Waste wood knows everything

This place is indeed not Jianzong.

Siran's judgment is not based on the fact that Jianzong is too poor to build such a magnificent city... Maybe there are some reasons, but it mainly depends on temperament, temperament.

This city is grand and magnificent, but it is still a little too gorgeous, lacking some of the mystery and immortality that a big sect should have.

To be honest, it looks more like a bustling and extremely large shopping city.

Xie Rongqing recovered from the shock: "This is Wanling City, you must have heard of it...Wanling City and Jianzong are in the same direction, so coming here can be regarded as a way, I have something to buy."

All Souls City?

Siran followed Xie Rongqing and got off the flying spirit weapon. He raised his head, and on the huge city gate in front of him was a plaque with gold characters on a black background. The three big characters "Wan Ling City" on it were like liquid gold condensed, with fine golden lights Point refraction and open, a little dazzling.

Impressive arrogance.

The treasure book popularizes science in a timely manner: [Wanling City, the largest centralized and comprehensive commercial city in the Eastern Region, was founded 700 years ago by Taoist Yuanling. After the death of Daoist Yuanling, the platform has experienced several generations of power changes, and has developed into a business center where forces settle in and casual cultivators coexist. 】

[The final city of Wanling City was completed 100 years ago. The city wall is a semi-finished tenth-level spiritual weapon, engraved with an eighth-level pure defensive formation to ensure the absolute safety of Wanling City from outsiders. 】

After reading the words displayed in the treasure book, Siran opened his eyes slightly, looking at the tall city wall stretching into the distance.

The city wall, which was still a little dusty, instantly became more upscale.

A tenth-order spiritual weapon... Although it is said to be a semi-finished product, it is a tenth-order, and it is equipped with an eighth-order formation. This city wall looks inconspicuous, but I didn't expect it to be so cool!

"Are you looking at this city wall?" Xie Rongqing noticed Siran's gaze, "You are quite discerning. I heard that this city wall is a ninth-level spiritual weapon. A few years ago, some evil cultivators wanted to attack Wanling City. Not even the city walls could pass."

Suddenly surprised: "Ninth level?"

"You think it's very strange?" Xie Rongqing rubbed her chin and said with a smile, "Although the ninth-level spirit weapon is rare, it's not uncommon. With Wanling City's ability, it's not too difficult to get one."

"Ah, that's it," Siran asked seemingly casually, "Is there a higher-level spiritual weapon? Like tenth-level?"

"Theoretically yes," Xie Rongqing spread her hands, "But the Eastern Territory hasn't produced a tenth-order spirit weapon, and no one knows what a tenth-order spiritual weapon is like."

Hearing this, Siran looked at the city wall with reverence again.

Wanling City has a lot of people, but the city gate is big enough, so there is no need to queue.

Flying is prohibited in the city, and the group of them walked slowly inside after getting off the flying spirit weapon.

After entering the city gate, a wide road came into view. The material of the road surface was unknown. The color was a bit like wood, but the hardness was much higher.

There are tall and short shops on both sides of the road. From a cursory glance, you can find medicines, spirit tools, spirit beasts, spirit herbs, etc., selling everything, and many people just rushed to a stall on the side of the road. There was a bunch of mess on it.

In addition to these, Wanling City also has a special night market, and the items sold are much more secretive, but these two sword cultivators don't seem to be interested in the night market.

It was getting late now, it took them a long time to come to Wanling City from Xianyunzong, so they directly found an inn to live in, and asked for three rooms, two single rooms and one double room.

Siran thought that either he and Gu Ling would live in the double room, or Xie Rongqing and Yun Mo would live in it, but in the end, the double room was for himself and Yun Mo.

This... It doesn't look like a room lacks a spirit stone.

"Wan Ling City is peaceful on the surface, but in fact, all kinds of murders and treasures are common. Even if there is a patrol team in the city, it can't be completely protected," Yun Mo said a little more, "you The cultivation base is too low, this move is for your safety."

The suspicion on Siran's face suddenly turned into admiration.

This sense of responsibility is too strong, and I sacrificed my personal time, which is very cost-effective, this bodyguard!

Yun Mo said again: "If you don't want to, you can—"

"No, I am willing." Siran still knows how much he has now, and the cultivation base of the sixth level of Qi Refining is not as good as the waiter of this inn in this Wanling City, "Thank you, senior .”

Yun Mo nodded slightly, and stopped talking, turned around and walked upstairs.

It was getting dark quickly, and in just a short while, the original red glow had been replaced by a dark night.

The inn in the cultivation world is not big, and this double room is almost the same as the standard room in the modern world. The beds look a bit higher-end, and they are all made of dark red wood, but there are no cushions, and they are all bed boards.

Is this for sleeping?

Si Ran was muttering inwardly, and saw Yun Mo throw a futon on the bed, and sat on it with the hem of his clothes lifted, and began to practice with his eyes closed.

There is a tendency to practice the whole night.

Si Ran felt back pain and leg numbness just looking at it.

What is more terrifying than a genius is a genius who works hard.

It stands to reason that the stupid bird flies first, and Seran should work hard to make up for his lack of spiritual roots with hard work... But at this moment, he just wants to sleep well.

