Fantasy: I, The Longevity Body, Have Survived Ten Generations Of Geniuses

"Tian Shuang City is indeed a big city with a population of one million. It is really lively."

In the morning, Ye Fan had arrived at Tianshuang City and entered the city.

The bustling flow of people and the row upon row of orderly urban buildings, bathed in the light of the morning sun, gave Ye Fan a sense of returning to modern times.

His current appearance is that of an ordinary monk who has just passed his thirties.

Wearing an ordinary blue robe, everything looked ordinary, and few people would look back at him when walking on the street.

"Is this your first time to Tianshuang City? I only need three Low Grade Spirit Stones. I can take you around Tianshuang City."

When Ye Fan stood near the city gate and looked around, a down-and-out male cultivator from the third floor of Qi Refining came up to him and said enthusiastically.

"Is there a Qianji Pavilion store in Tianshuang City?"

Ye Fan glanced at this down-and-out male cultivator who looked to be over fifty years old, and asked expressionlessly.

"Of course there are shops in Qianji Pavilion. Is the young master also here to participate in the auction?"

The fallen male cultivator suddenly realized that among the ten cultivators who came to Tianshuang City these days, six or seven came to participate in the auction.

"Lead the way!"

Ye Fan took out five Low Grade spiritual stones and put them directly into the hands of the down-and-out male cultivator.

"Thank you, sir!"

The down-and-out male cultivator did not expect that this young man, who looked very ordinary in appearance, would be so generous, so he kept introducing the situation in Tianshuang City to Ye Fan.

Before Ye Fan came to Tianshuang City, he had already known the general situation of Tianshuang City.

This large city with a population of one million can be regarded as the most prosperous cultivation city within a radius of thousands of miles.

Moreover, the establishment of Tianshuang City is inextricably related to the Xuanshuang Sect. The current city lord of Tianshuang City is a Supreme Elder of the Xuanshuang Sect, and it is said that he has the cultivation level of the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Letting a Supreme Elder come to Tianshuang City to take charge shows that Xuanshuang Sect attaches great importance to this great city of cultivation.

However, Ye Fan is not surprised by this. After all, the benefits brought by a big city of cultivation to Xuan Shuang Sect are unimaginable.

"Sir, Qianji Pavilion has arrived. The auction in more than ten days will be held on the top floor of this store."

In less than half an hour, the down-and-out male cultivator took Ye Fan to the door of a magnificent six-story building. A huge plaque showed its simplicity and heaviness in the sunlight. On the plaque were three large iron paintings of "Qianji Pavilion" The silver hook was obviously made by a famous artist.

"Old Zhao, wait for me at the door for a moment."

"Okay, sir, please excuse me."

Ye Fan glanced at the poor male cultivator, turned around and walked into the Qianji Pavilion shop calmly.

However, less than a quarter of an hour passed before Ye Fan's figure appeared at the door of Qianji Pavilion again.

He didn't enter the store to buy anything, but just to confirm with the people in the store whether tickets were needed for the auction.

"Sir, where do you want to go next?"

Lao Zhao had been waiting at the door of Qianji Pavilion. When he saw Ye Fan coming out of the store, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Take me to find an inn nearby!"

Ye Fan pondered for a moment and decided to find a place to stay for the time being.

"As for inns, there is Chunlai Inn nearby, which has a pretty good reputation. Moreover, this inn also operates a restaurant, and the spiritual food inside is quite famous in Tianshuang City."

"However, the one disadvantage of this Chunlai Inn is that the price is a bit expensive."

Old Zhao looked at Ye Fan's face and saw that Ye Fan was a little moved, so he briefly introduced the general situation of Chunlai Inn.

"Okay, then let's go to Chunlai Inn!"

"Okay, sir, please."

Lao Zhao enthusiastically led the way and turned back to chat with Ye Fan from time to time.

Not long after the two of them left Qianji Pavilion, a white escaping light suddenly appeared in the air behind them, rushing towards the direction of Qianji Pavilion.

"Hey, a great monk from Nascent Soul actually visited Qianji Pavilion?"

Lao Zhao's eyes suddenly widened with a surprised expression on his face.

Tianshuang City has a forbidden air formation. Except for Nascent Soul and Soul Formation monks, no one dares to fly over Tianshuang City.

Now that this escaping light appears in the sky above the inner city without any obstruction, it is most likely related to the Nascent Soul monk.

Ye Fan followed Lao Zhao's gaze and looked back, and couldn't help but be slightly startled.

"Hong Xuan'er? Why did she come to Tianshuang City?"

The escaping light had stopped on the ground at the entrance of Qianji Pavilion, and turned out to be a silver-white shuttle-shaped flying Law Treasure.

Two people came out from the Flying Law Treasure. One of them was wearing a cyan robe. He had a restrained spirit and a calm and calm face. At a glance, he could tell that he was the kind of hero who had lived in the world for a long time.

The other person is Hong Xuan'er, the female shopkeeper Ye Fan met at the Qianjige branch in Qingyangfang City.

"Hong Xuan'er's background is indeed unusual. Is this auction related to her?"

Ye Fan only glanced at Hong Xuan'er and quickly turned back, not daring to take another look.

After all, the man in green next to Hong Xuan'er is obviously a Nascent Soul monk. If you notice him, you will definitely be able to see his true appearance at a glance.

This is not a good thing for Ye Fan.

Fortunately, Hong Xuan'er seemed to have something on her mind at this time. She just kept talking to the man in Tsing Yi and didn't notice Ye Fan who was not far from her.

"Old Zhao, how far is it from Chunlai Inn?"

Ye Fan quietly quickened his pace and asked Lao Zhao in a low voice.

"Sir, the magnificently decorated building a hundred meters ahead is the Chunlai Inn."

Old Zhao came to his senses and pointed to a six- or seven-story building ahead.

"Okay, let's go then!"

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the door of Chunlai Inn.

"Second uncle!"

"Xiaoyang!"

Standing at the door of the inn, a young man from the fifth floor of Qi Refining saw Lao Zhao and came up to him with a little surprise.

"Old Zhao, do you know each other?"

"Sir, this is my nephew Zhao Yang. Don't worry, sir, I will definitely ask Xiao Yang to help you get the best price."

Lao Zhao scratched his head in embarrassment.

After all, he didn't tell Ye Fan in advance that he had acquaintances in Chunlai Inn, so it was inevitable that he was a bit of a "trustee".

"Well! Go in and take a look before we talk."

Ye Fan waved his hand nonchalantly, and Lao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay. It's cheaper than the Xunxian Tower in Qingyangfang City, and the conditions are better."

Xiaoyang took Ye Fan into the inn and went directly to the A-shaped area of ​​the inn for a walk.

In the meantime, Ye Fan learned that the A-size room here only costs one hundred Low Grade spiritual stones a day, and the conditions inside the inn are also quite good.

Ye Fan decided to live here without any hesitation.

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