Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo stayed in the independent courtyard of the "Inn in the City".

Lin Pingcheng is indeed a very weird city. Although the attitude of the guards outside is not bad, their personalities don't seem to be very good. It's just that Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo haven't encountered any situation where they targeted them.

"We need to wait and see." Yun Mingyuan was much more cautious when it came to the matter of going directly to the City Lord's Mansion to recognize his relatives.

Han Xiumo also agreed very much: "Lin Pingcheng feels a little weird."

Compared with Lin Pingcheng's inexplicably weird situation, Pingyun City's situation of being completely controlled by the four major families seems to be much more normal.

The two did not act rashly.Instead, he chose to wait and see.

Although the two rented a small courtyard that cost five hundred spirit beads a day, they didn't stay in the courtyard all the time. They made some disguises and easily left the city without disturbing the formation in the small courtyard. Inn.

The owner of the inn, who got the news from the shopkeeper, came to this yard, knocked on the door, but no one answered. It was a little strange, but he didn't expect that Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo had already left the small courtyard, so he looked at the shopkeeper coldly.

The shopkeeper's cold sweat came down all of a sudden.

Unexpectedly, the monks who just moved in could not meet each other, and the shopkeeper immediately added a few words: "Those two may be in retreat."

The luxuriously dressed and graceful inn owner was a little disappointed. He looked at the shopkeeper next to him: "If they leave the customs, remember to notify me."

He thought about it, and felt that this was not very safe, so he ordered a few more words: "Forget it, I will live in the inn during this time, and they will notify me as soon as they leave the customs."

The shopkeeper's expression was slightly bitter, but how dare he pretend that he didn't hear the orders of the boss?Nodding with a bitter face: "Good boss."

The young monk glanced at him, and left the small courtyard where Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo lived with a flick of his sleeves.

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo didn't know that they were being targeted.

They were wandering around Lin Ping City at this time. Although Lin Ping City was full of weirdness, it was indeed much more prosperous than Ping Yun City.

The whole street after entering the city gate is almost full of inns. Walking into the city, I found that the city is very lively.

In the inner city, there are stalls selling spirit plant medicinal materials, magic tools, and a small stall dedicated to fortune-telling and cheating. There are countless food stalls and hawkers on the road Well, the difference between ordinary people and monks in the city is not as clear as in other places, but there is a vaguely harmonious atmosphere.

Han Xiumo himself doesn't like to get too involved with ordinary people. Not everyone in the world has spiritual roots. If the relationship with ordinary people is too good, it is easy to get involved in unnecessary karma.

However, he did not reject Lin Pingcheng's excitement.

Han Xiumo, who longed for the people in the city to eat candied haws since he was a child, took a second look at the candied haws.

He and Yun Mingyuan actually didn't have any magic weapon to hide their aura, nor did they hide their strength, but now both of them have changed their appearance, and their image doesn't really look like a monk.

Yun Mingyuan noticed that Han Xiumo took a second look at the candied haws, his heart moved, he pulled Han Xiumo over, and bought two bunches of candied haws, one for each person.

Han Xiumo: "..." He likes to eat candied haws, it's been a thing in his previous life.

However, Yun Mingyuan was very happy when he did this.

Han Xiumo took a bite of the candied haws, and dragged Yun Mingyuan to a small stall selling materials.

Yun Mingyuan has a sense of awe for most delicacies in the cultivation world, and the same is true for candied haws. The action of eating candied haws is extremely serious--speaking of it, he actually wants to eat candied haws when he sells them, right?

But Yun Mingyuan didn't think there was any problem with this.

He took a bite of the candied haws, and after the sugar coating on the outside melted away in his mouth, the remaining hawthorn brought Yun Mingyuan a... very magical experience.

He swallowed the hawthorn expressionlessly.

The expressions are a little distorted.

Of course, except for Han Xiumo, no one noticed Yun Mingyuan's little move.

Han Xiumo smiled, it turns out that this person doesn't like sour food.

"Boss, how do you sell this thing?" Han Xiumo pointed to a lifeless black stone, as if he was very interested in it.

The cultivator who set up the stall raised his eyelids to look at Han Xiumo, and found that this person's strength was a bit unclear to him, so his expression changed immediately, with a smile on his face: "This senior has a good eye, this is a rare treasure , I got it from the secret realm! Just one spirit stone!"

Han Xiumo looked at the ordinary stone on the stall with a half-smile: "Really? What secret realm did this come from?"

The expression on the peddler's face showed no embarrassment at all: "That's natural. When we set up a stall to do business, we all pay attention to integrity. This is the treasure brought out by the Shenyuan Secret Realm that was opened a few days ago. It's just that my eyesight is inferior to that of my predecessors. , I can’t tell what kind of treasure it is.”

Yun Mingyuan thought this monk was quite interesting.

The peddler was also wondering, this stone was just taken out of a pile of things when he bought it, could it really be some kind of treasure?

But seeing Han Xiumo's interested expression, he still bit it to death. This is a baby's rhetoric, and he didn't let go.

Han Xiumo didn't look at the stone again, but turned to other things: "Do you still have these gilt sands?"

Looking at the pile of sand on the stall, the peddler was a little flattered, but he didn't dare to continue talking nonsense, and replied honestly: "Senior, although there is a certain amount of gilt sand in these sands, the amount is not much, so you can't say that casually. "

This kind of sand is the river sand at the foot of Yunding Mountain that passes through Linping City. The river sand contains gilt sand, but the amount is too small for no one to appreciate.

