Zhuo Wen made some inquiries and found out that the cylindrical building was the place where tickets for the Chaos Behemoth were sold. These people were all warriors who planned to take the ferry from other provinces.
The warriors who can ride on the Chaos Beast are not ordinary. Not to mention the expensive tickets, crossing the territory is extremely dangerous. If you are not strong enough, you may encounter a life or death crisis when you come to an unfamiliar territory.
Looking around, Zhuo Wen found that most of the long queues were saints, among which the majority were Xuansheng. Although Tiansheng was much less than Xuansheng, there were still more than ten.
Seeing this, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Middle-earth deserves to be called Middle-earth, and the strength of the warriors there is much stronger than that of the four major domains.
Moreover, the price of the ticket is completely different. For example, the Qinglian Mansion that Zhuo Wen is going to is six provinces away from the Blood Refining Mansion, so the price is extremely high. It requires a spirit worth the value of the Yintian Sacred Artifact.
stones or other treasures.
If you are only going to adjacent prefectures, the ticket price will be much cheaper.
Zhuo Wen stood quietly in a team, waiting silently, but his mind sank into the Canglong Palace.
The Dacheng Holy Body has been separated by him and placed in the Canglong Palace. Also placed in the Canglong Palace is the Ninth Yang Dao Sword.
The Nine Yang Mark that Xiao Yu gave to Zhuo Wen was handed over to Dacheng Holy Body. Zhuo Wen planned to use the time flow speed in the second world to allow Dacheng Holy Body to successfully refine the Nine Yang Dao Sword in the shortest possible time.
Transform, adopt for one's own use.
However, the Ninth Yang Dao Sword is much more powerful than the First Yang Dao Sword, and its refining difficulty is also increasing by hundreds or thousands. Zhuo Wen knows very well that if he wants to completely refine the Ninth Yang Dao Sword, even if it is
It would probably take a long time for an assistant with the Nine Yang Mark to even have a chance.
Of course, even if there is a glimmer of possibility, Zhuo Wen will not give up easily.
As for the other clone, Zhuo Wen arranged for it to cultivate its spiritual power, hoping to reach the realm of Xuan Sheng Master as soon as possible.
Since Zhuo Wen inherited Bi Fang's sea of consciousness, there is actually no bottleneck for him to break through the Xuansheng Master. However, the spiritual power of his clone is still a little behind. If the mental power can reach the standard of Xuansheng, Zhuo Wen will achieve
Master Xuan Sheng is naturally just around the corner.
Time passed slowly, and the team also moved slowly, and soon it was Zhuo Wen's turn.
"Where are you going?"
Inside the window, there was a woman with a cold face sitting. She glanced at Zhuo Wen lightly and asked.
"Qinglian Mansion!" Zhuo Wen said.
The cold woman's eyebrows narrowed, and she immediately took out a long golden bamboo tube from the cabinet and said: "You are lucky. We don't have many tickets for the ferry from Xuelian Mansion to Qinglian Mansion. This is the last one. The date is
After three days, the price will be a Yintian Sacred Artifact or a spiritual stone or other treasure of comparable value."
"Three days later, isn't there today?" Zhuo Wen frowned.
The cold woman glanced at Zhuo Wen and said, neither salty nor cool: "It's not like you don't know the relationship between the Blood Refining Mansion and the Qinglian Mansion. There is very little contact between the two mansions. Tickets to the Qinglian Mansion are naturally rare. This last trip
Zhang, if you don’t want me, you can leave.”
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen was a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do. Since this was the last ticket, he would not miss it.
After all, the Blood Refining Mansion is now a place of right and wrong for him. He doesn't want to stay any longer. His intuition tells him that if he continues to stay, it will only become more and more dangerous.
"Okay, this is the Yintian Sacred Artifact, I bought the ticket!"
Zhuo Wen secretly transmitted the message, and immediately handed over a sacred artifact, but it was covered up by Zhuo Wen's holy power, and others could not see the reality and grade of the sacred artifact at all.
The cold woman put away the holy vessel, looked at it for a while, and found that there was nothing wrong with it, she nodded and handed the ticket to Zhuo Wen.
"Wait a minute! But the ticket to Qinglian Mansion? If so, I want this ticket."
Suddenly, a sound as clear as a silver bell came from not far away, and then a beautiful figure surrounded by several people slowly came in from behind the team.
This kind of behavior of jumping in line made the warriors behind him extremely dissatisfied, but no one dared to step forward. The reason was that the auras of the four people standing next to this beautiful figure were extremely terrifying, and their auras far exceeded those of ordinary Heavenly Saints.
Zhuo Wen's attention was also attracted by this silver bell-like sound. His eyes first fell on the four people around the woman, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Because the auras of the four people around this woman were too powerful. According to Zhuo Wen's judgment, the auras of these four people were probably not weaker than Xue Hentian, especially when one of the four, a middle-aged man carrying a giant sword, actually gave him
He has an extremely strong sense of threat.
Perhaps feeling Zhuo Wen's gaze, the middle-aged man with the sword slowly turned his head. A hint of terrifying sword energy suddenly flashed through his dark pupils.
This strand of sword energy was like a tarsal maggot, which was instantly transmitted to Zhuo Wen's eyes. A huge and sharp power burst out from this strand of sword energy, as if it wanted to blind Zhuo Wen's eyes.
Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, and the power of underworld emerged in his eyes. The moment the sword energy entered his eyes, it was swept away and annihilated by the power of reincarnation.
"Um?"
The middle-aged man with the sword behind his back looked at Zhuo Wen with astonishment. He was a sword cultivator, specializing in the art of sword attack. He was like a sword, so his eyes also burst out with strong sword energy. This sword energy was enough to
It turns out that the ordinary heavenly saint is extremely embarrassed.
The young man in front of him, whose aura was just that of the Yangtian Holy Realm, was able to withstand the sword energy that shot out from his eyes without moving. This boy was not simple.
The action of the middle-aged man with the sword just now could not escape the woman's gaze, especially when the woman saw that Zhuo Wen was unharmed and calm under the sword aura of the middle-aged man with the sword, the look in her beautiful eyes revealed
A touch of moving color.
"Brother, can you transfer the boat ticket in your hand to the little girl? The little girl has important matters to go to Qinglian Mansion this time." The woman smiled at Zhuo Wenyi in a graceful manner.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the woman, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
I saw this woman's hair hanging down her bare shoulders, her beauty is touching, like willow poplars dancing drunkenly in the east wind, her jade face and flowery face are radiant, her brows are light and the spring mountains are blowing, her eyes are condensed with autumn water, her red lips are like a cherry, and her teeth are row of white.
Two rows of broken jade, the corners of Linglong's mouth, a joyful smile, and the water and light flowing in a pair of bright eyes, it is truly a beauty in the world.
This woman's appearance is extremely moving, and she is even as good as Mu Chenxue, but their temperaments are very different.
Mu Chenxue has an elegant nature and does not allow strangers to enter. She is like a lotus flower emerging from the mud but unsullied, which is extremely touching.
But this woman's temperament is very different. This woman is elegant and elegant, with a touch of luxury in her body, and her behavior is dignified and elegant, just like a lady.
Especially when this woman smiles with her red lips and toothy grin, there is a hint of indescribable charm and gentleness in her smile, which makes many warriors around her look obsessed.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, but said coldly: "I'm sorry, this ticket is very important to me, so I can't transfer it!"
As soon as these words came out, the beautiful woman's pretty face froze, and she said a little unnaturally: "The ticket price should be the Yintian Sacred Artifact. The little girl is willing to pay double the price to buy the ticket in my brother's hand.
, if brother still feels that it is not enough, we can also discuss the Sky Sacred Artifact."
As soon as these words came out, many people around were surprised. They were all surprised by how wealthy this woman was. She actually planned to use the Sky Sacred Artifact to buy a ticket to Qinglian Mansion. This is an extremely luxurious thing.
.
If such a good thing happened to them, they would naturally agree to it. At the same time, some people secretly speculated on the identity of this woman. To be able to take out the Sky Sacred Artifact to trade like this, the forces behind it must not be simple.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, but shook his head and said: "Sorry, this ticket is indeed very useful to me, I don't intend to trade it."
With that said, Zhuo Wen stepped forward to leave this place.
Boom!
However, the moment Zhuo Wen took a step, a terrifying sound pierced the air suddenly sounded out of thin air.
Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold and he took a few steps back suddenly. Immediately, the sound of breaking through the air came as expected and hit the place where Zhuo Wen was just now.
Zhuo Wen took a closer look and found that what hit the ground was a dark giant sword, and the owner of this giant sword was no stranger to Zhuo Wen. It was the weapon of the middle-aged man who was following the woman with his sword behind his back.
"What do you mean by this?" Zhuo Wen turned his head and stared at the middle-aged man gloomily.
For some reason, when the middle-aged man met Zhuo Wen's sinister gaze, he felt awe-inspiring in his heart, as if what he was looking at was an extremely cold and poisonous snake.
However, the middle-aged man quickly regained his composure and said in a deep voice: "My young lady has lowered her profile enough. You kid must not know how to show appreciation. If you don't want to have any trouble, you'd better hand over that
Take the ferry ticket, we won’t take advantage of you, we will buy your ticket with the Sky Sacred Artifact.”
Zhuo Wen sneered. He ignored the middle-aged man, but looked at the woman and said, "Are you buying and selling by force?"
The woman was silent for a moment. She gently lifted up her hair with her beautiful hands and pushed the black hair to the back of her head. She shook her head and said: "We are not buying and selling by force. Since brother doesn't want to sell to us, then we won't embarrass him."
tower."
After saying that, the woman looked at the man carrying the sword and said, "Brother Shuihui, let him go!"
The middle-aged man with the sword frowned and said in a deep voice: "Miss, I don't know when those guys will catch up. If we miss this flight, we don't know when we can wait for the flight to Qinglian Mansion again?
"
"This kid is just in the Holy Land of Yangtian. What important thing can I do to get this ticket to Qinglian Mansion? Can it be as important as us?"
But the woman shook her head and said: "Forget it, I'm not willing to do the forced buying and selling thing. If this brother doesn't want to sell, it's useless for us to force him, and it's just a boat ticket.
But there are five of us, it’s useless.”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man with the sword fell into a long silence. Finally, he sighed, put away the giant sword, and stood behind the woman.