But for the monks, it only took four or five hours, and the two of them rushed to the city.
"Finally down the mountain, you can go to the mortal city for a walk..."
"It's not easy! It's very tiring to practice hard all the time."
Wu Lang looked at this vast rock city towering into the clouds, more than eighty meters high, and couldn't help but sigh at the highly developed civil engineering in this world.
This is just a small local town.
"These monks can build this level of construction with just a few tricks. In modern times, this is not a super engineering team?"
Wu Lang queued up at the gate of the city, waiting for the inspection, and his heart was at ease:
"But although this city looks towering and majestic, it's actually just a shoddy project. Without the blessing of formations, all kinds of rocks and bricks are piled up. It can't prevent any evil disasters, nor can it prevent any monks."
Entered the city.
The streets on both sides were sparsely populated and looked hurried.
At this time, every house was closed, and most of the shops were closed.
It feels like a storm is coming.
In this ancient world, demons are rampant, and the people are really in dire straits.
"Master, most of the people here have run away."
Xu Xinying walked on the depressed street and whispered: "Even some of my friends have begun to retreat, but there are also some poor people who are reluctant to move and don't want to leave their hometown and stay here."
Not everyone is rich enough to run away.
Ordinary people who have insufficient financial resources choose to stay.
When people face demonic disasters, since ancient times, they have gradually developed their own way of taking refuge in response to "magic disasters, catastrophes," and "monk fights."
It is even written into a children's picture book and is sold in many bookstores, along with other best-selling fantasy novels.
And this method is very simple.
Basically, they will build a structure similar to an air raid shelter, and then use a few low-level breath gathering formations to dig a hole in the home, which is dozens of meters deep.
Then use some special animal urine to pour a layer of it, which can prevent the monsters in the Qi refining period.
Most of the main forces invaded by the demonic disaster tide are the low-level demonic beasts that refine energy in the Yunmist Abyss and some mountains and fields.
As long as your luck is not too bad and you hide underground, you still have a good chance of surviving.
The monks don't protect them, they protect themselves.
"But still, a disaster is coming."
Wu Lang shook his head and thought about it.
Xu Xinying scratched her head, "The Immortal Sect in charge of this place is a low-level sect called Xiaoyun Qingshan Sect. The sect leader is a seventh-level golden elixir stage monk... But he disappeared two months ago. The entire sect's
Disciples, all the trees have fallen and the hozens have scattered."
Two months ago?
She was probably captured to give birth to cubs.
Maybe, she almost became my mother.
Wu Lang walked around with her, looked around, and said, "You should go do some work beforehand. We will meet outside the city at dusk."
"oh."
Xu Xinying was not pretentious, she looked excited, and thought to herself: I'm going to prepare some supplies, go to the drug store to get some medicine, and prepare to find some mountain elf tribes to fight! I will definitely live up to Master's expectations!
Wu Lang ignored him and walked alone.
Take a walk and have a look.
He suddenly felt a little lucky that he had joined the first demon sect and even became the acting peak master of his lineage. The troubles of these low-level monks basically had nothing to do with him.
He is now on the right track. He needs to take a walk down the mountain and improve his living conditions, but he cannot wrong himself.
After walking around for a few times, I found that it was indeed depressed. There were seven or eight hundred fewer people in the entire city, making it an empty city.
He came to a shop selling magical equipment.
There are some low-level materials for warriors in the Qi refining period.
I inquired about it in the teahouse and found that this shop has a good reputation in the city. It is opened by the government and has a good reputation. It also does business for ordinary people. They can buy some charms to remove Yin Qi, such as peach wood swords.
Although the customers are all entry-level monks, it is not really a monk shop.
Wu Lang chose a deserted alley, opened his scalp, took out a stack of animal skin scrolls from his skull, and came to the front of the shop again.
Click.
Push the door open and enter.
Only a middle-aged man was left yawning.
"Sir, please come inside."
The middle-aged man said weakly, glanced at Wu Lang, and was immediately surprised by the young man's desolate temperament.
He looked serious and said, "What do you want? First of all, the breath collecting magic circle is out of stock. Some people are worried because they can't buy it."
Wu Lang gently placed the scroll of the formation diagrams he had drawn in the past two months on the table and spread it out, "These are breath gathering formations. See how much they are worth."
ah?
The middle-aged man was startled and quickly looked through it.
"Sorry! Sorry, I'm a little too excited. I haven't seen your array texture before, but I need to confirm it."
He tapped lightly to activate the formation, felt it seriously for a while, and suddenly said in surprise:
"The function is 70% better than what we have here. Aren't you a descendant of the wild beasts like us? You are a good person. It is enough for hundreds of families in our city to use!"
The middle-aged man changed his slump and stood up directly and said excitedly: "I will transport the government of Ming City in advance, and the people in this city, thank you. I will give you fifty miscellaneous spiritual stones per piece, a total of 850."
Wu Lang nodded slowly and said: "It would be great if I can help your city."
Formation cultivation, weapon cultivation, and alchemy cultivation are the three most profitable areas.
