Just as Pang Yue was walking towards the beautiful young woman on the bed, his expression suddenly moved slightly and he looked at the ancient bronze ship mark on his left hand.
The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared like a dreamy bubble.
On the ever-changing sea of light, an ancient bronze ship cuts through the waves.
The figure on the bow of the ship flashed, revealing Pang Yue's figure. Looking far ahead, he saw a small island appearing not far ahead, above the vast sea of light. The island was lined with buildings and figures.
His expression changed slightly. He had always thought that in the sea of light where the ancient ship of all realms was located, there were only the mysterious ancient trees and the fruits of heaven that contained a heaven.
Unexpectedly, an island appeared this time!
With a look of curiosity on his face, he activated the ancient ship of all realms and sailed towards the island.
Not far from the island, a pier appeared in sight, and there was not a single ship beside the pier.
On the pier, there is a square paved with white jade, neat and spotless.
At the end of the square, there is a magnificent gate tower. In front of the gate tower stand two three-foot-tall golden-armored puppets, emitting frightening and terrifying energy fluctuations.
"Tianluo!"
Pang Yue glanced at it from a distance, feeling horrified in his heart.
He looked at the gatehouse and saw a plaque with four characters written on it - Baiyu Xianfang!
"This is a city... Who can build a city here? Is it a fairy garden?"
Various speculations emerged in Pang Yue's mind.
What surprised him was that even though he was so close to the island, the two golden-armored puppets under the island's gatehouse didn't seem to notice him!
This is anything but normal.
The only possibility may be the Ancient Ship of All Realms...
He stood quietly on the bow of the boat, looking at the city in the distance, not in a hurry to go there.
After a few sticks of incense, I saw a sudden flash of light in the white jade square in front of the gate of Nafang City, and an old man in a wide robe, long sleeves, and a tall crown and sash appeared.
The Qi in his body is deep and deep, as if it is as mysterious and lofty as the way of heaven. He is also a cultivator of Tianluo!
But he didn't seem to be aware of Pang Yue's presence outside the island, and went straight to the gatehouse of Fangshi.
The two golden-armored puppets immediately stepped forward to block him.
The old man laughed, took out a top-quality spiritual stone and handed it over, and the golden-armored puppet immediately let it go.
The old man walked calmly into the market.
Pang Yue stood at the bow of the ancient ship of all realms and continued to wait and observe patiently.
Not long after, another graceful and graceful female cultivator appeared in the White Jade Square. Like the old man before, she paid a top-quality spiritual stone and entered the market.
This woman's cultivation level is not high, she is only in the early stage of Yuanshen.
After an hour, no one appeared again. Instead, two late-stage Yuanshen Buddhist cultivators walked out of the gatehouse, came to the square, made a magic spell, and then disappeared.
"They did not enter Fang City through this sea of light..."
Pang Yue secretly had a guess in his heart.
This scene reminded him of the "Youtianfang City" in Chixiaotian back then! That city was hidden in the void, and in the vast Chixiaotian, monks from all over the world could teleport in.
The island in front of me is so similar.
This sea of light has the ability to communicate with all realms. The Hundred Realms Immortal Square is located here, perhaps taking advantage of the unique geographical void of this place to communicate with some areas of the three thousand spiritual realms in the misty sky.
The Misty Sky is so vast. The Guangwu Spirit Realm alone is comparable to the Scarlet Sky Sky. The three thousand spiritual realms added together can account for hundreds of millions of monks, which is hard to count.
This Immortal Square can connect hundreds of realms, and seeing that there are many powerful Tianluo among them, the forces behind it are probably very extraordinary.
The Ancient Ship of All Realms is anchored on the Sea of Light, far away from Baiyu Immortal Square. It seems that there is a void world in between. The monks on the island seem to be unable to see the situation outside the island at all.
"It's worth exploring."
Pang Yue pondered for a moment, then waved his sleeves and shook out a magic talisman.
