Saying goodbye to Mo Xianxian, Leng Ran first bought some clothes, then abandoned the original shoes, socks, and other things, and bought new ones. Then he entered an inn and took a so-called "medicine bath".

It is called a medicinal bath, but it is actually made of some inns and is made of not expensive medicinal materials. It has a strong medicinal smell. It is a special medicinal solution carefully prepared by some inn merchants to satisfy their desire to practice and strengthen their bodies. It has the effect of relieving fatigue, helping sleep, and it is even said that it can make people have a beautiful dream.

"Is this kind of medicinal bath a dream? The effect of this medicine bath is very magical."

Soaked coldly in the medicine liquid, the heat in front of him was steaming and filled with mist, the herbs were very rich, and the water temperature was just right, which really allowed people to relieve fatigue and give birth to good dreams. However, he was energetic and did not dare to doze off just now, thinking about some things.

"I first walked into the formation and escaped from the Molong Prison Tower. I waited for a long time but couldn't see Kang Zhou and others appear. Something must have happened. Either there was a problem with the formation, or the tree demon arrived and hindered them."

"However, Kang Zhou and Miao Ze obviously finally walked out of the Molong Prison Town Tower. According to the situation described by Mo Xianxian, Kang Zhou and his behavior suddenly became very strange, and the possibility of being controlled by the tree demon was greater. Moreover, Mo Xianxian was surprised when she saw me, thinking that I was dead..."

"Did Kang Zhou inadvertently conceal my affairs, or did he compile some lie to say that I was dead? In short, the incident of that guy suddenly driving the treasure boat to this purple city was too suspicious, making me feel very dangerous, and biological instinct is warning."

Lengran remembered the situation when he caught a glimpse of Kang Zhou and others on the street before. At that time, Kang Zhou and Miao Ze's faces were too gloomy, as if they were suppressing their anger, very unwilling, and seemed to be seriously ill. The appearance of the two men looked like a wolve at the end of their journey, which made him feel quite palpitations and felt something was wrong.

"Maybe they are really controlled by the tree demon. If you want to do something, I should be careful in everything. It will be safer to dress up as a resident of Zicheng."

Leng Ran murmured to himself, walked out of the bathtub, and changed into the newly bought clothes. The clothes were gray-brown, very ordinary, without even a trace, and looked inconspicuous in Zicheng.

After changing his clothes, he placed the ancient book with the incomplete cover close to his body, carried his bags again, and went to buy "Moon Soul Grass". Not long ago, he inquired about the owners of some spiritual medicine shops that only "Zi Guang Pavilion" owns the spiritual medicine, and the rest of the medicine shops in the city are not sold.

I walked quickly along the way, and walked very quickly.

Not long after, he finally arrived at Ziguang Pavilion.

"It's so amazing to have such an attic in the street market."

Leng Ran raised his head slightly and looked at this magnificent attic, and was amazed in his heart.

Although the attic is in a downtown city, it is incompatible with the surroundings, and there is a transcendent aura. The attic is nine floors in total, very tall, and is shrouded in a vast purple light. The surging sound of wind and thunder is emitted, and there is also a bright ray of rays of rays of lightning and auspicious colors, as if it is a residence of a fairy god.

The attic is crystal clear, with carved beams and painted roofs. It is made of any material, and it emits a burst of fragrance and is pleasant. The huge plaque is written with three big words "Purple Light Pavilion". The handwriting is iron-painted and silver hooks are vigorous and solid, giving people a sense of heaviness, as if a fairy mountain stands here to suppress everything.

At a corner of the plaque, Lengran found a mark of "mountain-like" which was a green peak pointing directly to the blue sky, surrounded by fairy clouds, like an ancient picture of fairy mountains that has been reduced countless times, with a profound meaning.

"Purple Light Pavilion, Zicheng, is it the royal family of Cangwu Ancient Kingdom? It's just a loft, but it looks like a blessing in the mythical cave..."

Leng Ran stepped forward and walked towards the inside of Ziguang Pavilion. He did not see any guards along the way. It seemed that Ziguang Pavilion wanted to prove its transcendent spirit and the power of the Cangwu royal family in this way.

Walking straight into the Ziguang Pavilion, Leng Ran found that there was a unique world here, which was far more shocking than when he saw it from the outside world.

Some spiritual medicines were placed on the shelves, all shining with radiance, as if they had just been picked from the spiritual soil, with dewdrops on the leaves, which were so beautiful.

The counter is made of unknown divine stones, crystal clear, like a huge piece of crystal. On the hot afternoon, the coolness spreads out, and wisps of mist are spread. The mist is lilac and very thin, and it makes people feel comfortable when inhaled into the lungs.

Leng Ran saw some cultivators who had already purchased spiritual medicines standing there, reluctant to leave, absorbing the white mist, and crystal lights appeared all over his body, as if his physique had been strengthened.

Behind the counter, there was an old man with a round face wearing a purple robe with a red face, and he was very rich. His name was Yu Tong, and he was the manager of the first floor of Ziguang Pavilion, equivalent to the shopkeeper of this floor. At this moment, he looked at the cultivators who were unwilling to leave and frowned slightly: "You have been stranded for more than twenty breaths and should leave by yourself."

"I beg the old man to be magnanimous. The sky light comes and blessing all spirits. We are about to advance. I hope to get a ray of 'purple spiritual energy' in the Purple Light Pavilion. I will be grateful." A monk bowed and begged hard.

