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Chapter 7 Spirit Lake City

Zhou Tong's figure was as fast as lightning, as fast as a flowing light, like a purple sword light rushing, extremely sharp and unstoppable.

He is practicing the Ten Evil Treasure Art - the Grass Sword Technique.

One of the ten evil spirits is the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, which symbiotically have nine leaves. Each leaf is like a sword. It usually takes root on the ground and rarely moves, but once it moves, the sword energy will traverse billions of miles.

Although Zhou Tong cannot be as traversing as billions of miles as the nine-leaf sword grass in the late Immortal Ancient Times, his body is like a sword. He takes one step forward and shoots a hundred, sixty or seventy feet away like a sword light. This speed is faster than his flying rainbow.

One step is a mile, and tens of thousands of miles a day is a distance of tens of miles.

The eastern desert and southern region are similar to small countries like Yan State, and Zhoutong can cross four or five in one day.

Of course, the southern region of the East Desert is too vast, with countless mountains and ridges. Among them, there are countless ancient wood wolf forests, countless rare beasts, and some even have the strength of the Four Poles Secret Realm. Even Zhou Tong took some effort to solve it.

After walking for three consecutive days, Zhou Tong finally arrived in a city.

Linghu City is located on a plain and built on the water. It is named after a nearby Linghu Lake.

There is a water vein full of spiritual energy under this spiritual lake, so there are many monks here and the most prosperous. This city can be regarded as one of the top ten cities in the eastern desert and southern region.

At noon, Zhou Tong came to this big city and walked on the road paved with bluestones. He felt the wisps of water veins like fog around him. Looking at the bustling crowds around him and the constant shouting hawking sounds, he felt a strange feeling of time passing for a while.

Zhou Tong looked around curiously.

Next to the bustling street, there will be a large area of ​​palaces with carved beams and painted buildings, like ancient imperial palaces; occasionally there will be some attics suspended in the air, which look quite elegant.

"These things must be the 'inn' and 'restaurants' in the world of cultivation!" Zhou Tong looked at the palaces and floating attics with interest.

The world of practice is different!

Even the restaurants are floating in the sky, and they cannot even get up without a certain level of cultivation!

Not long after walking, a large green lake suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Tong. The lake water was green, like a green gem inlaid in the city.

And next to the lake, there are many monks breathing and practicing.

"Practice here?" Zhou Tong was a little confused.

An uncle on the side chuckled and said, "Young man, this is your first time in Linghu City. It is known as Xiaoling Lake, and it is connected to Linghu Lake outside the city, so the lake here is full of spiritual energy. Many monks from the Taoist Palace realm here will absorb spiritual energy here to polish the Taoist Palace!"

"So that's it!" Zhou Tong nodded.

It turns out that they are all poor families in the world of cultivation. Those who are truly rich must use the source to practice directly; of course, it is not ruled out that some monks with extremely weak constitutions cannot withstand the impact of a large amount of source energy...

After bypassing this small Ling Lake, Zhou Tong quickly arrived at an unknown ancient alley, which was a free market, extremely lively.

Not long after leaving, Zhou Tong saw many good things.

Xuanyin true water, green copper gold essence, purple spirit chalcedony, demon blood wood, star sand, three yang warm jade... all kinds of precious materials are available.

Jade snake orchid, dragon blood grass, seven-leaf red vine, green moon god lotus, white jade dates, purple yang spiritual ginseng... Countless rare medicinal materials are fragrant.

"This place is really a good place, with many fine products!" Zhou Tong couldn't help but sigh.

"Little brother, buy a Tianxing Stone. This is the ultimate material for refining magic weapons. Many of the powerful magic weapons of the Saint Lord are made of this material." An old man looked at Zhou Tong with a smile, "Little brother, your heaven is full, your heroic figure is thriving, and your divine light is soaring into the sky. You will definitely become the powerful magic weapon of the Saint Lord in the future!"

Zhou Tong glanced at the old man and smiled immediately: "You praised me so much. I think the power of the Holy Lord is not my limit. Since you want to refine treasures, of course you have to refine treasures for enlightenment. Do you have any immortal gold here?"

"Little brother, what are you thinking! How could there be a fairy gold here to sell it to you?" The old man curled his lips, looking speechless, "Old man, I have been doing business here for a lifetime. I have only seen an auction of fairy gold once, and it was just a piece of dragon pattern black gold the size of a thumb. It has been sold at a sky-high price!"

"That was the case ten years ago... the dragon-patterned black gold was taken away by the Wind Clan, and I don't know which divine weapon it was refined into." When talking about this auction, the old man suddenly became interested and began to brag continuously.

"Where is the largest auction house in Linghu City?" Zhou Tong was a little curious.

"The largest auction house in Linghu City is naturally the Yaoguang Temple in Yaoguang Holy Land!" The old man replied, "It would be easy for you to see it little brother. There will be a grand auction in Yaoguang Temple five days later. It is said that there will be a king's magic weapon in this auction!"

"Oh? King's Divine Soldier! This is quite interesting! Thank you, my uncle, I'll go for a walk."

Zhou Tong smiled and left the stall directly, and continued to wander around the free market. He saw a lot of good things, but he didn't take action because he... had no money!

"I'm going to get some money!" Zhou Tong walked around and came straight to the Yaoguang Palace.

The Yaoguang Treasure Hall is a huge palace floating above Linghu City. Zhou Tong casually brought a mask, then flew up and came directly to the gate of the Treasure Hall.

The clouds and mist are surging, and the palaces are in large areas. There are space patterns set up here, which is much wider than what you see below.

Especially a huge palace in the middle is tall and magnificent, standing in the center like a mountain.

This is the Yaoguang Palace, which can be easily accommodated by more than 100,000 people.

Zhou Tong walked straight into the gate of one of the palaces.

As soon as he entered the palace, Zhou Tong walked towards a waiter and asked, "I have something to auction here. Are there any procedures?"

The waiter glanced at Zhou Tong. She was used to those who came in with masks.

She immediately replied: "Just register what you need to auction here. Soon we will have special personnel to appraise your auction items."

"I want to auction a volume of scriptures. Can you make the decision?" Zhou Tong asked back.

If you ask Zhou Tong what is the most, there is no doubt that it is all kinds of scriptures.

He has the mirror of reincarnation in his hand and can peek at the monk's previous lives at will. Naturally, the number of scriptures he can master is extremely terrible. He can get a large amount of source if he throws it out.

"Scripture?" The waiter was shocked. Anything that can be called "Scripture" can be regarded as a family and sect inheritance, at least the path of cultivation created by the peerless great sage. As long as there is an auction of scriptures, it will definitely be a big deal.

"Please wait for a while in the VIP room, and someone will come to discuss with you soon!" The waiter did not dare to neglect and immediately took Zhou Tong to a VIP room in the side hall.
Chapter completed!
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