[Ran^文^书库][]The walls of Dongming City are majestic and majestic. They have stood firm despite the wind and frost. Every brick has left the breath of blood and fire. However, when you step into the city gate, you are in ruins. , dilapidated, as if it had experienced a disaster of swords, fire, and robberies, and its vitality was severely damaged.
"This...is this the fairy city you are talking about?" A monk from the Poison Dragon Sect sneered, feeling that he had been deceived by Cheng Hou. It was a pure waste of time to come to a place like this where wild cats don't poop. .
"Yes, this is Dongming Fairy City."
Another person interrupted: "Fairy City? Ghost City!"
Cheng Hou glanced at him, The speaker was Wen Shuanglu, the leader of the Beast King Sect. Among the monks in the Southern Barbarians, he had the highest cultivation level and the richest net worth. He smiled and said, "Whether it's a ghost city or a fairy city, brother Wen has a sharp eye, can't he see the secrets of this city?"
Listening to his tone, Wen Shuanglu seemed to have a hidden agenda, and he was attentive at the moment. Look, I have thoughts in my heart, and the more I look, the more frightened I feel.
Several monks from the Poison Dragon Sect followed him, staring at him with their eyes wide open, but they couldn't see what was going on. They couldn't help but whisper to each other.
Wen Shuanglu withdrew his gaze, rubbed his brows, and said, "It's really a big deal. Wen is willing to accept the defeat and become brothers. Is it really impossible to tell the identity of the city lord?"
Cheng Hou smiled and said: "Brother Wen might as well stay here for a few more days, or you may have a chance to meet the city lord."
Wen Shuanglu raised his palm and said: "Okay, as you say, I will stay here no matter what." Come and see it!"
The group of people walked slowly among the ruins and unknowingly came to an open school field. There were stone sculptures and a pool in the center, which were nondescript and surrounded by a group of houses with similar shapes. In the shops, there are two types of roads: circular and straight. There are five rings that form concentric arcs around the central pool. There are eight straight roads that radiate out like the long legs of a spider.
"Such a layout...it's quite strange..." Wen Shuanglu stroked his three-foot beard and chuckled.
"This is the city lord's design. To be honest, I can't understand it either."
Hehe, haha, haha, hee hee, all kinds of laughter started. The fall was full of well-intentioned ridicule. Chenghou didn't feel shy either. He moved his plump body to the side of the pool and looked up at the stone sculpture several people tall - a huge stone was pulled up from the bottom of the pool. Countless ferocious monsters poked their heads out, half of their bodies were outside and half of them were submerged. In the stone, there are teeth and claws, as if trying to escape from the cage, but being trapped by fate. The expressions of anger, fear, loss, and regret are all vivid and lifelike.
Among the monsters and beasts, there were several human figures, struggling in pain.
"This is...this is..."
Cheng Houdao: "This stone sculpture is called 'Refining Demon'. The water in the pool is cool and quenches your thirst. You may wish to give it a try." As he spoke, he bent down with great effort, took a few handfuls of water with his fat palms, brought it to his mouth, drank half of it into his mouth, and poured it on his chest.
Wen Shuanglu sat on the stone steps beside the pool, looking up, timidly, as if there was a voice in the dark.He woke up and realized that what he saw before him was not from his imagination. It had actually happened somewhere.
He learned to make a thick sample, took a handful of water, and tasted it carefully. It was indeed refreshing and refreshing. When used to make tea, it was no less good than mountain snow water.
Cheng Hou pointed to the school ground and said: "If you want to set up a stall, you might as well find a place here. You can do it sooner or later, as long as you don't block the road. The surrounding shops have not been put in order, and the quality warehouse It is also under preparation. It is roughly similar to Liantao City."
"Apart from these old things, what else is special about Dongming City?" The question was asked by Ji Brahma, the protector of the Poison Dragon Sect. He is also a Jindan cultivator and has a close personal relationship with Wen Shuanglu.
Cheng Hou hesitated for a moment and said: "Dongming City will have Silver Hook Square, Song of Silence, and Red Star Merit Hall."
"These three places...what Explanation?"
