There were endless monks coming and going from Dingzu City to Chengcheng, including the Witch, Barbarians, and Dongsheng monks. The monks here did not fight, and even saw a Dongsheng monk and a Witch monk talking freely. It was very harmonious. However, it was only limited to this place. After leaving this place, you would be alive and dead.

Dingzu City is divided into three areas, which are ruled by three tribes. The center is a huge temple. This temple does not practice, but only serves as a transaction. There are various stalls, which are dazzling, almost tens of thousands, and various sounds are mixed together, which are extremely chaotic, but they continue in an orderly manner.

A light curtain flashed in the sky, and formations were everywhere, and murderous intent flashed in it. Many monks looked there from time to time and showed awe.

When Mu Ming came here, he found himself like a mud cow entering the sea, and he could not tell the direction at all.

However, the wooden name identified one direction, where... the Dongsheng monks were the most dense.

"Have you heard that several monks from Dan Peak have sold high-level pills again and are auctioned in Dongsheng Building, and the price is ridiculously high!"

Just as the wooden name moved, I suddenly heard a familiar word and stopped.

It was a casual cultivator, and he was chatting with several other casual cultivators with awe at this time.

Mu Ming walked over slowly, and the monks immediately stopped talking. One of them said, "What do fellow Taoists of the Witch Clan need?" His words were a little cold, but they showed a not very enthusiastic smile.

Mu Ming threw a crystal stone on the man's stall and said, "I need some news!"

Seeing this, several other casual cultivators were moved. The crystals here are currency, but more of them are sex. Generally speaking, medium-grade and high-grade crystals will not be easily shown to others, let alone as casual as the name of wood.

Seeing that the man was silent, Mu Ming threw out a crystal stone on the stall again.

The monk woke up and looked at the monk with a grimace in front of him, showing a hint of respect.

"A message is not worth so much!" The monk returned one of the crystal stones to Mu Ming, but Mu Ming shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "I hope your answer will satisfy me!"

The monk nodded and smiled, and became much more enthusiastic at this time: "I don't know what this fellow Taoist needs to know!"

Mu Ming said: "I want to know all the news you said just now!"

The monk was a little surprised and said, "Do you also want the elixir of the monk Dan Peak?"

Mu Ming responded softly, and the monk immediately said: "As the person below, I call it Banlanxing. If you have any questions for fellow Taoists in the future, please ask me if you want to ask me..."

"Talk the serious matter!" Mu Ming interrupted, but secretly remembered that this person was not weak, and he was actually in the realm of Transformation of Gods.

"It's rude! Speaking of this Dan Peak, it can be said that not many people knew about their existence before this, but this peak monk is amazing. Although it is a small population, it is an outrageous existence on the battlefield. They treat diseases and save people, and they are almost all well-known in formations and bans, and the five-shaped Yin and Yang. The people of the Witch Clan hate it very much. The poison pills they refined restrain those poisonous insects, and the qi and blood of the Witch Clan are difficult to control them. It can be said that they are strange existences."

The gorgeous star showed a hint of respect in his words, and it was true that the strong were respected!

When Banlan Xing saw Mu Ming, he thought Mu Ming was not happy. Although Mu Ming’s cultivation level was not high, he knew that many of the low-level monks here could not afford to offend, so he bowed and said again: "But for some reason, several brothers from Dan Peak have begun to refine pills crazily recently. They need a lot of treasures, as if they have refined some big arrays. For this reason, many pills have been auctioned. For this reason, the three tribes are happy to see it. However, the price of the pill is too high, and even the cultivators of the Reincarnation Realm can take it, so there is no price for them!"

Mu Ming pondered and then said, "Can you know what kind of formation is being refined?"

The monk shook his head, but a monk next to him said, "I know what kind of person they are looking for, and I hear that they need special formation locks so that they can attract that person to return!"

Mu Ming felt aroused in his heart and couldn't help but think of himself and his teacher. I'm afraid that several senior brothers thought he and his teacher were in the starry sky.

"Fellow Taoist, if you want to ask for that elixir, it is best to be a magical object. As for crystal stones, I'm afraid it won't be in the eyes of those masters!"

Seeing Mu Ming leaving, Banlan Xing said.

Mu Ming nodded slightly, and then disappeared from the sight of several people.

