Build Ye City, West District.
Zhao Fan walked beside Xue Lian as if walking, while looking around. After walking two streets in a row, he nodded slightly. This is indeed the core area of a state. The ratio of monks here is definitely not comparable to that of Soul Burial City. , on average there is one monk among five people, and among five monks, there is one Xuanjie.
Even those on the ground level saw one.
You know, this is only two streets.
"Blood training." Zhao Fan asked thoughtfully: "Are the monks in this city of such high quality?"
"No, Mr. Zhao, this block is actually adjacent to the Mercenary Association." Xue Lian pointed to a magnificent building in front and said, "That's it. Therefore, most of the people coming and going nearby, as well as merchants and residents, are Mercenaries or family members.”
"oh?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed in Zhao Fan's eyes, and he asked curiously: "What is the quality of monks in an ordinary neighborhood?"
"The ratio to ordinary people is one to ten." Xue Lian thought for a moment and said: "On average, there is one Xuan level among ten monks. As for the quasi-earth level, the entire city can barely make up one hundred. Count them."
After Zhao Fan heard this, although the ratio was lower than half of the previous analysis, he was still a little shocked. If it were placed in Soul Burial City, this ratio would probably expand a lot.
He raised his hands and put them behind his head, looking up at the boundless sky, "What about the number of earth-level experts?"
"I can't say for sure."
Xue Lian shook his head and explained: "There are known steps in Jianye City. In addition to the two people in the state capital, there is also an old man in the northern district known as 'Shengtian Banzi'. No one knows What is his real name? Shengtian Banzi spends his days setting up a chess stall on the street with nothing to do. After earning enough money for a day, he closes the stall and plays chess with the neighbors. He has lived here day after day for more than a hundred years. Well, I have never lost on the chessboard."
"Playing chess every day? How do you know he is from the ground level?" Novelty flashed in Zhao Fan's eyes.
"Ten years ago, Shengtian Banzi took action once." Xue Lian recalled: "The supervisory history of Yucheng came to Jianye City to inspect, so the state government issued an order to rectify the chaos of street vendors. To leave a good impression on the supervisor. As a result, when he arrived in the North District, Na Shengtian turned a deaf ear to the orders, causing a conflict. A group of law enforcement guards at the peak of the Xuan rank prepared to use him as a model to deter the disobedient traders. As a result, Shengtian Banzi just casually picked up a white chess piece and a black chess piece and bumped them against each other. Twenty guards at the peak of the Xuan level were directly seriously injured and fell into coma. This incident also alerted Zhou Mu, and the two sides exchanged blows over the North District. Got it."
"Who won?" Zhao Fan asked with interest.
"No one lost, no one won." Xue Lian's eyes were full of admiration, "Shengtian Banzi used one move and threw six chess pieces at Zhou Mu. Although the latter caught it, he was After being shaken back for a few meters, there was nothing more. Zhou Mu left a word of 'Excuse me' and immediately returned to the state capital, while Shengtian Banzi continued to leisurely set up a stall and play chess."
"interesting."
Zhao Fan smiled. The old man known as Shengtian Banzi was by no means an ordinary person. Zhou Mu probably reconciled with him because he was not sure of winning and was afraid of losing his prestige.
At this time, Xue Lian spoke again: "In our Western District, the president of the Mercenary Association who has not shown up for three years is in seclusion to attack the earth level. When he comes out, there will be one more earth level. . There are also rumors about the existence of Tier in the South District and East District, but they have not been verified. According to the analysis of the host Chen, in the entire Jianye City, not counting the official power of the state capital, there should be two secluded Tier. Take a seat."
"Two of you?"
Zhao Fan couldn't help but think of Soul Burial City. Although his registered residence was there, it was also the first city after coming to Yuanjie. However, he spent most of his time practicing with Liang Rui. Even when he came back, he stayed in the academy before he had time. Understand it well, but Soul Burial City is most likely a place that is more Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon than Jianye City. There are two people who come into contact with it, one is his teacher and the other is Xu Kun's Second Uncle Xu Di Wang, and in other areas of the city, there are probably still underground levels.
"By the way, Mr. Zhao, please think of a code name for yourself." Xue Lian seemed to have remembered something and suggested.
"Code name?" Zhao Fan looked at him with some confusion, "What's the reason?"
"This is the tradition of the dark building." Xue Lian explained: "The code name of the host Chen is 'Zhengzhou'. As the acting host, you should also have an exclusive code name for the outside world. After all, the real name, the better you know it. Less is more.”
"understood."
Zhao Fan tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "Tread the sky."
"Tai Tian?" Xue Lian was stunned for a moment. The terrifying power of that huge finger shadow appeared in his mind, and he said in admiration: "What a domineering code name!"
Zhao Fan smiled and said nothing, what does it mean to step on the sky? It is not to set foot on the sky, but to set foot on the heavenly level as the goal. Only by achieving the heavenly level can one have his own place in the Yuan Realm where there are so many powerful people.
