After surviving for three years in the apocalypse, Yan Qingyan was pit into the cultivation world by a suddenly upgraded space. Not only was her talent poor from a young age, but she also unfortuna...
Chapter 54
Spirit of the weapon 'Flowing Fire'
Yan Le'er came to the gate of the house and scanned it with his spiritual sense.
The house was covered in dust, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and there were signs of soil being dug out somewhere in the backyard.
When the village chief learned that someone from the Yan family had come again, he followed out with a wry smile.
Is this not over yet?
"Ms. Yan, we really don't know where the two of them went." The village chief said in a low voice.
"I understand." Yan Le'er looked solemn.
She couldn't make up her mind about this matter and had to go back and ask her father first.
After Yan Le'er left, the villagers of Yujiang Village started chatting animatedly again.
"Guess, guess, will anyone come later?"
"It shouldn't happen. There have been three waves."
"I guess so. If I guess right, you can treat me to a meal!"
"You only know how to eat! Aren't you curious about what Young Master Ling and his partner did that so many people came looking for them?"
"There's no point in being curious. How would I know?"
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Leiyang City.
As Ling Mochen entered the city, he felt his blood boiling. Huge streams of fire-type spiritual energy rushed into his body frantically and flowed throughout his body.
What a domineering fire aura!
There was a hint of surprise in Ling Mochen's eyes. This place was simply a holy land for cultivation tailor-made for him!
"What? You don't want to advance right where you are?" Yan Qingyan looked at him with amusement.
Ling Mochen scratched his cheek and said with a smile: "How could that be? We have to find a place to stay first."
"Let's rent an alchemy room." Yan Qingyan suggested: "It's not easy to come to this holy city of alchemy. If we don't go to the alchemy room to take a look, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"
"Good idea!" Ling Mochen agreed.
There are more alchemy rooms and weapon refining rooms in Leiyang City than inns.
The two rented an alchemy room. Not only was there a strong underground fire in the room, but there was also a spirit gathering formation. It was not only soundproof, but also had a very powerful defensive formation, so they could both make alchemy and practice.
The layout of the facilities is very satisfactory.
Ling Mochen looked at the underground fire here. Although it was not a strange fire, it was hotter than ordinary flames.
Yan Qingyan sat next to the tea table and placed a plate of spiritual fruits on it.
Sudden.
Yan Qingyan's spiritual consciousness moved, and a communication talisman paper appeared in her hand.
"It's news from cousin Le'er."
Yan Qingyan opened it and took a look.
[Qingyan, I just went to Yujiang Village. Well, you actually went away quietly! As you get older, you have your own little secrets, right? I brought you a gift, but I didn’t even have the chance to give it to you!
But I have some big news to tell you today, you are being targeted! Before me, two groups of people went to Yujiang Village to look for you two, and they even searched your backyard!
Could it be that you have offended that immortal cultivator and so ran away under the pretext of having fun? Or is it that Ling Yaozu is here to cause trouble again? I also heard from the villagers of Yujiang Village that even Yan Xinna came here once!
So, what on earth got you into trouble? I'm very curious! 】
"Oh~ I knew it~" Yan Qingyan spread out her hands, as she had expected this.
Even if they take disguise pills and wear concealment masks, if the big powers mobilize their connections to investigate, they will definitely be able to find clues.
"So fast?" Ling Mochen lowered his head in thought.
One of the groups of people is undoubtedly from the Tiger Hunting Mercenaries, but who is the other group?
"It's really too fast. We should have only been exposed to the Tiger Hunting Mercenary Group." Yan Qingyan was also puzzled. "Could it be that the means of those powerful people have reached the point where they can trace back past images?"
"Maybe it's because of the 'Millennium Hongmeng Purple Spirit Liquid'."
Ling Mochen guessed: "After all, only those who are in urgent need of healing their Dantian and have reservations about asking an alchemist to help would refine this kind of spiritual herb into liquid medicine."
"Is there a method for investigation..."
Yan Qingyan nodded silently.
If you have a lot of people under you, this "stupid method" is actually the fastest way to search.
"Let's not talk about this. I don't believe anyone can find Leiyang City so quickly." Yan Qingyan shook her head.
There is no point in thinking too much. Instead, you might as well use this time to experience the customs and culture of Leiyang City.
Yan Qingyan took out the two people's concealment masks and pasted a second-grade "Color Change Talisman" on them.
In the 'Talisman Secret Book' that she had inherited, there were many strange and bizarre talismans, one of which could modify the appearance of a magical tool, changing its color and style according to the user's mood.
Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen, wearing freshly-made masks, came to the market in Leiyang City to stroll around.
There are many independent cultivators setting up stalls here. There are weapon refiners selling all kinds of homemade magic weapons, and there are also many apprentices who assist alchemists and sell some low-level elixirs.
The sight of so many elixirs and magical instruments dazzled Yan Qingyan.
Ling Mochen stopped in front of a grocery stall.
The stall owner looked like a casual cultivator. There were all kinds of things on the stall, including scattered medicinal pills, spiritual plants that had just been dug out, and some complete or broken magical instruments...
"You two, what do you want to buy? Take your pick, the prices are cheap!"
Yan Qingyan:......
Why does she feel that this slogan is a little familiar?
Ling Mochen bent down and picked up a worn-out alchemy cauldron.
Yan Qingyan looked over curiously.
This alchemy cauldron looks like an ordinary object, and its appearance is even more "plain and unpretentious", even more "shabby" than a yellow-level magic weapon.
Why is Mo Chen curious about this kind of alchemy furnace? Is there some big secret inside?
Ling Mochen's eyes moved slightly, and the mask concealed all his expressions.
There is a special smell of fire in it...
"Boss, how much is this?" Ling Mochen asked.
The stall owner tilted his head and looked at it with a puzzled expression.
Is it because he has poor eyesight? Could this thing be some kind of treasure?
"Fellow Daoist, is there anything special about this thing?" asked the stall owner.
Ling Mochen's mouth twitched. How could a salesperson ask a customer about the quality of his goods?
"It's just that I like to collect all kinds of alchemy cauldrons. This thing has a unique shape and I like it very much." Ling Mochen said lightly.
That's right, the shape is indeed unique.
Yan Qingyan and the stall owner thought to themselves.
"One...twenty medium-grade spirit stones!" The stall owner silently doubled the price.
Ling Mochen silently took out the spirit stone from the storage ring, took the alchemy cauldron and left.
Stall owner:......
So straightforward? !
He can't be really short-sighted, right?
......
The two of them strolled around for a while, bought a bunch of miscellaneous gadgets, and then returned to the alchemy room.
Ling Mochen took out the worn-out alchemy cauldron.
Yan Qingyan walked over curiously to take a look and asked, "Is there anything strange about this thing?"
Could it be some magic weapon covered in dust?
Ling Mochen nodded and lightly touched the body of the alchemy cauldron with his fingertips.
A ray of spiritual power from the Purple Heart Heavenly Yuan Flame poured in, filling the entire alchemy cauldron in an instant.
Yan Qingyan watched in amazement as an "ordinary" alchemy cauldron became dazzling at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After one stick of incense.
A small, transparent red figure appeared above the alchemy cauldron.
He stretched lazily, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said to Ling Mochen with a proud look on his face.
"I am the spirit 'Liuhuo', who are you?"