Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan shot a lot, the wild cow naturally more and more heart, and the voice has not fallen, it has already taken a big step like the center of the city.

\"Don't worry~"

Wherein He Lin has called him, then I am riding a car.

In order to show respect for the family, although there is no prohibition in the Baifu City, but the foreign Mozu, there are few flying weapons, so the city has created a lot of carriages.

This kind of animal car is pulled by a kind of spider-like Warcraft, which is quite wide, and there are no problems in accommodating several people. The wild cow naturally does not dare to sit with Lin Xuan and stand side by side.

Soon it was, just after the small half-small tea, the animal car stopped, and there was a house in front.

Lin Xuan swept his eyes and his face was a bit ugly. "This is too rudimentary."

Although the entire Baifu City is desolate and ruined, it is reasonable to say that it is still necessary to repair the ancestral hall of the foreign monks. This is a home that knows how to treat hospitality.

In the heart of the belly, of course, on the surface, Lin Xuan will soon look as usual.

There was still a bit of doubt in the wrong place, but my eyes swept over and saw a lot of invaders coming in and out, so Lin Xuan dispelled the concern. Just stayed for the previous year.

Thinking of this in my heart, Lin Xuan was calm, and the sleeves were a bit of Nan. A few pieces of magic stone appeared, and the wild cow and the beast car were sent away.

Then Lin Xuan glided over the building in front of him and walked into the tallest one.

After half an hour, Lin Xuan came out from the inside, and there was a black domino in his hand. There was also a string of numbers on it, one hundred and twenty-three. Needless to say, this is the room that Lin Xuan rented.

Of course, Lin Xuan will not search for one, but release the knowledge. Soon there will be a harvest, and the step is like walking to the left.

After a big tea, Lin Xuan came to the front of a stone house.

This stone house is made up of a kind of very thick bluestone. Lin Xuan is no stranger. When he was just on the road of cultivation, he lived in a stone house when he was a low-ranking disciple in Piaoyun Valley. I didn’t expect the time to move, the millennium passed. I have this experience in the ancient devil world.

Lin Xuan shook his head, but did not think too much, the left hand pinched the domino. Gently, the rumbling sound came into the ear, I saw the black light flashing slightly, the stone house door suddenly opened.

In front of the eyes, a room with more than 20 texts came into view. The area was quite spacious, but it was very simple. There was only one table and one chair, and there were several futons for the monks to meditate.

Lin Xuan stepped in.

Such a simple home. There is nothing worth to clean up, Lin Xuan casually took out a set of flags, arranged around, not much effect, but it can play an early warning effect, this is enough.

Then Lin Xuan pulled a futon and began to meditate. Of course, it was not really a supernatural practice. It was too risky to behave in a strange place.

Just adjust the breath. Slowly run the force inside the body.

Although this place is not suitable for practice, but time is not wasted.

This and the degree of meditation, how much can also increase a little strength.

Time has passed without knowing it. It is already fifteen. According to the Mozu who called the bull, the Fujia will hold a small exchange market on the first day of the first month of the month.

Although most of the participants are middle and low-level disciples, there is nothing to do with it. If you look at it, you will not delay anything.

And you can also look at how the strength of the payment system is. Although the ghosts do not dare to deceive themselves, Lin Xuan believes that seeing is believing.

Thinking in my heart, Lin Xuan walked out of his residence. Although he was living in a shallow place these days, it was not as difficult to find out as the news of the venue of the Fuxi Trade Fair.

To be correct, there is no need to ask anything.

Because many foreign demons will not miss this day. The ancient devils on the streets are obviously much more, just follow them and go.

After half an hour, Lin Xuan came to an open space, it looked empty and empty. It was quite desolate, but in the eyes of Lin Xuan, I could feel the sway of the silk.

Lin Xuan’s heart moved, turned his head, and saw a Mozu on the side touched it. Then he took out an invitation-like object and shook it into a black flame. He disappeared into the void and disappeared.

Then a winding path appeared in sight.

In addition to the people who pay for the family, there are many ordinary demons in Baifucheng. This blink is designed to prevent them from entering.

Falling in the eyes of a master like Lin Xuan, it is naturally something that is not worth a smile.

Lin Xuan’s figure swayed and appeared on that small road.

After a while, at the end of the path, the scent of the scent was horrifying, and a valley full of strange flowers and grasses came into view.

The area is quite extensive, and there are as many as a hundred acres. The Mozu inside can't talk about the shoulders, but it is also a crowd of people, calling for the sound of this, and there are many bargaining sounds coming into the ears.

Lin Xuan smiled. I didn't see a fixed shop here. All the monks were stalled.

This reminds him of the fact that when he first entered the sacred world, the first time he participated in the square market transaction.

The rush has been a thousand years old, Lin Xuan’s heart has a feeling of nostalgia, but now is not the moment of emotion, Lin Xuan stepped into the valley like a walk.

\".符篆,符篆,上好符箓, attack defense all have, cheap and good goods, buy more than 20% off\"

\"瞧一瞧啊, take a look, miss this village and there is no such store\"

\"上品符箓大甩卖, all loss processing\"

The voice of selling is heard in the ear, and Lin Xuan is shocked. Fortunately, after all, the ancient demon is a minority, and most of the children who pay the family are still standing upright.

Sure enough, they are some middle and low-level disciples. Among them, the majority of the foundations are built by the condensate, and the highest level is only the Yuan Ying class. Lin Xuan even saw several guys in the agility period.

This kind of strength, the technique can be imagined, of course, Gao Ming is not going anywhere. Before the booth, it can be described as a door.

Although paying home is an ancient demon, in terms of appearance, it is not much different from human monks. It is still pleasing to the eye, but it is the alien ancient demon.

This is the general situation of the whole valley. With Lin Xuan’s knowledge, it is natural to see it, and there is a great grasp.

Then Lin Xuan was in a relaxed color, and the sorrowful swaying in the valley.