If she went to become a disciple of the Qionghua Sect with her true appearance, there was no guarantee that she would not be discovered by the minions of those two bitches.
It would be safer to dress up in disguise.
The cultivators of the immortal world, even if they are at the lowest level of condensation mark, the first spell they practice in the process of cultivating the life mark is the Sky Eye Technique.
The celestial eye technique can clearly see through a person's disguise. All disguises that are blessed on the outside have no effect.
When Ling Luo was practicing the Qingyuan Immortal Code given to her by her master, Venerable Moonlight, she also practiced the Heavenly Eye Technique, so she understood it very well.
Ling Luo sighed softly, stood up, glanced at the bustling trading market that stretched for a mile, and thought to herself: "Let's go shopping and see if there are any surprises."
The first night, nothing was gained.
The next day, there was still no gain.
Finally, on the third day, the number of people in Xiangang Xiaohui suddenly increased tenfold, and the already crowded streets became even more crowded.
After inquiring, I found out that tomorrow is the Xiangang Conference. A very bloody arena competition will be held. Fifty people will be selected out of tens of thousands of people.
The casual cultivators and peripheral disciples whose life marks are on the 123rd level usually arrive on the last day.
As for these cultivators with higher abilities, the things they can set up stalls to display are of a much higher level.
A few days ago, what Ling Luo saw at the Xiangang Small Meeting were mostly elementary and low-level talismans and materials. Even the elementary and intermediate ones were relatively few. But today, those powerful cultivators of the twelfth and third levels
After the visitor arrived, among the goods on the stall, there were elementary and advanced talisman seals and materials that he was looking at, which made Ling Luo extremely excited.
Finally, the night before the Immortal Gang Conference was held, Ling Luo found what he wanted in front of a booth of a twelve-level life trace cultivator.
It was a magical weapon, very inconspicuous. It looked like a black collar, dotted with dots of metal-like substances. At first glance, it looked like something a man would wear.
However, Ling Luo fell in love with it at first sight.
She couldn't help but stretched out a hand, grabbed the black leather metal collar, and played with it in her hand.
Next to this thing, a sign was erected, which read [Huntian Circle, elementary high-level magic weapon, thirty low-level spiritual stones].
"Girl, you have good eyesight. This Huntian Circle is a magic weapon made by Master Ou Yezi. When a woman puts it on, she can change her gender instantly. Immortal cultivators below the stage of becoming gods will not be able to recognize it."
The buyer was a charming and beautiful woman in her thirties, with a gentle smile on her lips and said: "Girls are traveling outside. Sometimes, necessary disguise is also very necessary."
Ling Luo was very excited.
There is nothing more suitable for you than this Huntian Circle.
Ling Weiyang once said that the entire Qionghua Sect has only a few giants at the Nascent Soul Stage and no cultivators at the Divine Transformation Stage.
In other words, Chu Ye and Ling Ying have been in the immortal world for a thousand years, but they have not yet been able to enter the lower immortal realm, and have not even reached the peak of the lower immortal realm.
When I walk in the Qionghua Sect, no one will recognize me as long as I have this gender-changing Huntian Circle.
"I don't have thirty low-grade spiritual stones."
Ling Luo didn't hide it. In order to help Nangong Ningxuan get out of the siege, she had already donated five of the twenty remaining divine source spirit stones on her body, and now she only had fifteen.