Looking at the sea tower, looking at the rough sea, I stand still.

This place is the demon venerable's departure from the door, if it is not, it will not be able to suppress the huge scene, and it will be valued by people from all over the world.

In the Wanghai Tower, there are demon cultivators from all sides of the Great Demon Gate all the year round, and there is no exchange here, that is, people from the open sea, and they are also happy to sell goods here.

With the chaos of the wind and the sea, there is only such a place where everyone can trade with confidence, and change to other places, between demon cultivators, I am afraid that they have to use magic weapons to speak, so as to "communicate with each other".

As soon as Zhang Fan and Xi Ruofu entered, they had a sense of sudden enlightenment, as if they were not entering a portal, but a narrow entrance to a valley, and they could really see the magnificence of the valley.

Although it looks magnificent from the outside, it is just a building, and how big it can be, but when you look inside, it is not the same thing at all.

On the first floor of Wanghai Tower, a vast square with a radius of thousands of zhang occupies the entire field of vision of the beginner.

During this period, there were many demon cultivators from all sides, trading with each other, there were stall sellers, there were whispering and secretly communicating, and there were even one or two masters, and those who entered the second layer proudly.

This kind of formation method is rare overseas, and there are many stunned newcomers, but for Zhang Fan and Xiruo, it is not enough, and they are a little surprised, and that's it.

After shopping around and buying a few items unique to Fenghai, the two of them did not stay on the first floor, but went straight to the second floor.

The things that Zhang Fan asked for were not what these ordinary demon cultivators on the first floor could provide.

When he stepped on the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor, with his spiritual sense, he suddenly felt a divine consciousness entangled, as if he had found something, and the divine consciousness touched back, and at the same time, the two young monks on the stairs on the second floor immediately got out of the way and bowed.

Needless to say, this is the qualification required to go up to the second floor.

Ordinary monks, the first floor is enough, and they have to go up to the second floor, unless they have a special identity or strong strength, they can ensure that they have enough purchasing power to contact the host of Wanghai Tower.

As soon as the temptation was over, after receiving the divine sense summons, the two young monks guarding the door naturally would not stop them, but what they didn't know was that at the same time, a white-haired old man on the second floor spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "pounce", and his expression instantly withered.

"Quick, quickly inform the principal, and personally greet the two people who just came up. ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn't care about the feeling of weakness in his body that the thief went to the empty building, and hurriedly shouted to the disciples guarding the door.

When the words fell, hearing the footsteps of the disciple go away, the white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Earlier, after he had just summoned the two disciples guarding the gate in accordance with the rules, he had just withdrawn his divine sense, and he felt a powerful thought follow the path and slammed into his body.

With a touch of the touch, it was like a gentle breeze, blowing by, but it instantly made this demon cultivator who cultivated in the later stage of the Dan suffer a big loss.

The white-haired old man knew that this was a warning from the other party, and it could be regarded as mercy on his subordinates, otherwise he would almost drown him in the horror he felt at that moment.

If this thought is not retracted at the touch of a button, but is pressed over, even if his body is not injured, his soul will definitely be severely damaged, and even affect the foundation of the future.

"Terrible and terrible!"

"I don't know where to go?"

The white-haired old man still groaned with palpitations, and Zhang Fan and Xiruo had already leisurely climbed the stairs and stepped into the second floor.

As soon as he appeared, he saw a middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi coming quickly, waved away the maid who was about to come forward to greet him, dressed up and saluted: "The junior Haishan is the main person here, and I have seen two seniors. ”

"The two seniors came from afar, Haishan has lost the welcome, and now a little thin wine is prepared to wash the dust for the two, and also invite a large number of seniors, and Haihan is one. “

"This way, please. ”

This middle-aged man in Tsing Yi named Haishan is respectful in words and polite in action, even if it is a beautiful appearance, he has never been rude, and he has apologized straight to the point, although he has never mentioned the temptation, but this gesture is low enough.

"Lord Hai, please!"

Zhang Fan smiled and said, and didn't mention the temptation again.

It is said that whether it is the white-haired old man or the head of Haishan, they are wronged enough.

The white-haired old man is a special demon cultivator who has cultivated the technique of enhancing his divine sense, and with his cultivation and divine sense, even a monk at the peak of the knot pill can not be perceived.

As for the masters of the Yuanying level, there are only a handful of them above the wind and sea, and the people in Wanghai Tower naturally know that there will be no such oolong thing.

However, Zhang Fan and Xiruo are both fresh faces, and they have to swallow this dumb loss when they are careless.

After all, the divine sense tempts the Yuanying real person, this matter can be big or small, and if the other party is angry, they can't either.

It was also through this that Haishan affirmed that Zhang Fan was a monk from the open sea.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was not for himself, he also breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed a little, and led the way.

A moment later, in a luxuriously decorated hall, Zhang Fan, Xiruo, and Haishan sat down as guests and hosts, and all the maids were driven out, and Haishan's face was filled with nervousness and hesitation again.

