Chapter 271

"What do you want? If you want some simple spirit grass, I can give you some."

"This... The level of spiritual grass I need is not low, but there are many kinds and quantities. I don't dare to ask for it. I just need a Taoist friend to lead me to the place where I can replace spiritual grass."

"Well!"

Cheng Lingjiao nodded and said, "there is indeed a market for replacing spiritual grass in the periphery of wanlingzong. You can take you to see it. It's also a little famous. Where do most of the scattered repairs in the nearby area replace the spiritual grass?"

"Then you'll have a friend."

Yang Xuan looked happy and bowed to Cheng Lingjiao.

Even though they left Wangtian peak, under the leadership of Cheng Lingjiao, they went all the way out of the gate of Wanling sect and quickly fled to the north.

After flying away for more than an hour, the mountains in front of me gradually returned to normal, the desolate atmosphere slowly faded, and the aura seemed to be weakened. Although it was still a little different from the trees in the mortal border, it was obviously not within the scope of wanlingzong.

Cheng Lingjiao was very familiar with the terrain in this area. She turned left and right with Yang Xuan. Finally, a huge city appeared in front of her.

Yang Xuan's speed slowed down and his eyes were a little surprised.

The city was somewhat different from what he had seen in the past. Although it was not much larger in size, at a glance, the whole city seemed to emit dense light.

The feeling of the heavenly eye is even more amazing. The city seems to be composed of countless small arrays. There is a wave of spiritual power constantly spreading in all directions.

"This is a monk's city, which is mainly used for barter. Casual practitioners in a large area will come here to replace what they need. It can be regarded as everything."

Cheng Lingjiao also slowed down and began to explain to Yang Xuan. At this time, although she stepped on Hunyuan Ling, her momentum was much smaller, as if she was deliberately controlling.

"Although this city is an ownerless thing, it has always been maintained by our wanlingzong. We are not allowed to cast magic in the city, and we can't take off. When we get close, we have to reduce the fluctuation of cultivation, otherwise it will be recognized as provoking trouble."

She looked at Yang Xuan with a warning in her eyes.

Yang Xuan was immediately solemn and nodded. Then he put away the fluctuation of spiritual power.

Cheng Lingjiao turned back with satisfaction and fled towards the city.

The city is not big, just like qiansong City, but it looks more domineering. The city wall seems to be made of copper. At a glance, there is no gap. It is as muddy as a whole. The surface is as smooth as new, as if it had just been built yesterday.

The front gate is seven or eight meters high, and the three characters "all souls city" are written in vermilion paint above. These characters are deeply printed into the steel like city wall, looking vigorous and powerful.

Yang Xuan looked thoughtfully at Cheng Lingjiao walking in front, and was shocked.

The city may not only be what she said, but also the takeover of wanlingzong. It seems that wanlingzong still has a great influence in this area.

However, he just thought about it. As soon as he entered the city, Yang Xuan's eyes were shocked by the surrounding scenes.

Bazaar, endless bazaar!

Like qiansong City, the huge city is full of stalls, shops and all kinds of people coming and going.

There are big men nearly two meters tall, and there are dwarfs less than Yang Xuan's chest. Some are carrying big knives, and some are dressed as Jianghu warlocks. In short, at a glance, none of them are ordinary people, wearing strange clothes, and many evil spirits.

The only thing is that these people have strong or weak spiritual power fluctuations. Most of them are friars in the third realm. There are many who can't see through their accomplishments. With his strength, they can only be said to be at the bottom here.

These people shuttle back and forth between the fairs and observe. The small stalls and shops on both sides don't mean to shout. They close their eyes and meditate one by one. When someone comes to the stall to ask questions, they will open their eyes and reply.

In addition, every once in a while, a group of people dressed in the costumes of wanlingzong disciples can be seen passing by. They all look serious, and the fluctuation of their spiritual power is no weaker than that of Zhang Zhengli.

These are the people and horses used by the all souls sect to maintain the order of the city. It is precisely because of their existence. Even if there are many evil people in the city, there is no disturbance.

Yang Xuan walked all the way and kept observing all around, with colorful eyes.

In the perception of his heavenly eyes, the number of spirit grass here is simply heinous. The whole city emits golden light, and the street is like a golden ocean, which is very dazzling. Even the number of spirit grass in Wanling sect seems to be far from enough.

Just as he was fascinated, Cheng Lingjiao in front suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Taoist friend, this market is very big. You can go and find the spirit grass you need. I'll find someone by the way. We'll meet at the gate of the city in two hours. What do you think?"

"Thank you, Taoist friend. That's the deal."

Yang Xuan was overjoyed. In fact, he really didn't want Cheng Lingjiao to follow him. Otherwise, if the price of those spiritual grass was amazing, he could only take out the spiritual grass in the storage bag to replace it. I'm afraid it would be exposed at that time.

Although Cheng Lingjiao has performed well so far, she should be more cautious. After all, the big man she met in the state of Jiang killed Li Lao for his spirit grass.

The value of these spiritual grasses is so high that they have distorted people's hearts. It is necessary to be cautious after all.

After nodding, Cheng Lingjiao turned and left, and finally gave Yang Xuan a sign.

The jade sign is engraved with three beautiful small characters: wanlingzong, and there is an animal shaped pattern below, which seems to be roaring.

Yang Xuan didn't ask much either. After hanging the sign at his waist, he entered a street.

Seeing from a distance is one thing. After entering the crowd, he felt the excitement here. Although it was not noon, there were already friction in the street.

Yang Xuan's figure is already middle and upper among his peers, but it seems very small in this street. Most of them are middle-aged men, drowning Yang Xuan in it.

But it was as he wished.

He mingled with the crowd and tried to reduce his sense of existence. He walked all the way, turning left and right. After a long time, he stopped at the door of a remote store.

This shop sells clothes, and Yang Xuan needs it at this time.

He needs a new suit of clothes and a mask to avoid being remembered when trading