Lian Shan could actually expect that someone would continue to hunt him down in the future, after all, he had killed so many people in Yihai City, and it was impossible for it to end like that.

And in his guess, it should be the government power of a certain country that launched a large army to search for something or something.

To be sure, although he is still ignorant of the outside world, to the point of not even knowing the common sense that there is no country here, he is at least aware of being hunted down.

Because of this, he has not been found for the past three days.

After all, he is the Thorn King of Shifanglou, and this kind of thing is what he is good at. Unless those elders of the Mingya Sect searched his vicinity, it would be difficult for those low-level monks and slaves to find him.

No one knew that he was now hiding in Anyan City, four thousand miles away from Yihai City.

Almost everyone who wanted to find him felt that he had either escaped from the realm of the Mingya Sect and even the Holy Sea Palace, or he was hiding in the deep mountains and forests that were inaccessible.

No one could have imagined that he would live in the home of a primordial monk in this city.

Yes, those inferences are wrong.

For a person like him, who has no worries and no home and no friends, it is easier to hide in the city than in the mountains and forests.

Once the army marches into the mountains and forests, they can only hide their bodies with the help of trees and mountains, but just like the fire on the island, it is not very safe to hide in the mountains and forests.

After all, there are only two camps in the pursuit there, and one camp is oneself, and there is only one person. The other big camp is the other side, thousands of people.

The city is different, there are also enough hidden spaces here, and the 'terrain' here is actually more complex than the mountains and forests.

And most importantly, there is a third camp - many monks and many slaves.

Hidden among these people, the difficulty of trying to find yourself out of thin air has been increased countless times. On the other hand, even if it is discovered, there are many more conditions that can be used.

And most importantly, there are no walls or guards in the city.

Ordinary practitioners are hiding here, and it is easy for people to find out. But he was naturally different.

He didn't kill the Primordial Monk, but stayed here in a grand manner. He would eat and sleep in his house every day, but after three days, the Beginner Monk was unaware.

He didn't know that there was another person in his family, and he didn't know that person was the Dounu Banmo he had heard about in the past two days, and he didn't know that sometimes the other party was three feet behind him.

In the house of this Primordial Monk, there were also two slaves. A man and a woman, they took care of the monk's daily life. Of course, more will be done.

For all this, Lian Shan was too lazy to explore, and it was even more impossible for the two slaves to discover his existence anyway.

Moreover, the situation of these two slaves is much better than that of the slaves who live in the dungeon under the two great realm-breaking subordinates of Li Jin.

The men were treated as cattle ready to be slaughtered, and the two slaves, though also branded as slaves, were at best servants who had no wages and could not escape.

They even have their own rooms, albeit small.

Lianshan didn't think about going further for the time being. In his opinion, four thousand miles was far enough. Run around, what if you run into someone from the Sword Sect?

In addition, the biggest reason why he really didn't want to leave right away was naturally his cultivation.

He had already discovered the direction of his cultivation, how could he not devote himself to it as soon as possible?

Although the original sea of qi seems to be useless, the new 'sea of qi' appears in the head is too bizarre.

But he managed to accept it.

Mu Zheping was able to create the practice of cultivating the mysterious space overnight because he had a good understanding of the Heavenly Seal, and also because he had the comprehension of the Heavenly Realm stage.

The process of Lian Shan's exploration of the exercises could not be as smooth as his, but it would not be too slow after all, he was a cultivation genius after all. In a sense, Lin Si, who often had wonderful ideas later. It's not because he inherited his 'talent'.

He spends most of his day in cultivation.

This night, of course, will be no exception.

After dinner, he went back to his room. It was his room, but in fact, it was just a utility room that was rarely used.

After settling down, he quickly sank his consciousness into the meridians in his body.

These three days. He was already able to absorb the aura of the outside world, and he was able to channel them into the colorful space. It's just that it's the most basic thing after all, and he knows it's not enough.

This is not a kind of exercise, it can only be regarded as a kind of guidance, and the efficiency is extremely low.

If you want to involve your whole body in this process, you need to continue to explore. In any case, I already see hope for success.

He was in full swing now, until the dull, rhythmic thud of the crash sounded in his ears again.

It came from the room next to him, and he knew that there were two slaves in that room at this time. And what they do, of course, he still understands a little.

Because he was born in Shifang Building, he knew even more about certain things than most of the sect disciples.

He frowned, it was sometimes a sin to have too good ear power, he didn't have spiritual power now, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to block his hearing.

These two people have not stopped every night for the past three days, which makes him very helpless.

After taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes again and sank his entire mind into cultivation.

He could actually change places, and with the abilities of these two slaves and the Beginner Monk upstairs, he wouldn't be discovered even if he changed places at will.

However, he 'stubbornly' believes that this should also be a way to hone himself, so that he can stay vigilant against the outside world while still being able to settle down in any interruptions.

