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Wulong City is the main city of Wulong County, one of the eight counties in Yingzhou.

Two hours after the rain, with the powerful horse's power, Tang Xuan appeared outside Wulong City.

The towering black city wall is like a giant dragon winding on the earth. The city wall is thirty meters high, and there are teams of sergeants patrolling on it. In the world where warriors scattered, the power of powerful warriors is enough to overturn the rivers and seas, and they have many incredible powers, so the real majesty of the city is beyond Tang Xuan's imagination.

He rode his horse to the outside of the city gate, and a long snake-like queue was lined up at the city gate.

Tang Xuan had already learned from the high talks of the martial artists in the teahouse that Wulongcheng City was opened, otherwise he would not have detoured by here, so he was prepared for everything in front of him.

Without following the team slowly, Tang Xuan rode his horse to the city gate.

"Stop, who dares to trek into Wulong City! I don't want to survive!" Several fully armed soldiers rushed out of the city gate, their eyes full of brilliance, obviously they were all Jianjiazi.

Tang Xuan didn't answer, took out the sect's nameplate and threw it over.

"Disciples of Yunxiao Sect!" After seeing the nameplate clearly, the soldiers changed their attitudes drastically. They handed the nameplate back and made a way out: "Young man, please come in."

Tang Xuan rode his horse into Wulong City.

Yingzhou is the base camp of the Yunxiao Sect. With the powerful influence of the seventh-grade sect, there is still this privilege. Tang Xuan would not be so stupid that he would not be able to do it. He would line up for an hour or two outside.

When entering the city, the first thing is a wide and straight road, which allows eight carriages to run through the entire Wulong City.

There are various shops on both sides of the road, and the prosperity is no less than that of a modern city, but there are no skyscrapers.

Perhaps because the market was about to open, the pedestrians on the road were bustling and crowded. Tang Xuan simply dismounted and placed the black-bed horse in the horse's stroll at the gate of the city, and walked in the city.

When they were walking until dark, Tang Xuan found a restaurant that looked very distinctive, ordered a table of wine and dishes, tasted local food, and listened to everyone around him talking about anecdotes about the world. It was very pleasant.

I stayed in the Wulong Restaurant that night.

The next morning, Tang Xuan woke up from the bed early in the morning and was full of energy. In fact, warriors can not sleep. They can recover their physical strength by meditation and practice at the same time. However, eating and sleeping are human instincts. Even if they reach the state of fasting, they can still taste delicious food. Sleeping is the same. It is more of a relaxation and enjoyment.

Unless it is the critical days of the breakthrough, Tang Xuan will practice day and night, otherwise he should go to bed or sleep normally.

After washing up, going downstairs for some breakfast, Tang Xuan went out.

The market is located in the northwest of Wulong City, covering an area of ​​100 acres and will only open on a specific day. On this day, countless warriors will come in. As long as they pay a certain fee, they can set up a street stall in the market, buy and sell with others or barter, in short, it is a trade fair.

Come to the gate of the market.

Because he was not going to set up a stall, after paying one or two taels of silver for entry fee, Tang Xuan entered the market.

As soon as I entered, a surging popularity came to my face, and a dense noise rushed into my ears.

Tang Xuanding looked at the market with four crisscrossing roads, with a "well" shape. On both sides of the road, there are small grids made of stone slabs with length and width of two meters. A small grid represents a stall.

It's still early, but these stalls are already 70% full. There are more people walking around. Many are standing next to the stalls and bargaining loudly with the stall owners about something.

Wherever Tang Xuan's eyes reached, more than 90% of them were warriors.

Although ordinary people cannot help but enter the market, it is meaningless to enter the market. There are all kinds of ordinary things in Wulong City. Only people with special needs such as warriors will come to the market, hoping to find items that are helpful for improving their strength.

Therefore, many stall owners in the market clearly require barter.

Although Tang Xuan had never visited the market, he had countless notes in the sect and had an understanding of it. He read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. Those seemingly useless notes are actually of no less valuable than secret books, especially for a rookie who has just entered the sect. This is also a great benefit to entering the sect.

Tang Xuan walked along the road casually.

He did not have a specific goal when he came to the market. If so, it would be best to have a graded cultivation pill, but it was obviously unlikely. A graded cultivation pill is more important than anything for warriors. It cannot be bought with money. It is purely priceless.

So he also came with the mentality of growing growth and growth, and if he could pick one or two items he was interested in, he would have a better attitude.

Some stalls have weapons such as swords, while others have herbs and elixirs.

Tang Xuan swept his soul power, and it turned out that they were all very ordinary people, that is, low-level warriors may still have demands.

After walking for a while, Tang Xuan saw that there were a lot of people in front of a stall. He walked over quickly and squeezed into the crowd, wanting to see what he was selling.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, with a wooden board next to him, with a line of words written on it: "Fifty thousand taels of silver per copy of the white-level low-level secret book, and the secret book of the white-level intermediate sword technique is exchanged for the secret book of the same level of sword technique." On the stall in front of him, there were several thin booklets, and each book had small words marked with the level of the book.

Tang Xuan took a look and found that there were the white-level low-level martial arts "Lingyuan Gong", the white-level low-level martial arts "Rolling Stone Palm", the white-level low-level martial arts "Big Sun Fist", the white-level low-level body technique "Waterless Trace", and a white-level intermediate martial arts "Qingfeng Sword Technique" placed at the feet of the gloomy middle-aged man.

No wonder this stall is so lively. White-level secrets are rare for ordinary warriors.

"Boss, it's a bit cheaper. I'll sell this book "Lingyuan Gong" for 40,000 yuan."

"Brother, will the "Big Sun Fist" be sold for 45,000 yuan?"

"I will pay 150,000 taels of silver in "Qingfeng Sword Technique."

The gloomy middle-aged man said impatiently: "Don't you recognize words? A 50,000 yuan book of low-level white-level secrets, "Qingfeng Sword Technique" only changes the sword technique, don't fucking talk nonsense."

Despite the gloomy middle-aged attitude, the warriors had no intention of leaving. Soon, several low-level white-level secrets were wiped out, leaving only one "Qingfeng Sword Technique" because it was to barter, and no one could come up with the same level of swordsmanship secrets.

The gloomy middle-aged man is not in a hurry, and he will not sell it no matter how others offer it.

Tang Xuan saw it and then quit the crowd. He was not interested in the secrets that these ordinary warriors flocked to. He thought that there were many low-level white-level secrets in his ring, and it was useless to keep them. It would be better to sell them.
Chapter completed!