Grassroots Immortality

"But with this treasure in hand, it will not be easy for even a late-stage Nascent Soul monk to catch up with me. It is indeed a good magic weapon for escaping and saving one's life."

Hearing Li Qingling talk about his innermost feelings, Lin Xian's expression became slightly embarrassed. For so many years, he had been thinking about how to escape and how to save his life.

Although he has now joined the Qinglian Sect and has a place to settle down, his habitual thinking will still lead him to escape and save his life.

The lotus magic weapon quickly crossed the sky, leaving only a long pink mark on the sky.

It was like cutting a hole in the sky, but the sky's healing ability seemed to be very good. In just three or four breaths, the hole healed quickly and returned to its original state.

Occasionally, I would meet some monks on the way. Some of them had strong auras, and some of them were similar to Lin Xian, and they probably also had golden elixir cultivation.

But anyone who saw the light flying by so quickly would look envious.

Even if someone has evil intentions, he can't catch up with Li Qingling and he can only think about it.

Even with the speed of the Lotus Magic Weapon, Li Qingling and Lin Xian still flew for about six days.

After flying for six days, the two finally reached the Lancheng area.

In the sky, overlooking Lancheng, Lin Xian was also amazed by the scale of Lancheng.

Although Lin Xian has always been alone and has been in the world of immortality for more than a hundred years, he has been to many big cities, but the scale of this city is definitely larger than any city he has ever been to.

When the two saw Lancheng, the expressions on their faces were completely different.

Lin Xian's face had a look of wonder, while Li Qingling's face had a look of nostalgia, resentment, and complexity.

Seeing the expression on Li Qingling's face, Lin Xian understood her inner thoughts.

Presumably, Li Qingling used to come to Lancheng often, or lived in Lancheng for a long time.

There must be a lot of her memories here. The Qinglian Sect used to be so powerful that no one dared to mess with it.

And when the Qinglian Sect fell, it was quickly taken over by the Corpse Ghost Sect. I believe that process must not be a good memory.

When there was still about a mile away from Lancheng, Li Qingling also controlled the lotus magic weapon and slowly landed on the ground.

Lin Xian has also felt the existence of air restrictions in Lancheng.

This is not a strange thing. Generally, cities or cities where immortals are cultivators will have air restrictions.

Lancheng, as a large city where immortal cultivators gather, it is not surprising at all that there are air restrictions.

There were two guards at the city gate. Lin Xian sensed their cultivation levels and found that they were both in the foundation-building stage.

In Lancheng, can the monks in the foundation-building stage only guard the gate? This shocked Lin Xian.

As if he knew what Lin Xian was thinking, Li Qingling said to him: "Because the monk exchange meeting is about to be held, the organizer has asked two monks in the foundation building stage to guard the door. Normally, they are only monks in the Qi training stage. , this situation is very rare today.”

Hearing Li Qingling's voice transmission, Lin Xian also nodded slightly.

The two of them followed the flow of people and walked slowly towards the city gate.

At this moment, there are a large number of monks entering the city, and almost all of them are above the Golden Core level.

This was the first time Lin Xian had seen such a situation. People had to queue up to enter the city.

Li Qingling has a beautiful appearance and an unworldly temperament. She attracts a lot of attention when walking among the crowd.

Lin Xian, who was walking side by side with him, became the envy of many monks.

There are even a lot of malicious looks.

Of course, Lin Xian ignored these looks, but when a look with strong murderous intent fell on Lin Xian, Lin Xian also felt something.

Turning around, he saw it was Wang Bo!

At this moment, Wang Bo was walking side by side with an early Yuanying monk, but the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

However, Lin Xian was not very worried. Since it was an exchange meeting of monks, someone must maintain order.

If you want to take action, you will probably not be the one to suffer first.

Just like the Wanbao Pavilion auction, Nascent Soul cultivators will be on duty every time. As long as someone causes trouble, they will be expelled at best, or killed on the spot at worst!

If looks could kill, Lin would probably have died many times now.

Arriving at the guard office, Lin Xian paid two thousand spirit stones and then entered the city smoothly.

Unexpectedly, there is such a way to earn spiritual stones. The monks who need to go to the city need to pay one thousand spiritual stones each.

There were so many people at this exchange meeting that it was estimated that all the spiritual stones entering the city would have an income of tens of millions.

Not to mention the subsequent commissions and other income, Lin Xian once again had a clearer understanding of the source of income for the large sects.

As soon as Lin Xian and the two entered the city, a mocking voice came from behind.

"What a couple, how could they get together so quickly? The Qinglian Sect is really in decline now. The leader of the first sect, with his Nascent Soul cultivation, can even take a fancy to a junior of the Golden Core. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk …”

Hearing the voice, Li Qingling also had a frosty look on her face, but she did not stop.

Needless to say, the owner of this voice is Wang Bo.

Seeing that Li Qingling ignored him, Lin Xian followed closely and ignored Wang Bo's words.

Seeing that Li Qingling ignored him, Wang Bo was also quite angry, but as a Nascent Soul monk, he still wanted to have some face and did not continue to taunt him.

Li Qingling moved forward quickly, and Lin Xian followed closely behind. But at this moment, Wang Bo and Wang Bo were also following not far behind Lin Xian and Lin Xian.

Soon, Li Qingling and Lin Xian arrived at an inn, which was called: Xiantu Inn. The exterior decoration was very luxurious.

Not only that, the inn was also like a palace in the fairyland, which was somewhat consistent with the name.

After entering the inn, a foundation-building cultivator came to greet Lin Xian and the others.

"Welcome to our Xiantu Inn. Our inn is the best inn in Lancheng. The rooms are fully equipped. Not only that, each room is equipped with a protective formation. Even if the Jindan senior attacks with all his strength, he cannot break through the protective formation of our inn."

The cultivator smiled and introduced the relevant facilities of the inn very enthusiastically.

After listening, Lin Xian stepped forward and said to the cultivator: "Well, not bad, I wonder if there are any vacant rooms at this time. We need two."

"Only one room is enough, not two rooms."

As soon as Lin Xian finished speaking, Li Qingling began to add.

Hearing Li Qingling's words, Lin Xian was slightly stunned, and the foundation-building cultivator was envious.

"Okay, I'll arrange a room for you two right away."

"One room for you needs 10,000 spirit stones per day. How many days do you want to stay here?"

As a foundation-building cultivator, he was very familiar with the business.

"Ten days will be enough!"

Li Qingling continued to answer with a cold face.