In Yi Heng's ear, there was a dull sound of "bang", and the figure fell several feet in front of him, and the blood gushed from his mouth, and the three attacks that followed would hit the monk on his back.

"Jie Jie." But there was no fear on the monk's face. He laughed two times and put his hands on the ground. His whole body moved forward four or five feet.

The three attacks of "clang", "bang" and "click" instantly hit the monk's place where he fell down and collided with the hard ground to produce several sparks.

When the monk got this gap, he flew forward and rushed out more than 20 Zhang in half a breath.

"Chase." "Kill" the city instantly rushed out of three monks figure, a pinch of fingers, hit the magic weapon on the ground immediately recovered, the three figures rushed to the monk.

After a few minutes, they disappeared in the distance.

The monk at the gate was not surprised. He just leaned on the side, his eyes relaxed, and he seemed to appreciate the fight.

Yi Heng's eyes stare at the monk's several mouthfuls of blood sprayed on the ground, so dazzling and so palpitating.

This is the city of one man? No limit to fighting, no limit to life and death, no limit to the number of people, only limited to the same level?

He was more careful in his heart, but there was no fear in his eyes. He no longer flew. He stepped out of his right foot and strode toward the city.

As soon as he entered the city, a fierce spirit enveloped his whole body, which made him, a monk with countless life and death experiences, feel his hair standing upright and his heart lifted tightly.

The street is not wide. It is about two or three feet long. There are shops on both sides. However, the signboard of this shop is a little frightening.

"Collecting black goods", "Assassin exclusive shop", "trapped killing array shop", "information package inquiry"...

he sighed in his heart that it was no wonder that countless casual practitioners were running towards this place. For casual cultivation, it was a paradise.

No, it's not just casual repair. I'm afraid there are shops in countless sects and families. Many things that can't be seen in other cities can be done openly here.

There are not many monks walking in the street, but they are all ferocious people, and few of them are as gentle as he is.

From time to time, there were quarrels and fights coming. The shops on both sides had array defense, and there was no need to worry about damage.

It's just that if other unrelated friars in the street are affected by the fight, they turn around and throw themselves into the fighting method. If they are dead and injured, they will blame their poor strength.

Step on the hard street, try to avoid the monks, slowly release the spirit and explore around.

The city is not big. It is about 200 Li in radius. It can be seen clearly in the spirit consciousness.

There are only two circles of the city within a radius of 200 Li, and there is only one street, which is the outer circle of the city.

After the street, there is a tall inn or restaurant, which is once again surrounded by a circle. After the restaurant, the lake, which is four or five miles wide, is green and crystal clear. There are countless pavilions in the lake for monks to meditate and rest.

The lake around the city is surrounded by the open space of nearly a hundred miles. The ground is dark red, just like the rocks in the secret land.

The rocks in the secret place are melted by the flesh and blood of great powers, but here, it is the blood of countless friars sprinkling on the ground. After a long time, they will immerse into the ground and form this color.

Yi Heng immediately understood that the open space in the middle was the place where the friars were about to fight.

How many monks can fight together in such an open place?

Singles, group fighting, are no problem.

With so many restaurants and inns around, it must be for other monks to watch and even gamble. This environment is really wonderful.

No wonder this city is a place of darkness and chaos, but it has been standing for a long time. In addition to suppressing the monks' accomplishments here, it is also because it can provide fair solutions to conflicts among the major sects and families.

He hesitated a little and went to a shop. The purpose of coming here was not to fight, but to buy Mingxin demon spirit. Naturally, he should inquire about it and be prepared.

The name of the shop is "information package inquiry". Although the store is small, it is only after entering that it feels that there is something else in it.

At the eye's eye, there is darkness, and the spirit is swept away, but it is restricted everywhere. I think it is the shopkeeper's array or magic weapon that blocks it.

He was not afraid, but he was careful.

In the dark, a foundation builder led him into a dark room and closed the door.

"What do you want to know?"

There was no other friar in the narrow dark room. The voice came from a small hole above the wall.

