An hour passed quickly. Everyone gathered together again and headed towards the main venue. Soon they arrived in front of the circular building. Zhan Chen looked up and saw three eye-catching golden words written on the building.
The big character "Guantian Tower" couldn't help but arouse curiosity in my heart, and asked Gong Xinyan: "Sister Gong, have you ever been inside the Guantian Tower?"
Gong Xinyan nodded and replied, "Well, I've been here a few times."
"Why is this place called Guantian Tower? Is there any mystery behind the word 'Guantian'?"
Gong Xinyan answered with a smile: "The 'tian' here means the secret of heaven, and guantian means to have a glimpse of the secret of heaven, because all the Taiyan Immortal Dao Conferences have been held in this Guantian Tower, and many people have come here to watch the competition.
People were inspired, and after returning home, they broke through their original realms, so the name Guantian Tower came from."
"That's it." Zhan Chen suddenly realized.
Everyone walked into the door with the flow of people and saw that there were already several queues of people lined up in the hall on the first floor. They were either here to buy tickets for the Immortal Dao Conference or to sign up for the competition. Zhan Chen saw with his own eyes a person putting 100 yuan into a high-grade ticket.
He handed the fairy stone to the staff there, but he only got one ticket in exchange for it. He was secretly stunned: "One hundred high-grade fairy stones can only be exchanged for one ticket. It's really expensive! And it is said that Guantian Tower can accommodate hundreds of thousands of spectators. This alone
How many fairy stones are there to earn?"
Zhan Chen followed the others to the registration window. Huangfu Ying exerted a hint of pressure, and the people crowded at the window got out of the way in shock, while the people from the Qin Xiao Sect took the opportunity to squeeze in.
Huangfu Ying handed the invitation to the staff there and said, "We are from the Qin Xiao Sect."
"Qin Xiao Faction, let me take a look." The staff took out a list and checked it carefully, and then said: "Qin Xiao Faction, there are 300 places for participation."
Huangfu Ying turned her head and said to the people behind her: "You all come up and sign up."
Zhan Chen followed the team and soon it was his turn. He reported his identity and cultivation level, and the staff handed him a gold medal. He looked at the gold medal carefully and found that there was a number "181" on it.
, and the back of the gold medal is also engraved with the logo and symbols of the Taiyan Immortal Convention.
"Remember, on the first day of the game, 181 will be your playing number." the staff said.
After everyone took their numbers, Huangfu Ying said to them: "Okay, now everyone can move around freely. Remember, we will gather at our accommodation early in the morning in three days."
"Yes, Sect Master!"
Everyone dispersed. Zhan Chen was about to go back to his room, but Huangfu Ying held him back from behind. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Sir, sect leader, do you have anything to do with me?"
Huangfu Ying smiled and said: "Come with me to visit Chizhou City. I haven't been here for a long time."
"Well, Sect Master, I suddenly had an inspiration and wanted to go back to solve a cultivation problem. You can go alone." Zhan Chen was confused and hurriedly found an excuse.
"I don't want it! It's rare to come to this big city to play, but you have to lock yourself in the room. How boring."
"I still don't want to go."
"Then I order you in the name of the sect master!"
"Okay then." Zhan Chen had no choice but to reply, wanting to deal with this little ancestor first. It seemed that he could only get away when she got tired of playing with her. The senior sisters around him stared at him with envy on their faces.
Probably because he was jealous of why his relationship with the sect leader was so good.
Huangfu Ying dragged Zhan Chen and arrived at Fangshi in Chizhou City. It was a sea of people there, selling everything. Many immortals simply sat on the ground, set up street stalls, and some even started selling along the street. Some items are too big to be taken out, and the seller will be confused.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Chen became more hopeful. Maybe he could really find some good treasures, especially with this young senior beside him. Zhan Chen first went to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to purchase a batch of spiritual medicines, and then started Wander around the shops and stalls along the street.
Huangfu Ying kept talking about the candied haws and kebabs, and it seemed that she was here to enjoy them. The goods on the stall seemed completely out of her sight, and she didn't even take a look at them. Zhan Chen had to be patient. I have the temper to go shopping with her.
Suddenly, Huangfu Ying stopped, her eyes lit up, she held Zhan Chen back, and whispered: "Brother Zhan, I found a treasure!"
"Treasure? Where!" Zhan Chen's heart couldn't help but tighten. What Huangfu Ying could call a treasure was obviously a first-class treasure.
Huangfu Ying said with a smile: "Look at how nervous you are. I said the treasure is relative to you. In my eyes, it's nothing."
"That's okay, tell me what it is?" Zhan Chen couldn't help shouting.
Huangfu Ying pointed to a stall in front and said, "It's on that stall. Do you see it? There is a broken sword on the stall."
Zhan Chen followed her instructions and looked into the distance, quietly asking: "What on earth is that?"
"Don't worry about it for now. Buy the things and I'll tell you when I get back."
"Okay!" Zhan Chen nodded immediately and walked to the stall. The person guarding the stall was an immortal with the Great Perfection of Yuan Shen. He had a deep breath and was obviously not a mortal.
Zhan Chen squatted down in front of his stall and pretended to fiddle with a few things casually. Finally, he picked up the broken sword and looked around. The broken sword was obviously very old. It was covered with gray-black rust. If it were thrown on the ground, it would be regarded as just a piece of scrap copper and iron. However, Zhan Chen felt that it was very weighty. It weighed more than ten times as much as the Youlong Jinghun Sword, but there was something in it. Something was fishy, so I asked, "Fellow Taoist, how do you sell this broken sword of yours?"
The other party stretched out a slap and said: "Five hundred top-quality immortal stones."
"What? So expensive!" Zhan Chen couldn't help but screamed. Five hundred top-grade immortal stones are equivalent to half a million high-grade immortal stones. This immortal really dared to ask for a huge price, so he said: "Fellow Taoist, five hundred top-grade immortal stones are not It’s a small amount, is this broken sword worth that much?”
The immortal said: "If you find it expensive, don't buy it. It's worth the price. I broke into the cemetery of an enlightened ancestor and got this broken sword after nearly dying, so it should be worth the price."
Zhan Chen couldn't make up his mind and looked back at Huangfu Ying. Huangfu Ying was still enjoying his meat skewers. He seemed not to notice his questioning eyes at all. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Okay, damn Huangfu Ying, it's you." You asked me to buy it, but now I am a hands-off shopkeeper." But he immediately sat down and made a decision, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, five hundred is five hundred!" He quickly took out the fairy stone from the storage ring. He handed it to the stall owner, grabbed the sword and left.
After walking far away, Zhan Chen asked Huangfu Ying: "Sister Huangfu, I just spent a high price of five hundred top-grade immortal stones to buy this broken sword. If it doesn't work, then I will suffer a big loss."
Huangfu Ying smiled and said, "Brother Zhan, don't worry, you've made a lot of money."
"What is that broken sword?" Zhan Chen asked curiously.