Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 34 Nether Pavilion

"Now it's finally not confused."

Li Qingxuan squatted on the ground to count the spoils, behind him was a distorted corpse engulfed in flames.

The thin man's original name was Wang Quan, and he was indeed from Wu Kingdom.

Wang Quan has been hanging around here for more than ten years, his cultivation is only at the third level of Qi Refining, but he has lived for a long time, he is considered an old fritter, and has provided Li Qingxuan with a lot of useful information.

Thanks to the other party's selfless dedication, he finally no longer knows a lot about the common sense of cultivating immortals, and he has a better understanding of Baiyunfang City and its surroundings.

"It's autumn flood now, it's not safe outside, I have to go back to Fangshi!"

Li Qingxuan wrapped up the booty, glanced around vigilantly, and walked quickly in the direction of Baiyunfang City.

The autumn flood is a normal phenomenon for monsters in the Luoyou Mountains.

Every year when autumn and winter meet, the low-level monsters in the Luoyou Mountains will become violent and actively hunt and kill all intruders who break into their territory, and even go out of the territory to hunt.

This process usually takes two to three months.

For low-level monks, walking in the Luoyou Mountains at this stage is much more dangerous than usual, and living in an area without the protection of formations, the danger will also become much greater.

Most of the casual cultivators will spend their spirit stones to live in a nearby station or square city during this period.

Even if they want to go out to collect herbs and hunt, they will choose to live in groups and wait for the autumn floods before building wooden houses outside again.

This was the case when he met those four immortal cultivators who went out last time.

Return to the mountain again.

Li Qingxuan saw that no one was paying attention, so he went straight to the thin man's house.

Not only because there are still some belongings of the thin man left in the wooden house.

Also because he wanted to borrow the identity of the other party.

Approaching the wooden house, his footsteps became slow and careful.

In Baiyunfang City, as long as you don't get spotted by those patrolling blood crows, you can still do it, which means that the most suitable place to do it is the residence of the monks.

Therefore, the wooden house where every monk lives has become an unknown and dangerous place.

Unless someone is very close, no monk dares to easily step into the residence of a strange monk.

Naturally, many traps were set up in the thin man's house.

According to the information provided by the thin man, Li Qingxuan avoided the traps in the house one by one, and then piled up some valuable things in the other party's house, and threw all the things on his body into it except for the items he needed to use.

He was going to sell these things for money later.

After packing everything with sheets, Li Qingxuan put on the thin man's clothes, took out a bronze mirror and kneaded his face, and occasionally took out some materials to decorate his face.

Not long after, a thin man appeared alive in the house.

Li Qingxuan squeezed his throat and uttered a few more voices with different accents, and finally turned into the voice of a thin man, before nodding in satisfaction.

Most of his disguise is done by shrinking his muscles and bones, which is more natural. The key point is that even if a cultivator sees that his appearance is made of disguise, it is difficult to know his real face.

After adjusting his temperament in front of the mirror for a while, Li Qingxuan picked up the package on his back, covered his face with a black cloth, and then went out to walk towards the mountainside.

The Fangshi on the mountainside is the real Baiyunfang City.

There is an additional array covering it, and it is an area where hands-on hands are not allowed in the true sense.

Go halfway.

Three unknown monks stopped Li Qingxuan suddenly.

These three people, one at the front and two at the back, are all tall and burly people with evil looks on their faces.

"Hey, Wang Quan, what kind of treasure is this? Seeing that our third brother didn't say hello, and went to the market with a black cloth on his face, let the brothers have a look."

"Brother, I laughed so hard. You said that he is dressed in such a shape that covering his face is useful. I recognized him from a distance."

The other person laughed too.

Li Qingxuan saw the three people blocking the road and attracted the eyes of many monks, so he had to tear off the mask cloth, and smiled like a thin man: "Isn't life going on, I'm going to sell everything for some pills Medicine, if I don’t break through to the mid-stage of Qi refining, I’m going to go back to the mundane world to seek wealth.”

After speaking, he also tore open the package on his back, revealing a pile of sundries inside.

On the surface, these things are worthless.

The big man who spoke first saw the handle of the big ax wrapped in the package. He stepped forward and wanted to put his hand into the package, and at the same time muttered: "This is not Qian Laosan's!" The bloodthirsty axe, the four of them died at the foot of the mountain when you co-authored it, did you touch the thing?"

A cold look flashed in Li Qingxuan's eyes, and he took a step back, avoiding the palm extended by the other party, and said coldly: "This is the mountain road, the blood crow can stare at it in the dark, do you want to hit the Bai family in the face?"

Hearing the words, the big man's face froze, and then he said viciously: "Wang Quan, I haven't seen you for a few days, I'm getting more courageous, okay, after the autumn flood, you'd better not go out of the market!"

After finishing speaking, the three of them stepped aside and looked at Li Qingxuan with a sneer.

"Hehe, if I fail to make a breakthrough, I will die. If you three want to risk your life, I will accompany you at any time."

Li Qingxuan also glanced at the three of them with a sneer, wrote down their faces, and continued walking forward.

Anyway, his identity will be dumped later.

If they want to see Wang Quan, when he stabilizes, send them to see him.

This.
The three looked at Li Qingxuan's back and looked at each other, a little surprised.

Is this still Wang Quan who usually bullies the weak and fears the hard?

"Brother, what he said is also reasonable, why don't we just touch him at night and kill him, just in time to snatch the cultivation resources he exchanged."

The leading man frowned, but still shook his head: "Forget it, Wang Quan has been here for more than ten years and he is fine. It's not that simple. It's not worth the risk. Let's go."

The construction of Fangshi is like a small town.

The smooth blue brick pavement is surrounded by scattered seven or eight shops that occupy a large area. Many monks go in and out of it, but more monks walk in along the street.

Because these shops are either rented by some monks in the late stage of Qi refining, or opened by people from the Bai family.

Li Qingxuan looked at those shops, and finally his vision stopped on a plaque named Youming Pavilion.

Here is his destination.

According to what Wang Quan said, this Netherworld Pavilion belongs to the Netherworld Sect and sells the most complete items, whether it's pills, magic tools or talisman skills, if there are none here, then it is unlikely that the real market has them.

The point is, there is also a spiritual disk for sale here!

He was going to sell all the things he didn't need and exchange them for spirit stones to complete the "Blue Lantern Art", buy more spells, and even buy a spiritual disk to test the level of his spiritual roots.

He has been curious about his spiritual root level for a long time.

Today, I can finally get my wish.

(End of this chapter)