As time went on, he gradually realized that mere meditation did not seem to suit his internal situation.

It was the tenth day he had been here, and even if he didn't bother to inquire about the situation outside, he could hear the young novices sometimes mentioning the name of Dounu Banmo when talking to the two slaves.

It seems that the whole outside world is starting to look for himself, and he finally realizes that there really doesn't seem to be any government here.

For he had never heard them mention such words as officers and soldiers, not even the lord of the city.

The only thing that can be heard is a certain family and a certain sect......

He seemed to settle down easily and learn about the outside world. He wasn't curious, he wasn't panicked, but he continued to live here.

The exploration of the cultivation method made him feel that every day was so colorful, and he had recently begun to try to use other postures to breathe and breathe.

Because he found that when he maintained certain postures, it seemed that the speed at which he absorbed the aura would become faster.

Of course. No matter how fast it is, it can't directly absorb the spirit stone.

The spirit stones he snatched from Yihai City had already been used. This kind of cultivation speed is indeed faster than any other way, but it's a pity that it can't be maintained forever.

After all, the number of spirit stones was limited, which made him sometimes even have the idea of going out to loot again.

In addition, apart from his divine sense, he still couldn't summon the slightest power in that colorful space.

He could see that the colorful space was growing stronger and stronger under his cultivation, but he couldn't get spiritual power from it. If it weren't for the vast expanse of mountains and forests that were destroyed that night, he even suspected that he was doing something meaningless now.

One day, I will be able to control it flexibly. At that time, my strength will increase by leaps and bounds!

At dinner that day, he overheard the conversation between the young Beginner Monk named Shuda and the two slaves.

"Tomorrow you two give me some rules, and Miss Cuitong will come here. ”

"Ah, did the master finally impress her?"

"Hah, that's right, but I've put a lot of work into it, you two don't lose my face!"

"Yes yes yes ......"

In fact, the name of Miss Cui Tong. Lian Shan has heard of it, after all, he has lived here for almost half a month.

If what he expected, the woman should also be a beginner monk.

During this time, Xiuda often went out early and returned late, so it seems that he should be going to get close to her, young man......

In the dark, he suddenly tugged at the corners of his mouth. Why are you so old-fashioned? I should be younger than them, right?

Moreover, this kind of thing shouldn't make you feel anything, right? The most important thing for yourself is cultivation.

However, if there is one more first-realm woman in this family, it seems that it will also bring some trouble to yourself. Be a little more careful when hiding your tracks.

That's it, anyway, what Cuitong is, he may not really be able to get along with him.

He let out a sigh of relief. Then he quietly returned to the room. For some reason, the figure of the woman in purple suddenly appeared in his mind.

She hasn't appeared for a long time, and Lianshan doesn't have any thoughts about her, but he just feels that he owes her an unclear favor, so that his heart is a little unsteady.

During this time, he often guessed what had happened to him and her before.

However, how could he, who didn't know anything about Lin Si, guess out of thin air?

He shook his head, put these thoughts behind him, and immersed himself in cultivation again.

The next day, the woman named Cui Tong finally appeared at 'their' house.

Lian Shan only glanced at her with his divine sense slightly, and didn't continue to care about this beginner woman who looked ordinary all over her body.

She didn't pose any threat to himself, that's what he eventually came to the conclusion he came to.

She had lunch at Shuda's house, stayed for another half an hour, and finally left.

That night, Shuda showed unprecedented depression.

He was rejected by Na Cuitong, and as for the reason, it seems that it was because he was too shabby.

To be honest, he has two servants and a mansion, which is already good in the Cangluo Continent, but in the cultivation world of the Xuanluo Continent, it is still not enough.

The status of the cultivators here is unusually high.

A low-level cultivator like him, who needs to help a refining workshop in the city as a helper to make ends meet, and has not climbed into any big family, is already considered down.

He suddenly slapped the table hard, as if he had finally made some kind of decision: "I have decided, I will go to Banmo tomorrow!"

"What, master, that Banmo is a fierce god......

Xiuda's eyes showed determination: "As long as I find Banmo, I can enter the Mingya Sect, and I can also get the spirit stone reward......!"

This seems to be the only way he can think of to 'get rich overnight', in addition, whether it is hunting slaves or hunting demonic beasts, his initial strength is not enough.

He didn't think at all that with his strength, if he really saw Banmo, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to speak.

Lian Shan in the shadows lowered his eyes slightly, and Xiuda went to find Banmo, of course, there would be no result, because Banmo was in his house.

But if he goes out, it will make him more comfortable here.

He suddenly smiled silently, forget it, it was time for him to get out of here.

He didn't have any luggage and clothes, he just said he was leaving, and less than a quarter of an hour after he left, Xiu Da suddenly took out three medium-grade spirit stones from his pocket with a stunned face.

There were irrepressible screams and cheers from the room, and three medium-grade spirit stones were already a huge amount of money for him. (To be continued.) )

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