On a prosperous street, Yang Fan, Jian Wudi, Lu Ye and the preacher stopped at the door of a large shop. In their hands, there were storage rings of various sizes.
"Hey, I really feel distressed. With so many things, it cost the old man one million top-grade fairy crystals."
The preacher looked at the dozen or so storage rings in his hands with a painful look. They were all very common resources for cultivation. Because they were all common, the amount was very large.
"Just one million top-grade immortal crystals makes the flesh hurt. Brother Yang just returned you 500,000 top-grade immortal crystals? I think you are hypocritical."
Lord Lu didn't think so, he was the easiest here, who made him not have so many fairy crystals.
Two days ago, Yang Fan and his party had already arrived in the central area. While there is still time, a group of people are here to buy special items.
"Xiao Fan, there is enough. There are no immortals in the sect. These things are enough for them to consume tens of thousands of years."
Jian Wudi smiled bitterly, and along the way, Yang Fan bought whatever he saw, regardless of whether it was available to the people of the sword gate.
"Master, you don’t understand this. While we return to the lower realm this time, we have to bring as many things as we can. After all, we don’t have so much time to go back. Also, how do we say that we have ascended to immortals, in the future. It's their business to do what Jianmen is. We were able to help for a while, but we couldn't help for a lifetime, so now we can help a little bit more."
Yang Fan could not agree.
These things are not only for the people of the Divine Sword Sect, but also some forces closely related to the Divine Sword Sect. Only in this way can the Divine Sword Gate stand in the Wuyuan Continent.
"Hurry up and grab her, don't let her take things away."
At this moment, Yang Fan and his party suddenly heard loud shouts.
Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a golden fairyland with more than a dozen true fairyland guards, chasing a female monk on the eighth floor of the true fairyland.
The female monk was dressed in white and blue clothes, covered her face, with a ponytail, her eyebrows were slender, and there was a flame-like sign on the center of her eyebrows.
The woman was in a healthy body and moved quickly among the crowd, and she was about to escape the arrest of these people. A guard of the middle-aged golden fairyland headed by him was anxious, pinched with one hand, a golden light shot out and hit the woman's calf.
Coincidentally at this time, the woman ran near Yang Fan and his group, and the sudden attack caused the woman to rub Yang Fan's side and fall.
Just as the woman passed Yang Fan, the strong wind blew her mask, and Yang Fan saw the woman's face.
It's beautiful, but it's also very cold. It's not close to the human world.
The woman fell to the ground, but quickly got up, then looked at Yang Fan, took out a spherical object, and threw it under her feet.
Bang!
The black smoke instantly filled the surrounding area of 100 meters. The smoke was very special. It not only blocked the line of sight, but also blocked the detection and locking of the divine consciousness.
"Interestingly, this is the alien version of the smoke bomb."
"Don't let her run away."
Soon, the dozen or so guards came to the place where the smoke appeared, and a wind-attribute magic trick used to blow the smoke away, but there was no woman in the place.
"Damn it, let her run away."
The middle-aged golden fairyland guards the road.
"Captain, what to do, just go back like this, the owner will punish us."
"What to do, continue to check, the entire Tianyong City will be checked."
The middle-aged golden wonderland powerhouse shouted.
"Yes!"
Let's just say, these people left directly, but when the Golden Wonderland was about to leave, he took a special glance at Yang Fan. Seeing that these people were very strange, they seemed to have just arrived, so he didn't take it seriously.
Soon, Yang Fan attracted people to the square of the teleportation formation in the central area, where there were some strict guards. When Yang Fan asked where he could go to Zhongyouzhou, he got good news. Six months later, the Shenxing Feizhou that goes to Zhongyu Continent once every ten years will set off, but everyone needs to pay one million yuan of high-grade fairy crystal.
Ordinary monks don't say one million high-grade immortal crystals, even the middle-grade crystals can't be taken out. This is why many monks who have ascended from the lower realm do not go back. The cost is really too expensive.
What's more, this is only the cost of going to the middle reaches of the continent. The cost of going to the upper reaches of the middle of the continent is higher than this. Finally, the cost of getting through the upper continent to the lower bound is added. The price at that time is simply sky-high.
Therefore, even if someone has this financial ability, they would not be willing to spend so much wronged money. After all, they can’t get anything if they return to the lower realm. Moreover, if the realm is too high, they will be suppressed by the heavens. The strength that can be exerted will never exist. One.
"There is still half a year, it seems we have been waiting."
Lu Ye shrugged, originally he didn't want to follow Yang Fan to the lower realm. But when he thought that the preacher would follow along, he would not have a share of the food Yang Fan prepared by then, and he was very unwilling, and the preacher had the same idea.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, Yang Fan sensed something in his pocket, took it out and took a look, and found that it was a simple ring, also a storage ring. But this one is very different. On the simple appearance lies the streamer that is not easy to detect.
"Let's find an inn and wait for the day of sailing."
Jian Wudidao, since he broke into the real fairyland, he has been in retreat, not wanting to be too different from Yang Fan's realm, and he will have to drag Yang Fan by then.
The night came quickly, there was no curfew, and it became very lively at night.
Just a few dozen kilometers away from the Teleportation Array Square in the central area, Yang Fan and his party live here.
At midnight, most people fell into retreat.
In a room close to the street on the third floor, Yang Fan held the simple ring he got during the day.
After half a day of unlocking, with Yang Fan's identity as a sixth-level rune formation mage, Yang Fan finally released the ring's prohibition.
There were very few things in it, only a few ninth-order magic weapons and a token made of a cyan stone.
There was no other information on the token, no matter how Yang Fan checked it, no abnormality was found.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and at the same time there was the laughter of the donkey.
"Brother Yang is asleep?"
"come in."
As soon as his mind moved, the formation in this room was lifted.
The door was opened and a donkey's head came in
"Is there a problem?"
There were no rings or things on the table, Yang Fan poured a cup of tea for himself and the lord.
The lord closed the door carefully, sat at the side of the table by the door, and drank his teacup.
It's just that Yang Fan's gaze was on the lord.
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