Naturally, he would not try to understand.

"How to collect the spirit stone?"

"Different grades, different prices." He was reluctant to disclose more information at all.

"It is said that there will be an auction of Mingxin demon spirit in this city in the near future. Is it true or not?" He no longer hesitated. If he had, he would ask the price again.

"This news is ten thousand spirit stones."

He scolded secretly in his heart. He wanted ten thousand spirit stones for a true or false word. He almost turned around and left. Even if he had enough spirit stones, he didn't want to be treated as a wrongdoer.

But think about it, but also to inquire about the price and efficacy, teeth micro bite, whispered: "say.""It was true two days ago, but now it is not."

Yi Heng's heart coagulates, the secret road is not good, there were still two days ago, but now it is not?

"Why?"

"Twenty thousand spirit stones."

"Say it."

"It has been bought by a friar through his relations."

"Who is it? Where is it now? "

"Ten million spirit stones can tell who it is, and one million spirit stones can tell where it is." Still, the voice of no emotion came into his ears from the darkness, which made his heart turn dark.

"Not in the auction?"

Yi Heng is a little reluctant.

"Absolutely not."

"A million is a million, say it." He almost roared, and now he was sure that it was a trap to draw him here.

But now that we're here, we can't be reconciled to the fact that we're all gone?

Even if you rob, you have to rob before you leave.

Half an hour later, he went out of the black shop, and the sun was shining on his face, but his face was not much better because of the sunshine.

The heart is not because of the light and feel happy, do not stop, across the street, into an inn.

The rooms in this inn are very grand. The practice room and the alchemy room are very comprehensive. What's more comfortable is that there is a balcony four or five feet in size near the center of the city.

In the middle of the balcony, there is a big table with eight wooden chairs.

From here we can see that the four or five mile wide lake around the city is close at hand. There are monks sitting on the boat, some alone, and three or four people, regardless of the direction, are still drifting on the lake by the boat.

There are also some small pavilions in the middle of the lake. There are also monks in the pavilions, who meditate and regulate their breath, listen to the water flow, or communicate with the Dharma mind.

Looking through the lake, you can see the open space of nearly 300 Zhang. The ground is full of dark red color, which is incompatible with the whole environment under the sunlight.

His destination is a pavilion called "listening to Water Pavilion" on the opposite side of the open space.

In the pavilion, there are two monks, a man and a woman, who bought the soul of the demon from the auction house in advance.

This is the information obtained by spending millions of spirit stones. He is reluctant to spend millions of spirit stones to know who the monk is.

Because no matter who it is, it doesn't matter. If you can start by probing down, what's the meaning of his identity?

Moreover, it is estimated that the nun is the first lady of the burning wild family, and it is no longer important who the male nun is.

Two days later, when Xiyin woke up, he could go to explore, because a man and a woman were said to want to see what five top talents gathered here.

When he gets it, he immediately escapes. Even if he pursues it again, what's the fear?

After thinking about it clearly, he settled down in the tavern of ten thousand spirit stone to meditate and adjust his breath to the best state.

What he was a little surprised was that after a day, there were more and more people in the 40 or 50 restaurants around him.

At night, the lights are bright. Although the monks are not afraid of the night, they still keep the common practice. On the balcony of every restaurant or inn, there are lights on, which can illuminate the lakes of four or five li.

The friars in twos and threes would talk on the balcony and drink for pleasure.

In this place, there is a sense of human feelings. It seems that you are in the middle of the river and surrounded by gallant chivalrous men.

In the spiritual consciousness, over the lake and over the open square, a man and a woman monk have disappeared from the pavilion.

In the world of mortals, they are like women in the world of mortals. However, in the realm of cultivating immortals, they know that there are some skills that attract people's hearts, which are very difficult to deal with.

There must be a body refining at least in Yuanying period in the lingchong bag around the waist. As the eldest lady of the burning wild aristocratic family, the level of refining corpse will be lower after the cultivation of the golden elixir?