"I can't see through this man. He doesn't have the dark aura of the witch clan!" Banlan Xing played with the two crystal stones, and finally threw one of them to the two monks around him, saying, "I'll have a share when I see you!"

"Thank you, Brother Xing. I will go back and have two drinks to the Dongshenglou!"

The wooden name took the mask below, and the face began to change. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a boy with a dark complexion. The breath on his body also changed, and a strong fire-attribute aura emanated.

Mu Ming entered the area of ​​Dongsheng, and suddenly, a sense of intimacy and relaxation followed.

I never thought before that when I saw those familiar buildings and monk costumes, Mu Ming felt a turbulent heart.

Mu Ming was wearing a beast-skin armor, which was a little abrupt among monks Dongsheng, but it was not out of line. Mu Ming thought for a moment and then entered a shop.

Soon after, Mu Ming walked out of the shop, but his outfit changed greatly. He wore a red Confucian shirt on it, and he was very energetic, like a ripe fruit, but he looked a little dark.

From time to time, people around him seemed to be a bit suspicious of wearing this kind of monk. Fortunately, Mu Ming didn't care.

Mu Ming took the token to leave the city and passed through the light curtain falling from the city. At this time, no monks interrogated it.

Mu Ming stood outside Dingzu City, looking at the mountains in the distance, revealing sighs. Although he had not seen the full picture of Wushuang City before, Mu Ming could tell that Wushuang City was there.

Mu Ming's eyes continued to move, and finally landed between some mountains. There was an extreme state, but at this time there was nothing there, only a dark mountain range always existed, and there was the center of the entire battlefield.

In comparison, Dingzu City is close to the Wu clan, which was once a barbarian city, but it was attacked. The Wu clan failed to counterattack several times, so it also rebuilt this place as a place for trading three clans.

It's funny. It's obviously a few tribes who are fighting to the death, but it's rare to calm down at this time. Find a quiet place to do transactions, talk and laugh with each other, and then continue fighting when they are ready.

Others may not know why, but Mu Ming knows that this is for the training of troops!

After heading straight to Wushuang City, Mu Ming was quite restless. When he thought of seeing several senior brothers and some old friends, he became eager.

Some things need to be explained to the senior brothers, and some things need to be told to the stock friends. Mu Ming was mostly taciturn when he was in the witch clan, and many things need to be covered up, so he lived a very vigilant life and was very lonely.

The gates of Wushuang City are open, and the monks come and go like a torrent of flow. There are at least ten times more monks in Wushuang City than before!

Because the children of the major families of the ten countries came here one after another, this made this place extremely prosperous!

The number of monks who defended the city tripled, and there were many holes on the city wall. Even though runes kept shining there, too many holes were exposed.

There was a large-scale war here, and the witch or barbarians once fought here, and during this period after they left.

With this in mind, Mu Ming felt a little heavy. War will kill people. I hope it will not be possible to die!

Mu Ming sacrificed his token. This token belonged to Danfeng and the academy. A strong aura merged into a crystal mirror at the gate of the city. The mirror showed soft fluctuations and rushed towards Mu Ming. Mu Ming felt that his body was being investigated, but in the end the wave receded like a tide.

A monk signaled to the wooden name, and the wooden name bowed and thanked him, and then entered the city.

There are many monks in the city, but many of them are for living. In fact, even Mu Ming always feels the same way!

Mu Ming saw some disciples from the academy, but Mu Ming did not stop, but came to the area where the disciples of Danfeng were located.

A courtyard is simply located in a valley, with runes everywhere filling up, and the fragrance of medicine is everywhere. It is not that I see people coming to ask for medicine, but that I am disappointed to return. The courtyard is closed.

"Why are you still refining elixirs? What kind of elixirs are being refined? My senior brother is seriously injured. I'm afraid he won't be able to wait for long!" A monk said, helping a seriously injured and critically injured middle-aged man.

Mu Ming stopped and said, "Why don't you go to the clinics in the city, there should be alchemists and pharmacists there!"

The monk turned around and saw Mu Ming, and was a little surprised, but shook his head and said, "Are you new here?"

Mu Minghan, the monk suddenly realized and said, "No wonder, the clinics in the city charge fees unless they are special during the special period. Moreover, those clinics are set up by the big clan themselves, and good alchemists serve their tribe's children. Only here, these senior brothers from Danfeng are treated for free, and their medical skills are the most skilled. The monks in the clinic are unwilling to pick us up on the random cultivators, for fear that we can't afford the crystal stone!"

