You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 116: Fallen Immortal City

Changqing heard the news of Ling Yu's sudden enlightenment from others. He said that he opened up four major meridians at once and his cultivation level was close to that of Pi Hai.

Ling Yu's enlightenment this time was too great; after all, it was gained at the cost of his life. Changqing was not surprised, but the people inside the sect were different. They felt that Ling Yu's aptitude was horrible, so the sect leader ordered him to go into seclusion to consolidate his cultivation to prevent any hidden dangers.

For a time, the disciples in the sect were extremely envious, and many of them came out of the sect to look for their own opportunities and to have an epiphany. The sect became lively again.

As for Changqing, he felt that the time for him to be promoted to Pihai was not far away. Changqing even had a vague feeling that something might happen when he broke through Pihai. It was more like a threat, and Changqing felt that the threat seemed to come from the sky.

So in recent days, Changqing always had a serious expression on his face, looked at Tianji with some worry from time to time, and was secretly preparing just in case.

But Changqing was different today. He was actually packing his bags because the auction was about to begin. In the morning, handsome uncle came and lent Changqing a storage magic tool, which could store hundreds of thousands of spirit stones and hundreds of spirit crystals.

When the handsome uncle gave the magic weapon, a trace of pain flashed across his face. The spiritual stones stored in it were enough to cover the annual income of the Yuling Sect, and this storage magic weapon was not much cheaper than the spiritual stones and crystals inside it.

The storage magic weapon is an arm armor that is blue-gold in color, with a crystal stone embedded in the middle, which is the body of the storage magic weapon.

The handsome uncle repeatedly reminded me to keep it well, and then left, looking back every few steps, and every move was filled with heartache.

"Stingy!" Chang Qing said secretly.

However, he still looked at the arm armor carefully. The handsome uncle just said that this arm armor is not just a storage magic weapon, but also has certain defensive functions. If the handsome uncle hadn't said that this arm armor was borrowed, Chang Qing would have kept it for himself no matter what.

After trying the arm armor on, he found it fit well. He extended a little bit of his spiritual power into the crystal according to what the handsome uncle said. The crystal flashed blue light, which meant it recognized its master. Changqing sent a little bit of his perception into the crystal. The space in the crystal was very large, nearly a hundred cubic meters. Looking forward, a huge spiritual stone mountain like a small hill appeared in his perception.

Changqing swallowed and calculated how long it would take him to earn back the money based on his dividend.

There are hundreds of spirit crystals on the side.

Changqing made a rough estimate. According to the exchange rate in this world, one spirit crystal is equal to one thousand spirit stones. These hundreds of spirit crystals are equivalent to nearly 300,000 spirit stones, and that spirit stone mountain also has nearly 300,000 spirit stones. Changqing suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"Is this the feeling of becoming rich suddenly?" Chang Qing murmured. At this moment, Chang Qing wanted to slip away from the sect.

Then Chang Qing threw the backpack away, muttering, "Backpack? Even a dog doesn't need it!"

Suddenly, throughout the Lingran world, countless disciples sneezed for no reason, and then looked around in confusion.

In addition to the Qingtian Nianqing Jue, Changqing put all his belongings in it, including the white stone egg, the black magic sword, the bandit mask, the second brother mask, etc.

It never goes wrong to be just in case.

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The location of the Bidding Hall is a large city for practitioners, called the Falling Immortal City.

Falling Immortal City. Legend has it that an immortal fell here, but the history is too long and there is no way to verify it.

This city is located at the junction of three forces: Yuling Sect, Longyin Valley, and Qifeng Mountain, and is a mixed bag of good and bad people.

It is far away from the mountain gate of Yuling Sect.

So Changqing set off half a month before the bidding hall opened.

Changqing and Jiaocang kept taking turns. During the day, Changqing held Jiaocang in his arms and flew at high speed with a black sword under his feet.

In the dark night, Jiaocang carried Changqing through the woods at a fast pace.

Although they encountered some robbing wandering cultivators during the period, they easily dealt with them without wasting too much time. In fact, these money-delivering boys even "gave" them a lot of good things. In this way, they traveled day and night and finally arrived two days before the auction began.

Looking at the dark grey ancient city in the distance, the majestic grey stone walls may have existed for too long and are covered with traces of wind erosion.

The protective formation outside the city gate, which emitted a faint spiritual light, blocked Changqing and Jiaocang from entering the city.

Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally we're here. What a hell of a place! There's not even a space passage!" Chang Qing couldn't help but complain. This journey was really tiring.

Because flying was prohibited in the city, Changqing had to land a few miles in front of the huge city gate, found a secluded place, changed into black clothes, put on a black hat, and then carried a black sword on his back. He concealed all information about the Yuling Sect and obediently queued up to enter the city.

Changqing, who was standing in line obediently, looked around carefully.

Whether it is the soldiers guarding the gate or the people queuing, they all have cultivation skills and it is rare to see ordinary people.

This made Changqing understand more clearly why it was called the city that only belongs to cultivators.

Basically, everyone you see are cultivators.

It wasn't long before I got to Changqing, paid an entrance fee of twenty spirit stones, and received a copy of the [Rules for Entry into the Fallen Immortal City].

After reading the rules for entering the city, Chang Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fighting is not allowed in the city, otherwise one will be killed by a strong person in the Yundan realm.

Only then did Changqing feel relieved.

Looking at the houses and buildings after entering the city, some have flying eaves and curved tails, and they are ancient and quaint;

Some are tall and grand, with majestic momentum, and lush green trees and flowers on the roadside.

There were also many shops on the street soliciting customers, with hawking sounds coming one after another. Many rare items became commonplace here, making Changqing reluctant to leave.

At this moment, Changqing had only one thought in his mind:

There are only three things to do here: spend money, spend money, and spend money from TN!

What Chang Qing saw were many disciples from different forces and families, mixed-blood humans and demons, and even disciples wearing costumes from the Yuling Sect, Longyin Valley, and Qifeng Mountain.

However, Changqing also discovered that the disciples of these three sects, including the Yuling Sect, were all arrogant. They looked down on others wherever they went. However, even so, they were still warmly received.

Chang Qing had a look of sarcasm on his face. This was nothing more than a sect with the name of a third-grade sect, but its own strength was not that strong.

Changqing didn't bother to care. He just wanted to find a place to have a big meal and then sleep. Why should he care about it?

He found a secluded restaurant, ordered a table full of dishes, and started to wolf them down. It seemed that people here were not surprised to see a spiritual pet like Jiaocang sitting at the table for meals.

But Jiaocang kept mumbling while eating, saying that the food was not as delicious as what Changqing cooked.

This sentence still made Changqing very satisfied. He thought that this brother was not raised in vain because he spoke nicely.

After having enough food and drink, Changqing asked for a room and went upstairs.

After observing the house, he found that there was a soundproof and anti-peeping formation, which made Changqing quite satisfied. He felt that these spirit stones were not spent in vain.

Slowly sit cross-legged on the bed, close your eyes and start practicing.

What? You mean rest? That's it!

Jiao Cang curled up his tail, narrowed his eyes, closed his ears, and started snoring.

The night passed quietly, and on the second day Chang Qing paid the shopkeeper to help him get a list of the auctions in the Bidding Hall, and to find out who would be participating in the auction.

Chang Qing in the room frowned, his cultivation level could no longer be suppressed, and he was afraid that he would break through to the Pi Hai realm in the next few days. However, a breakthrough here would easily attract spying and was not safe, so Chang Qing tried hard to suppress his cultivation level.