It's just that this seductive nun who specializes in seducing the mind or practicing the corpse refining skill will certainly be very dangerous.

However, once the corpse refining is summoned, will the ability to seduce the mind be greatly reduced?

Male Xiu was dressed in plain brocade clothes, and his face was indifferent. He was not like the subordinates of Miss Ono. Instead, he seemed to be a very precious figure.

However, the two men have been here for several days. As soon as the day comes, they will enter the "listening to Water Pavilion" to meditate quietly. It seems that they are really listening to the water.

On the third day of staying in the inn, the number of monks increased sharply. Forty or fifty taverns with a height of more than ten stories were full. After a random calculation, tens of thousands of monks gathered here.

And all of them are in the middle and late period of golden elixir. They are full of strong breath, confident in the eyes, rebellious and brave. I think they are all people with identity background.

Where does general loose repair have such self-confidence and rebelliousness?

Are the top five talent parties on the mainland so attractive?

"Elder martial brother." Qiu Xiyin wakes up in bed and whispers. His eyes turn red again, and a trace of sadness flashes by.

"Xiyin, how do you feel here? It was fine two days ago, but now it's noisy? But it's more human. "He beckons to Qiu Xiyin who wakes up, and at the same time, he feels a little tight. When Xiyin wakes up, it means that tomorrow is the time to test.

It is very challenging to steal medicine from tens of thousands of powerful golden elixir friars with low eyelids.

"Elder martial brother, shall we not rob? Xiyin doesn't want to be hunted again. " Qiu Xiyin did not run to him as happily as before, but frowned slightly.

Yi Heng naturally knew what she meant and didn't want to be hunted endlessly again. "Xiyin, don't worry. Tomorrow we'll buy it first. I believe that if the price of the spirit stone is several times higher, the monk will certainly agree."

"Really? Well, when Xiyin is ready, we'll find a place to cultivate ourselves, or travel all over the continent. No, before that, we'll go to the island to avenge ourselves. "

Qiu Xiyin finally got out of bed and sat down beside him on the balcony, staring at his eyes.

"It's up to you." Seeing his clear and sincere eyes, he looked out happily.

"It's not bad. It's not so beautiful." Under the light, the green lake, four or five miles wide, glows with scales, like a swimming fish, rolling in its eyes.

"Well, I'll find a boat tomorrow and wander around the lake."

"That's great. Xiyin likes water best. He used to play with Maomaoying in the water. He was very happy. By the way, has Maomao Eagle heard anything about it?"

Qiu Xiyin's happy smile suddenly solidified, as if recalling the past days.

"Not yet. Don't worry. After it comes out of the secret place of Dabi, its cultivation is improved and its temperament is wilder. But undeniably, the stronger the cross-country strength is, let it go. It may be good for it."

Yi Heng has a slight pain in his heart. He has been with Maomaoying for several years. He has been watching it grow all the way. Naturally, he is worried.

While they were chatting about the past, they listened to the heroic voice of friars everywhere, and unconsciously it was late at night.

He gave some of the pills to Qiu Xiyin, but he didn't dare to tell him anything later. He must get it.

At that time, the day was bright and the sun was shining, and the lake was even more charming.

The blue light reflected by the clear lake water reflected in his eyes made Qiu Xiyin lose his eyes and immerse himself in nature.

They sat in the boat and gradually drifted across the lake.

His mood was obviously not in harmony with the beautiful scenery.

After the operation, fight for a hit and kill, grab the storage ring on the nun's finger, and never cross from the opposite restaurant.

Since it was a trap, how could these two monks be the only ones?

The general thinking, nature as soon as possible to escape to the nearest place from the city wall, but he would not think so?

Maybe in the restaurant opposite, there are several monks ready to stop them.

He thought to himself.

The boat has already circled for a short time, and the two monks in the "listening to Water Pavilion" can be seen. They seem to have no alertness, but they are still talking and laughing with indifference.

However, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the male monk was not an ordinary monk. Although he was dressed in plain brocade clothes, he showed a slight low profile, but the light color on his face was not disguised.