Naturally, he would not put himself in danger, so he saw a flash of magic light on the magic talisman, countless strange brilliance emerged in the void, and then a group of strange plants with countless branches and vines appeared on the bow of the ship.
This group of vines is intertwined and intertwined. It has no roots or leaves, but it is full of tentacles like steel needles. It blooms dozens of strange flowers of ten colors. At the core of the flower, there are circles of black light that expand and contract indefinitely. It seems to have a strong addiction.
Blood thirst.
Ten-colored magic vines!
Astonishingly, he is one of Pang Yue's seven magic talisman clones.
Now the Huangquan magic talisman is going to Fenggu to "borrow" the innate Gengjin energy. The magic talisman in hand that is suitable for adventure is the ten-color magic vine.
I saw the magic vines extending and twisting, turning into a human form. Then the magic light flashed, flesh and blood grew, and clothes emerged, transforming into a middle-aged Taoist priest.
Pang Yue took out a storage bag and handed it to the magic talisman clone. The latter smiled indifferently, floated up, and flew towards the mysterious island.
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The magic talisman clone passed through a layer of cold and transparent film, and appeared in the White Jade Square.
The gate tower of Xianfang is only a hundred steps away from him.
The two golden-armored puppets in front of the gatehouse suddenly looked towards him with their eyes shining with divine light.
Pang Yue suddenly felt the pressure on his body sink, and an ancient voice came from his ears: "Incarnation of the devil? Demon cultivator?"
He looked at the two golden-armored puppets and said solemnly: "Can I enter?"
The golden-armored puppet said calmly: "Anyone who pays a top-quality spiritual stone can enter!"
Pang Yue nodded, took out a top-quality spiritual stone and handed it over.
The golden-armored puppet took the spirit stone and said: "You can stay in the Immortal Workshop for ten hours, and if you don't leave after that time, don't blame us for taking action."
Pang Yue chuckled and stepped into the fairy workshop.
A main street stretches straight, with shops lined up on both sides. Many monks come and go in the immortal square, which is very lively.
What shocked Pang Yue the most was that the monks in this immortal workshop were all above the Yuanshen realm, and some even lacked the power of Tianluo.
But when he thought about the Yanzhou Continent, there were more than a dozen Yuanshen True Monarchs. In the entire Tiannan Nine Continents, which continent was not like Yanzhou?
If we zoom in to the entire Guangwu Spiritual Domain, Tiannan only accounts for one-fifth of it. Compared to one domain, there should be hundreds of True Lords of Yuanshen.
This is still the Guangwu Lingyu with scarce resources.
What a grand occasion it would be if it were the top ranked realms among the three thousand spiritual realms?
No matter how many souls there are in the Immortal Workshop in front of you, they are probably not as good as the entire Piaomiao Heaven!
It's just that I don't know who has opened this market. The entrance fee collected every day is probably an astronomical figure.
Pang Yue walked in the fairy square, just like a drop of water blending into the lake and disappearing quietly.
He walked briskly and looked around at the flowers. In less than an hour, he turned around the Fairy Lane.
The entire Xianfang is nine miles long from north to south and nine miles wide from east to west. The two main streets are exactly in the shape of a "cross", dividing the city into four areas.
Among the four areas, there are many small streets and alleys.
Thousands of shops and restaurants are located among them, showing the prosperity of the prosperous age of cultivation.
Among them, the larger shops and magnificent pavilions are located on the two main streets in the north, south and east.
In those remote streets and alleys, there are many quiet and quiet courtyards of wealthy families, which seem to have other uses.
There is a market in the southeast of Fang City. There are many stalls. Many monks set up stalls here to exchange freely. When Pang Yue came here, he stopped wandering around and chose a stall to prepare a practice stall.
something.
Since he came to Piaomiao Tianhou, he first went to Luo Xingyuan, and then went to Yin Yang Sect, where he has been practicing hard.
