The "Tianyong City" in the Kyoto of Zhao State was a safe visit city created by several casual cultivators.

On weekdays, people come and go, and trade is prosperous. Not only are there mortals but also treasures in the world of cultivation...

Fang Hao was meditating with his eyes closed on the surface, but in fact he was having close communication with Tianlang.

"If you want to refine elixirs, wouldn't it be enough to find a cave in this mountain? Why do you have to ask for Tianyong City?"

"Before refining alchemy, you need to make more preparations. You also need to buy a good alchemy furnace."

"Alchemy furnace? Isn't there an alchemy furnace in my storage bag?"

"Your stove is so bad that you can't even condense a elixir..."

"If you use your stove to refine elixirs, the rate of elixir will never exceed 20%... I forgot that inferior stove was taken from which guy."

Fang Hao nodded slightly: "Oh! It turns out that he lacks a good alchemy furnace."

The two of them communicated for a while, and the groom and the rich master were also chatting.

The firewood on the ground was burning crisply! It reflected the slight wrinkles on the face of the rich man.

Several grooms sat honestly, listening to the rich master telling his past stories when he was young.

"Haha! I remember that I also had the opportunity to enter the Immortal Sect back then.

"What a pity! He was eliminated due to insufficient qualifications!" Master Fugui smiled strangely.

Several grooms asked: "Doesn't cultivating immortals pay attention to opportunities? Why do you also pay attention to qualifications?"

Master Fugui shook his head.

The light in his eyes became extremely deep and said, "Opportunity is second! If you don't have enough talent, even if you enter the Immortal Sect, you will be just a medicine-pounding boy responsible for guarding the door..."

"The qualification to cultivate immortals is the foundation, hey!" Master Fugui sighed.

Fang Hao only heard a few words and stopped distracting from listening to what they said...

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Fang Hao got up and left the temple before dawn.

However, before leaving, he took a look at these mortals who were still drowsy.

I couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

If I hadn't met the third senior brother stealing the Demon Pearl and encountering Tianlang by chance, wouldn't it be like these people? There would be no glory today...

The rain outside was still dripping, continuous.

Fang Hao looked up at the sky, frowned casually, and his face turned a little pale.

Somehow!

He doesn't like rainy days, because it's easy to accidentally think of the moment he was born on rainy days.

I remember it was also a rainy day.

He was born in this wonderful world with a curiosity full of endless fascination for the future.

But strangely, there was no mother or father by his side, only a golden swaddle.

The place where I was born was not a place where the mountains and rivers were beautiful or the warm nest was just for sale, but a ruin.

The waste garbage mountain of Wuji Demon Sect, where he was born.

He didn't know where he came from, and he had a sixteen-year-old mind and appearance at birth.

A few guys from Wuji Demon Sect who poured waste products saw that the golden swaggers on his body were of good texture, so they snatched them away. Afterwards, they threw him in the Servant Mountain. They forced him to do some dirty and tiring work day and night, and used things that dogs didn't eat for him to eat, and things that cats didn't wear for him to wear...

Fang Hao’s first year in this world was spent in boundless confusion and helplessness.

Looking back now, I feel very sad...

Where are his parents? Or do he have parents? Fang Hao has thought about this question many times. But he always thinks about the headache that he has unbearable, as if his parents are his taboo.

Fang Hao quickly controlled the escape light, hoping to leave this puzzled heavy rainy day as soon as possible.

Tianyong City is majestic and majestic. At first glance, there is no boundary. There are many people and traffic inside.

Even on rainy days there are quite a lot of people on the streets.

Fang Hao's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's worthy of being the Kyoto of Zhao State, it's really prosperous."

Before entering the city, Fang Hao changed his dress and took out a thick black robe and draped it on his body.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he hid his face and figure... and walked slowly into Tianyong City in the heavy rain.

The gatekeeper is also a cultivator, and his cultivation is not low, and he actually has the tenth level of Qi training.

"This fellow Taoist! You need to deliver the spirit stone when you enter the city! You don't need it, but the monks must abide by the rules."

The gatekeeper met Fang Hao, a black-robed man, and blocked his way with a stern look on his face.

Fang Hao didn’t realize that the gatekeeper had the cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi training.

He was just surprised that the other party's eyesight could instantly see through his identity as a cultivator.

"How many spirit stones? The first time I came to Tianyong City, I don't understand the rules, I hope I will forgive you!" Fang Hao clasped his fists and said.

The gatekeeper raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fang Hao hidden in his black robe in surprise.

He immediately smiled and said, "Since it's the first time I'm here, just two intermediate spirit stones!"

Fang Hao didn't say anything nonsense, and took out two intermediate spirit stones from the storage bag and handed them to the other party.

He also asked, "By the way! I wonder what rules have been set in Tianyong City?"

"I am just here for the first time, I hope my brother can help me solve my doubts."

The man took the spirit stone and found out that it was a real middle-level spirit stone, so he patiently explained to the person in front of him.

"Actually, there are no rules. It is mainly to prohibit private fights, prohibit evil thoughts, and prohibit..."

Fang Hao's head hurts when he hears it. The other party says there are no rules, but in fact he says a lot. Fang Hao doesn't remember everything, but just remembers that private fights are not allowed in the city.

This one is enough.

Entering the city, Fang Hao found an inn and stayed in.

In the next few days, he asked the waiter to run errands to inquire about the information about cultivating immortals and visiting the city.

This city of cultivating immortals and visiting the city was not set up here in a swagger.

Basically, there is a mortal market as the facade, and behind the door is the place where cultivators trade with each other.

The waiter Feng News is a good player who knows about the famous cultivation and visiting the city.

For example, the largest "He Family" in the east end of the city has a large-scale visit to the immortal cultivation city.

For example, Tongtian Pavilion at the foot of the palace is also a visiting city for cultivation and immortality...

Gradually, Fang Hao also learned about the general structure of the casual cultivator family in this city.

Basically the same as Daliang Kyoto, there are only a few companies that dominate, but the cultivation level of casual cultivators here is generally high.

Moreover, the Zhao court seems to be a cultivation institution! The so-called Tongtian Pavilion is the Royal Visit City.

But then again, these things don’t bother him. As long as he finds a relatively good reputation in visiting the market and buys a high-quality alchemy furnace, he will achieve his goal. Thinking of this, Fang Hao went downstairs to drink and eat vegetables, and when he is full of wine, he will buy an alchemy furnace.
Chapter completed!