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Chapter 68 White Cloud City.doc

After saying goodbye to everyone, Jian Chen, led by Chang Bo, directly got on the Flying Eagle Beast and flew away from Luoer City.

Sitting on the back of the flying eagle beast, Jian Chen lowered his head and stared blankly at the large city several thousand meters below, and his mood became extremely complicated. Now, it was the second time he had left Changyang Mansion and Luoer City in fifteen years since he came to this world.

The first time he left was to study at Kagas Academy, but this time he left was completely different. Jian Chen knew in his heart that after this time, he would probably not be able to meet his family again for a long time in the future. Moreover, after this time, he would have to go on the Tianyuan Continent alone, which was full of killing aura everywhere. Everything was only dependent on him. In the future, Jian Chen didn't even know if he had the chance to meet his family again. After all, he had learned enough from the book about the form of the Tianyuan Continent. This is a world where the strong are respected. Everything on the Tianyuan Continent is spoken by strength, which is much more dangerous than the martial arts world in his previous life. With his current strength, he would not know what would happen in the future.

Uncle Chang, who was sitting cross-legged on the flying eagle beast, looked at Jian Chen with a deep thought and said, "Fourth Young Master, everything in the future depends on you. You are surfing on the mainland alone, so be careful."

"I know what to do, Uncle Chang." Jian Chentou didn't know anything, and whispered.

Uncle Chang looked at Jian Chen deeply, sighed secretly, and then said nothing.

The flying eagle beast flew straight in the sky thousands of meters high against the red sun that had just emerged from the line of the sky. The strong wind whistled in his ears. The fierce wind blew Jian Chen and Chang Bo's long hair and flew with their clothes.

The Flying Eagle Beast crossed several cities and villages of all sizes. Just as the sun was about to set, the Flying Eagle Beast finally flew past a small city.

Looking at the careful town below, Jian Chen suddenly said, "Uncle Chang, just send me here."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Chang looked down at the small city below, nodded slightly, "Okay!" Then Uncle Chang controlled the flying eagle beast and stopped ten miles outside the city gate.

Jian Chen jumped down from the flying eagle beast and turned to Uncle Chang and said, "Uncle Chang, you might as well go back quickly. Now Huayun Sect has probably come to my Changyang Mansion."

Uncle Chang sat on the flying eagle beast and nodded, saying, "Fourth Young Master, take care of yourself."

Jian Chen waved to Uncle Chang, and then walked towards the city ten miles ahead without looking back.

Uncle Chang sat on the Flying Eagle Beast and stayed there, his eyes tightly commenting on Jian Chen's back. He sighed until Jian Chen disappeared from his sight, and said to himself: "Fourth Young Master, I hope you can give me a surprise when I meet again." The wings of the Flying Eagle Beast violently flapped, and with a flying sand and stones and smoke and dust, it had already taken Uncle Chang to the sky quickly and returned to the direction he came.

Now the sun in the sky is about to set, and the sky is dusk. When Jian Chen walked to the avenue leading to the small town ahead, there were still many people walking towards the city ahead, but they were almost all mercenaries riding various monsters and caravans.

Jian Chen's appearance naturally attracted the attention of some people. Many mercenaries looked at him with a little vigilance, but when they saw his age from Jian Chen's young face, the vigilant color in their eyes disappeared.

Jian Chen looked at the mercenaries riding various monsters, and saw that these mercenaries looked like they were in their twenties to forties or fifties, some in armor, some in animal skins, and some in clothes. When he approached, Jian Chen obviously felt that these mercenaries were full of blood. With rich experience, he naturally understood that these mercenaries had been baptized by killing.

The distance of ten miles was not very far, and Jian Chen arrived soon. Jian Chen looked up at the city wall in front of him, which was twenty meters high. It was obviously unknown how many years had existed, and it had not been maintained for many years. The ruthless years had left clearly visible traces on the tall city wall. Above the city gate, the three words were written in flying dragons and phoenixes - Baiyun City.

"Hey, stop, what are you doing."

Just as Jian Chen passed by the city gate, he was brought down by a guard rail.

Jian Chen smiled, reached out and took out a few gold coins from the space belt and covered it up and stuffed it into the guard's hand, saying, "Brother, I am a mercenary. I will naturally have a mission to come to Baiyun City."

The guard glanced at the corner of his eyes and had a few gold coins in his hand. He immediately smiled and said, "Oh, since you have a mission, I will not delay your precious things. Go in."

After entering Baiyun City, Jian Chen walked two or three kilometers again and came to a bustling block. Although the sunset is setting, the block is still full of prosperity. There is endless crowds of people coming and going on both sides of the street, and on both sides of the street, there are densely packed shops and operating various items.