The sand in front of him seems to have been accidentally dropped by the child who led Ju's family who wanted to get the golden sand out of the river. There are only a few grains of golden sand the size of sesame seeds.

If he grabs a handful of these sands, if he dares to sit on the ground and raise the price, he is afraid that someone next to him will tear down the stage immediately.

Han Xiumo was a little surprised: "River sand?"

"Yes, because there is gilt sand in the river sand, some people always suspect that there is gilt sand at the source of this river, but no one has the courage to go to the source of the river to pan for gold." The peddler sighed.

Gilded sand is a kind of exotic soil, it can be used to repair magic tools, and it also has a great effect on the monks of the earth spirit root, but golden sand is also very rare, although there is golden sand in the river sand, but the amount is too small, there is no way Separated from ordinary sand.

Therefore, the gilt sand in the city is not taken seriously at all.

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo looked at each other.

They didn't say much, Han Xiumo casually pointed to several familiar materials on the stalls: "Calculate how much these are."

Xiao Tan was slightly disappointed when he saw that among the things Han Xiumo had chosen, there was no stone that he asked about at the beginning.

It seems that this stone is really not a treasure.

He didn't know this kind of stone where he bought it. If this thing is really useful, then maybe he will develop in the future.

But the thing is obvious, there is no such good thing, as expected, a person should be down-to-earth, and don't think about becoming a genius in one step.

The peddler shook his head in disappointment.

Taking the materials wrapped by the hawker, Yun Mingyuan threw them into the storage bag.

He felt that what Han Xiumo wanted was actually that humble little stone, but he didn't understand why Han Xiumo didn't want it in the end.

However, he did not tell Han Xiumo at this time.

As the two wandered around, Yun Mingyuan suddenly remembered that he and Han Xiumo should have been able to talk without opening their mouths before.

The piece of paper he got in the extreme arctic ice field appeared in his mind.

What was recorded on that piece of paper at that time was the concentric agreement made by the god king Xiuming at a huge price.

The two wandered around the city for a day, bought a lot of food, and returned to the yard of the inn without any serious news.

When the two went back, they found signs of people's visits in front of the door. Yun Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, and when he entered the door, he took an inconspicuous little thing by the door.

"We've only been away for such a short time, why did someone come looking for you?" Han Xiumo was quite curious.

Of course, what he was more curious about was the inconspicuous little thing that Yun Mingyuan was holding.

It was a camera made by Yun Mingyuan with photo stones. He didn't know how to expand the memory of photo stones. Such an inconspicuous stone only cost a small part of photo stones, but it can save more than traditional photos. More images of the Photo Stone.

Yun Mingyuan turned on the camera and found that they didn't know the people who came over, but they learned from them that the older man was the shopkeeper of the inn, and the young monk turned out to be the behind-the-scenes owner of the inn.

Han Xiumo was a little confused: "We should never know that boss before, right? What does he want from us?"

"I don't know." Yun Mingyuan didn't care about this, "Shall we meet him?"

Han Xiumo was a little uncertain for a while.

Be wary of strangers.

Especially when the opponent's cultivation base surpasses his own.

"Then wait first." Yun Mingyuan could see what that person meant, and he probably wouldn't leave here in a short time.

They still need to be careful if they want to come in and out freely in the inn.

"That's fine." Han Xiumo thought to himself, maybe they would have found out the identity of the owner behind the inn by then, and then they would be able to decide whether to see or not.

"You want that black stone today, right?" Yun Mingyuan said suddenly.

Han Xiumo was stunned for a moment before he realized what Yun Mingyuan was talking about. He smiled: "That's true."

But that stone is actually not a good thing.

"I heard that the growth conditions of the Zengling Flower are extremely harsh. It can only grow when it is buried in a spirit stone. That stone looks similar to the spirit stone that has been sucked out by the Zengling Flower."

After ordinary monks use spirit stones to cultivate, the spirit stones will turn into a pile of powder and dissipate in the wind. Only the spirit stones used to grow spirit flowers will become like that.

Knowing what Han Xiumo said, Yun Mingyuan probably had already confirmed that the stone was the spirit stone related to Zeng Linghua.

Something seemed to flash through his mind at this moment.

"We should not be able to go to the City Lord's Mansion in a short time."

The appearance of the Lingshi related to Zeng Linghua is tantamount to directly telling Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo that Lin Pingcheng is really related to Zeng Linghua. In this case, they can't act rashly and investigate the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion at will .

If Zeng Linghua really had something to do with the City Lord's Mansion, the destruction of the original owner's talent would definitely not be that simple.

What Han Xiumo could think of, Yun Mingyuan certainly couldn't have imagined, guessing that the original owner's physical condition was related to the City Lord's Mansion, the first thing he suspected was not the people around the original owner's mother, but the original owner's parents.

The "fairy love" between the original owner's parents was once highly regarded in Pingyun City. Back then, it could be said to be very well-known in Pingyun City. Almost everyone would say that there was true love between them.

But Yun Mingyuan could clearly feel that in the perception of the original owner, this couple was not as loving as the rumors said.

Since the love between them is fake, the existence of the "highly anticipated" and "darling of the two" as the original owner may not be something to be happy about for them.