Chapter 61

Yi Heng didn't have time to regret. He just heard a loud noise, and the big stone was smashed.

"Oh, my dear."

With a howl, Yi Heng quickly leaps over there.

"Don't worry. Don't worry." He is so sorry that he can gather aura. He has to try to attack.

After a while, I came to the place where the big stone disappeared, and the Bagua plate lay quietly on the ground.

He quickly picked it up and looked at it carefully. He found that there was no trace of collision, so he was relieved.

I wiped my clothes very carefully before I looked at the big stone.

How much attack power is needed to achieve this?

He touched the Bagua dish again, and confirmed that there was no trace. He knew the third effect of the Bagua dish, attack.

Looking around, aiming at a bigger stone next to it, ready to try again.

Entering the purple mansion, he found that the villain was so weak that he could not sit still.

"No wonder I felt dizzy just now. It turns out that the soul power consumed by this attack is even greater, but it can't be borne by one blow."

With a move of his hand, the weak villain disappeared from his hand and returned to the purple mansion, floating in the chaos.

Yi Heng, who returns to the cave, knows that he has a unique move, but he can't use it easily. But how powerful is this? I haven't seen the attack of the foundation building monk. It's hard to measure, but it should be more powerful than Zeng Yushu's.

Yi Heng, who returned to the cave, thought carefully.

"At present, I have two big killing moves. One is soul stab, but soul Sting has not tried its power, and it needs to be stronger than the other to be effective.

The second is a blow from the Bagua dish. It's a powerful blow. It's just that after using it, one's soul will be very weak. "

Think of the last to find that these two moves are not dare to use casually, still have to practice hard.

Tianli mountain, which is ten thousand feet high, is said to be the nearest place to the sky.

Located in the center of the mainland, it is the junction of Li Guo, Heng Guo and Zhen Guo.

Ninety years ago, Yimen, zhenmen and genmen made an agreement. No matter how secular countries change, this mountain does not belong to any one country. It can only be a place where there are three ways to fight.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, a monk was worrying about the thick clouds.

He is Yi Heng who has been here for two days.

For two days, I knew that the city was in the fog, but I didn't know how to get in.

I've been wandering around for two days, but I haven't met anyone. If Zeng Yushu didn't say so, I would have thought I was cheated.

"If there is no one else today, we have to do something about it. Maybe we have to throw this talisman out to try, but it's used to enter the mountain gate. Does it work here?"

The morning passed, still flying snow, no one.

Just as he was about to urge the talisman, he saw three figures falling ten Zhang away.

One of them took out a talisman in his hand. As soon as his spiritual power was aroused, the talisman flew into the clouds.

Yi Heng is overjoyed to see the situation and has no time to speak, so he jumps over and falls behind three people.

When the three men saw him coming suddenly, they turned around one after another, showing a defensive look.

"Don't be alarmed by the three Taoist friends. Yi is reckless. They all want to follow the three Taoist friends because they are not allowed to enter."

Yi Heng was shocked and quickly explained.

"So it is. It must be the first time for yidaoyou to come here. Just follow me." Said the friar in purple.

The other two men did not show or talk, but they finally put up their defensive posture.

With these two words, the cloud had already revealed a door the size of a man. The friar in purple motioned to enter the door first.

After the three of them went in, Yi Heng also rushed into it.

Outside the clouds, the snow was flying, but inside the clouds it was like spring.

Yi Heng, who just came in, was stunned.

A flat street is full of stalls, crowded like a secular street.

Some bargain, some talk loudly, some shout and sell.

There are all kinds of skills, talismans, miraculous drugs and magic instruments. There are many things that he can't name. It seems very lively.

Along the street, he slowly strolled. The three men seemed to have a definite destination. As soon as they entered the market, they immediately walked forward and did not care about the goods nearby.

But where Yi Heng knows where to go, he has to hang out slowly.

"The medium quality attack magic weapon is made by master li himself. One of them is at your disposal. If you need it, you can try its power. The price is not expensive. It's a thousand spirit stones."

Yi Heng, who walked through a magic tool stall and was ready to see what the magic weapon was, was shocked by the price."This Taoist friend, do you want to have a try?" The owner of the stall is a middle-aged monk and says to another monk who is watching with Yi Heng.

Yi Heng uses the eye skill to check, and he knows that the stall owner should be more than nine levels of Qi refining, and the monk should be the same.

The friar waved his hand and said, "not for the time being."

Yi Heng thought that his stall owner would ask him, but the stall owner looked at him and said with disdain: "this little brother, don't try it, you can't afford to try it."

He lowered his head.

Yi Hengxin knew that he was looked down upon, but he didn't get angry. Originally, he had only seven levels of cultivation, so he couldn't even buy the magic tools.

There are less than 100 spirit stones all over the body. The only valuable one should be the pill. However, the value of the pill should be found out first.

Slowly go forward, encounter new things will stop to listen to the introduction of the stall owner, really long a lot of knowledge.

When he came to a pill stand, he was determined to inquire about the price, so he squatted down there.

"Do you want pills? There are many kinds of elixir, healing elixir and Guben Peiyuan pill, but the quantity is not large. If you need to, you should seize the time. " The stall owner introduced it.

"Are pills very popular?"

"That's of course, especially the Ju Ling pill. One pill can be worth several days' cultivation. Who doesn't want it? The healing elixir is a necessary pill for walking out. Sometimes it can save one's life. Who doesn't want to prepare more? "

"How can you sell this elixir?"

"One four spirit stones, three spirit stones for healing holy pill, and three spirit stones for strengthening the original Peiyuan pill."

"So expensive?" Yi Heng was surprised.

"Of course, the success rate of alchemy is very low."

At this time, a nun in black came and said to the stall owner:

"thank you for your pills, Peng Daoyou. If it wasn't for the healing elixir, I would not be able to come back this time."

"It's Huang Daoyou. Why? Did you get hurt this time? " The stall owner raised his head and said to the nun in black.

"Yes, I didn't expect that the miraculous medicine was guarding a monster close to the 12th level. It was very injured, but the harvest was not small. Come on, how many pills can be exchanged for this miraculous medicine?"