The difference in efficiency between different grades of spiritual roots is extremely terrifying. Even if a five-element spiritual root has not been activated, it can't absorb much even if it takes pills every day. In exchange for a sixth level of Qi Refining.

People's practice is a positive feedback, abundant spiritual power flows in the meridians, while the mind and body are happy, it can also relieve the physical discomfort caused by long-term meditation.

Si Ran's practice is a vicious circle. The barren spiritual power is turned off before half a circle, leaving the whole body stiff and legs numb caused by cross-legged.

Forget it, why make things difficult for yourself, it's better to wait for a little spiritual root to be activated before practicing.

No matter how hard it is, you can't suffer children!

Siran made some psychological construction for himself with peace of mind, and then, like magic, he dug out the luxurious bed N-piece set from the storage bag.

Don't ask how these came about, the original Three Souls seem to be a bit of a hoarder, with all kinds of messy gadgets stuffed in the corners of the storage bag.

Siran shook out the mattress, spread it carefully, picked out a light-colored sheet and spread it on it, thought about it, and added a mattress underneath. low back pain.

He said it was an N-piece set on the bed, not a set, with different colors. He also picked a quilt with a pleasing color scheme and spread it on it. He also grabbed two big pillows, one as a pillow and the other as a throw pillow. The bed is considered finished. .

The cultivation world still uses wooden barrels for bathing, and Xiaoer will bring hot water if necessary. After struggling for a long time, he still patted a cleansing amulet on his body and regarded it as a bath.

"When I get to Jianzong, I will fiddle with the shower." Siran complained to Baoshu.

He lay down on the bed tiredly, thinking about all kinds of modern and extremely convenient equipment, while thinking about the future road indiscriminately, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

And Yun Mo, who had been meditating all the time, actually had a bit of spiritual awareness all the time, paying attention to the situation around him.

This is the high level of vigilance that sword cultivators maintain on any occasion.

Then he saw the whole process of Siran building a nest like a little hamster for the winter.

Yun Mo touched the futon under his body that he had used for several years and made himself out of rattan, and looked at Si Ran who was about to bury himself in the quilt.

Yun Mo: "..."

For some reason, it's a little complicated.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

In the double room where Yun Mo and Siran live, the nocturnal light grass is quietly planted in a flower pot, exuding a warm white light, like a natural night light.

As the name suggests, this kind of spiritual planting grass has the only function of glowing at night. It is small and cute, and is often used as a decoration in the house.

Suddenly, there was a splash in the house, which was very obvious in the silent room.

Something fell to the ground.

The sound was muffled, as if a large object had fallen down entirely.

This big item... is Siran.

The bed in the inn is very small, more than a little rougher than Siran's extra-large luxury bed in the modern world. Speaking of the bed in the modern world, he custom-made it. It is so wide that you can do somersaults on it.

The reason for this is mainly because he is a restless sleeper and loves to roll back and forth, and he is not aware of it, every time he feels that rolling down is the fault of the bed, so he changes the bed in anger.

It was placed on the original big bed, at most it was rolled from one side to the other, and it was placed on a standard dormitory-sized small bed in the inn. It just plopped and came into intimate contact with the ground.

Thanks to the enlarged and thicker quilt, Siran didn't hit his head on the ground directly, but rolled down with the quilt rolled up and fell into a quilt ball.

In this way, he didn't wake up, and still slept soundly.

The direction of Siran rolling down was towards the door, and the quilt wrapped around Siran fell on the ground between the two beds.

Yun Mo looked at Siran who was sleeping soundly on the ground, and was silent for a moment.

The sword cultivator who sharpens his body and mind does not quite understand how such a creature that will roll out of bed after sleeping and will not wake up exists in this world.

This kind of feeling is like, even if someone sneaks up on him at night and steals him away, he probably won't be able to wake up.

While Yun Mo was still wondering if this was within his protection range, Siran in the quilt already had a tendency to stick his face to the ground.

Even if he was rolled up by the quilt, Siran's desire to roll would not stop. With a courageous heart, he firmly wanted to break through the quilt's defense.

Yun Mo had no choice but to use a burst of spiritual power, and returned to the bed with a ball of Siran.

However, after a few breaths, Siran turned around again, precariously, stretched out a jio, and tested the edge of the small bed.

Yun Mo was silent for a few seconds.

The crumbling Siran was just about to turn over at the door, and was about to repeat the same mistakes as before.

Yun Mo is worthy of being a genius of Jianzong, and he quickly thought of a solution.

He exerted his spiritual power calmly, and erected a transparent barrier along the edge of the bed, firmly enclosing the sleeping version Siran who always wanted to get out of the bed.

Now, Si Ran, who was rolling left and right, couldn't break through the 360-degree surrounding barrier no matter what.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it left and right a few times, and subconsciously patted the barrier next to him. After trying all kinds of breakthroughs to no avail, he turned around, buried his head in the quilt, and did not move.

Yun Mo breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.

He closed his eyes again and practiced in meditation. The not-so-rich spiritual energy in the air was attracted by him, forming a small spiritual energy vortex. The spiritual energy in this area rushed into his body like a stream flowing into the sea.

Siran seemed to be startled by this spiritual vortex, his consciousness floated up from his sleep for a moment, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.

The author has something to say: Yun Mo: It's too difficult for me.