In this way, a killer leader named Ta Tian appeared.
"We've almost finished shopping. Let's go, have a cup of tea and then go back." Zhao Fan yawned. Just as he was about to turn around and go to a famous teahouse nearby with Xue Lian, suddenly, with a thought, he vaguely sensed a Invisible weak fluctuations.
At first I thought it was an illusion, but after careful sensing, a fiery light appeared in my eyes that could not be concealed.
"Is this... the induction from the Great Creation Technique?"
Zhao Fan immediately became more energetic. The Great Creation Technique he possesses, to be precise, is the part called "Creation Induction Chapter". It is like a seed rooted in the source of life, which can sense for himself. Creation, however, seems to have disappeared since it ascended to the Yuan Realm and has never taken effect once. But now, there is a long-lost movement coming from that seed.
"Zhao Louzhu?" Xue Lian walked out for several steps. When he turned around, he found that the other party was standing still, but his eyes were full of brilliance, so he asked inexplicably.
"Xue Lian, let's drink tea later."
Zhao Fan followed that almost imperceptible sense of creation, closed his eyes, and walked in the direction of inducing the seeds.
Xue Lian scratched his hair in confusion and immediately followed.
Soon after.
Zhao Fan's figure stopped at a stall on the next street.
Zhao Fan opened his eyes and looked down at the many items displayed on the big cloth, including bottles, cans, and ancient books. After scanning one item after another, his eyes finally stopped at a piece of paper stained with On the smooth wooden sign stained with mud.
That wooden sign was about the size of a finger. It looked dirty and ordinary, but Zhao Fan was extremely sure that the source of the creation induction was this thing!
"I've been standing here for a long time. Hurry up if you see something. If you don't want to buy it, get out. Don't block my stall." The stall owner sitting on the rocking chair behind the stall said impatiently: "You've missed my business." pay?"
So crazy?
Zhao Fan looked at the stall owner with some surprise. Then, the intensity of the aura he sensed on the other party was probably at the extreme level of Xuan level, which is the category of quasi-earth level. It stands to reason that Zhao Fan would not use it at all at this level. He was afraid, but facing this stall owner, he felt a hint of threat that was extremely indifferent but could not be explained.
"How to speak?" Xue Lian frowned and stared at the stall owner with an unkind expression. As the assassin of the dark house, he also experienced the peerless style of the acting landlord. How could he allow a vendor to speak rudely to him?
"Blood training." Zhao Fan shouted softly: "It was my fault first."
Xue Lian glared at the stall owner fiercely, then stood obediently behind the stall owner without saying a word.
The stall owner, on the other hand, whistled as if nothing had happened.
"This person is not simple." Zhao Fan sighed in his heart, and squatted down to select items. The reason why he did not directly ask the price of the wooden sign was because vendors who set up sundry stalls all have a common problem. When you like something, you will raise the price severely. In other words, you will get it right.
Immediately, he placed his hand on an ancient book with three large characters written on the cover: "Qingniu Style."
It is a body-training technique, rated at the early stage of Xuan level.
"How many yuan stones does this technique cost?" Zhao Fan looked up at the stall owner.
"If you want to buy it, just barter for it." The stall owner said resolutely, "You're unlucky, I haven't opened yet today, and I can't get it unless I offer something that makes me excited."
"It's hard for you to open in the middle of the night." Xue Lian muttered unhappily. He couldn't understand why the powerful acting landlord was so tolerant of a street vendor.
"..."
Zhao Fan pretended to be reluctant to look at the "Qing Niu Body", and then moved his gaze to the row of jade bottles next to it, with the four words "Xiao Hui Yuan Dan" attached to the bottle.
This kind of elixir is a popular commodity. Almost every monk with a little bit of financial resources will carry one or two bottles with him, just in case he needs it. Otherwise, if he runs out of energy during a battle, he will just wait and die. Among the elixirs for restoring Yuan Power, the Small Yuan Restore Pill has the lowest effect and is suitable for Yuan level.
If it were taken at the early stage of Xuan level, it would barely have the slightest effect, as if it were worthless.
"How to sell Xiao Hui Yuan Dan?" Zhao Fan asked.
The stall owner said impatiently: "One yuan stone per bottle, minimum purchase of ten bottles."
"Where are you killing people?" Xue Lian couldn't help but got angry. He pointed at the other person's nose from across the stall and said, "In the elixir shop, one dollar stone can buy two bottles."
“Buy it whether you like it or not, and no one is forcing you.”
The stall owner waved his hand and said: "My Xiao Hui Yuan Dan was trained by a Xuan-level alchemy master from the Eight Classics. Its quality is far superior to the Xiao Hui Yuan Dan on the market, even at the early Xuan level..." He stared at Zhao Fan said: "It also has an effect that is not much weaker than the Great Return to Yuan Dan, but the price is only 30% of that of the Great Return to Yuan Dan."