While making money in front of you, you can refine some interest-collecting formations to help them avoid disasters. It is a win-win situation.
While not harming your own interests, please help if you can.
"There's no need to give it in a hurry, I'll just sell it first."
Wu Lang selected some materials for refining weapons in the store, as well as some tattoo ink pens. They were not of high grade, but they were enough for the Qi refining period.
He took away his things in large and small bags and walked around the city again. He felt that he was in a good mood and had done good things. He walked around again and felt very comfortable!
But as he walked, his contented expression gradually cooled down, and suddenly he found someone following him vaguely behind him.
Is the Qi refining period really that complicated?
Can what happened to my disciple happen to me?
Or is it that this city is so chaotic that when they see me spending money in a store, some people have completely changed their minds?
He deliberately bypassed an alley.
Sure enough, a cold and dark murderous intention came from behind: "Death!"
Wow!
The next second, an extremely cold black shadow rushed over.
Wu Lang suddenly tore into pieces two talismans, and a protective film enveloped his body.
Bang!
The shadow retreated.
The man who came was tall and thin. He put the shadow back into a black flag and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to block my blow."
This person is obviously a demon, full of evil spirits, and the recent blood smell is extremely strong.
Wu Lang was stunned and asked softly: "Why did you attack me?"
"Because my mother-in-law said you are handsome. This is the first time she has seen such a handsome person."
The gloomy man lowered his head and gently stroked the soul flag. The flag cloth was stained with bright red blood. He said hoarsely: "It's just the fifth level of Qi training. Those things of yours are just a small fortune. Originally, I just wanted to
Robbery of wealth, beating of teeth, sacrifice, but now, you have to die!"
???
Wu Lang was a little silent.
If your wife says that I am handsome, will I die?
Are you the legendary jealous king?
To kill someone just by saying something casually is like treating human life like a weed, worse than a weed.
"As for that?" Wu Lang's voice turned cold.
He was really in a good mood before. He felt that he had helped people, made money, and was enjoying shopping, but it was ruined by this scumbag.
"Go kill him."
The man slowly unfurled his flag, his murderous intent spreading: "You woman is really a bitch! Kill him, just like you did back then when you killed that pretty boy of yours!"
Poof!
A black shadow flew out again.
This time I could clearly see that there was a stern young woman's face coming from the shadows: "Okay, I will kill him! Please don't torture me again this month!"
"Ghost Flag"?
Wu Lang had an ethical drama in his mind: A woman cheats on her and poisons her, and the man kills her and the pretty boy in a rage, turns her into a ghost and tortures her every day?
cut!
Sure enough, not everyone is Liu Ping, so he can endure it.
Wu Lang secretly opened his arm and slipped out a formation spell from his cuff: "I didn't expect that my first battle would come so soon? Are the husband and wife both evil?"
This charm uses animal skin as a carrier, is drawn with animal blood, and has a touch of fire aura.
"go!"
The spell suddenly exploded.
Poof!
The resentful ghost was unscathed, paused slightly, and continued to charge.
Wu Lang was slightly surprised. He was at the seventh level of qi training. The weapon spirit of the magical weapon was at the early stage of foundation building, but the refining technique didn't look very good... He was probably a junior, and he was still a cultivator of killing skills.
No wonder the demonic cultivation of Dharma is so unscrupulous.
Fortunately, I didn't release my true body.
The winds at the bottom of the mountain are really strong and very dangerous.
If a demon at the third level of Qi training goes down the mountain and encounters this monk, he may suffer some injuries. If the blood of the demon flows on the ground, his strong demonic aura will attract monks from all walks of life in the city.
The main body is bound to die.
"Fortunately, it's this puppet now." Wu Lang slowly released the aura of the Fujiang puppet, no longer restrained, and began to explode with fighting power.
Comparator??
He wanted to see who was the real second generation.
How can you be so arrogant after eating the soft food of an elder in the Foundation Establishment stage? I have always been humble and polite, practicing in seclusion in a cave, so why am I afraid of being like this?
Ding!
Xu Youming’s favorability +60
Ding!
Bai Yan's favorability -60
Bang!
The attack in front of him stopped instantly.
Xie Xiu's pupils dilated slightly and he looked at Wu Lang in front of him, as if he saw another overlapping face under his handsome face.
This is an extremely innocent face of a girl in first love.
She is a frail girl with fair skin and a delicate body, but it seems that the details of every human girl's face can be seen on her face.
A strange and contradictory feeling of purity and enchantment.
It's like countless girls' faces gathered together, giving people a terrifying and strange strong violation!
I couldn't help but get goosebumps.
"Are you sure you are... a man? Why do I feel like you are..."
He was stunned, as if heaven and man were at war in his heart, constantly resisting.
But in the end, I still fell into the beauty and fragrance of this country, with joy and admiration on my face. I was completely smitten, as if obsessed, with blank eyes, I looked at Wu Lang and said:
"What a handsome man."
His tone actually became a little shy, as if he had returned to the boy who was once ignorant about love, and murmured: "It's not that I don't like men, it's just that I haven't met the man of mine!"