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"Elder Tong, the people from the Ancient Qiong Clan, the Sier Clan, the Hua Clan and the Yuyin Clan have all arrived, but the Giant Clan has yet to arrive."
Reported by Qingshan Youth Exchange.
"The giants are far away from Qi Yunfeng, and they always arrive late. Let them go. By the way, it is rare for the two disciples of the Xuanji God to come to the Qianyuan Continent to entertain them. If you can find out the whereabouts of the Xuanji God, then even more All right."
Tong Feng instructed, "Yes, Elder Tong." The young man in the blue shirt agreed, bowed and stepped back.
"So many years have passed, and the eldest disciples of the Xuanji God have all entered the integration period. Is it possible that he has entered the Mahayana period?"
Tong Feng muttered to himself... A manor that covers a very wide area with small bridges and flowing water, and strange stones in the garden.
A tall and thin young man in a golden shirt and a girl in a white skirt with picturesque features were sitting in a green bamboo pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
The young man in the golden shirt has a high nose, his body is much larger than that of the human race, and his eyes are golden. Shen Tuxiao, in the early days of his union, came from the Jinkui tribe and was the eldest disciple of the Xuanji God.
The girl in the white dress has thick skin and thin body.
Cheng Yao, in the late stage of virtual refining, the young disciple of the God of Xuanji, she is a human race. The God of Xuanji currently has three disciples, from different races.
"The Hundred Clan Conference is the biggest event in Qianyuan Continent. I hope I can get what the master needs."
Shen Tuxiao's tone was heavy, they came to Qianyuan Continent to help Xuanji Shenjun collect resources for cultivation.
"It's strange that the master wants to collect the materials of the underworld. If there are other materials, they have already collected them."
Cheng Yao wondered.
With Xuanji Divine Sovereign's ability, as long as he is willing to do divination, I don't know how many integrated cultivators are waiting in line for divination, and the seventh-order thunder **** and the more than 100,000-year-old Dongyi Shenmu can be obtained.
"I don't know that since the master met her, he asked us to collect the materials of the underworld. It's really strange. I haven't heard the master mention this person."
Shen Tuxiao wondered.
"Who knows! Looking at the master's attitude, I am very afraid of this person, maybe it is the clone of a certain Mahayana monk, but the master asked Jiuxuan Zhenjun to help me fortune-telling, saying that I have a chance in Qianyuan Continent, and I don't know if it is. What a chance."
Cheng Yao was confused.
A fortune-teller cannot fortune-telling for those close to him, including his disciples, and can only ask other fortune-tellers to help.
Jiuxuan Zhenjun is also a fortune-teller in the integration period. He and Xuanji Shenjun are good friends, but they are not as famous as Xuanji Shenjun. They both fortune-telling each other's disciples.
According to the divination by True Monarch Jiuxuan, Cheng Yao had a chance in Qianyuan Continent.
As a disciple of Divine Sovereign Xuanji, it is not difficult for her to enter the integration period. The chance is big or small. True Monarch Jiuxuan did not say it was a big chance, but it might be to help Divine Sovereign Xuanji get the required materials.
"Who knows! Chances are hard to say, maybe you get that sixth-rank top-grade Thunder Orb, or a Heavenly Soul Divine Crystal."
Shen Tuxiao disagreed. Cheng Yao nodded: "Maybe!"
Wang Yingjie and Liu Hongxue wandered the bustling streets and took a look.
They noticed that some silver trees could be seen at the corners of the street or in the open areas, and the leaves of the silver trees were round and covered with sharp thorns.
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Moonflower wood, when night falls, it automatically emits soft white light.
They walked into many shops and wandered around, their eyes widened, and they saw a lot of strange materials. Liu Hongxue bought some elixir and demon pills to use in alchemy.
More than an hour later, they appeared in a 100,000-acre bluestone square, where they could see a large number of stalls, stall owners from different races, shouting and selling continuously.
Wang Yingjie and Liu Hongxue walked around to see if they could pick up the leak.
After half an hour, they stopped and stood in front of a small stall, the stall owner was a shrewd old man in yellow robes.
The old man in the yellow robe had rough skin and a weathered appearance. There were clearly visible yellow spiritual patterns on his face and arms, and there was a yellow sharp horn on his head.
Pan clan, this race is similar in size to the human race, has strong defensive supernatural powers, and is good at finding metal ore veins. During the glorious period of the Pan clan, there were more than a dozen cultivators. For a small ethnic group, there were not many cultivators, so they had to rely on the Vine Clan to work for the Vine Clan, otherwise they would have been wiped out by other races.
The old man in yellow robe was in the smelting stage, and there were a lot of metal ores on the booth, as well as some monster beast materials.
Wang Yingjie's eyes fell on a cyan jade box. Inside the jade box was a blood-red demon pill with some pale golden lines on the surface, which was natural.
"Fellow Daoist, what kind of demon pill is this?" Wang Yingjie asked curiously.
"This is the demon pill of the sixth-rank high-grade Blood Light Flood Dragon. If you are interested, you can exchange for something, metal ore first."
The old man in yellow robe replied. Wang Yingjie picked up the cyan jade box, checked it carefully, and nodded.
Liu Hongxue took out a yellow jade box and handed it to the old man in yellow robe. The old man in yellow robe opened it and found a piece of pale golden ore inside.
A dazzling yellow light lit up in his palm, covering the golden ore. After a while, the yellow light dissipated, and he nodded with satisfaction.
Wang Yingjie put away the **** alchemy, got up and left.
Wang Long took this demon pill, which could strengthen the power of his body, which was beneficial to his advancement.
They strolled around the square and did see a lot of good things. Some people even took out mid-grade Tongtian Lingbao to exchange. There were also many liars who made some fake things to deceive people. Low-level monks, dare not lie to high-level monks.
After more than two hours, they left the Bluestone Square.
The sky slowly darkened, and a large number of buildings burst into soft white light, illuminating the entire Qi Yunfeng.
These buildings are all made of Yuehua wood, the whole Qiyun Peak is as bright as day, and the streets are crowded with people.
Cultivators from different races gather here, they are of different sizes, dressed in different clothes, and they exchange Taoism and resources together.
This kind of scene cannot be seen in the Xuanling Continent, and the various races put aside their conflicts for a while, and gather here.
Wang Yingjie and Liu Hongxue returned to their residence, and Wang Zongyun also came back and was sitting in the bamboo pavilion drinking tea. "Zong Yun, has the ancestor Meng Bin returned yet?" Wang Yingjie asked casually.
"Ancestor Meng Bin and Ancestor Yuqi went to visit the seniors of Qiankun Palace, and it is estimated that they will be back later. By the way, Fairy Zhang came here just now, saying that there is a party the night after tomorrow. will also participate."
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Wang Zongyun said slowly, and took a sip of spirit tea.
"The younger disciples of the Lord Xuanji are also participating? Let's go together at that time, hoping to ask her to help with divination."
Wang Yingjie looked expectant. After chatting for a while, they went back to their room and meditated.