Walking into a strange place so boldly, Sun Huo was forced to have no choice. He didn't understand why this woman named Qing Luo wanted to entangle him the first time they met.
But for his actions just now, his reason told him that it was better to stay away as soon as possible. Feeling that the four people did not follow him in, Sun Huo breathed a sigh of relief, but then he became worried again.
Since this Thunder Valley can be said to be a place well known to cultivators, then the method of entering the valley just mentioned by Qingluo should be true. The only question now is whether I can really resist the Golden Armor Curse.
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There was no time to think more, so Sun Huo had no choice but to pour all his mana into the golden light to make it a little stronger and move faster.
Turning the corner made of rubble, a huge white light shield with no end in sight appeared in front of him. He looked at all this in surprise. He had never seen such a scene in his dreams.
Just when Sun Huo was in a trance, a thin bolt of lightning shot down from the sky and hit Sun Huo squarely. There was a loud "boom" and Sun Huo was instantly hit to the ground by an inexplicable force.
, the golden light on his body trembled, and finally did not break.
Leng Buding trembled, and Sun Huo suddenly stood up and rushed towards the light mask without caring about anything.
The ripples rippled and Sun Huo broke in easily without any hindrance.
"This is the true face of Luo Lei Valley!"
Inside the light shield, Sun Huo stared at everything in front of him, his mouth wide open in surprise.
It is completely different from the gloomy environment outside, but it is as bright as daytime here, and the light shield is filled with soft light everywhere.
It looked as if the entire mountain was hollowed out, and an independent city was opened up here. Unlike Sun Huo's imagination, which only had three or four streets arranged vertically and horizontally, it could be said that there were hundreds of them here.
Not an exaggeration.
Roughly in the middle of the city, a large number of palace-style pavilions with carved railings and jade walls rise from the ground, which is quite spectacular even from such a distance.
Surrounding this palace-style pavilion, countless large and small houses stand in an orderly manner. These buildings are high or low, either buildings or huts, each with its own characteristics.
People on the street come and go, and get in and out of various shops from time to time, making it very lively
Seeing this scene, Sun Huo swallowed hard.
This is the world of immortal cultivators. Although it looks as prosperous as a secular city at first glance, the only ones who can appear here are immortal cultivators like myself who can use magic. Suddenly seeing so many immortal cultivators, I can't help but
Somewhat trance-like.
He pinched his thigh fiercely, and the pain made Sun Huo more awake. "Calm down, calm down." He was constantly reminded in his heart that this is a completely different world from before. He can no longer speak with the size of his fist like before. Who can
It is possible to kill yourself easily, so be careful.
Thinking of the unknown woman behind him, he quickly jumped into the crowd.
After a while, Qing Luo and four others also appeared at the entrance. Looking around, Sun Huo could no longer be found.
Seeing this, Qingluo had a look of helplessness on her face, so she could only choose a shop at random and walk in.
In order not to make others feel like a newcomer, Sun Huo did not dare to stay any longer. He just walked slowly along the way, observing the immortal cultivators and various shops coming and going around him.
Compared with the secular world, the appearances and costumes of the immortal cultivators here were even more diverse, which dazzled him.
Most people are still similar to the secular world, and there is no sense of distance. But some people hide their heads and tails, covering their whole bodies so tightly that they can't even tell whether they are men or women. Some are extremely bold, and their clothes are very bold.
It's as simple as being bare-armed and bare-footed, only blocking a few vital and shameful places.
In contrast, although Sun Huo was carrying a giant sword on his back, although it was very strange, it was not eye-catching. Many people did not even take a look at it.
This situation made him feel very at ease. Originally, he was worried that he would attract a lot of attention, but now it seems that it is of no importance.
After walking for a cup of tea, Sun Huo narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped.
He discovered that although the immortal cultivators he met along the way were both men and women, old and young, judging from the spiritual pressure emanating from their bodies, it seemed that no one below the sixth level of the technique appeared.
People like Sun Huo can be regarded as the last ones in the crowd, and there are many people with skills above him. And extremely high-level immortal cultivators like the old man I met at the escort terminal,
It’s not uncommon here either.
In just a short time, Sun Huo had already seen two or three such masters, and when these people walked, the people around them would automatically give up a large space, and no one dared to approach casually. This made him envious and at the same time
I feel ashamed.
