Retrograde fairy way

Just when all the monks were talking about it with gusto, or were talking about it with lingering fear, Wang Mo had already entered the inner city with Xueyi.

As soon as he entered the inner city, Wang Mo felt a strong energy of heaven and earth blowing towards his face, and it was full of strong aura everywhere.

This can be said to be his first time entering the monk city.

In the past, in order to reduce troubles, they specially chose remote towns, and the strongest ones were no more than the Dzogchen formation.

In the cultivation world, a city with several Nascent Soul saints sitting in it can be called a first-class town.

And such a town, no matter in terms of size or defensive restrictions, is tens or even a hundred times stronger than ordinary towns.

Therefore, although the two saints were strong, they only dared to collide with their momentum, but they did not dare to fight.

If they dared to do something in the city, they would be attacked by people from the Elder Hall in the city when they left. The lesser ones would be expelled, the more serious ones would be imprisoned, or even killed directly.

Looking at the monks coming and going, Wang Mo was also touched by the occasional scenes of Qi-refining monks and alchemy monks appearing from time to time.

In my sixty-year-old cultivation, I have always worked behind closed doors and rarely communicated with outsiders. Even though I gained a lot of cultivation experience from killing and cutting all the way, I still fell behind in the end.

In the blink of an eye, both sides of the street are full of monks setting up stalls like the outer city, but they just changed their cultivation base from Qi refining to foundation building, and the location is only moved from the outer city to the inner city. After all, there is no such city, no leaving this place Fang Dalu, and even this world.

Amidst the crowd's voices, Wang Mo's heart suddenly felt agitated, and he couldn't help but look up with his ugly face: "Could it be that this world is also a cage?"

"laugh!"

Slightly shaking his head and laughing at himself, he got rid of this ridiculous thought from his mind, and Wang Mo's face returned to calm.

Even though his mind recovered, he could vaguely hear a voice in his heart, but when he wanted to listen carefully, he could no longer hear it clearly, as if everything was an auditory hallucination.

"Senior, this is the first time you have come to Tianyuan City. Junior Liu Yongcai is quite familiar with the inner city. If you need anything, you can support this junior!"

Just as Wang Mo was thinking, a slightly greasy voice came from his ear.

Looking sideways, he saw a black and thin middle-aged monk, looking at the blood-clothed monk flatteringly, his eyes glanced at Wang Mo secretly from time to time, adding a sense of cunning to him, watching his aura, but It's just the initial stage of foundation building.

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth were slightly raised, and Xue Yi remained expressionless. It was obvious that this man had seen the clue from himself.

Although the bloody clothes only have the face of eleven or twelve years old, but the aura of his body is actually in the early stage of alchemy.

"Take me to the place where the pills and spirit herbs are bought and sold!" Wang Mo thought for a while, then controlled Xue Yi to glance at him lightly, and said.

This Liu Yongcai looked like a clever person, so he was a good choice as a guide.

"Yes, yes, please, senior!" Liu Yongcai's face froze, his gaze seemed to penetrate into his heart, his heart trembled involuntarily, but he managed to catch up with the job, and hurriedly agreed, and stretched out his hand to lead the way.

"Yeah!" Xue Yi walked first with a blank expression.

There were still a few people around who wanted to strike up a conversation, but seeing that Liu Yongcai succeeded, they turned around and looked for other targets.

There are countless cultivators who come and go in Tianyuan City every day, so it is easy to get the cultivators they need.

"Liu Daoyou is from Tianyuan City?" Wang Mo casually chatted with him after him.

"Oh, no, Fellow Daoists should know that the right to live in the inner city is really hard to come by. How can people like us who have no roots and no prosperity get it!" Liu Yongcai said with a gloomy expression when he heard this.

"Then is there a place for monks to communicate in this city?" Wang Mo nodded slightly, expressing his understanding.

"Yes, why does Fellow Daoist still need to communicate with others?" Liu Yongcai saw that he was easy to talk and didn't have the bad temper of other monks with backers, so he couldn't help speaking casually, and glanced at Xueyi slightly.

"Hehe, that's not true. The master has been in seclusion all year round. He just left the seclusion recently. He wants to find some channels to communicate with, so as to lay the foundation for future cultivation!" Wang Mo said with a slight smile.

"So that's how it works. There is a place in Tianyuan City called Guangyuan Tower, which is just to the east of the city. Whether it's the Venerable Zhuji, the Grandmaster of Alchemy, or even the Saint of Nascent Soul, there is a place to communicate with each other. , but it is quite expensive to enter there!" Liu Yongcai glanced carefully at the bloody clothes, and then explained in detail.

"Then are there any rules in this building?" Wang Mo's eyes lit up, and he had an idea in his heart.

"Rules? Of course there are, but most of them prohibit fighting, and monks at each stage can only go to places where monks of the same level are. For example, monks who build a foundation cannot go to the place where monks who form alchemy gather, but monks who form alchemy can go to build a foundation. The place where monks explain some cultivation experience, but this kind of situation is rare, after all..." Liu Yongcai looked relaxed, but at the end, he raised his eyebrows at Wang Mo.