Coupled with the relationship with the Immortal Court, he was unable to enter the Immortal City even half a step, but he had accumulated a lot of magic weapons and spiritual objects that he did not need, and he was in a good position to deal with them now.
Before he sat cross-legged in the stall, he spread an animal skin in front of him and began to take things out of the storage bag one by one.
First there was a centipede corpse that had shrunk countless times and was only about a foot long!
This is the corpse of Wu Sanren, the No. 1 loose cultivator in Luoxingyuan, and the remains of a centipede at the soul level. It contains alien blood and highly toxic substances. In the eyes of some monks, it is a rare treasure.
After that, there were two fourth-level magic weapons obtained from the Wu San people, and several demon clan techniques... These were all used by demon cultivators and were of no use to him.
Then he found some useless items from the storage bags of the Weeping Blood Ancestor, the Three Elders of Yanshan Mountain, the Evil Monk, and others he had killed over the years, and placed them one by one on the animal skins.
The stall owner on his left was a tall and sturdy man. He only had a hive-like object in front of him and was minding his own business with his eyes closed and no attention paid to anything else.
At the stall on the right is a woman in black with a black gauze mask and a restrained aura. There are hundreds of dazzling varieties of Gu insects on the stall, which makes one's scalp numb.
The woman in black saw the things on Pang Yue's stall. After looking at them curiously for a few times, she looked away, looking uninterested.
Pang Yue smiled and didn't care, and took out something from the storage bag of the three old Qingzhu Taoists of Yanshan Mountain.
It’s a seed with strange patterns all over its surface!
He didn't know what the purpose of this seed was, but it contained an astonishing amount of demonic energy, which made Pang Yue fearful.
He vaguely sensed that this object had the function of seducing the devil from the lower realm... Yanshan Sanlaoqiong made a clanging sound, and there was no treasure on him that could catch Pang Yue's discerning eye.
Although this seed is extraordinary, every time Pang Yue sees this object, a strange thought will always appear in his heart, and he vaguely feels that this seed may not belong to him.
It's just that this thought came out of nowhere and suddenly came from the bottom of my heart. If I think about it more deeply, there is no way to explore it.
At this time, someone walked up to Pang Yue's stall, carefully looked at a fourth-level magic weapon belonging to Wu Sanren, and suddenly asked: "Fellow Taoist, how can I sell this magic weapon?"
Pang Yue smiled slightly and said: "One hundred top-quality spiritual stones can be exchanged for an equivalent amount of Kongming Iron Essence, Forbidden Spirit Red Copper, Taishang Xuanqing Iron, Dao Rock, Xuan Iron Immortal Gold, and Dao Mark Spiritual Gold.
"
The man was also in the middle stage of Yuan Shen cultivation. He frowned and said, "This price is too expensive. In the spiritual realm where I am, the fourth-level magic weapon can only be sold for 60 top-quality spiritual stones at most."
One top-grade spiritual stone can be worth one million low-grade spiritual stones.
When Pang Yue bought a fourth-level magic weapon from Chixiaotian, the price was almost the same, or even lower.
Pang Yue lowered the price with a smile and said: "It opens today, Taoist friend is the first order. If this treasure catches your eye, take away eighty top-quality spiritual stones."
The man pondered for a moment, then looked at the magic weapon carefully, and finally said: "Seventy spiritual stones, I have a piece of Taishang Xuanqing Iron here, fellow Taoist, please take a look."
After a while.
The transaction between the two was completed.
Pang Yue finally opened his mouth.
In the next few hours, people came over from time to time. Pang Yue sat leisurely, smiling, and calmly bargained with people.
The woman in black next door also has a good business and sells a lot of Gu insects.
The Tao of Gu is also broad and profound. Among them is a kind of love voodoo, which can increase the fun of the boudoir when combined with the dual cultivation method. Pang Yue couldn't help but buy a few.
In this immortal workshop, most of the monks are in the realm of Yuanshen, with mysterious origins, and like Pang Yue, they have changed their appearance.
