Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 155 Qingyun Bazaar
Although the old man explained that he would let Dialect go to his cave in the later stage of foundation establishment, but since it was nearby, Fang Yan decided to go and have a look first. What growth, also need to intensify the practice for a period of time.

Before going to the old man's cave, the first task is to buy some spiritual herbs and medicines. Although the dialect prepared a lot of things at the beginning, they couldn't withstand the consumption of dozens of people, especially the old man and Jiuhuan Daoist. There are not many pills and spirit herbs, and the people of the Huang surname need to improve their strength to protect themselves, all of which need the support of pills.

Not only the people with the surname Huang need to improve their strength, but the dialect itself also needs to improve. Whether it's Dai Xingwuwu and the old man looking for Chishui Agate, Leaf of Ancient Breath and Longhunxing Vanilla, or the high-level medicinal herbs that Jiuhuan Daoist needs. None of them can be done in the current dialect. Only when the cultivation base is improved can we have greater confidence.

From the jade slips given by Shang Daozi, dialects know that although there is no major danger around Xingjizong, there are quite a few sects, there are more than a dozen of them, most of them are with Mo Ling. Small sects like sects, the largest sect is called Qingyun Sect, and just outside Qingyun Sect's gate is a large cultivation market.

Dialect Yufei sword, flew towards Qingyun Market, tens of thousands of miles away, but only three or four days of effort, where there are many sects, not to mention high-level monsters, even low-priced monsters are rare, and have long been recognized by various sects. The disciples who came out to experience hunting were done hunting. They didn’t encounter any danger along the way, but they encountered many monks coming and going. Some went out to practice, and some came back from hunting monsters. The monks who came back were the same , the target is Qingyun Bazaar.

There is still a hundred miles away from Qingyun Market, the dialect stopped, and when they came to the realm of self-cultivation, it was time for the people of the Huang surname to smell the atmosphere of their hometown. The distance ahead was too far, and they would not be able to travel quickly after they came out. , The distance here is suitable, and if you call them out later, maybe someone will stare at the magic weapon in your hand. The magic weapon that can pretend to be a living person is at least a top-quality treasure. Dialect doesn't want to attract a group of people to covet it.

Carefully inspecting the surroundings, no trace of monks was found. Dialect penetrated his spiritual sense into the Qiankun ring, and said to the Huang family who were practicing hard: "Everyone, take a break, come out and have a look, we have reached the world of cultivation."

Hula, all the people stood up, they were not surprised that they didn't see the figure of Dialect, and all the people looked at the patriarch and Liu'er standing in the front.

Liu'er has already asked impatiently: "Brother, have you really arrived in the realm of comprehension, to our hometown?"

The old patriarch on the side seemed a little disbelieving, and was eager to know the exact answer, waiting anxiously for the dialect's response.

"Liu'er, old patriarch, we have already reached the realm of comprehension, that's right, you saw it when you came out, take everyone out."

After speaking in dialect, a portal appeared in front of everyone.

The old patriarch and Liu Er stepped out of the gate first, followed by three warriors, and then the whole clan surnamed Huang.

After everyone released the Qiankun ring, they all had expressions of excitement, especially a few older clansmen who had already knelt and crawled on the ground, sniffing the smell of flowers and plants on the ground carefully, muttering to themselves, not knowing what happened. Saying something, two lines of tears already appeared on the cheeks.

The rest of the people are not much different, it may be a matter of age, they are more excited.

"This is our hometown?"

"It's really comfortable, there is no trace of dark energy anymore."

"The sun, that is the sun, I finally saw the legendary sun."

Several teenagers have already fled around to pick the bright flowers and chase the flying butterflies.

The dialect did not stop them. He understood how these people felt. He had dreamed of his hometown for thousands of years, so he couldn't be too excited no matter how excited he was.

Soon, Liu'er happily came to Fang Yan's side: "Brother, do you look pretty?" As he spoke, he handed the few bouquets of flowers he had picked to Fang Yan.