Mu Ming was silent, looked at the monk, and then gently patted the middle-aged monk.

"You..." The monk who spoke was shocked, but when he saw that there was a strong grass and tree aura outside Mu Ming, he knew that Mu Ming's identity was an alchemist.

Before he could say anything, he saw the middle-aged monk opening his eyes suddenly, then spit out a mouthful of black blood, and insect eggs appeared in the black blood, constantly trembling. The monk next to him had a numb scalp, and then he looked at the middle-aged monk, and then he realized that the middle-aged monk's expression had improved a lot.

Wooden name took out a pill, and the monk took it and swallowed it down. Suddenly, his energy and energy became full.

"Thank you, this junior brother... I don't know the name of honor!" The middle-aged monk spoke, and the monk next to him also clasped his fists, showing respect.

However, Mu Ming shook his head and said, "Go back and take care of it!" However, Mu Ming frowned slightly because there were people around him and some people came here to seek medical treatment. But Mu Ming glanced around and was not a serious illness. So he threw out a bottle of elixir to the middle-aged monk and said, "This is a elixir for healing. Everyone has said goodbye!" After that, his body flashed and disappeared.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk looked at the people surrounding him and said, "The elixir of the master is here, don't be anxious. They are all casual cultivators. Don't panic, everyone has their share!"

The wooden name appeared in the courtyard, and he had already mastered the restrictions before. At this time, he activated the waist card and came here.

The wood name has a hidden aura, so when the wood name comes in, the Xuanhuang ants in the hot spring do not have a wood name.

Mu Ming smiled and bounced his fingers towards the water. Suddenly, water splashed everywhere, and the black yellow ant woke up and shouted: "Who?

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a boy in red laughing at him in the distance. Xuanhuang Ant wanted to question him, but suddenly, he felt a familiar feeling.

"It's you!" Xuanhuang ant flew over and landed on Mu Ming's shoulder. The wood name appeared. Xuanhuang ant's horns were completely improved, and its cultivation level actually broke through, which was really amazing.

call!

A strong wind appeared, a copper lamp floated, then exploded and turned into a man.

Candle Nine Yin!

"Long time no see!" Zhu Jiuyin smiled and cared in his eyes!

Wooden named Han, and his body shape has changed and he has restored his appearance.

At this time, a young man in black pushed open the door and walked towards Mu Ming. He had no words, but he had joy in his eyes.

Magic Vine!

"Boy, do you still remember me?" A palm-sized lark flew out from behind the magic vine and turned into a boy in red in the blink of an eye, but his eyes were full of surprise!

Before Wood Name could say anything, six men appeared in the distance. The men's auras were different, but they had a momentum on them, which seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth. At least, Wood Name had not yet shown how they appeared.

"Senior Brother!" Mu Ming bowed, his nose felt a little sore.

"Okay, okay! As long as you're fine, you're fine! Brothers are careless, and they didn't protect you!" The person who spoke was Senior Brother Feng, the one who was most jumping above Dan Peak, was actually in tears at this time, and stepped forward to grab Mu Ming, constantly fiddling with Mu Ming, looking left and right.

"Nonsense, get back!" The second senior brother came forward and pushed Brother Feng away. Then he grabbed Mu Ming's shoulder and looked at him, then shouted: "Good boy, he has actually cultivated the twelve seal bodies, and the breath of the witch clan sacrificial priests. Not bad, and the alchemy has also improved!"

"Junior brother!" The two senior brothers Shui Jing also came forward and smiled rarely. These two senior brothers are usually the most silent, but they are the most profound in the way of seals and formations.

Senior Brother Yun also came and looked at Mu Ming and sighed, "My Dan Peak lineage will never wither again!"

Finally, the few people moved aside, and the eldest brother walked step by step, without saying anything, just staring at Mu Ming quietly.

Mu Ming silently clasped his fists, his mood was turbulent and his eyes were a little hazy.

"Why are you crying well?" The eldest brother wiped Mu Ming's tears, and then patted Mu Ming's shoulder a few times.

"Senior brother is incompetent!" The eldest brother sighed and even cried.
To be continued...