After several transactions, Pang Yue collected a lot of weapon refining materials.
Suddenly, an old man with a wide robe, long sleeves, and a tall crown came to his stall and his eyes fell on the seed covered with strange patterns.
This person is surprisingly the old Tianluo whom Pang Yue saw outside the island earlier!
"My friend, how can I sell this seed?"
The old man stood with his hands behind his hands and asked calmly.
Pang Yue was unsure, so he raised his hands and said, "Senior, please give me a price first?"
The old man said: "A piece of spiritual stone."
"Senior, you are joking." Pang Yue laughed dumbly. No matter how worthless this seed was, it would not be worth more than a top-quality spiritual stone.
The old man said coldly: "Do you know what this is? No matter which region you are from, if you are carrying this thing, you will be killed sooner or later."
Pang Yue remained calm, smiled slightly, and did not answer.
The old man stared at Pang Yue sharply and asked, "Then give me a price."
Pang Yue frowned, he really couldn't put a price on this thing.
At this moment, a voice came into his ears, but it was the burly man next door who didn't know when he opened his eyes, and the voice came into his ears: "Your kind should be from the demon tree species from Youxuan, which is comparable to the seventh-level tree."
It is a magical magic weapon. After a demon cultivator plants this tree, he uses the tree to capture the lower realms of heavenly demons outside the realm, staining the world with demons, and then refining that world... There are many Yuan Shen monks in Youxuan who use this to achieve Tianluo.
"
Pang Yue was shocked.
Yuxuan!
This is the only mysterious force in the Piaomiao Heaven that can compete with the Immortal Court. It is recorded in many books of the Yin Yang Sect.
He instantly thought that when the three elders of Yanshan brought this tree species to the Yin Yang Sect, the real purpose was probably not that simple.
Now is not the time to think about this. Pang Yue looked at the old man calmly and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Senior, this tree species comes from Youxuan and is comparable to a seventh-level magic weapon. If you want it, senior, you can exchange it for a seventh-level magic weapon or talisman."
The old man with a high crown glanced at the burly man in the stall next door, with a look of displeasure on his face. Apparently he had just noticed the man's message transmission.
However, the big man ignored him at all and just closed his eyes to rest.
The old man with a high crown was silent for a moment, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes. Finally, he sighed and said: "I have a seventh-level formation here. I think you can get a good deal this time!"
After that, he took out nine short crystal stakes with bright spiritual light and a long banner of golden clouds from his sleeves, and said: "This is the Qianyuan Xumi Golden Light Formation of the Two Realms. I spent five hundred years of hard work to refine it.
Your Demonic Tree Seed should be enough!"
The dignified Tianluo cultivator would not lie to others about this matter.
Pang Yue could tell at a glance that this formation was extraordinary, and nodded in agreement: "Deal."
The old man left the Qianyuan Sumeru Golden Light Formation of Two Worlds with a look of reluctance, took the Heavenly Demon Tree Seed and turned around to leave.
Pang Yue collected the seventh-order magic formation and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If this formation were set up at Cangyun Peak, even if the powerful Tianluo came, he would not be afraid of him!
He cupped his hands towards the big man next door and said, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist!"
The big man opened his eyes and glanced at Pang Yue, and said calmly: "There are people from Youxuan in your place, and there will be chaos soon. It's better to change to the spiritual realm as soon as possible to avoid the disaster."
Pang Yue was silent.
The road between the two realms is extremely long, and there is a natural chasm between the spiritual realm and the spiritual realm. Even if True Lord Yuanshen wants to get there, it will be extremely difficult!
Only by going to the fairy city and passing through the teleportation array of the fairy court can one quickly cross domains.
It's a pity...he can't go to Fairy City now.
"Anyway, my goal is to practice in seclusion. I will not give up until I become a calamity immortal. If the chaos comes, it may be more conducive to my practice in seclusion."
Pang Yue thought about it in his mind and thanked the big man again.