Yannuo couldn't help but look around in surprise. There was no one except himself. Where did this voice come from? Could it be the handful of water that he caught?

Looking at the cup of water in disbelief, Yannuo suspected that she had hallucinated after teleporting over a long distance. It was really hard to understand that a cup of water could actually make a human voice.

Feeling that the handful of water he had caught was still twisting in the water bottle made of spiritual power, Yannuo asked curiously: "Is it you who is talking?"

"It's me who's talking, and I won't tell you!" A girl's voice came from the water bottle.

Hearing this promise, he couldn't help but smile, and became even more interested in the cup of water: "Let me ask you, what is your name?"

"I didn't tell you, this annoying guy, that my name is Zhen'er!" That voice was as clear and crisp as the mountain stream, and also like the naughty girl next door.

"Oh! Your name is Zhen'er! Who are you?" Yannuo wanted to laugh but asked curiously.

"Why should I tell you that I am Shuiling! Let me go!" The girl's voice was still so charming.

Yannuo looked at the clear water seriously: "Let me ask you, are you willing to become an immortal? This clear water of yours is pure and full of spiritual energy. Why not practice with me and become an immortal!"

The water spirit shouted: "I don't want to become an immortal, I just want to turn into a human form! I don't want to always look like this with a handful of water!"

"If you want to transform into a human form, you have to practice!" Yan Nuo was persuasive: "How do you know you are a water spirit!"

"Grandpa Turtle in the river told me that I am a water spirit!" The water spirit seemed to be moved and asked, "Can one really transform into a human form through spiritual practice?"

"Everything in the world can be cultivated! Even if it is a stubborn stone that is infiltrated by the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon, over time it will develop spiritual wisdom and transform into a human form!" Yannuo's expression was serious and serious.

"Okay! I will practice with you from now on!" Shui Ling said happily.

Yannuo dispersed the jade bottle transformed by spiritual power, and the water spirit Zhen'er fell into the river with a splash. Yannuo took out a jade bottle from the brocade bag in his arms and said: "Zhen'er! Come to this jade bottle.

Hit it!"

"I still don't know what your name is!" Shui Lingzhen'er said.

At this time, Yannuo could only see Zhen'er clearly in the water by using spiritual eyes: "My name is Yannuo!"

"I want to go back and say goodbye to my friends in the river! Do you want to wait for me here?" Shui Lingzhen'er said like a child.

"Zhen'er! You can say goodbye to them in the river first! I have some things to do and I need to go out for a few days. How about waiting for you here when I get back?" Yannuo smiled and looked at Zhen'er in the water.

"Yeah! Okay!" Na Zhen'er agreed, then dived into the water and disappeared.

All things in the world have the possibility of channeling spirits. Plants and trees can channel spirits, stubborn rocks can channel spirits, and even water spirits can be born in the river. I guess it must be a lie when Zi Cheding told me that flames can also produce fire spirits!

Thinking of this, Yannuo couldn't help but laugh as she thought of Shui Lingzhen'er's childlike and innocent words.

Now he rode the wind and headed east. With Yannuo's current cultivation level, he could escape five or six hundred miles in an hour. He escaped from the light and shadow for half a day. Along the way, Yannuo felt that the aura of this place was indeed better than

Lingzhou is much thinner, and the population is also extremely sparse.

Finally, a man walking on the wind was found in the air. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from his body, he was only at the sixth level of Qi refining stage. Yufeng said forward: "This fellow Taoist! I don't know where to find a place nearby."

city?"

The monk in the Qi Refining Stage couldn't help but be shocked when he saw a Foundation Establishment Stage monk in front of him. He saluted with both hands and said, "Senior! There is a market more than five hundred miles east of here!"

"Yan is a foreign monk. Let me ask you, what is the name of this place?" Yannuo said.

"Senior, are you a foreign monk?" The monk glanced at Yannuo in surprise, and then replied respectfully: "This place is called Huangzhou, and it is located at the junction of Lingzhou, Qingzhou, Mingyuezhou, and Yongzhou! The spiritual energy of this place is

It’s rare, the local monks’ cultivation is low, and the items sold in the market may not be attractive to seniors.”

Afraid of offending the senior in front of him, the monk spoke to the best of his knowledge for half an hour.

After learning the location of this place from the monk's mouth, he had a rough idea in his mind. Before leaving, he gave the monk a few spirit stones as a reward and promised to drive the light all the way eastward.

The cultivation level of the local monks in Huangzhou is generally not high. Although I have successfully built the foundation, I am still a low-level monk. I think there should be something that interests me in that market.

An hour later, Yannuo stopped his light escape in the air, looked at the terrain, and confirmed that it was the place described by the monk. He took a breath-condensing pill and hid his breath to the eighth level of the Qi refining stage, just like refining Qi.

The disciples of the early stage were walking in the wind like they were. Along the way, they also encountered some Qi Refining Stage monks who were rushing to Fangshi. They felt that their own cultivation level no longer avoided them.

The purpose of covering up one's cultivation level is just to avoid disturbing those monks in the Qi Refining Stage. After all, killing people and seizing treasures is a common occurrence in the world of cultivation, so when low-level disciples see monks with higher cultivation levels than themselves, they always avoid them at a distance.

Following these monks, after a short while, I saw a simple illusion array set up by the city for ordinary people.

