The woman named Tong frowned, but this time she made no attempt to stop him.
"I am not short of spiritual stones. If you are willing to turn around and leave, I would rather pay you a sum of spiritual stones." Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed and murmured.
Although the two women in front of him have a lot of backgrounds and seem to have backers, Yuwen Zhouyuan is alone and is about to enter the dead realm of alien spirits. If he does not break through the bottleneck and restore his own magic power, he will probably not come out again. Naturally, there will not be many
I care about these two real monks in front of me.
Now that he has not recovered his mana, he is not far from the two mana realms, but their backer really takes action... He can't win, so he still has some confidence in escaping.
However, Lu Jianan's merciless reply made not only Lu Jianan's face turn extremely pale. Even the shopkeeper of Baoqi Pavilion, who was originally expressionless, couldn't help but show a bit of surprise.
Could it be that the other party is also a person with great background, yet he doesn't show any respect to the direct disciples of Venerable Chiqiu and the ancestor of Hundred Tribulations.
The shopkeeper of Baoqi Pavilion suddenly got a little confused.
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's reply, the pretty face of the girl surnamed Sun turned completely gloomy.
The woman surnamed Yutong seemed to have the same opinion as the old man. After looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan several times, she suddenly said: "What's your surname? Do you study under that senior? Maybe I recognize my ancestor."
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"I'm a Sanren. How can I have any disciples? As for my name, I won't mention it." Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and said noncommittally.
"Really? Fellow Taoist doesn't want to say that, forget it, but how about I exchange a bottle of Tianyuan Pill with fellow Taoist for the Earth Gold Stone? This elixir can temporarily increase the spiritual power of the innate warrior, which can make up for the original spiritual power of the innate warrior.
If there are no shortcomings, it will be of great benefit when breaking through the bottleneck." After a slight hesitation, the woman surnamed Tong turned her delicate hand over, and a green porcelain bottle appeared in her hand, and she said calmly.
"Right Heart Pill? Junior Sister Tong, this is the unique secret medicine of the Hundred Calamity Seniors, it's such a waste to exchange it for such a mere gold stone." The girl surnamed Sun immediately stopped her in shock when she saw this scene.
Even the shopkeeper of Baoqi Pavilion, who had been standing aside without saying a word, was a little moved when he heard this. As for Lu Jianan, he seemed to have never heard of the name of this elixir and looked a little confused.
"Does the temporary increase of spiritual thoughts also have an effect on monks?" Yuwen Zhouyuan blurted out with a thought in his heart.
"The monk's original spiritual thoughts have been greatly transferred, and the effect is naturally minimal." The woman surnamed Tong replied with some surprise and confusion after hearing this.
"If this is the case, fellow Taoist Tong, please put this bottle away, I won't exchange it." Yuwen Zhouyuan still shook his head.
This time, the woman named Tong also looked a little ugly.
The shopkeeper of Baoqi Pavilion had a look of astonishment!
You must know that Zhengxin Dan has such a great reputation that it can be called an excellent holy medicine for breaking through bottlenecks. How could the person in front of you refuse such benefits for a mere piece of physical and spiritual weapon material.
If the Zhengxin Dan had no effect on the strange poison on the Treasure Treasure Pavilion shopkeeper, he might not be able to help but take the gold stone back and exchange it for the woman surnamed Tong himself.
This woman was able to take out a bottle of Zhengxin Dan so casually, and it seemed that she was quite favored by the ancestor of Hundred Tribulations.
Just when the old man was surprised, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already asked him the price of two things.
The treasurer of Baoqi Pavilion was wary, but he didn't mean to open his mouth, but he still said a sum that was still a sky-high price for ordinary monks.
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded after hearing this, turned his palm over and slapped it on the storage bag, and a pile of high-level spiritual stones fell out, enough to pay for two items.
Without saying a word, the shopkeeper of Baoqi Pavilion collected the spirit stones with the storage bag in his hand, and the transaction was completed.
Yuwen Zhouyuan put away the brocade box and rushed out of the door. Lu Jian'an was frightened and hurriedly followed.
The girl in white looked gloomy for a long time, and finally did not stop Yuwen Zhouyuan from leaving before she was unsure of Yuwen Zhouyuan's true identity.
However, this woman has secretly decided in her heart that she will immediately send people to investigate the identity of Yu Wen Zhouyuan and find out what his origins are after she returns.
The woman surnamed Tong stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan's back, biting her lips slightly, feeling equally depressed.
When Yu Wen Zhouyuan walked outside the shop, he was in a good mood. He was very satisfied with the two materials he had received. In fact, among the two materials, the golden stone was the more valuable.
Because it is a raw material for refining the metallic soul magic weapon Flying Sword, which is very rare.
If Yu Wen Zhouyuan had not practiced the art of weapon refining and had some knowledge of the Heavenly Book of Artifact Refining, he would not have been able to remember this object. This object turned out to be mutated heavenly gold!
Not long ago, Yuwen Zhouyuan had collected the Qilin Tianluo Fire, which was used to refine the fire-attribute magic weapon Flying Sword. Unexpectedly, he had now collected the mutated Tianluo Gold.
