Looking along his sight, there is a vast square not far ahead. In the center, an ancient building with a large scale stands proudly, just like a city, with three carved in ancient seals on the city gate.
Large characters: holy battlefield.
It turns out that this is the battlefield of the Eastern Emperor Holy Battle where the Qidao Dharma Assembly was held.
Not far from the Holy Battlefield, there is an antique small building with the words Donghuang Pavilion written on the plaque on the roof. Although the entire Dongji City is crowded, the front of the Donghuang Pavilion is extremely quiet.
It seems that Master Yijie is right. The price of wanting to hide in Donghuang Pavilion for refuge is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford.
Fortunately, Master Yijie is here, and even the powerful man in the fifth grade of the Emperor Saint can only escape in the desert. Yes, no, Qin Qiuyuan, the powerful man in the fifth grade of the Emperor Saint, was beaten up directly when he met Master Yijie. In fact, he was in the desert.
There is no chance to escape. In short, with Master Yijie here, Gu Fenghua and others don’t have to worry about anything, and of course they don’t have to care about how high the charges in Donghuang Pavilion are.
Passing next to Donghuang Pavilion, it didn't take long before the group arrived at the market.
I remember that Yidaocheng held an auction for the Holy Tomb trip of the disciples of the Academy. Major chambers of commerce and the traveling chambers of commerce gathered in Daocheng. The scene was already lively, but the market in Dongjicheng was the same as the same one.
The auction is still lively.
There are many shops in the market, and the open spaces between the shops have long been occupied by small vendors. The auction houses in the center of the market are bidding, and the bidding sounds are coming one after another. You can feel the lively atmosphere in the distance.
"Fenghua, do you know what Tianyu Purple Soul Gold looks like?" Luo Enen looked at the rows of shops and stalls that could not be counted, and asked Gu Fenghua.
Gu Fenghua shook his head with a wry smile. Although she was well-read, she had never seen any records about Tianyue Purple Soul Gold. If she had not heard Zhang Yidao mention it, she would not have known that there were such a world in the world.
Bao, how could he know what it looks like? So yesterday he could only ask the vendors. Unfortunately, Master Yijie suddenly took out an ancient book and handed it to Gu Fenghua. There were three big words written on the yellow page.
: "Tianwai Lu"
Gu Fenghua subconsciously took it and immediately found that this ancient book had no less than a hundred seals to protect it. But even though there were so many seals to protect it, the page was still yellow and broken. I don’t know how many years it has been.
erosion.
Opening the pages of the book, Gu Fenghua's expression became even more surprised. She had never seen or heard of every strange flower, flower or silver recorded in the book. If she hadn't come to know about Tianyue Purple Soul Gold soon
The records also confirmed the existence of this kind of treasure from Zhang Yidao, and she almost doubted the authenticity of the "Tianwai Lu".
Keeping the record of Tianyue Purple Soul Gold in mind, Gu Fenghua handed the ancient book back to Master Yijie.
"It's useless for me to hold this book. Since you can use it, take it." Master Yijie did not reach out.
"This book is so precious, how can I collect it?" Gu Fenghua declined. I don't know how many thousands of years of "The Heavenly Literature" has been passed down, and the rare treasures recorded in it are unprecedented in Gu Fenghua.
It is a rare treasure in itself, so she would not have the nerve to accept it casually.
"If you want to hold it, just hold it." Master Yijie said impatiently. Looking at that, he didn't take the rare treasures in Gu Fenghua's eyes seriously.