"Beautiful." Fang Yan fondled Xiao Liu'er's hair, feeling bitter in his heart, the extremely common things were so novel in the eyes of these people living in the Dark Demon Realm.

Hearing the praise in dialect, Liu Er happily offered treasures to others, then ran away to pick more beautiful flowers.

The old patriarch led several elders in the clan to the dialect, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, immortal master, thank you, immortal master."

Dialect hurriedly supported several old men: "I can't do it, I can't do it."

"Yes, Brother Fang, we have dreamed of returning to our hometown for thousands of years. We thought it was a dream that would never come true, but we never thought it would come true. All of this is due to you, Brother Fang. A salute."

Then he bowed to the dialect again.

Dialect escaped and did not accept this gift: "Old patriarch, your ancestors and seniors are all heroes in the cultivation world, and I should bring you back. Unfortunately, my strength is too weak to bring back all the human races from the Dark Demon Realm. If there is a chance, I will definitely bring them back to their hometown. Alright, Patriarch, there will be plenty of opportunities to appreciate them in the future, so let’s call everyone together, and we are going to a place.”

After hearing the dialect's words, the old patriarch and several elders also calmed down a little, and soon called everyone together to listen to the dialect's arrangement, and the dialect brought them back to their hometown. the leader.

Hearing that the dialect was going to take them to a comprehension fair, everyone didn't say much, although they didn't know what a fair was. When they were in the Dark Demon Realm, there was no such thing as a fair.

The dialect didn't explain too much, as long as you get there, you will naturally understand what a market is. These people still need to understand a lot. The cultivation world is different from the Dark Demon world, and survival cannot be achieved by killing one person.

Dialect gave them several Qiankun bags on his body, each containing thousands of spirit stones, and told them that these spirit stones can be used not only for cultivation, but also for exchanging things. , everyone can be divided into several teams, and each team has a person in charge of a Qiankun bag, who buys things he likes when he sees them. Dialect still has tens of millions of spirit stones on him, so that these people have no addiction to shopping. question.

After explaining some things to pay attention to, Fang Yan led them on foot towards the Qingyun market. At this time, Fang Yan felt that he really should buy a flying magic weapon, and his flying sword can only bring three or five people at most Well, if you want to bring all these people with you, besides letting them enter the magic weapon, the best way is to prepare a larger flying magic weapon, but this is easy to do, and you can do it when you arrive at Qingyun Bazaar.

Although the members of the Huang surname are not high in cultivation, even after practicing in the Qiankun Ring for a long time, the highest is only the peak of the fourth level of Qi Refining, and no one has broken through to the fifth level of Qi Refining, but their physical strength is not simple. For people living in the Dark Demon Realm, physical strength is the most basic thing, and the exercises they practiced in the past also tempered their bodies, so their traveling speed was not slow.

The hundred-mile journey took only two or three hours, and everyone followed the dialect to the outside of the Qingyun market. Not to mention the people with the surname Huang, even the dialect was shocked by this market. This is not a market, it is clearly a city, towering The city walls, the tall city gates, the dialect looked at it, and found several powerful guardian formations, and there were many formations that could not be recognized by the dialect. Compared with Guiyun Town, Tianguixu is simply a countryside Fair.

It's not like you can enter here just by inputting mana. There are several monks guarding the entrance of the city gate. Every monk who enters the city needs to pay spirit stones to enter.

Seeing that all the monks had paid in spirit stones, Fang Yan knew that this was the rule, and led everyone to the gate of the city. One person had two low-grade spirit stones. Fang Yan happily handed in 160 spirit stones, and led everyone into the city gate. Qingyun market.

Just as they entered, the monks guarding the gate just now muttered.

"Who are these people? Their cultivation base is so low, but their bodies are so strong. Are they all body cultivators?"

"I think the leader is only a second-floor foundation builder. He looks very strange. He should not be a monk from a nearby sect. I don't know where he came from."

(End of this chapter)