In the night, three figures slowly walked towards a gate of Guiwuyi City.?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

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"Two donors, I don't know your name yet, and I don't know if I can tell you." Wuse asked in harmony.

Yan Lan tried hard to hide the sadness in her eyes, and frowned and replied: "My name is Yan Lan, this is my sister Ziyi."

Yan Lan looked at Wuse with a happy expression, and thought that Wuse was not aware of them, but took the initiative to help him in the night. Especially the words he said later, Zi Yi grabbed a life-saving straw and improved his mental state a lot, which made him feel a little fond of Wuse.

"Well, brothers Yan Lan, Miss Zi Yi, I think you are only in your teens, and I, Wuse, are only sixteen years old. Since we are all young people, we might as well be brothers and sisters from now on... Haha, the little monk takes the liberty, I hope you don't blame me, but I am quite close to you, as if it's God's will, so it's better to be good." Wuse changed the solemn attitude of the monk just now and laughed.

Wuse said this, first, seeing these two people was quite lonely and felt compassionate; second, inexplicably, there was something to be together, so he wanted to make friends; third, seeing that the atmosphere was dull, the two of them were silent, they wanted to adjust their sadness.

"Yeah, okay!" Zi Yi agreed immediately and then remained silent again.

Yan Lan held Zi Yi and was slightly stunned. She didn't feel embarrassed at the moment, and said, "Brother Wuse doesn't dislike us, and she takes good care of us. I am deeply grateful. How can I refuse?"

"Amitabha, how good it is. People who practice are not from the same sect, so they will naturally have no distinction between generations and brothers. It is natural to be in the same relationship. Well, we are almost at Guiwuyicheng. When we enter Guiwuyicheng, each person needs to hand in a medium-grade human spirit stone..."

Yan Lan nodded silently. A medium-grade human spirit stone was nothing to him now. He did not expect that the spirit stones were also used as a trading medium in this mortal world.

In fact, spiritual stones are the things that are necessary for cultivators to strengthen their spiritual power, fiddle with formations, refine pills, and exchange for goods. In the world of cultivation, gold and silver objects are far less precious than high-grade spiritual stones, so practitioners all use spiritual stones as a trading medium.

Spiritual stones are divided into three grades: heaven, earth and man, each grade is divided into lower grade, middle grade, top grade, and top grade.

Among the same grade, one top-grade spirit stone is ten top-grade spirit stones, or a hundred middle-grade spirit stones, or a thousand lower-grade spirit stones. However, among the different grade spirit stones, one thousand starting from one thousand, just like a lower-grade earth spirit stone is one thousand top-grade human spirit stones.

In this world, human spirit stones are more common, and earth spirit stones are the legendary things, while heavenly spirit stones are ethereal and mysterious, making it difficult to see the true appearance.

A top-grade Tianling Stone is equivalent to one hundred trillion low-grade human spirit stones. This shows how precious the Tianling Stone is.

Wuse looked at Yan Lan who was silent and frowned slightly. He suddenly felt that Yan Lan had no trace of spiritual power.

"Hey, how could Brother Yan Lan have no spiritual power fluctuations? If he had extremely high cultivation, he would not have suffered this disaster. Could it be that he is not a person who practices, but why can he feel a breath that makes me close to him?" Wuse was puzzled, but he was not easy to ask.

While the three of them were talking, they arrived at the gate of Guiwuyi City.

At this time, there was only a trace of light on the east side of the sky, and there were very few practitioners entering and leaving the city gate. However, on the left and right sides of the city gate, there were two city guards wearing purple robes and long swords on their waists. Even though people were rare, these city guards were still tired, with their eyes shining, tall and arrogant. It was obvious that it was a relatively glorious job to become the city guards of Guiwuyi City.

Wuse turned his head and smiled at Yan Lan and the other two, "Brother Yan Lan, I have the Mifan Sect card script. I can enter and exit freely and do not need to pay any spirit stones. In the future, if you can become a formal disciple of Tiangang Sect, you will also have a Tiangang Door Card script. Generally, larger sects have close ties with some cities and towns. The disciples in the sect will naturally have more privileges than some small sects, Lonely Langke."

Yan Lan stared at Wuse's card in hand and nodded slightly. Whether to hand over the spirit stone or not is irrelevant to him now. Anyway, he is not short of spirit stones at all. After all, Nie You's collection alone is probably astronomical.