I thought that when I mastered the Zhengyang Gong that even my father could not do, I should have outstanding aptitude, otherwise I would not have mastered the so difficult Jinyang Gong to the seventh level. Now it seems that I am actually nothing. Recalling that not long ago, Qing Luo said that he should be able to withstand a lightning strike when he came in here, Sun Huo probably understood what he meant. This protection is not only to isolate the intrusion of mortals, but also to test the cultivation level of the people who come in. If you don't have enough cultivation, you are not qualified to enter here. If you try to force your way in, you will probably die at the entrance outside.
After thinking about this, Sun Huo walked around again and concentrated on checking out the shops on the roadside. Although he had never seen all the things sold here, he suppressed his curiosity and did not look at it.
Instead of spending time hunting for novelties, you quickly find your goals.
Soon after, he found the store he needed most at this time on another street, a bookstore specializing in selling various classics.
Baiwenzhai.
Sun Huo looked at the plaque hanging above. It was a bit broken, as if it had been hanging there for many years, but the three words were written smoothly.
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He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then walked in calmly.
The bookstore is quite large, about ten feet in size, surrounded by rows of shelves, making it look very neat and orderly.
There are several immortal cultivators in the store, all standing in front of the shelves, looking at something on their own.
Behind the counter on the right side of the door stood a middle-aged shopkeeper with a mustache and a blue scroll in his hand. He raised his head and glanced at Sun Huo who came in without saying hello, and then immersed himself in the scroll. Seeing that no one paid attention to his arrival, Sun Huo shrugged and began to look at the shelves in front of him. He saw that the shelves were filled with various items such as books, scrolls, bamboo slips, etc., but more of them were the same ones that Sun Huo had seen before.
Jade slips.
Out of curiosity, he casually picked up a jade slip beside him and put it on his forehead. When his spiritual thoughts entered, he only saw some brief introduction text and a few formal contents at the beginning, but the following information was
Everything has become blurry and abnormal, and I can't see anything clearly.
"So that's it." Sun Huo put down the jade slips in his hands and understood in his heart. The books and things on the shelves should have some kind of protection that he didn't know about, so he was not afraid that outsiders would only read them but not buy them.
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After looking at the classification marks on the shelves, Sun Huo began to search. After a while, he found the two classics he needed.
Then he walked briskly to the shopkeeper, gently put the two jade slips on the counter, and said calmly, "I want these two jade slips."
Hearing Sun Huo speak, the middle-aged shopkeeper raised his head, with a trace of surprise in his eyes. The man in front of him was choosing things too fast, not long after he entered the door.
But after seeing the label on the jade slip, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and then he looked at Sun Huo twice.
"These two jade slips together contain twelve low-level spiritual stones, ten pieces of immortal cultivation notes, and two pieces of maps."
For some reason, the middle-aged shopkeeper loudly announced the items and prices that Sun Huo had selected. His voice was so loud that it alerted other guests who were still selecting classics.
At this moment, Sun Huo could feel without looking back that other customers were looking at something strange through the gaps between the shelves.
Although something felt wrong, he didn't want to think about it too much at this time. The shopkeeper's words just now reminded him of a problem. The transactions here are not about ordinary yellow and white things, but about spiritual stones.
This was the first time he heard this name. He didn't know what it was, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
"Why, don't you have any spiritual stones?" the middle-aged shopkeeper urged with a sneer on his face.
In a panic, Sun Huo suddenly remembered that he had more than a dozen shiny jade stones in his storage bag. He had kept them there because he didn't know what to do with them. Could he be referring to this?
Uncertain, Sun Huo quickly took out a piece and handed it to the shopkeeper, "Is this what you are talking about?"
Seeing that Sun Huo was able to take out the spirit stone, it was obviously beyond the shopkeeper's surprise. Then he put away his smile and said calmly, "Yes, this is it, it costs twelve yuan."
When he saw that the stones in the bag were the spiritual stones he had guessed, Sun Huo felt relieved and took out eleven more and put them on the counter.
Silently putting away the spiritual stones on the counter, the middle-aged shopkeeper grabbed two jade slips in his hands and opened and closed his mouth silently. Two blue rays of light emitted from his hands, wrapping the jade slips in them. In the blink of an eye, the blue light disappeared, and then the jade slip was handed to Sun Huo. "That's it."
Taking the letter doubtfully, Sun Huo quickly put it in front of his forehead and looked at it, only to see that the contents inside had indeed been displayed without any obstruction.
Feeling that the strange gaze behind him was still there, Sun Huo put the jade slip into his arms and hurriedly left the bookstore.
Watching Sun Huo disappear into the crowd, a customer came over with the selected items and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Shopkeeper Liu, you have made another small fortune without capital."
"Bah, bah, such newcomers are really rare. I didn't expect it." The shopkeeper, who was originally expressionless, responded with a smile.