The ground of the street is made up of large pieces of stone, and the surface is smooth, so the inside is very flat. Even if the vehicle runs on it at an unfast speed, it will not feel any bumps.

Jian Chen rubbed his stomach, then saw a restaurant next to the street and walked in. He hadn't eaten for a whole day.

My stomach hurts so much.

"Please objectively!"

After a waiter warmly greeted him, Jian Chen found an empty table and sat down.

"Customer, I don't know if you want to stay in a hotel or have a meal." The waiter is a young man about twenty years old, with a professional smile on his face, which makes people feel friendly.

Jian Chen glanced at some of the mercenaries chatting loudly in the restaurant, and said in a faint tone: "Everyone stays in a restaurant and eats, I don't know what you have to eat here."

Afterwards, the waiter immediately introduced Jian Chen to all kinds of things, but all of these dishes were the most expensive in this restaurant. Because the waiter had already seen from the luxurious clothes that Jian Chen wore that he was a rich young man.

Jian Chen didn't care about the price of these dishes, so he ordered a few that he hadn't eaten before.

After having enough food and drinks, Jian Chen opened a medium-sized room in this restaurant, and then went straight into the room to rest.

This restaurant is obviously not a high-end product. The decoration in this medium-sized room is very simple. Compared with Changyang Mansion, it is a 100,000 miles apart, and it is not on the same level at all. Apart from a wooden bed made of hardwood boards, there is only one table and a few chairs. There is nothing else except that. Despite this, the room is clean and clean.

Jian Chen never had the habit of being picky, and such a room was already quite satisfied with him.

After closing the door, Jianchen walked to the bed and sat down, then took out the space ring his father gave him when he left, and opened it directly to check the items inside.

The space ring is worthy of being a high-end product. The space inside is much larger than the belt, with a total of nearly a hundred square meters. In the center of the space ring, there is a small pile of items piled up, and not many things. Compared with the space that has a total of hundreds of square meters, this small pile of items is not even enough to occupy a corner.

Among these items, there are thousands of purple gold coins shining with purple light and tens of thousands of gold coins emitting this golden light. In addition to these wealth, there is also a small pile of magic cores, which are about forty or fifty. The second-level magic core accounts for the majority, and the third-level magic cores are only about ten, and one of them is also a fourth-level magic core.

Looking at these things in the space ring, Jian Chen felt warm in his heart for a moment. Although there were not many things, they were all very practical, and they happened to be what Jian Chen needed. From this point of view, it was enough to see Chang Yangba’s concern for Jian Chen.

Jian Chen carefully put the space ring close to his arms. He did not forget what his father said to him before leaving. Before his strength became stronger, he must not let the space ring be exposed to people's sight, because the space ring is not as common as the space belt. The space ring is very precious on the Tianyuan Continent. Although there are many people who have space rings, they are all strong or children from big families who are born in famous noble families and have enough strength to protect their own property.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jian Chen took out a few magic cores from the space belt and held them in his hand, then slowly closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation.

The energy in the magic core was absorbed by Jian Chen at a very terrifying speed. If someone was there at this moment, he would definitely see the magic core in Jian Chen's hand emitting this faint light. The energy leaked from the magic core was only rich and formed a vague energy ribbon visible to the naked eye, covering Jian Chen's body. At the same time, the volume of the first-level magic core held by Jian Chen was also rapidly shrinking.

Since Jian Chen broke through to the saint's strength and two light spots appeared in his dantian for no reason, he became very difficult on the road of cultivation. Although his speed of absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth was more than ten times higher than before, the vital energy he really absorbed was only one percent. Although the speed of absorbing the energy in the magic core was a little faster than before, the consumption of the magic core was not something Jian Chen could bear.

It took only one hour for a few first-level magic cores to be squeezed into his hand to be absorbed by Jian Chen. Then, Jian Chen continued to take out several first-level magic cores from the space belt and continue to practice. Fortunately, there are still hundreds of first- and second-level magic cores in his space belt. Although there are not many, they can at least maintain his practice for a few days. In addition, in the space belt given to him by his father, there are about ten third-level magic cores, and two fourth-level magic cores.

The next day, when the sun had risen to the sky, Jian Chen woke up from his cultivation state. That night, he used forty or fifty magic cores just to practice.

"Oh..." Feeling the rapidly decreasing magic core in his space belt, Jian Chen sighed long, his face full of helplessness. The purple and green light spots in his dantian really brought him endless troubles.

After calming down, Jian Chen left the room, left the restaurant directly, and walked on the street outside.

The morning air is particularly clear, and the fiery red sun in the sky has not yet emitted the hot high temperature. The warm sunlight shines on the body, giving people a very comfortable feeling. However, there are many mercenaries in a hurry on the street, and from time to time, pairs of vendors slowly flow through the streets.
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