"Hehe!" Wang Mo smiled slightly, nodding his head to express his understanding.

There are very few high-level monks who look directly at low-level monks, although every high-level monk comes from low-level monks.

But having tasted the bitterness and bitterness in it, and naturally occupying a high position, he will treat others in the same way, venting out all that he suffered at the beginning.

This phenomenon can be said to be the case in [-]% of cases, but there are also very few people. However, Wang Mo has never seen it in the Demon Realm.

The two chatted along the way, and Liu Yongcai told some anecdotes about Tianyuan City from time to time, and introduced the special products and treasures near Tianyuan City.

Although Tianyuan City occupies an extremely large area, the people who come and go are all monks, even if they walk around casually, their footsteps are extremely fast.

Liu Yongcai walked with the two of them for about a quarter of an hour before arriving at a shop called 'Bai Ling Ge'.

In front of the tall gate, there are two two-meter-high jade lions with flashing lights and exquisite carvings, which look vivid.

But Wang Mo recognized at a glance that these two jade lions are clearly two magic weapons, and they are complementary to the surrounding restrictions.

This kind of treasure that can be combined with the formation prohibition, although not as effective as the formation flag, is quite rare.

"This Boling Pavilion's handwriting is not small, it seems that Tianyuan City is really coming to the right place!" Wang Mo secretly thought.

"Senior, it's here!" Coming closer, Liu Yongcai hurried forward a few steps and introduced to Xueyi.

"En!" Bloody nodded noncommittally, and then walked inside.

"Senior, please!" As soon as the three of them turned to the shop, two servants rushed up to greet them in front of the door, and one of them gave Liu Yongcai a veiled look.

Liu Yongcai nodded slightly at him, then led Xueyi and Wang Mo to walk inside.

Wang Mo noticed with sharp eyes that there was a small jade pendant on the servant's waist, and when the bloody clothes passed by, it flashed yellow light three times in succession.

When he and Liu Yongcai passed by, there were only two times, and it was orange brilliance.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth twitched slightly. He recognized it as a rare treasure for detecting cultivation, but his ability to hide his breath was too strong, so he deceived it.

This is also the disadvantage of this kind of rare treasure, but some treasures with extremely high ranks can get rid of this disadvantage.

And Liu Yongcai was obviously acquainted with the servant, presumably every time he brought a customer, the Boling Pavilion would take a part of the consumption as a commission.

If it is just to reward the leaders of high-level monks, it may not be enough to satisfy the cultivation of a foundation-building monk.

After entering the Bailing Pavilion, Wang Mo realized that he still underestimated the shops in this first-class big city, and this Bailing Pavilion was obviously not built by ordinary forces.

Just a hundred feet in size, there are various shelves placed in different categories, and various jade bottles are placed on it.

There are no pills in these jade bottles, but the names, effects and prices of the pills are engraved on them, no counter-offers are accepted.

The monk chooses what he needs from these jade bottles, and as long as he inputs a burst of vitality to activate the hidden formation prohibition, someone will come to inquire immediately.

However, in this hall, there are only Tier [-] Spirit Pills and a few Tier [-] Elementary Spirit Pills.

Liu Yongcai skillfully walked towards the second floor with the bloody clothes and Wang Mo, and explained the needs with a person who seemed to be in charge after a while.

That person obviously often dealt with Liu Yongcai, and he only had a little respect for a monk like Xue Yi who had formed a core, so he arranged a private room to wait.

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In the center of Tianyuan City, there is a huge courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, covering an area of ​​tens of miles.

There are pavilions, towers and pavilions inside, and there are countless exotic flowers and plants. Many high-rises in the Tianyuan City City Lord's Mansion have their own caves inside.

If it is said that the vitality of the outer city of Tianyuan City is three times stronger than that of the outer city, then the inner city is twice that of the outer city. There are five times as many as the inner city.

Its richness can be imagined, which is why most low-level monks desperately want to live in the inner city.

Although many monks are doing it to save resources, most of them are doing it to speed up their cultivation, so that they can enter a higher realm and enjoy more longevity in their lifetime.

At this time, in a quaint cave, there are more than a dozen people sitting and discussing something.

"Elder Yuanming, seeing that the Heavenly Demon Abyss is about to crack again, I wonder how to determine the quota?" An old man completely covered in black robe rushed up to the first handsome young man in white and asked.

According to his words, this young man is Luo Yuanming, one of the great elders of Tianyuan City.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Lu of the Blood Soul Sect, wait a moment. There is no rush. I invite you all to come here, but I want to discuss another matter!" Luo Yuanming smiled slightly and nodded at him.

The words were light and without pressure, it was hard to imagine that this person was the top powerhouse who could stop the two raging Nascent Soul Saints with just one sentence.

"Grand Elder Yuanming is talking about a 30-year trading event?" Another middle-aged monk heard this and raised his eyebrows.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Luo Feng, the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect. I'm sorry for my disrespect. Fellow Daoist Luo is right, it's this trade fair!" Luo Yuanming said with a slight smile, and bowed to him.