Entering the attic, it is also very elegantly decorated, but you need to wait in line, for no other reason, Tiancang City is too famous, and a large number of monks come every day!

Although most of them are just sightseeing, there are a few who want to stay for a long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Naturally, these people need to rent a cave house.

In this way, of course, the place becomes very busy.

And the expressions of the monks were also different, some joyful and some silent.

Ling Xian's arrival did not attract attention, of course he didn't need to line up by himself, he hired Zhang San just to run errands for himself.

He did everything for him, and Ling Xian only needed to sit aside and drink tea.

The rest of the monks are similar, even if they are shy, they also hire mortals, after all, there are only one or two spirit stones, and they can save time and effort in this unfamiliar place.

While they were waiting, there were also maids offering spiritual wine and melons and fruits, and these people were eating and drinking, and at the same time, they talked loudly, telling what they had seen and heard, and Ling Xian also found it very interesting to hear it.

"Have you heard, Elder Taishang of the Huayu Sect, Qianyu Zhenren is in retreat, preparing to attack the bottleneck of the Tribulation. ”

Shocked, a news was thrown into the crowd, and all the monks were dumbfounded, and those who were drinking also stopped drinking, turned their heads, and their faces showed shock and dismay.

It was a man in his thirties who spoke, with a full beard, and when he saw that success had attracted everyone's attention, he couldn't help but show a triumphant look on his face.

"Ma Rusong, you are not a monk of the Huayu Sect, how do you know this news, it won't be nonsense, arranged on the head of Qianyu Zhenren, I think you are impatient?" A little old man's voice came into his ears, and he knew the other party.

"The surname Luo, you don't want to spew blood, that's right, I'm just a casual cultivator, but my sworn brother who is a friend of life and death is the core disciple of the Huayu Sect, this news is what he said to me personally, is it possible that there can be a fake?"

As soon as these words came out, the old man surnamed Luo couldn't help but open his mouth and had the heart to refute, but he couldn't find an excuse for a while.

Could it be that this news is true?

Most of the rest of the monks knew how to read words and looks, and they couldn't help but get excited when they saw this scene.

Unlike Ling Immortals, although they were casual cultivators, they were also native immortal cultivators in this realm, and they knew much more about the situation in the Tiancang Mountain Range than Ling Immortal.

Because of the scattered spiritual veins here, it has attracted a large number of monks to settle down, not to mention scattered cultivation, there are nearly 100 large and small sect families.

However, there is a huge disparity between the strength and weakness of these forces.

There are three recognized powerful sects, namely the Huayu Sect, the Baiqiao Temple, and the Flying Sword Valley.

They are the overlords of the Heavenly Sky Range.

The three major sects have been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and each sect has a profound heritage and tens of thousands of monks.

However, even so, the Supreme Elders of the three major sects are only Tongxuan monks, and they have the power to cross the catastrophe, which they once had in ancient times, but now they are just legends.

Now I am naturally shocked to hear this news.

"Really?"

"Qianyu Zhenren was originally known as the first monk of the Tiancang Mountain Range, I heard that he advanced to the late stage of Tongxuan ten thousand years ago, and his strength was extremely profound, and now it is logical to hit the bottleneck of the tribulation. ”

"Well, what Daoyou said is good, I also heard that Qianyu Zhenren has been in front of people for three hundred years, has not appeared in front of people, and has been closing the life and death pass, maybe what he is waiting for is this day. ”

"Oh my God, immortal cultivators in the Tribulation Period, that is only one step away from the true immortal, the longevity is so long that it is staggering, and the cultivation is unpredictable, which is too enviable and jealous. ”

"Hmph, then what's there to envy, what kind of harvest do you want, what kind of pay is needed, do you think that the bottleneck of the tribulation period is so easy to break through, take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you succeed in the promotion, the tribulation is not so good, if you are not careful, it is the result of the soul scattering. ”

A disapproving voice came to the ears, and when I heard it, it was a character who couldn't eat grapes and said that grapes were sour.

This time, there is no one to intervene, this guy is purely a problem with his head, and he is not the one who arranges the real person of Qianyu here, and he is not afraid of being killed by the monks of the Huayu Sect.

Seeing that everyone looked at him with pity and mockery, the man also seemed to sense something wrong, his face turned white, he didn't dare to say any more, and left here in a gray manner.

Because of this open-mouthed guy, everyone didn't dare to mention this topic again, as the saying goes, trouble comes from the mouth, and the status of the Supreme Elder of a sect is respected to the extreme.

If the monks of the Huayu Sect are disliked, the lives of their own people may be buried here.

In a word, I can't draw it.

So everyone diverted the topic, intentionally or unintentionally.

turned to chat, although there is no such fascinating topic again, but it is more than enough to pass the time.

In this way, before I knew it, half an hour passed.

It was finally Ling Xian's turn.

He came to a small room in front of him.

There was only one table and one chair in the room.

There was a young immortal cultivator sitting on the chair, and his cultivation was not enough to build a foundation, so it was not unusual, after all, it was just some chores, so naturally there was no need to arrange it for a high-level monk.

The man raised his head, his divine sense swept over Ling Xian's body, and he suddenly showed a respectful expression.

Although Ling Xian had hidden cultivation, the realm that was revealed was also in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and although the other party was a disciple of the sect, he naturally did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

"To the seniors, you want to rent the cave mansion, I don't know how long you plan to rent it, what grade?"

"I want a big cave, preferably quiet and remote, of course, the spiritual vein should be as good as possible, and the price is not a problem. ”

Low-key is Ling Xian's principle, but it also has to be divided into moments, the grade of the cave mansion can be related to the progress of cultivation, of course Ling Xian has no reason to save on this.

So the tone was also ridiculously big, the foundation monk listened, his face became more and more afraid to show a look of slackness, checked the information, and soon said respectfully: "Qi seniors, two hundred miles west of Tiancang City, there is a Qingquan Mountain, there is a Qingquan Valley under Qingquan Mountain, there is a small spiritual vein in the valley, so there is a huge cave mansion, the environment here is quiet, although the spiritual vein is small, the grade is good, and it is the most suitable for the requirements of the seniors." ”

"Oh?"

Ling Xian listened, and his face really showed an interested look.

"But ......" However, at this time, the other party's face showed a trace of embarrassment.

"If you have something to say, why bother here and bother. Ling Xian raised his eyebrows and said with some dissatisfaction.

"It's a good cave, but it's expensive, and it has to be rented for more than a hundred years. ”

"A hundred years, how much does that need?"

"Fifty thousand spirit stones. ”

Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, this was really an astronomical amount for an ordinary casual cultivator. (To be continued.) )