Wuse showed the Mifan Sect card to the city guards and said, "These two are my best friends, and they were killed by enemies. They are like this."

At this moment, Yan Lan was covered in ragged clothes and had a disheveled face. At first glance, she looked even more embarrassed than the beggars among ordinary people. Zi Yi was a little better, but she was also covered in dust and her clothes were dirty.

One of the guards stared at Yan Lan and the others, looked up and down, then his expression slowed down, and he nodded and let go.

Yan Lan looked at these city guards and saw that they were tall, with bright eyes, thick aura, and profound cultivation. He couldn't help but sigh that the power behind Guiwuyi City was quite famous.

After entering Guiwuyicheng, Yan Lan saw a road about a hundred feet wide and endless, and there was no end to see the road. On both sides of the road, buildings were towering, the tallest ones were thousands of feet, and the lower ones were two or three feet. They were all huge and magnificent, and were beyond the size of the houses of ordinary people.

"What a big city, how many practitioners live here!" Yan Lan exclaimed.

Zi Yi also put away her depressed expression and looked at the surrounding buildings. It was her first time entering the Great City of Cultivator, and her curiosity was inevitably aroused again.

Wuse smiled faintly and said as he walked, "This Guiwuyi City is square, with a side length of 600 miles. No one has accurately counted the practitioners who live, but at least in billions. However, in terms of scale, this Guiwuyi City is not the largest city of practitioners in the central source continent."

Yan Lan was stunned and said in a secret surprise: "A city actually has hundreds of millions of monks living in it. On the 6th of Heaven, I'm afraid that all monks will only be tens of millions. I'm really a frog in the well. This world is really big and big, so big that it's hard to imagine."

Wuse smiled faintly and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to rest. Seeing you all the way, you must have suffered a lot. Thousands of feet ahead is the inn house where our Mifan Sect set up in Guiwu Yicheng. In fact, there are also inns nearby Tiangangmen. But now it's not dawn and I'm not familiar with it, so I won't take you to disturb them."

"Well, that's going to bother," Yan Lan looked at the haggard Zi Yi, thinking about the bloody death that he had come along, and had just experienced separation from life and death, and was exhausted physically and mentally, and really needed a rest. She was not familiar with the place here, so she could only ask for enlightenment.

Seeing Yan Lan's warm gaze, Zi Yi's brows relaxed and said lightly: "Brother Lan'er, I will be strong, don't worry about me." After saying that, his eyes turned red, and then he pursed his lips, and he forced his tears back, and a little cold light flashed in his eyes.

"One day, I will let my father come back to me. Also, I want the bastards who killed my father to pay the price of bleeding." Zi Yi's young heart had already planted such a surprising belief at this moment. If outsiders knew about it, even some powerful people with great magic power would have to be moved by these two seemingly simple goals.

Resurrection of Qingxuan and shoveling Xuanzong, Ziyi may not know how much cost and ability it will take at this moment.

Wuse looked at Zi Yi's strange look, his eyes were slightly shocked, and he said to himself: "Is this girl really wanting to resurrect the deceased? I just said it casually, but she didn't expect that she would take it seriously. But how difficult is it to cultivate to that level? There are hundreds of millions of practitioners and countless geniuses, and how many people can reach the peak of high apex?"

Zi Yi noticed Wuse staring at her, smiled faintly, and cast a thankful look at Wuse, and lightly opened her teeth: "Brother Wuse, thank you too. When I have the ability, I will definitely repay you."

Wuse looked at the appearance of the lotus in Ziyi's clear water, his expression was stunned, his face turned red, and he quickly turned his head, and said the Buddha's name "Amitabha..." and he couldn't hear clearly what he muttered.

Yan Lan knew what Zi Yi was thinking, and her mood was overwhelming: "Now, I have three major hatreds on my shoulders. One is that the eight forces in Tian6 have a grudge to destroy the clan; the other is that the mysterious powerful people in the Spirit Void Holy Realm have a grudge to imprison Sister Yu Chun and destroy my spiritual roots; the third is that Xuanzong has murdered Uncle Qing Xuan, and he has a grudge to kill the three of us. Now, let's take the Xuanzong first, Xuanzong..."

The word "Xuanzong" was revealed with his teeth and heart-warming. Yan Lan burst his fists tightly, and the coldness in his eyes was like a deep sea that had been frozen for thousands of years. His whole person suddenly released a huge murderous thought.
Chapter completed!