Chapter 402: Wandu City

"Hey, hey! Look at what you said, isn't it for the sake of the future? I'm not alone anymore. Several brothers need resources for cultivation. Some of them have low qualifications and don't take it. The pill pile cannot be upgraded at all! And the brothers must have the corresponding equipment and martial skills when they are upgraded. It is not good for them to use some inferior goods every day. These are all for money, right? You say Tell me..."
Su Fan whispered in the ears of the little demon, like an old monk chanting endlessly.
"Shut up!" The little demon said with a frantic look: "Are you an old lady with a broken mouth? It's endless!"
"Haha!" Su Fan smiled softly: "Then you enter or not?"
"Jin Jin Jin! Why have I been so unlucky in my life, being tossed by you all the time!"
The little demon's face foully controlled the Sky Demon Tower and flew towards the entrance of the soul boat.
After the Heavenly Demon Tower entered the soul boat, Su Fan asked the little demon to move the Heavenly Demon Tower to the position of the connecting step between the silver cabin and the golden cabin.
After that, Su Fan left the Sky Demon Tower.
Following the connecting stairs, Su Fan walked into the silver cabin.
At this time it was time for passengers to line up to enter the soul boat, so people were all coming and going in the aisle.
In order to prevent others from seeing his appearance, Su Fan deliberately wore a black robe that could block his face.
He walked onto the deck along the aisle of the silver cabin, found a relatively quiet corner, leaned against the bulkhead and closed his eyes to rest.
It didn't take long for all the passengers on the soul boat to board the cabin, and as the soul boat slowly started to lift off, the number of passengers coming to the deck for fun began to increase.
It was at this time that the conversations of several passengers not far away caught Su Fan's attention.
"Hey, have you heard that the three major sects of Tianlin Kingdom will be holding the'Three Sects of Martial Arts' again in a few days!"
"How could I have never heard of it, these'Three Sects of Performing Martial Arts' are a grand event for the three major sects!"
"I heard that this year's "Three Sects of Martial Arts" was held in Tailingzong. Many talented disciples of Wanduzong and Yunhai Swordzong have already set off for Tailingzong yesterday!"
"Hey? What do you guys say, which sect will win the first place in this'Three Sects of Martial Arts'?"
"Hey, do you have to ask? Naturally it is Tai Lingzong. Don’t forget, Tai Lingzong has a Su Fan. So Su Fan is still a disciple now. He will definitely sweep all opponents. !"
"But didn't Su Fan stay in Junji City all the time, and it seems that he has no plans to leave Junji City!"
"That's true. Su Fan can kill even the Soul King now. With his eyesight, he probably doesn't look down on this little'Three Sects Performing Martial Arts' as the first place!"
...
The passengers next to him were still chatting about the "Three Sects Performing Martial Arts", but Su Fan had no intention of listening.
"Are the three performing martial arts?" Su Fan whispered, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes: "I prefer to kill the first place than to get the first place!"
After speaking, he continued to close his eyes and rest.
The soul boat could not directly reach the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, but would land in the Thousand Poison City near the Ten Thousand Poison Lake.
Wandu City is the site of the Wandu Sect, and most of the industries in the city are owned by the Wandu Sect.
A few sour air was blowing in the breeze, Su Fan opened his eyes slightly, and saw that the soul boat had sailed into an unsightly mist, the mist was pale green, and the sour air was just from thin. From the fog.
He walked to the deck, glanced down, and saw that there were green muddy ponds and bare swamps everywhere, and these pale green mists were formed here.
"Is this the Eight Million Mile Poison Pond? This place is simply a Jedi, you can't see any living things!" A passenger sighed as he looked at the quagmire and swamp below.
"Cut! Who said there is no living thing, there are not only living things, but also huge poisonous monsters!" said another passenger.
"really?"
"Of course it is true. Many people have died in this eight-hundred-mile poisonous pond since ancient times. Don't underestimate this place!"
Hearing what these two people said, Su Fan curiously opened the system minimap and scanned it down...
"I'll go, so many monster kings!"
I saw that the system map showed that there were densely packed red dots under this Poison Pond, and among them there were hundreds of Monster Beast Kings. The danger in this was no weaker than the core area of ​​the Rainbow Mountain Range.
"This Ten Thousand Poison Sect will really pick a place to establish a sect!"
Su Fan slapped his tongue. He admired the man who established the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. Isn’t the opponent afraid that the monster king in the Ten Thousand Poison Pool will come out and destroy the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?
Could it be that these monsters couldn't get out of the Poison Pond for some reason? Su Fan guessed in his heart.
Time flies quickly, and everything is as Qin Ying said, it only takes a few hours to arrive from Junji City to Ten Thousand Poison City by soul boat.
With the surging crowd, Su Fan walked out of the soul boat.
"This architectural style is really unique!"
Su Fan looked at the huge fortress with a weird face.
That's right, the entire Ten Thousand Poison City is crawling on the ground like a fortress, and Ten Thousand Poison City does not have any soul boat squares, and the soul boats are parked in suspended grooves.
After leaving the soul boat, Su Fan followed the passengers down a winding staircase layer by layer. Flying is strictly prohibited in Wandu City, so even the soul can only walk.
Probably because the whole city is like a fortress, the light in Wandu City is very dark, giving people a very gloomy feeling.
Su Fan was walking on the street, and he found that there were almost no small vendors on the street. All the commodities and goods were sold in shops, and those shops were all taken care of by the disciples of the Wan Pozong!
"It seems that the people of Ten Thousand Poison Sect are very xenophobic!" Su Fan said thoughtfully.
"Wow!"
A scream came from a medicine shop next to it, and then a figure flew upside down from the inside and rolled to the ground.
"I don't know what to promote, and dare to bargain in front of my jackal, blinding you!"
A burly disciple of Ten Thousand Poison Sect rushed out of the medicinal material shop and stomped on the right leg of the man on the ground: "Trash your dog, let you remember!"
Cack!
"what!"
The man on the ground howled, his entire right leg was bent ninety degrees in reverse!
"Bah!" The Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciple spit on the face of the man on the ground: "Remember! This is our Ten Thousand Poison Sect's territory, and we have to listen to us in our territory!"
After finishing speaking, the disciple of Ten Thousand Poison Sect walked back to the medicinal material shop in a big way.
At this time, the surroundings were already full of people watching the excitement.
But these people just watched the excitement, and no one spoke for the person on the ground.
Not only did they not speak to him, but those who watched the excitement also showed mockery at the man on the ground.
(End of this chapter)