"This ......"

Haishan hesitated for a long time, but still asked: "Dare to ask the two seniors, what do you want to get the whole picture of the wind and sea?"

"There is no need for the sea lord to ask, Zhang is useful. ”

"What's the matter?

Zhang Fan looked at Haishan with a smile and said, that gaze, as if it was substance, pierced into his eyes, making him shudder and secretly complain.

Zhang Fan wants a full map of the wind and sea, but it is not just a map, there must be all kinds of forces, all special locations, properties and so on.

Such a map, I'm afraid that there are very few that can be taken out in the entire sea of wind, that is, a few transformation demons, and there are forces like the Demon Venerable.

This is no longer a problem with spirit stones.

"No, no, the predecessors misunderstood Haishan, naturally it won't be like this. ”

Haishan hesitated, but after all, he still didn't want to offend such a master, so he agreed.

As soon as the words fell, the ubiquitous sense of oppression finally dissipated, and he breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for the presence of the guests, he would have had to break out in a cold sweat.

The owner of Wanghai Tower is a demon venerable, and there is nothing wrong with leaving people, but how can Yuanying Zhenren be offended casually? He has no choice.

In just a moment, the general map that Zhang Fan wanted was delivered to him, and after a little investigation, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Okay, thank you for your help, Zhang has thanked you. ”

Zhang Fan smiled and put away the general map, with this thing in his hand, he was no longer a cloud of darkness for the wind and sea.

casually handed out a few high-grade spirit stones, and without waiting for Haishan to postpone, Zhang Fan continued to ask: "Lord Hai, Zhang is asking you a question, ...... here?"

As he spoke, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and swiped in the air, the stars were shining, and the water was rippling, becoming a canyon scene.

"Why is it called Lightning Strike Gorge?"

The scene that appeared in front of Haishan was a condescending picture looking down on the canyon, and he knew at first sight that it was the lightning strike gorge in the complete map of the wind and sea he provided.

"Lightning Strike Gorge ......"

Seeing this hand of water and moon mirror flowers, Haishan was first shocked, and then pressed down, although I don't know why Zhang Fan put all the forces without asking, only asked about this canyon, but still replied: "Lightning Strike Gorge is an ancient name, since ancient times, no one knows the specific, only know that the location here is special, two islands emerge from the sea, and a canyon looks." ”

"Three hundred and sixty-five people a year, there are thunderstorms falling in the canyon, endlessly, the power is amazing, even if the immortal cultivator can enter it, there is no knot pill above the cultivation, it can't last for a while, and it will become a powder. ”

"But ......"

Haishan said with a wry smile: "The Lightning Strike Gorge is gone. ”

"Gone?"

Zhang Fan was not surprised, as if he had expected it, he asked casually, and he and Xiruo glanced at each other, and they both saw the smiles in each other's eyes, clearly saying: "This is it." ”

"Well, it's gone. ”

"About a hundred years ago, there was a lot of fog outside the lightning strike, no matter where you looked, you could only see the clouds, not the canyon, but the lightning strike. ”

"If you can get into it, you will lose your way, even if you are a master of the formation path, you will often not be able to get out, and you will be trapped until you die! ”

"It is said that there are still Yuanying real people who went to investigate, but they still returned empty-handed, and they didn't find anything, senior, you ......"

Before Haishan finished speaking, he saw Zhang Fan smiling, waved his hand, and signaled him to stop talking.

"Thank you Mr. Hai, Zhang took his leave. ”

I heard everything that should be inquired, Zhang Fan naturally had no interest in talking more about this sea and mountain, and went out of the door with Xiruo.

"Senior, wait a minute. ”

As soon as he took two steps, Haishan rushed up, respectfully holding a delicate ink jade token in both hands, and said: "After January, the demon lord will hold a trading conference between Yuanying and real people in Wanghai Tower. ”

Zhang Fan paused, took the jade plate casually, and said, "Thank you Master Hai." ”

didn't say whether he would come, so he turned around and left.

When the backs of the two disappeared into the Wanghai Tower, Haishan still stood still, until the sound of coughing came from the side, and then he seemed to wake up, and turned around and said: "Old Li is sick, you have to cultivate more, if you have something to call the sea, why bother to come in person?"

It was the white-haired old man who came to him.

At this time, his face was full of desolation, and he coughed and said: "I'm okay with the main thing, people are merciful, and I don't know where the real people came from, it's so terrifying." ”

When he spoke, he still looked like he had palpitations.

"Who knows?"

Haishan sighed, helped Li Lao to walk towards the room, and said as he walked: "Fortunately, the Demon Venerable Lord will come in January, and then he will be the old man." ”

......

"Boom~"

The sky was clear, but there was thunder in the sky, splitting the clouds, crashing into the fog of the sea, and disappearing.

Not far away, two figures, flashing by, standing on the surface of the sea, it was Zhang Fan and Xiruo.

(To be continued)