"The purple spiritual energy cannot be taught lightly, and the rules are like this and cannot be changed. Besides, I have been waiting for you for more than twenty breaths, so don't be greedy." Yu Tong's face, Gu Jing Wubo gently waved his sleeves, "sending" the dozens of cultivators out, and then looked at Leng Ran.

"Brother, what kind of spiritual medicine do you want to buy?" Yu Tong asked.

"The Moon Soul Grass needs at least three." Leng Ranyou said, walked to the counter, and saw Yu Tong's outfit clearly.

This is an old man with white hair and beard, with a rosy face, kind eyes and kind face. At this moment, he was wearing a purple robe and a jade pendant on his waist, shining with misty luster.

The shape of the jade pendant looks a bit familiar, very similar to the young man I saw on the street before, but only slightly different in size.

"Three Moon Soul Grass... This kind of injury is not light." Yu Tong frowned slightly, waved his hand deep into the counter, and three blue streams of light came, which fell into the palm of his hand and turned into three spiritual herbs.

The spirit herb is crystal clear, blue, magnificent and fantastic, very gorgeous, and emits a burst of fragrance. It is a spirit herb that absorbs the growth of the star and moon divine light and has the ability to repair.

"This thing is the Moon Soul Grass. Do you need other spiritual medicine?" The old man Yu Tong put three spiritual herbs into a jade box and delivered them to Leng Ran.

"That guy said that having this kind of spiritual herb is enough. In addition, he said that I would take these to pay the bill." Leng Ran shook his head, then untied the burden behind him, and placed the utensils on the counter.

Bells, drums, lamps, stoves, swords, guns and sticks... Each item is very small, about the size of a palm, and looks very ancient. It seems to have been a long time. Besides, it looks very mediocre. The small drum is the most worn, as if it will break open at any time.

The old man Yu Tong did not dislike these objects. He took these objects to observe them one by one, focused on the drum, and nodded slightly after a moment: "These should be objects forged by cultivators of the Artifact Sect, enough to buy three moon soul grasses, and there is even a surplus. Does the guy need anything else?"

"So, let's have some witch god grass, rootless flowers, unicorn fruits, and thunder-patterned wood..." Leng Ran remembered the ancient scriptures with missing covers and kept speaking, describing the medicinal materials that were necessary for cultivation.

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The old man Yu Tong looked dull when he heard this, and sweat gradually oozed out of his forehead. After a long time, he said: "These spiritual medicines are available in the Ziguang Pavilion, but your little utensils are not enough."

"Uh, I'm disturbing." Leng Ran's old face turned red, and he scratched his head with embarrassment. He grabbed the three moon soul grass and turned around and left, not even wanting the empty bag.

After his back completely disappeared, Yu Tong, who was standing there, was stunned and murmured: "This guy is interesting. He seems to be an uncultured person, but he doesn't even care about the spiritual energy of Ziguang Pavilion at all."

Leng Ran left Ziguang Pavilion, walked all the way, and returned to the street where the inn was before. He did not enter the inn directly, but instead settled in a tea shop near the inn, found a little brother, gave him some coins, and asked the other party to deliver the things to the inn.

"Tell the residents of that room that I am really just an ordinary person, and now I don't have anything to do with him. By the way, I'll bother you, tell the little girl, I have a name, and if you are destined to see you again in the future, don't call me 'Brother Insole'."

After Leng Ran's instructions, he watched the younger brother enter the inn, and then turned around and left.

Just a quarter of an hour after he left, there were suddenly sounds of war beasts rushing here, and it turned out that Kang Zhou, Miao Ze and others reappeared. There were a large number of cultivators wearing maps of mountains and rivers beside him.

"steaming……"

The war beasts rushed through the air, bringing a burst of dust and smoke, and rays of bright black lights flashed in the air, like thunder clouds flashing.

Everyone rode a black black cattle with a single horned cauldron, gathered on this street, constantly scanning everything in front of them. The black cattle were covered with scales and armor, shining brilliantly, and their four hooves did not hit the ground, and they were slightly soared into the air. They were supported by wisps of ink halos. They were extraordinary in spirit and their eyes were very lively.

"The black-scaled Cow Cow is really extraordinary, it is so fast." Miao Ze exclaimed, loving the mount under him very much.

"This thing has a trace of bloodline of the Cangwu divine cow, and it is just for transportation in the city." A cultivator spoke, wearing a white shirt, and the map of Shanghe on his chest was very delicate. He was around twenty years old, and he was at the time of a young man's spirit and was faintly proud.

"What Prince Yu Kang said is that this cow has a trace of bloodline of Cangwu divine cow, which is amazing enough." Kang Zhou Youyou said with an envious expression, holding a piece of dead wood in his palm. The dead wood was stained with a little scarlet red, very small, not as big as a grain of rice. Now this scarlet red is radiant, and the whole dead wood floats in the air, suddenly shaking, and after guiding the other direction, it suddenly falls down.

But the direction pointed by the dead wood was the direction that coldly left. If he was here at this moment, he would definitely exclaim that his "guesses are true".

"The other party is not here, he has left." Kang Zhou frowned slightly, then looked at Yu Kang, and said respectfully: "Please ask the little prince to take action!"

"Yeah." Yu Kang snorted casually, his fingertips bounced, and a drop of blood was shot out, wrapping around the dead tree.

"Cheep~"

The moment the dead tree touched the blood light, it trembled instantly, and then the scarlet red expanded, and the whole piece of dead tree floated up again to guide the direction.

"Chase!"
Chapter completed!