typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 1288: Yuyang City

Chapter 1,288 Yuyang City

Forty years is enough time for a baby to grow into a muscular man, and for a young child with spiritual roots to become a low- to mid-level immortal cultivator. But this time is not enough for an ancient city that has been inherited for millions of years.

Said, but it is only a moment that can pass by at the fingertips.

Yuyang City is one of the first ancient cities built in the Tianyuan Realm when the Three Realms were first established.

Although it is only a medium-sized city, and the previous city lords have no plans to expand it, the city has remained stable in the various beast outbreaks to this day, and has never even encountered a greater danger.

Such strange things happen because this city is one of the few mortal cities with the largest number of body refiners, and it is also very famous in the entire Tianyuan Mirror.

It is said that the current Tianyuan Holy Emperor had perfected the body-refining technique in Yuyang City and created such a famous name before leaving.

There are countless various body-refining sects and schools in this city. There are also many high-level body-refining practitioners rarely seen elsewhere in the city. And in the center of the city, there is a museum dedicated to collecting various body-refining methods and experiences.

The "Holy Tower" has a large amount of storage and rich content, which is one of the best among the Tianyuan Mirrors.

Attracted by the above things, there are countless low- and mid-level body refiners who flock to this city every year. With such a powerful force, some mere beast tides naturally pose no threat at all.

In addition, Yuyang City is also a famous place for manufacturing spiritual tools in Tianyuan City. A large number of spiritual tools are born in the city every year, and are purchased and sold by body refiners or large and small businesses in the city.

Among them, several auction houses that specialize in auctioning rare spiritual tools have made a lot of money.

Naturally, these auction houses have more or less extraordinary spiritual equipment masters in their hands.

The so-called "spiritual tool master" is just like the alchemist or formation master among monks, a person who specializes in refining spiritual tools.

It's just that these people are a bit special. First of all, they must have practiced certain physical refining techniques themselves, and at the same time have some attainments in the formation method, and they must also be born with strong spiritual thoughts.

Only after preparing these three things can you become a spiritual tool master. If you want to become a master of spiritual tool masters, you naturally need a lot of practice and you must have a certain amount of talent.

The spiritual tool masters controlled by these auction houses are naturally the best among them. The spiritual tools they produce are not only extremely powerful, but also possess incredible auxiliary magical powers.

Of course, this kind of spiritual tools are carefully crafted, and usually only one can be produced every six months or several months, but each one will shine in the auction and be bought at a sky-high price.

Longxing Auction House is one of the largest auction houses in Yuyang City. It has not been around for a long time, but its reputation is no less than that of other old stores with a long history.

The owner of the auction house naturally became a person of considerable status in the city.

But on this day, in a hall of Longxing Auction House, a fat man wearing a brocade robe was walking back and forth in the hall.

He glanced towards the door from time to time, with an anxious look on his face.

"Feng Er! Look at the door again to see if Master Han has arrived." After a while, the fat man stopped and couldn't help but yell outside.

"Yes, sir!"

A young man's voice immediately agreed, and then the sound of footsteps sounded and gradually faded away.

The fat man seemed to be a little thirsty after walking for a while, and his huge butt suddenly landed on a wooden chair, making a terrible "crunch" and "crunch" sound.

The fat man didn't worry that the thing he was sitting on might be crushed by his huge body. Instead, he grabbed a teapot on the table next to him and poured several mouthfuls of tea into it without showing any signs of style.

"Why, Brother Fan is so angry, is he feeling ill?" A clear voice came from outside the door, and then someone walked directly from outside.

"Brother Han, you're finally here. That bastard Feng Er, why didn't you complain?" As soon as the fat man who was sitting quietly saw the man, he jumped up and ran over, his chin fat trembled with joy.

"Feng Er, you don't have to blame him. I asked him to stay outside."

This is a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, a slight wrinkle on his forehead, and three long black beards on his chin, but he is holding a long package in his hand, looking at the fat man who is coming with a smile.

Judging by their tone, they are very familiar with each other!

"Haha, although I know that Brother Han has never failed to make an appointment, this matter is really important. It is related to my decades of hard work in Yuyang City, so naturally I am worried about gains and losses. Is this the thing that Brother Han built with his own hands?" Fatty

He glanced at the long bundle in the middle-aged man's hand, his face full of excitement.

"Yes, Brother Fan can take a look first." The middle-aged man smiled slightly and handed the long bag to the fat man, and he calmly sat down on a nearby chair.

The fat man surnamed Fan was not polite. He put his long bag on the table and opened it with all hands, revealing a three-foot long sword with a golden scabbard. The hilt was inlaid with three pieces of different colors.

The spirit stone is actually a seemingly extraordinary spiritual tool.