"Silver Hook House is a gambling house, Song of Silence is a brothel. As for the Red Star Merit Hall, it has begun to take shape. Please come and take a look."
< p>After that, Cheng Hou took the lead and led everyone to a large hall directly north of the school grounds. They saw carved beams and painted pillars, cornices and a plaque with the word "Red Star" inscribed on it.Everyone stepped into the main hall. Inside the hall was enshrined "Jade Purple Purple Xu Gao Shang Yuan Huang Taishang Daojun". Long pieces of paper were stuck on the merit walls on both sides. They were fluttered in the wind, and most of them were blank. , a small number of inscriptions have handwriting.
At first, Wen Shuanglu thought it was the merit of donating the sesame oil money, but when he took a closer look, it was not the case at all.
For example, one of the articles reads:
Release: Golden Xiaodie
Term: Long-term
Requirement: Ten monster souls , intact, low-grade courage
Remuneration: a single eye
Notes: medium-high grade courage, interview
"Release", "Term", "Requirement" , "remuneration" and "notes" are printed with woodcut ink, which is rigid and standardized, and the content is written with cinnabar and red pen. The handwriting is of different sizes, like a child learning to read, and it is childish.
The Jin Xiaodie who issued the demand was probably not Han Chinese.
Wen Shuanglu skimmed through the notes and found that most of them were issued by Jin Xiaodie, involving spirits, demon pills, animal skins, animal tendons, animal bones, ores, etc. The wood is one product per piece, and the price is clearly marked.
He glanced at Chenghou and said, "This is for making utensils. What kind of person is that golden butterfly?"
Chenghou said with a smile: "A handyman. That's it, there is another person who can be called a master."
"Who?"
"Master Feng Huang of the Kunlun Sword Sect, wait until Si Yan comes out, Master Feng. The finished utensils will also be sold at a reasonable price."
Wen Shuanglu has heard of Feng Huang's name, and it is not an exaggeration to call him "Master". He nodded, hid his thoughts in his stomach, and greatly admired the design of the Red Star Merit Hall. With a small move, he revitalized the aphrodisiac stone.The circulation of it can be called a dazzling stroke. As for the "turning and staring eyes" of Yingoufang and the "flowers in bloom" of the silent song, he did not pay much attention to it.
"Brother Cheng is a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, why did he join the Kunlun side?"
Cheng Hou sighed and said solemnly: "To be fair, Brother Wen said, the Taiyi Sect suffered so much After the family was wiped out, the brothers had no choice but to find a place to stay thanks to the city lord taking them in. Whether it was Kunlun or something else, they didn’t care about that much."
Wen Shuanglu was not the only one who was heartbroken, but Ji. Brahma came up and asked: "Where did you hunt for this demon soul pill?"
Cheng Houdao said: "There are monsters in Jietian Ridge, most of them are of lower grade, occasionally of medium grade, and as for the top grade ones The spirit demon pill must go to Guimen Abyss. Brother Ji also knows the dangers of Guimen Abyss. That place... the monsters on the upper level alone are tricky enough. If you are not 100% sure, it is better not to take risks! ”
The three people did not deliberately lower their voices. Everyone listened and gathered around them.
"How to get the reward?"
Cheng Houdao: "There is a side hall behind the Red Star Merit Hall. Two female cultivators, Li Lanxiang and Liu Mulian, are sent by Xiandu to take turns. You can find them in exchange. "Remuneration."
A man with a deer head and rat eyes said with a smile: "Female cultivators are rare, I don't know what they look like..."
Cheng Hou knows the old customs of the Southern Barbarians. His words were frivolous, and he reminded: "Dongming City has strict rules, and there is a sword cultivator in charge of the Red Star Merit Hall, so don't be surprised by what you said." Wen Shuanglu said: "I don't know which sword cultivator it is. "Sit here?"
"Senior Brother Xunye of the Immortal Capital Sect" Cheng Hou paused and added, "Senior Brother Xun has already mastered the sword spirit, and he hates evil and is afraid of being in his hands. Even if you don't die, you will have to shed your skin."
When they heard that it was a sword cultivator who could defeat the Nascent Soul cultivator, everyone looked at each other and gasped in unison.