There is a very famous restaurant in Nanyang City. As long as you have enough spirit stones to spend here, you can easily eat the meat of even high-level spirit beasts. The premise is that you can afford the amount of spirit stones.
Zhan Ziyang walked into Zui Ren Residence, and under the guidance of the waiter, he found a remote corner, sat down, and ordered a few delicious side dishes and a pot of wine, and drank by himself. The ten people in Tingyu Zhuzhong
Years of hard life made him feel quite uncomfortable. At this moment, he was devouring the food on the table without caring about others. But just when he was getting excited about eating, a delicate figure sat opposite him.
The purple floral dress gently covered her exquisite body. Her silky hair was casually tied on her head, and a few strands fell around her ears. Her pretty face was slightly rosy, but she revealed a hint of agility, as if she was naughty.
The elf is looking at the oily Zhan Ziyang with a smile.
Zhan Ziyang glanced at the woman opposite him in slight surprise. Without saying a word, he continued to eat the food on the table until he drank the last sip of wine. He stood up, threw down a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, and left here.
The woman was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a hint of childishness on her delicate face. She looked at Zhan Ziyang's leaving figure, frowned slightly, stood up and followed him.
Following closely behind Zhan Ziyang, the girl kept muttering to herself: "Isn't this girl cute, or is this guy so ignorant that he ignores me?"
But Zhan Ziyang moved forward on his own, ignoring the girl following him at all. Until he reached a cave, he turned his head with a cold expression and said with murderous eyes: "Why are you following me?!"
The girl's eyes were slightly stunned, looking at the undisguised murderous intent in Zhan Ziyang's eyes. She seemed a little surprised. She hesitated for a moment and then said: "Hello, my name is Lan Yun'er. Thank you very much for today..."
This beautiful girl is the disciple of Qiu Yu Pavilion, one of the nine great sects Zhan Ziyang met outside the city today.
Qiu Yu Pavilion is a sect that only accepts women. Although most of the disciples in the sect are women and there are only ten thousand disciples in the sect, the strength of its sect is extremely terrifying, otherwise it would not be among the nine major sects in Wuzhou Continent.
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There was a cold aura in Zhan Ziyang's eyes. Before Lan Yun'er could finish speaking, he cut off directly: "I'm not helping you, and if you are following me, I don't mind killing you too."
After saying that, Zhan Ziyang passed directly by Lan Yun'er and headed towards Fangshixing in Nanyang City.
Zhan Ziyang has undergone tremendous changes since he experienced heaven's punishment. If he practiced martial arts when he was young so that he could become a peerless hero who can eliminate evil and promote good, then after experiencing the destruction of the Yan family and the death of Feng Lan,
Finally, his character has been reversed and he is falling towards the abyss of the devil.
Even if the person standing in front of him is an unearthly fairy, as long as his life is threatened, Zhan Ziyang will kill him mercilessly and will not show mercy at all.
Therefore, the warning he just gave to Lan Yun'er didn't have any threatening atmosphere at all, but words that truly came from his heart.
Lan Yun'er could also feel this. She frowned and looked at Zhan Ziyang's disappearing figure. A sly smile appeared on the corner of Lan Yun'er's mouth. She tapped a blue colored thread with her jade finger and slipped in quietly.
Zhan Ziyang's body
"Apart from appearance, the aura is really similar to Senior Sister Yuyan's brother? Did I admit it wrong?" Lan Yun'er muttered to herself with suspicion in her beautiful eyes, and then turned and left here.
The moment the blue silk thread entered the body, Zhan Ziyang noticed something strange. His spiritual consciousness instantly spread out and carefully checked the body. After finding nothing strange, Zhan Ziyang walked directly towards the Jubao Pavilion in Fang City.
Jubao Pavilion is a large shop built in the central square. The power behind it belongs to neither Shaoyu Palace nor Qiuyu Pavilion. It is a first-class sect called Lianqi Pavilion.
Not only on the Wuzhou Continent, but also in the boundless overseas countries, there are branches of the Weapon Refining Pavilion, which have spread almost throughout the entire world of cultivation. However, there are not many masters in the Weapon Refining Pavilion, and their overall strength is not comparable to that of the Nine Great Ones.
Compared with the sects, it seems to be related to the techniques they practice. Otherwise, many forces in the cultivation world would not let the Weapon Refining Pavilion be so indulged.
Besides, Jubao Pavilion in Nanyang City not only sells magic weapons and elixirs, they also recycle them. Even if the origin of your magic weapons is unknown, Jubao Pavilion will not care about it, but the price will be much lower.
Zhan Ziyang came to the door of Jubao Pavilion, looked up at the plaque hanging above, and walked in without hesitation. The purpose of his coming here was to buy an alchemy furnace.
The Jubao Pavilion is divided into seven floors and covers a huge area. As soon as Zhan Ziyang walked into the Jubao Pavilion, he found a dozen monks haggling over a flying sword with sword energy sealed in it at the counter.
After a slight hesitation, Zhan Ziyang directly crossed the hall on the first floor, climbed up the stairs and entered the second floor.
As soon as they entered the second floor, a man with cultivation level at the eighth level of Xiantian came up to him and said in a respectful tone: "Senior, do you have any magic weapons that you are interested in?"
Zhan Ziyang glanced lightly at the man, who was about in his twenties, nodded and said, "I wonder if your pavilion has alchemy furnaces for sale?"
The waiter nodded with a smile and said humbly: "Senior, please follow me to the third floor."
Zhan Ziyang nodded, then glanced lightly at the seven or eight people in the hall. Finally, his eyes stayed on one person for a moment, and then he climbed up to the third floor under the guidance of the waiter.
The third floor was a bit deserted, with only two or three people shopping here. Zhan Ziyang followed the guy who led the way and walked directly into a secret room on the third floor.
In the secret room, a monk who was in the early stage of cultivating the Phantom Infant was sitting on a wicker chair and drinking tea leisurely. The guy who led the way whispered a few words into the monk's ear and then withdrew.
After the waiter exited, the monk in the early stage of the Phantom Infant stood up with a smile, pointed to the wicker chair beside him, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, please take a seat."
Zhan Ziyang nodded lightly, walked over calmly, sat down, and then the monk in the early stage of Huanying personally poured twice as much tea for Zhan Ziyang and asked: "Fellow Taoist, what kind of alchemy furnace do you want?"
Zhan Ziyang took a sip of tea and said, "Senior, can you introduce it to me first?"
"Wait a moment." The monk in the early stage of the Phantom Infant nodded lightly, and then patted the storage ring on his finger.
A black counter the size of a finger appeared in his hand. Immediately, the early stage cultivator of the Phantom Infant threw the black counter into the air with his hand. He performed the formula with one hand and muttered a few words silently.
The black counter suddenly spun several times in the sky, and then a flash of black light flashed across it. The black counter instantly grew in size, already about ten feet in size, and landed on the ground with a "bang" sound.