's ruling power is extremely weak, the city lord will be assassinated by the so-called seven sects and six bandits if he is not careful.

Tolo City is different. It is blessed by the gods, and the whole environment is very pleasant. Hundreds of flowers bloom in all seasons, and it is rich in herbs.

Therefore, there are strong soldiers stationed here, and huge taxes are collected. As long as they enter the city, each person will receive five Qi-invigorating pills. Think about it, in Mocheng, the life-and-death battle of the iron-blooded battlefield that has been rarely seen for many years is only five Qi-invigorating pills s price.

What's more, this is only the income at the gate of the city, and the taxes in the city are even more severe. Even staying in the hotel is charged with qi pills. It can be said that Tolo City is a city for qi practitioners, and ordinary people are basically extinct.

At this time, Han Hui had gradually recovered, and he no longer dared to fully release his spiritual consciousness. He searched hundreds of miles around, and only released it slightly to watch the scene on the street.

There are many small buildings, each with its own signboard, such as Tianyang Pavilion, Shengdan Building, and so on.

Danxiang wafts through the entire city. If Mocheng is compared with Tolo City, it is like comparing Beijing City with the most remote village in Xizang.

Han Hui couldn't help shaking his head. Some time ago, he was still complacent about the fact that the God's mercenary group had achieved a very high status in Mocheng.

Now it seems that he is indeed a frog in the bottom of the well, and it is really meaningless to be the king in that kind of place.

Wang Weiwei knew his mission. When he entered the city, the soldiers had already inquired about it. The largest herb dealer in Tolo City was Baicaoyuan.

The carriage headed north along the Peony Avenue. In this city, you can't gallop, you can only drive slowly. The big carriage like a bumpkin has attracted many people's contemptuous gazes along the way.

Here, who rides the carriage?

Those who really have status and status also ride the magic weapon of the flying escape type, speeding along the established route, or display lightness kung fu and walk by their own ability.

No one rides in a carriage.

On the street today, Han Hui was sitting in the eight-horse cart with a calm mind, and Ah Da and Ah Er who were following behind the carriage were blushing and lowered their heads one by one, as if they had done something wrong.

Just now, one saw Ah Da and the others, and said disdainfully to his companions: "I don't know where the bumpkins came from? They even brought so many servants with them. We, Qi practitioners, want strength of character, and we are willing to give it to you." If others are slaves, what else can they accomplish?"

"That's right, even if we work for a noble family, we Qi practitioners have to pay attention to our identity. How can we survive as a servant?" His friend also looked at Ah Da Ah Er with disdain.

Han Hui smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said in his heart that this place is really good, Qi practitioners have their own persistence and their own strength of character.

In fact, he didn't know, this was just the self-consolation of those Qi practitioners. Is it too different from a servant to take refuge in another family, to be their private armed force, or to be a bodyguard?

Wang Weiyi also looked extremely awkward when he was riding a horse. The whole street was full of people walking on foot, and there were not a few people with the breath of Pentium on their bodies, but no one was riding a horse.

Glancing at Han Hui's carriage resentfully, he said to himself that you are good, hiding in the carriage, no one can see your appearance, how can we live?

He walked with his head depressed, and walked for a full four hours before arriving at an inn. This inn was decorated with magnificent buildings.

Seeing the carriage parked at the door, the shop clerk showed a trace of contempt on his face, just like a city dweller who sees a countryman entering the city with a dog's eyes.

Wang Weiyi managed to find a place where he could rest his feet. He quickly got off his horse and said to the waiter at the door, "Open eight flats and take the horse and carriage to the backyard. No need to feed them. We have the medicine ourselves."

The shop clerk rubbed his head, heyed twice and said, "Guest officer, we really don't have a place for horses here. It's been many years since I've seen anyone staying in the shop with a horse and a carriage."

Rao is the only one who has been practicing for a long time, so he blushed and said with a cold snort: "I haven't seen it before, haven't I seen it now? There are no rooms for horses, so I just tidy up a few rooms. It's great to buy those few rooms." Come down!"

He spoke with arrogance. After all, he is also the head of a generation of patriarchs. No matter how aggrieved he is in Tolo City, he will not just let an inn kick him out.

The shop waiter was stunned, apparently not expecting Wang Weiyi to be so domineering, and said in a low voice: "Guest officer, we really can't enter the carriage here, and other guests won't agree."

Wang Weiyi really got angry, and said with a sneer, "You mean we won't be allowed to live here?"

"That's not what it means. The point is that we really can't park carriages here. If your carriages can be parked outside, we welcome a few distinguished guests!" Before the waiter could speak, a voice came.