Only when you are in a high position or have a profound cultivation can you have such a real indifferent color.

It's not confidence, it's seeing everything.

He clenched his fist slightly, and a trace of sweat appeared in the palm of his hand, but when he spread out his hands, the breeze on the lake instantly dried up.

"Elder martial brother, we'll dig a lake like this in our seclusion, OK?" Qiu Xiyin didn't seem to realize his nervousness at all, and his eyes were full of longing.

"Well, as long as you like, we'll dig a lake, a boat, and let it drift on the lake every day."

"Really?" Qiu Xiyin exclaimed in surprise. He was not good at secretly, and there were scattered monks around him. All of them were attracted by the sound.

"Nature is true," he said with a wry smile

At this time, only a mile away from the "listening to Water Pavilion", the naked eye has clearly seen a man and a woman laughing in the pavilion.

Originally, it was a scene of ordinary men and women playing, but in his eyes there was deep meaning everywhere.

From time to time, the nun looked at the restaurant. The man's face was calm, but his eyes showed pity. Everything was not like a Taoist couple, but a trap.

At the time of ten Zhang, Qiu Xiyin became more and more dignified. Fearing that the business could not be completed, the elder martial brother started to rob and destroy the harmonious environment here. He was a little nervous.

Yi Heng's heart sank. Originally, the man and the nun were sitting side by side, but somehow, the monk sat in front of the nun and blocked half of the body.

In this way, if you want to kill him, you must surpass the male monk. However, under the induction, the male Xiu's face is still calm and unfathomable.

At this time, they also stare at him and Qiu Xiyin on the boat.

Yi Heng says that he can only buy this time. This man's training can't be solved in a short time. He can't see the depth and the strength is unpredictable.

Just as he was ready to bow his hands to greet him, the monk took the lead in opening his mouth, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he had the idea of abandoning the boat and escaping immediately."Yi Daoyou, why don't you come here for a talk?" The voice was soft and pleasant, as if it had magic power. It attracted Qiu Xiyin.

But his face changed dramatically. There were not only traps, but also experts. How could he not feel murderous?

But no matter what, I dare not stay here any more. I pinched Qiu Xiyin's little hand slightly. Just as she was about to take her to fly, the voice of male monk came from the pavilion.

"Yi Daoyou don't need to panic. Kun has been waiting for you for a long time without malice." The male Xiu in the pavilion has clear eyes and a cool face. It seems that Yi Heng is going to stay or not. He doesn't care about the general.

Yi Heng hesitated suddenly, and immediately took a horizontal view of his heart. Since he had been seen through, if he wanted to leave again, he would have no bearing at all.

In addition, if you want to buy Mingxin demon soul, you can't miss the opportunity to speak.

He looked at Qiu Xiyin and jumped into the pavilion.

There was a slight smile on the male monk's face, which seemed to be in his grasp. The nun behind him showed half of her body, and at this time she also put out her head and looked at them carefully with charming eyes.

"Why do you think I'm the one you want to wait for?" Yi Heng is also clear at this time, these two people are here for several days, they must be waiting for themselves, and now they do not deny or admit it.

"Stupid." The nun suddenly uttered a voice, and her voice was extremely seductive. Yi Heng's eyes were like electricity, shooting at her.

"Ha ha, this is Kun's younger martial sister. Some of them collide with Taoist friends. Excuse me, but Daoyou don't want to hear that Kun knows it's you?"

Although he was forgiving, he didn't show any blame in his expression. He was obviously spoiled.

Please give me some advice

"Yi Daoyou have no sincerity. How can Kun give me some advice?"

"How to be sincere?"

"If you take off the utensils on the surface, you are sincere."

From the beginning of meeting, Yi Heng feels that he has been falling behind. Not only is the male practitioner powerful, but also the female practitioner is not simple.

He also knew that since he had seen all the magic tools on his face, it would be even worse to deny it.

The monk's state of mind is the first, but at this time he is the first to lose.