Chapter 1547: Ziyun City

There are countless great forces in the eight regions of heaven.
In addition to the eight great heavenly emperors sitting on their transcendent strength, there are also many large power families.
Although the strength is not strong, but it has a deep foundation.
The deeper the foundation, the easier it will be to cultivate a strong emperor.
It is not so easy to cultivate a strong emperor, and requires a lot of resources.
"Young Master, you don't have so many spars!" Nie Hanfeng quickly said as Feng Wuchen decided to go to Zixian Pavilion.
Feng Wuchen grinned and said, "Am I the kind of person who lacks spar?"
"Like!" Nie Hanfeng nodded without hesitation.
"..." Feng Wuchen couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Feng Wuchen did not have as many spars as five billion. Among the treasures that were collected, Feng Wuchen didn't care about spars, and now it was at most three billion.
"How many spars can a roll of Xianjue sell?" Feng Wuchen asked.
Nie Hanfeng thought for a while, and said: "Xianjue is precious and rare. You should be able to sell hundreds of millions of spars in Zixian Pavilion. However, few people sell treasures of this level, and only Zixian Pavilion sells them. The price there is estimated. higher."
Feng Wuchen nodded and said, "Okay, you bring all the people here to practice. The treasures of the heavens, the treasures, the spiritual liquid, and the pill will only work. Time is running out. Let them retreat and practice as soon as possible."
"Yes!" Nie Hanfeng said respectfully.
After exiting the Nine-layer Universe Pagoda, Feng Wuchen followed Feng Zhengxiong and greeted them, and immediately set off for Xianyu.
With Feng Wuchen's current cultivation base of the Heavenly Emperor, going from the spiritual realm to the immortal realm is just an instant of time.
Feng Wuchen is no stranger to Xianyu.
Fly directly to Zixian Pavilion all the way.
"Among the ancient prescriptions recorded by the Dragon God tribe, I remember that there is a very powerful magic pill. The great elder has not made any progress in the research for many years. Let alone the difficulty of refining the pill, the medicinal materials are extremely rare. I don’t know. Will Zixian Pavilion have these medicinal materials?" Feng Wuchen muttered while flying.
The Dragon Zun in the previous life was not an alchemist. The ancient prescription was also when he read the ancient books, he accidentally saw it, but didn't care at the time.
"If the ancient pill can be refined, the Dragon Temple and the cultivation of the Dragon God tribe will definitely advance by leaps and bounds." Feng Wuchen becomes more excited as he thinks about it, hoping that Zixian Pavilion will not let him down.
Of course, Feng Wuchen did not hold out much hope, after all, the medicinal materials of that kind of pill were too rare.
It can be described as a unique existence in the world.
The Zixian Pavilion is located on the top of Ziyun Peak to the north of the fairyland. The palace is majestic and awe-inspiring.
At the same time, there are many large and small forces around Ziyun Peak, which is the most prosperous area in Xianyu.
Ziyun City.
Feng Wuchen walked alone on the streets of the city. This was the only way to the Zixian Pavilion. Other people wanted to fly up. That would break the rules of Zixian Pavilion and the consequences would be serious.
"Ziyun City has gathered so many powerful people. Is there an auction in the near future?" Feng Wuchen secretly asked. As soon as he entered the city, Feng Wuchen sensed many powerful auras.
They are all powerhouses at the rank of Emperor and Great Emperor.
Feng Wuchen really got it right. Three days later, Zixian Pavilion will hold an auction!
After inquiring, Feng Wuchen was extremely excited to learn that there was an auction.
Purple Fairy Pavilion holds an auction, and there are all kinds of rare treasures, and it will not disappoint.
The auction of Zixiange has never disappointed.
It started three days later, and Feng Wuchen didn't worry about going to Zixian Pavilion, but found a restaurant.
The restaurant's business is booming, and the crowd is full of friends.
And the strong are like clouds, obviously the strong from the major forces in the major regions.
The purpose is also the Purple Fairy Pavilion auction.
"Guguan, I'm really embarrassed, there is no place." Xiaoer Dian respectfully greeted the wind without dust, and said very sorry.
Feng Wuchen looked inside the restaurant and said, "There just happens to be one."
Xiaoer from the shop looked back and found that there was really something, and quickly said, "Guest officer, please go inside, please go inside."
Originally there was no place, but as soon as Feng Wuchen came, someone happened to leave and the place was vacated. The shop Xiaoer led Feng Wuchen in without saying a word.
"Hey, kid, get out of the way!" Just as Feng Wuchen was about to sit down, a tall and burly man stopped Feng Wuchen with a rude expression.
"Are you talking to me?" Feng Wuchen glanced at the man indifferently.
"Are you blind? Get out! This is the position of our young master!" the big man shouted angrily, extremely arrogant.
"This..." The shopkeeper didn't dare to let go. He was a guest on one side and a big man on the other. How dare he interject?
Feng Wuchen didn't change his face, and sat down directly, pouring tea casually, and he didn't bother to talk to the arrogant man and just let it sit aside.
Feng Wuchen saw the Dahan's cultivation at a glance, the middle of the Heavenly God Realm.
Feng Wuchen really didn't pay attention to the cultivator of the Heavenly God Realm.
There are ants under the Great Emperor!
Seeing this scene, the repairers at other tables in the restaurant cast sorrowful and stunned eyes.
"That kid must be crazy! He has no idea what kind of terrifying person he is facing!"
"Arrogant enough! It's a pity that there is no arrogant capital! Offending the young master of the Thunder God Temple, there is only a dead end."
"Those who don't know are fearless, this arrogant kid definitely doesn't know the horror of the young master of the Thunder God Temple, otherwise he promises to regret living in this world."
The repairers in the restaurant all have smirking smiles, and no one is optimistic about Feng Wuchen.
Seeing Feng Wuchen's arrogant posture, the big man was furious: "Smelly boy! You are looking for death!"
A majestic might erupted from the body of the big man, shocking everyone almost out of breath, his face was full of panic.
"Little brother, I advise you to leave first. They are members of the Thunder God Temple. Don't offend them. Go quickly, lest you lose your life." The frightened Dian Er immediately whispered in Feng Wuchen's ear.
Feng Wuchen laughed and said nothing.
In desperation, Dian Xiaoer had to retreat obediently. Feng Wuchen did not listen, and there was nothing he could do.
"Mingshan, step back."
Just as the big man was about to kill Feng Wuchen, a flat voice came from behind him.
Mingshan immediately stopped and retreated respectfully.
A young man walked slowly, and the eyes of many powerful people in the restaurant immediately showed respect.
The restaurant was quiet in an instant.
Obviously, the identity of this young man is very powerful.
He is the Young Master of the Thunder God Temple, resolutely.
Feng Wuchen didn't even look at it, and continued to drink tea casually.
A hint of chill flashed in the depths of Lei Li's eyes, but he didn't make a difference, and said calmly: "This friend, can this young master sit here?"
"No." Feng Wuchen refused without hesitation.
Lei Li seemed to be polite, but in fact he responded to Feng Wuchen with a superior attitude.
When Feng Wuchen said this, the expressions of everyone in the restaurant were all dumbfounded, looking at Feng Wuchen as if they were looking at an idiot.