Luo Dunfeng walked through the illusory formation and entered the city, but found that the city was less than half the size of Nanhuangfang City, and there were quite a few monks in the city. He used his spiritual consciousness to check it out.

, most monks focus on the Qi refining period.

After checking the market, Yannuo felt that this market was obviously a few levels lower than the market in Lingzhou. There were only a few shops, and most of the monks were mainly setting up stalls.

Although the monks in this market generally have low cultivation levels, the market is very lively, and the stalls are extremely messy. No one knows what they are, and they can only rely on the monks to find them by themselves. If there is something they like,

Not only can monks trade with each other, but they can also barter. This promise has not been seen in other markets outside.

This desert continent cultivation world has to be said to be at a lower level than Lingzhou. The items sold by the monks are obviously a lower level than Lingzhou.

At this moment, there was a loud noise. Yan Nuo followed the sound and looked, but it was just a few monks in the Qi refining stage who were fighting for a low-grade spiritual weapon. This kind of situation rarely happened in Lingzhou.

of.

Although the smile on his face dimmed, he used to be in Yuxiao Sect and relied on the big tree of the sect. Although there were not many techniques and crystals, they were enough for his cultivation. Now the sect is currently unable to return.

I left, and now I have to rely on myself for everything.

Thinking of his current situation, his face couldn't help but darken, Brother Yue! Dongtian Pavilion! You care about people's lives, confuse right and wrong, and confuse things! Just wait! I promise that one day I will succeed in cultivation, and I will destroy your sect.

, let your Dongtian Pavilion disappear completely in the Lingzhou boundary.

After wandering aimlessly around the market, although the market was not big, there was actually a bag of spiritual insects for sale. Yannuo was very curious, so he bought it from the stall owner and asked: "Who are the local monks?"

Are there many people raising spiritual insects?"

The stall owner smiled awkwardly: "My ancestors once raised spiritual insects, but our ancestors have been inactive for many years, and raising spiritual insects consumes crystals. How can these little monks with low cultivation level afford to raise them?"

Spirit insects? We can only take out the bag of spirit insects left by our ancestors and exchange them for some crystal stones."

After carefully checking the market, Yannuo bought another storage bag, but found nothing that interested her. She was a little discouraged and was about to leave.

At this time, he saw several more monks in the Qi Refining Stage walking into the market and setting up several stalls in an inconspicuous corner. Yannuo walked over casually, his eyes fell on a stall, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

But in front of the monk who set up the stall, he discovered that there was a miniature medicinal cauldron full of spiritual energy and some talismans.

Yannuo stepped forward and picked up the small cauldron and observed it carefully: "Fellow Taoist! Why is this medicine cauldron so small?"

Although this alchemy cauldron is small, it is of extraordinary quality and is by no means an ordinary vulgar object.

The monk glanced at Yannuo's cultivation and said in a very cold tone: "Although this alchemy cauldron is small, it is a spiritual weapon. It can be changed in size according to the owner's wishes. In my ancestor, there was an alchemy master who relied on this cauldron.

He has left such a great reputation in this deserted continent, and this alchemy cauldron has been preserved at home after my ancestor passed away. It’s just that I am not very talented, but I don’t even have the slightest talent for alchemy!”

A monk next to him was a little curious and raised his hand: "I wonder who your ancestor is?"

"My ancestor is called Hongyuanzi!" When the monk setting up the stall said this name, there was a hint of arrogance on his face.

The faces of several monks who were watching couldn't help but show regret: "I didn't expect that Hong Yuanzi, the old man, has already passed away!"

Regarding the alchemist's enthronement, Yannuo couldn't help but think that those alchemists were obsessed with the method of alchemy and there were many people who delayed the monks. This was the case with Elder Bai, who had taken care of him in every possible way.

Yannuo carefully looked at the alchemy cauldron in front of him, and it turned out to be a low-grade spiritual weapon. Spiritual weapons are everywhere in the world of cultivation, but few people refine the alchemy cauldron into spiritual weapons and magic weapons. I wanted to get this alchemy cauldron.

Quite a bit impressive.

"I wonder how much spiritual stone you want for this elixir cauldron?" Yannuo asked.

The monk smiled: "A thousand crystals!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks around him took a breath of cold air. The net worth of an ordinary mid-level monk in the Qi Cultivation Stage is at most a few dozen crystals. The net worth of a Dzogchen cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage is no more than a hundred crystals at most.

Spiritual Stone, this Thousand Crystal Stone is considered to be the highest level among low-level monks.

"Can I have less crystals..." Yannuo tried to lower the price.

The monk setting up the stall said: "Fellow Taoist! Although this alchemy cauldron cannot be used to defend against enemies, it is still a low-grade spiritual weapon. The price is already very reasonable."

What the monk said made sense, and Yannuo nodded: "Okay! One thousand spiritual stones means one thousand spiritual stones, I want this alchemy cauldron!"

Then Yannuo was about to take out the spirit stone when an old man's voice came from the side: "Wait a minute! Boy, let me give this alchemy cauldron to me!"

Yannuo raised his head and looked at the old man who was speaking. He felt that the spiritual energy in this old man was fluctuating. However, he was at the ninth level of Qi refining stage. His appearance looked like he was over sixty years old, but he also had fair hair and a childish face that looked a bit fairy-like.
Chapter completed!