When the fat man saw the sword, he became cautious in his movements. He held the hilt of the sword with one hand and slowly pulled out the sword body.

After a clear cry like a dragon's roar, a golden light appeared in the fat man's eyes, and then turned into a small golden dragon that swayed in front of him.

The fat man's eyes shone brightly, and he shook the hilt of the sword. The golden snake's light suddenly dimmed and turned into a golden dragon-patterned sword, which appeared in his hand.

"Wonderful, wonderful! This is definitely the only top-level spiritual tool that has appeared in Yuyang City within a hundred years. It actually has the incredible magical power of transforming into a weapon. Haha, with this sword, Zhu Douyan and the others

How can you argue with me? Brother Han, you have done me a big favor this time." After the fat man put the sword back into its sheath, he suddenly hugged the sword and laughed wildly, grinning wildly.

A look of happiness on his face.

"It's nothing. I can refine this spiritual tool only because the materials you provided are good enough. Otherwise, no matter how skilled you are, you won't be able to refine a top-level spiritual tool." The middle-aged man did not look too happy.

After taking a sip of tea, he said.

"Hehe, this is my eldest brother too! How could those guys with unreal names have such ability?" the fat man said with a smile.

"You don't have to flatter me. This sword is the last spiritual tool I made for you. I will leave Yuyang City in a while. I probably won't come back." The middle-aged man smiled, but suddenly said that the fat man should

Words of astonishment come.

"Brother, what are you talking about? You want to leave Yuyang City! Why? It's rare that the servants I sent to serve you didn't do their best. Just say something and I will immediately send someone to break their legs and replace them for you immediately.

Come in batches." After the fat man woke up, he suddenly became anxious.

"I made a mistake in my cultivation back then. If Brother Fan hadn't happened to pass by and help me, I wouldn't have been able to break through the bottleneck that time. So, I will hand over all the spiritual tools I have built over the past few decades to you.

Auctioning alone, and keeping my name anonymous, and never letting anyone know my true existence, can be regarded as repaying your kindness. Now Longxing Auction House is one of the largest auction houses in the city, and after dedicating this sword to the city lord,

It is estimated that it will become the largest family. The few apprentices you entrust to me will not be able to learn ten of my spiritual tool refining skills, but five or six points will be more than enough. It will be enough to cope with your future auctions.

You should know that what I really care about is the cultivation of physical refining, and the creation of spiritual tools is only done occasionally. And if I stay here any longer, I will gain nothing." The middle-aged man said slowly.

"Could it be that Brother Han's cultivation has encountered a bottleneck again!" The fat man was shocked when he heard the other party's last words.

The middle-aged man listened, but just smiled and said nothing.

The fat man was stunned.

Others don't know how powerful the person in front of them is, but he knows it clearly.

When he was in danger ten years ago, it was this friend who suddenly took action and killed more than a dozen mid-level body trainers who invaded his mansion in one go. The terrifying cultivation skills he displayed were definitely not comparable to those of the high-level body trainers in the city.

Now that we have encountered a bottleneck, doesn't it mean that as long as we break through the bottleneck, our cultivation level will be greatly improved? At that time, wouldn't this brother Han's cultivation level be terrifying to an incredible level?

"Brother Fan only needs to know about this. Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you for keeping tight-lipped all these years, never leaking my existence, and collecting a large number of secret pills for me that are useful in promoting physical refining. However,

The fate between you and me has ended, and Han can only say goodbye!" After the middle-aged man said the last words, he stood up calmly, held his hands briefly, and walked towards the hall door without looking back.

The fat man moved his lips twice, but in the end he did not say any words of dissuasion. However, only after the middle-aged man disappeared at the door, a sad look flashed across his big fat face.

Saving the other party in the first place was probably the most correct thing he had ever done in his life. The other party had single-handedly helped an unknown small businessman like him to become a very important figure in Yuyang City. However, because of this, the other party felt that

The kindness has been repaid and he left without hesitation.

Naturally, he can no longer talk about it to keep the other party.

Outside the Long Auction House, a middle-aged man walked out of the gate, climbed on a beast that looked like an elk, and headed straight for the nearest city gate.

A few hours later, the middle-aged man appeared on a slope more than ten miles away from Yuyang City. He glanced at the behemoth-like city wall in the distance, suddenly jumped off the beast, and waved Xiubao suddenly towards his face.

.

An incredible scene occurred.

After putting down the sleeves, not only did the three strands of his long beard fall off, but his originally middle-aged face suddenly became extremely young, transforming into the appearance of a young man in his twenties.

Judging from his face, it was Han Li who went to retrieve the treasure with the monks of the Jinyu Sect.

Han Li glanced at the city wall in the distance, then suddenly turned around, not even riding the war beast, but strode away into the distance.

Not long after, his figure turned into a black dot and disappeared into the wilderness.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next