The first thousand two hundred and eighth chapter to inquire about the news
Chapter 1,208: Inquire about information
Lin Xuan looked around and didn't find anything wrong. Then he closed his eyes and released his extremely powerful spiritual thoughts. He was now an immortal cultivator in the late Yuanying stage, and his spiritual consciousness was even stronger than that of monks of the same level.
Even compared to the old monster in the early stage of the clutch, it is still different. Not a single plant or tree within a radius of five hundred miles can escape his eyes and ears. If it extends to a thousand miles, the scene he sees is a bit blurry, but he can still sense it to some extent.
to some.
After about half a cup of tea, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes.
"Master, how are you? Did you find anything?" Yue'er asked curiously from the side.
"Well, we are lucky. This should be the human world without a doubt, and it is eight hundred miles away from here. There are a lot of monks. If my prediction is correct, there should be a small market." Lin Xuan turned his head and said slightly.
Open your mouth happily.
"This is great."
Yue'er patted her chest, with a look of sincere joy on her face. Although she was the master of the underworld in her previous life, she didn't want to be transported to the underworld of the underworld.
"Then where is this place? Is it still in the Tianyun Twelve States?"
"I don't know where I am. I'll find out if I ask."
Lin Xuan said with a smile, and then a green light rose up all over his body, wrapping the moon around him, just like the small market flying past.
For a mortal, the distance of eight hundred miles would probably take several months to walk, but as Lin Xuan was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, with his light-escape speed, he could certainly reach it in a blink of an eye.
That city is located in a towering mountain, with a spiritual vein spreading up and down. Needless to say, this city should be opened by a certain sect or a family that cultivates immortals.
Lin Xuan didn't want to shock the world, so he used the technique of condensing energy to make his cultivation appear to be in the middle stage of condensation. After all, there are only a handful of great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, even in a holy land like Yunzhou.
Lin Xuan did this not to cause an uproar. After all, keeping a low profile is his principle in life.
Generally speaking, in addition to trading, you can also inquire about various information in the market. Lin Xuan wanted to know where he was.
There was a thick mist surrounding Fangshi, but this low-level illusion ban naturally had no effect on Lin Xuan. He flicked his sleeves, and the dazzling green clouds rolled by, followed by a clear line of
The channel appears.
Lin Xuan entered it.
It suddenly dawned on me that this was a valley surrounded by greenery, which was somewhat similar to the place where I had just been.
The area is also very vast. At a glance, there are thousands of acres, with many pavilions and pavilions scattered like pearls falling on a jade plate.
At first count of the bustling immortal cultivators, there were probably hundreds of them.
Most of the people inside were monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and there was not much to talk about in the Pill Condensation Stage. Lin Xuan had just entered, and there was a commotion. Although he had used the Qi Condensation Technique, at this moment, the cultivation he showed was considered
A rare master.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but look stunned. He knew that he should have concealed more of his cultivation.
But this is not considered a mistake. Anyway, I was just looking for information.
Lin Xuan's eyes swept around and quickly locked onto a two-story building.
It is an all-wooden structure. Outside the building, there is a flag and an eye-catching Chinese character "tea" written with flying dragons and phoenixes. Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and walked slowly over.
There were more than a dozen people in the lobby on the first floor, and without exception they were all young immortal cultivators in the spiritual stage. Nothing could be gleaned from them, so Lin Xuan walked up to the second floor without hesitation.
"Senior, there is a seat by the window here. What would you like to drink?" The waiter was also a cultivator of immortality. His consciousness swept over Lin Xuan's body, unfathomable, and he couldn't help showing a look of shock on his face, and he spoke very affectionately.
"A pot of spiritual tea, and some exquisite snacks." Lin Xuan waved his hand and said casually.
"Okay, senior, please wait a moment. You'll be here soon."
The waiter bowed and then withdrew respectfully.
For an expert like Lin Xuan, he naturally did not dare to neglect him. After a while, he brought the spiritual tea and the snacks he asked for. Lin Xuan poured it for himself, with a leisurely expression on his face, but in fact he released his spiritual consciousness.
, on the second floor, in addition to the five immortal cultivators in the lobby, there are also several private rooms.
Outside the private room, there is a light blue light curtain. Needless to say, it is a soundproofing barrier to prevent eavesdropping.
It's a pity that in front of Lin Xuan, it is useless. Those who can enter the private room should be immortal cultivators with status. From their mouths, we may be able to get useful information.
Green light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and his spiritual consciousness quietly entered the private room.
"During the sudden change in Xuanyuan City, I heard that nearly a hundred thousand monks from both the human and demon tribes died, including countless Yuanying-level masters who died. We, the Twelve Provinces of Tianyun, have not seen anything like this in a million years.
It's a big disaster." A pale middle-aged man sighed, but the expression on his face was slightly excited.
Most of the immortal cultivators are indifferent, but the pain of others can be turned into something to talk about. It has nothing to do with themselves and is just a high priority. For Nascent Soul cultivators, while they are in awe, they are also full of jealousy. I heard that
Naturally, he was a little happy when the other party died.
"Brother Ma is right, but I don't know what happened in Xuanyuan City. One hundred thousand monks died. Could it be that there was a big fight between the human and demon clans?" Another young man in his twenties said with some gloating.
Lin Xuan's heart was moved when he heard this. Even with his city, he couldn't help but show a look of overjoyment on his face. Who said that good fortune never comes without misfortune? Not only did he not be transported to the underworld of the underworld, but he was also still in the Twelve States of Tianyun.
This is great.
You must know that unlike the spiritual world and the ancient demon world, there are a total of nine in the human world. Although Lin Xuan's cultivation and magical powers can be used in the world, there are still many people who worry about him in the Twelve States of Tianyun.
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Lin Xuan didn't want to just leave.
Surprised in his heart, Lin Xuan continued to listen attentively. He didn't know what happened in Xuanyuan City, but the old monster who fell in Wudinghe was enough to cause an uproar. Lin Xuan also wanted to know what the situation in the outside world was like.
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"What exactly happened at the Tianyun Fair? We little fishes and shrimps don't know. I heard that several old monsters from the seven major sects and the demon clan have joined forces to collect the news."
"Huh, Brother Ma, what you said is wrong. This incident involves twenty states. How can it be so easy to get the news? Although there are many rumors, the human and demon tribes have indeed been in trouble. It has only been a few days.
, wars broke out among many sects. I even heard that even the master of Songfeng Academy has fallen, and even the supreme elder of the sect has come out. And the senior Wangtinglou is the number one in the Twelve Prefectures of Tianyun.