Minghu Street.

Tianxia Inn.

The name of the inn is very grand, and it means to attract guests from all over the world, but those who see Tianxia Inn on the spot will not think that they are sensational.

This inn is indeed very large, with a total of ten floors. There are four teleportation chambers that rely on spirit stones to provide driving energy. They can reach the tenth floor from the first floor in just a few seconds. The inn is rich and luxurious, with top-notch service.

The half-story of the fifth floor was wrapped by the people from the Fire Yang Sect and the White Bone Demon Land. In the middle room, Wu Xin, the head of the Fire Yang Sect, and Leng Qiufeng, the sect leader of the White Bone Demon Land, were playing chess.

Wu Xin held a black piece in his hand and did not fall for a long time. His eyes were observing the situation on the chessboard, and he said, "All trackers are used, but there are still no clues. Is that man really going to become a fish that escapes the net?"

The things in the small round bottle, which is a small piece of meat taken from the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit body, were divided into eight parts after Leng Qiufeng used the unique skills of the White Bone Demon Land, which means that the two families have a total of eight trackers, which can track the traffic of the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit body within a range of ten miles.

The two companies had discussed before and thought that those who took away the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit would come to Mukuicheng to participate in the Chouzhou Trading Conference, so all eight trackers were taken to Kuihu Lake. From yesterday to this evening, including him and Leng Qiufeng, the eight people were always using the trackers to find clues, but they got nothing.

Leng Qiufeng did not urge Wu Xin to get out of the way and nodded, "It is not easy to find that person. Even if the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit is still alive, the man uses several ban talismans to isolate the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit. The ten-mile exploration distance of the tracker will be severely compressed, and it may be possible that only three or four miles are left."

Kuihu Lake is so big and there are so many streets. The length of one street is more than ten miles or dozens of miles. Even if the person has arrived, they may not be able to appear within a range of several miles at the same time.

Wu Xin finally dropped the chess piece in his hand, and was a little upset when facing the game that was not conducive to his own, but he knew the actual source of the annoyance.

If you don’t take back the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit Body, you will eventually feel unwilling!

Leng Qiufeng asked, "Why didn't you bring the monk in Jiedan Realm who had seen that man here this time? He is the only living person who has seen that man."

Wu Xin knew that the person he was referring to was Zhao Qing.

"Zhao Qing was destroyed by that man and became a wasteful person. It was useless to bring it out. He had only seen the man shrouded in the white mist and could not play a role." Wu Xindan

Said indifferently.

Leng Qiufeng didn't ask the person named Zhao Qing, the sect usually doesn't raise waste people, the Fire Yang Sect doesn't, and his White Bone Demon Land can't do it either.

"Let's take a look," Leng Qiufeng said. "The trade conference will take a while before it ends. We try to keep the eight trackers running all day."

"This is already being done." Wu Xin reminded.

If you pay attention to such a simple point, they will naturally not miss it.

There are 16 people taking turns operating the eight trackers. For example, now he and Leng Qiufeng are resting, and the two trackers are handed over to others.

People with trackers will not sit in inns and wait, but will disperse, and will pursue streets one by one, inns, brothels, restaurants, docks, etc. They will go wherever people may go.

"By the way, fellow Daoist Leng," Wu Xin remembered something and asked, "Did you find anything unusual about the sloppy Taoist trade fair you attended tonight?"

"Did you discover the person who took away the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit?" Leng Qiufeng smiled as if he laughed at himself, "Then he didn't find it."

"All aspects." Wu Xin didn't want to continue talking about the topic of tracking that person.

"Nothing unusual," Leng Qiufeng thought for a while, "there are only a few new faces."

The two continued to play chess, but they were both worried and no one knew that the person they were going to track tonight's trade fair actually attended...

Wang Lun rested for a night, and the next morning, Wang Lun stayed in the room to realize the Heart Sutra of the Sword of the Second Sword of the True Spirit.

In the afternoon, Wang Lun came to the temporary branch office located on Kuihu Lake.

Because Kui Lake is located in Mukui City, usually the branch of Qizhen Pavilion is located in Mukui City. In order to do more business at the trading conference, almost half of the people in the branch came to Kui Lake and opened a temporary point here, which also provided exchange services.

Wang Lun spent ten medium-grade spirit stones and got the opportunity to meet the person in charge here.

The person in charge is a middle-aged man with a bald face and a smile. After all, this kind of meeting is usually just a simple consultation service for the guests, which will take a short time and a lot of extra money.

If there are ten medium-grade spirit stones, eight will fall into his pocket and become his personal wealth.

"Customer, what aspects do I need to serve you?

yes?" he asked with a smile.

"I want to buy the Impact Iron. Do you have any resources in this regard?" Wang Lun wanted to practice the Great Breath Sword Formation, he had to get the Impact Iron first and add it to the top-grade treasure swords so that each treasure sword meets the requirements of the Great Breath Sword Formation.

Now we can't just rely on getting the sloppy Taoist's energy from the sloppy Taoist, we have to try other ways, so he came here.

The shopkeeper replied with a smile: "Customer, this store has no interest on iron for sale now. To be honest, there are several monks who have booked interest on iron, and the earliest one has started three years ago."

"It means that if I want to book, I need to wait in line and I will be at the end?" Wang Lun asked.

The earliest people have not bought interest iron for three years. Excluding the factor of not having strong relationships, it also means that interest iron is very rare and will be sold out as soon as it comes out.

The shopkeeper nodded, his service attitude was impeccable: "I'm afraid this is the case with the guest officer."

"Go to other treasure pavilions, the situation is roughly the same, right?" Wang Lun asked again.

"Yes, the guest official, and Qizhen Pavilion has the most abundant channels. From the perspective of booking, booking an entree in Qizhen Pavilion is almost equivalent to booking in other treasure pavilions."

This means that there is almost no way for other treasure pavilions to obtain the Imperial.

Wang Lun believed that this person was not talking big. The branches of Qizhen Pavilion were spread throughout the spiritual world and formed a three-dimensional network. He did have obvious advantages when searching for various rare material manufacturers.

"Thank you." Wang Lun asked, nodded to the other party, and left the branch gate.

Wang Lun did not make reservations and registration. The waiting time was too long. The most important thing was that he was not a VIP customer of Qizhen Pavilion and had no friendship with Qizhen Pavilion. If someone had a Fu Tie, he would definitely not give priority to him. He didn't know that he would not be able to buy Fu Tie until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

Therefore, it is the most appropriate way to trade from monks who have the Iron and get Iron and Steel.

...

Wang Lun started from Minghu Street and focused on selecting houses with dark colors. Wang Lun only chose two of them in the entire Minghu Street.

Both houses were surrounded by purple light, and only Nascent Soul monks could enter.
Chapter completed!