Chapter 46
Although the Pan family is far away, it is just a moment for the cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation.
Leng Qingqiu was flying on his sword, and when he saw that they were about to reach Jinxiu City, he slowly slowed down the speed of the sword.
Ye Lan was dozing off with his eyes closed and his head shaking, not noticing whether the flying sword was still flying.
Leng Qingqiu put away his flying sword, and instantly sent the unprepared Ye Lan flying to the ground.
"Ouch!"
"Can't you tell me before you put away your flying sword? I'm going to fall to my death!"
This serious fall made Ye Lan doubt whether this traitor was taking revenge on him.
"Sorry, Brother Lan, I forgot you were still on my flying sword."
“…”
Who said that this traitor is obedient and has a good temper?
He was determined to tear that man's mouth apart!
[Such a big living person, can't see? You must be blind! ]
Ye Lan was trembling with anger. He wanted to curse and fight!
He hadn't attacked yet, but Leng Qingqiu took the initiative this time.
"Flying is prohibited in Jinxiu City."
The subconscious thought is that you can't blame him.
Ye Lan snorted coldly and stood up from the ground. He shook off the dirt on his body, turned around and walked towards the gate of Jinxiu City.
Leng Qingqiu followed closely behind.
Jinxiu City is very prosperous. Even before Ye Lan entered the city, he could feel a different atmosphere from the town at the foot of Xiaoyao Sect Mountain through the city gate.
There is a bustling scene everywhere, with a constant flow of people and the sound of hawking everywhere.
Ye Lan lined up at the city gate with the crowd. He saw some ordinary mortals paying a large piece of silver to enter the city gate, while cultivators would present a sect token.
Ye Lan looked embarrassed. He did have the token, but if he took it out he would be exposed.
Because each token represents a trace of the spiritual power of the monk himself, each token is unique.
Ye Lan was really in trouble now. Seeing that the team was getting closer and closer and it was almost his turn, Ye Lan quickly stood behind Leng Qingqiu.
He didn't know much about Jinxiu City, so for now he could only place his bet on Leng Qingqiu.
If it doesn't work, it's not his fault.
While glancing at the person checking the monks' tokens, he whispered quietly in Leng Qingqiu's ear, "What's the matter? Are independent cultivators not qualified to enter the city?"
You can't blame him. He has been watching the team for so long, but he hasn't seen a single casual cultivator trying to enter Jinxiu City.
Leng Qingqiu had never been so close to anyone before. Ye Lan's whisper in his ear made him instinctively move to the side.
His slightly red ears made the culprit laugh in his heart.
The quickened heartbeat he'd felt just now seemed like an illusion. He exuded a chill, pointing at the city gate and saying, "A casual cultivator needs ten mid-grade spirit stones. Don't even think about using any tricks. The city gate has a formation to distinguish between cultivators and ordinary people."
Ye Lan scratched his ears with his fingers and raised his voice unconsciously, "How much?"
Ten medium-grade spirit stones!
I'm afraid the roads in Jinxiu City are paved with spirit stones! Just entering the city gate costs ten mid-grade spirit stones!
He had originally been thinking about whether he could pretend to be an ordinary person and sneak in, but Leng Qingqiu had no reason to lie to him about this.
He finally understood why Jinxiu City was so prosperous. No wonder no casual cultivator dared to enter Jinxiu City. It was too expensive!
Ye Lan turned around and left without waiting for Leng Qingqiu to speak.
As soon as he turned around, he remembered the sinister voice of the powerful man in his mind.
"What? I've given you all my priceless treasures, and you want to leave with just ten mid-grade spirit stones? Don't forget what you said. I'm still waiting for the lotus seeds of the Water Mist Lotus."
Ye Lan: “…”
Damn it, forget about it!
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