A World Worth Protecting

Wang Baole glanced at the token without asking more, raised his hand and grabbed it, and immediately the token came straight to him. After grasping it, Wang Baole put it away, and then looked into the jungle, where the strange fragrance came out. .

The monk in the late Yuanying stage, seeing Wang Baole received the token, he was slightly relieved, but the vigilance still existed and he spoke politely.

"Friends, please."

As he said, he turned to the side, not daring to leave his back to Wang Baole in front, but waited for him to walk side by side. At the same time, the two early Yuan Ying monks on both sides spread farther away at this moment, without showing Offensive, but mainly on prevention.

Wang Baole didn’t pay attention to the actions of these three people. At this moment, he walked towards the jungle. The monks from the late Nascent Soul stage beside him also took steps. The two of them stepped into the jungle for almost a time and appeared in it. To the source of the strange fragrance.

It was a large tripod with a height of one person. The overall cyan color was carved with some totems and runes. While exuding bursts of ancient aura, those runes also seemed to contain deep meaning. Together with the totems above, the tripod gave out bursts. A deep roar.

It seems that there is something with a strong presence. At this moment, within this cauldron, it is constantly bombarding, trying to break the cauldron, but it is difficult to rush out. It can only be continuously refined by this cauldron, and exudes the fragrance that makes the population crazy.

At the same time, there are obviously some traces of fighting techniques around, and several corpses can be seen in the distance.

In this scene, Wang Baole raised his eyebrows, and his spiritual thoughts spread during his steps, and he swept directly through the inside of the cauldron. It was clear that there was a golden thread in the cauldron, like the beard or hair of a certain creature, in the cauldron. The inside is boiled.

Perhaps this boiled water was originally clear and colorless, but at this moment, visible to the naked eye, its color is slowly changing, turning into pale gold, and the aroma is becoming more and more intense.

"This is..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. With his own knowledge and knowledge, he couldn't recognize what it was at this moment, but he could feel that after eating it, it would nourish the flesh, and it would be beneficial. Not bad.

For him, the utility is average, but for the Yuan Ying monk, it is no different from Treasure.

While Wang Baole was looking at the great cauldron, the monk in the late Yuan Ying period was also observing Wang Baole. He noticed that Wang Baole's expression remained as usual. He did not seem to have too much greed due to this strange beard, and his heart was calmer. He even sighed secretly, regretting why he had obviously stopped the other party before, but still took the initiative to stop him.

As a result, such a killer was stopped.

At this moment, he cheered up, waving a blue light from his storage bag, turning into a puppet like a Taoist boy, holding the copper bowl, walking to the tripod to pick up some, and then sent it to Wang Baole.

"Friends of Taoism, this is a great supplement, please."

Wang Baole had no expression on his face, and after taking it, he put it directly to his mouth and took a sip. For him, in his own personality, curses or toxins had no effect.

Even if he is just a clone, the same is true.

As the warm hot soup entered his abdomen and turned into bursts of warmth, Wang Baole's eyes lit up. Although the efficacy of this soup had little effect on him, the taste was unheard of before, and it was extremely delicious. .

"One more bowl." After drinking, Wang Baole licked the corner of his mouth and said.

The monk in the late Yuan Ying stage felt a bit of pain at the moment, but he let the Taoist puppet go to serve a bowl again, and then he did the same, sitting aside with Wang Baole, and tasted it.

As for the two early Yuan Ying monks in the distance, they could only stand there, swallowing saliva.

In this way, Wang Baole and this late Yuan Ying monk, you have a bowl and I have a bowl. While drinking, Wang Baole also seemed to ask casually, because he said he was a monk in the ancient city, so for Wang Baole’s question, this The monks in the late Yuan Ying didn't think much, after all, they were all common-sense introductions, and there was no need to conceal them to exacerbate the conflict.

So, half an hour later, when the golden tentacles in the cauldron were basically completely refined, the broth became golden, and almost 80% of them were drunk by the two of them, Wang Baole also got the harvest he wanted.

For example, he knew this golden beard, called a different beard. The monk didn't know what this thing was. He only knew that this creature was a unique food material in Appetite City, and there was a quota limit for external sales every month. You must complete the missions released by Appetite City to be eligible for purchase.

What they have here is not purchased, but plundered, so the storage of the things is difficult, and the cooking method is fixed, they have no extra time, and they can only cook on the spot after killing people and stealing treasures.

Only then was the smell of the smell coming out and the black-clothed old man who died in Wang Baole's hands was blocked outside.

At the same time, Wang Baole also got the answer he wanted for the token of Appetite City. About hundreds of thousands of miles away, it was Appetite City, one of the seven largest cities in the world.

Although the city is not closed all year round, there are strict requirements for those who come and go. You must hold tokens before you can enter and leave the city. Each token has a limit on the number of times and time. Once the stay time Arriving, if you don’t leave, you will be sanctioned by Appetite City.

And after the number of times is used up, you need to complete the task of obtaining the number of tokens to supplement this, otherwise you will no longer be eligible to enter the city.

"Appetite City is a paradise for me and other casual cultivators." The late Yuan Ying monk sitting opposite Wang Baole said with emotion.

"There, as long as you can afford it, you can get unimaginable delicacies, and every type of delicacy can increase your cultivation."

"Especially on the Gluttony Festival on the first day of each month, the whole city cheers and encourages. Just smelling the fragrance can nourish the soul. It counts as a day. Today is all. Unfortunately, I have another important business and I can’t keep up with time. …"

Listening to the monk's words and feeling the admiration of the appetite city by the other party, Wang Baole also became interested in his heart. Seeing that the soup was almost ready, he stood up, and amidst the secret surprise of the monk, he left.

It wasn't until Wang Baole walked away that the late Yuan Ying was really relieved. The two companions who dared not come close also came quickly and immediately filled the soup. While my heart was depressed, I was also fortunate. At least some left...

After drinking at the fastest speed, the three hurriedly put away the big tripod and hurried away.

At this moment, Wang Baole is galloping in the sky, according to the direction he has obtained, heading straight to Appetite City. If you change to other monks, hundreds of thousands of miles are not too far, but it will take some time, and there is some movement here. Restrictions and obstacles.

But for Wang Baole, these were not problems. Just like that, an hour later, Wang Baole, who was whizzing in the sky, saw a huge city...that shocked his mind in front of his eyes, between the heaven and the earth in the distance!

The entire city is like a huge tripod. The hustle and bustle inside it erupts, which can be heard from a long distance, and the most conspicuous is the blue smoke, which is rising from the city, on the sky. A large cloud was formed, and lightning flashed across the cloud, and thunder roared.

But it couldn't suppress the cheers in the city, as if at this moment... in this city, a grand event was going on.

You can see outside the city, a large number of monks are lining up in a long line, constantly gathering into the city.

"Appetite City." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and swayed away.