As long as the mana is completely restored, the two primordial magic flying swords, the Qiantian Gold Sword and the Skyfire Qilin Sword, can be refined!
Half a month later, Yuwen Zhouyuan left Bailing City with a calm expression. After walking for half a month, a person came to a huge canyon, which was the entrance to the Dead Realm of Alien Spirits.
The entire canyon is several miles wide. Both the ground and both sides are covered with bright red rocks of strange colors. Even the air nearby seems to be reflected in a red color. It looks shocking!
Near the huge canyon, there are some monks and innate warriors gathered there in twos and threes. Some are whispering something, while others are meditating nearby with expressionless faces.
Most of these people were mid-level monks and innate warriors who were not very advanced in cultivation. Only after they found enough companions did they dare to form temporary teams and enter the Grand Canyon.
Of course, from time to time, some teams that have been contacted for a long time come directly from a distance and enter without stopping at the entrance.
There are also some high-level monks and innate warriors who consider themselves to have advanced cultivation, and they also enter without any scruples.
But no matter the monks or the innate warriors, no one dared to fly too high. At most, they were flying at a low altitude of about ten feet above the ground.
Because anyone who is not unclear will know that once you fly too high in this land, you will be giving most of your life to the hands of demon cultivators or other people with ulterior motives.
Moreover, in addition to this, there are countless ancient birds and beasts living in the Alien Dead Realm, making the sky completely a forbidden area with no restrictions.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan only delayed a moment near the mouth of the valley before he felt a dozen divine thoughts sweep over his body one after another.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stayed there calmly for a short while, and after rejecting several small groups who hurriedly came to invite him after seeing that he was a high-level innate warrior, he entered the canyon in the same spirit.
This canyon is just one of several entrances to the human side of the Alien Dead Realm. The rest of the canyon has been artificially blocked by monks using several strange formations.
Naturally, some monks from Bailing City were stationed near the only entrance, specifically monitoring the entrance to prevent any accidents from happening.
It's just that these monks are all hidden in the dark. It is said that the lowest cultivation among them is also a real person, and is guarded by a True Lord Stage monk.
In the canyon, Yuwen Zhouyuan was slowly moving forward while secretly thinking about some of the information about the Death Realm of Alien Spirits that he had collected from others in the past few days.
At this moment, Yuwen Tongyuan was wearing an inconspicuous blue battle armor under his green robe, and behind him was a Zhangba spear with a cloth strip covering the front end.
The spear is dark, but the end is inlaid with several blue spiritual stones, which shine faintly.
The spear itself was bright silver, and it was impossible to tell what material it was made of. The ribs were wrapped around the wrist, and were tightly covered by the sleeves.
Of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan's most important weapon, the one that allows him to venture into the dead realm of alien spirits, is naturally the two compressed talismans in his storage bag. With these two treasures in hand, as long as he does not encounter anyone above the True Lord level,
Things are enough to worry about.
The canyon became wider and wider, and when Yuwen Zhouyuan walked more than a hundred miles, the last faint road disappeared.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood there and looked around, sighing softly.
He made a judgment with his spiritual consciousness, and then he chose a direction to go.
In the first few days, except for some small beasts and some snakes and insects that occasionally popped out, nothing unusual appeared, nor did I encounter any monsters or other people.
However, since the area is very large, this is not a strange thing.
But five days later, a primitive dense forest that could not be seen to the end appeared in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
The trees are all thirty or forty feet high, with fat branches and leaves, dark and cool, and from time to time, some deep beast roars can be faintly heard from inside. Yuwen Zhouyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a while, then suddenly raised his legs and walked into it.
After a sway, the figure disappeared behind the tall trees.
With Yuwen Zhouyuan's current powerful spiritual consciousness, he used the Xiaoyao step he had practiced in the body refining technique. Even though the forest was full of vines and bushes, he was still like a ghost, walking freely in it as if he had become an invisible body.
If any other innate warriors or monks saw this scene, they would not be willing to easily provoke Yuwen Zhouyuan in this area.
Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was traveling, raised his hand and swung forward. He saw a flash of silver light, and a silver line shot out, surrounding a nearby tree several feet thick. Then it flew back.
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A shrill roar erupted from behind the tree, followed by a fishy wind. A two-foot-tall yellow giant tiger-like monster with a single horn on its head flashed out from behind the tree and pounced fiercely amid the roar.
Toward Yuwen Yuyuan not far away.
But Yu Wen Zhouyuan's figure swayed a few times and reached a few feet away without any intention of stopping. He seemed to turn a blind eye to the one-horned giant tiger.
With a "pop" sound, the one-horned giant tiger took a few steps forward, and blood spurted out, and its entire body was split into two parts from the waist.
The giant tree behind Yuwen Zhouyuan also made a muffled sound, its trunk split in two, and the upper half fell directly, covering the body of the one-horned giant tiger.
As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan took action, he actually chopped off the giant tree and killed the one-horned giant tiger at the same time, but the silver thread formed by the Shaqiu tendons was too sharp, and it was not revealed until now.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already disappeared into the dense forest in a flash.
Then Yuwen Zhouyuan's killing trip in the dead realm of alien spirits really began.