Li Wangxian was very interested in this and walked towards one of the Tianlei platforms.
After arriving at the destination, he was a little disappointed. It was just a huge stone. There was nothing special about the Tianlei Platform. What was special was the formation, which could attract the sky thunder, imprison him in Taichung, and give it to the people in the Tianlei Platform. Provide enough thunder power for tempering or enlightenment.
Li Wangxian, who was interested in seeing what kind of thunder power this thunder platform could attract and how effective it could be, stayed, and then found an opportunity to infiltrate the passers-by, the most terrifying intelligence organization in the world.
But before he could ask about any secrets, he heard information about him, which made him feel very complicated.
"Have you heard that the good thief was just taken care of by a new Holy Son?"
"Really or not, this group of good thieves is famous for their sharp eyes and cautiousness. How could they take action against a Holy Son?"
Some passers-by were surprised and felt a little puzzled. After all, this group of people had been enjoying themselves in Leicheng for many years.
Although they only robbed and did not kill, and they only attacked some new monks, they did not really cause public outrage, but it is not that there are no experts who have come to trouble them, but this group of people is notoriously slippery, how could they be so It's easy to fail.
"It's true. Some people saw it with their own eyes. The Holy Son was very young. It is said that he was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He was very plainly dressed, and there were no guardians following him. Then the good thief followed him. , and was finally suppressed by the Holy Son."
A monk replied, this is a young male monk. He was very excited at this time, because he was robbed by this group of people when he first arrived a few days ago. Unfortunately, he just got the thousand-year-old deer antlers, and he didn't want to part with them. It was used, but it was robbed by this group of guys who deserved to be killed with a thousand swords.
"It's a pity that the Holy Son is too kind and let them go. Otherwise, it would be better to suppress them and put them in the Thunder Prison to suppress them for a thousand years!"
Everyone was stunned to see him looking so excited.
There seems to be a story!
"Brother...have you been robbed?" someone asked tentatively.
"That's right, those bastards are sorry for my thousand-year-old antlers! I worked so hard to get them! I should suppress these bastards for a thousand or ten thousand years."
The young male cultivator didn't shy away from it, and he kept wailing when he thought of his elixir.
"Oh, Millennium Antlers! That's really a pity and heartbreaking. They should be suppressed for ten thousand years."
A middle-aged male cultivator echoed loudly. After winning the favor of the young man, he immediately struck while the iron was hot and asked: "I, I have a friend. He wants to ask where he can buy this deer antler?"
Li Wangxian was stunned. He didn't expect that he had traveled to the world of cultivation, and his skill of making friends out of nothing was still blooming with his brilliance.
The young male cultivator looked at the middle-aged man with a knowing smile on his face. He did not shy away from saying that he had a friend from the demon clan and asked him to pay a lot of money to get it.
After hearing this, the smile on the middle-aged male cultivator's face became even brighter. He was not afraid that the things would be expensive, but that he would not be able to buy them. He immediately sent a message to the young man to discuss the price.
The corner of Li Wangxian's mouth twitched. He clearly saw more than one monk "privately chatting" about the young man who was robbed. Could it be that monks are also vain?
This is nonsense, right?
After just such a private chat, the atmosphere here became even more lively, and a tacit understanding that everyone was friends somehow emerged spontaneously.
Even Li Wangxian was no exception. Although he didn't get involved, these guys felt a magical sense of superiority as an adult when they looked at him like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.
It's outrageous that she's quite close to him.
However, in this way, he did hear a lot of information. For example, the Heavenly Thunder Platform also has different levels. For example, the thunder sea outside the city is divided into nine levels according to its power. It is locally called the Nine Levels Thunder Prison. It is said that the most central one is There is a divine object comparable to the peerless dragon marrow being nurtured in the thunder prison on the first floor.
Maybe he could tell that Li Wangxian asked so many questions, he must be a newcomer. The young male cultivator also reminded him that if he brought any elixir, it was best to go to Yaowang Hall to exchange for the holy healing elixir. The price there was more reasonable, and the elixir was The effect is also the best, and has a miraculous effect on healing the damage caused by thunder.
Li Wangxian thanked him seriously. He also planned to go to the Nine Levels Thunder Prison. In this case, this news was necessary. After all, a simple elixir was definitely not as effective as a specific healing medicine.
"Hey, speaking of which, little brother Li, you just arrived today. You look like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, and you look a lot like the legendary Holy Son!"
At this time, a middle-aged male cultivator who was a friend discovered the blind spot.
"That's true! And it's still the same white clothes." The young male cultivator was stunned, and then quickly looked at Li Wangxian.
"That's right, he is thirteen or fourteen years old. He looks very handsome and has a special temperament. It is really you, Lord Holy Son."
The young male cultivator was very excited at this time. After he learned the news that the good thief was taken away, he had carefully inquired from the cultivators who knew about it. At this time, the more he looked at Li Wangxian, the more he looked like what that man described.
Li Wangxian was helpless, so passers-by in this world were really scary. He took action once and exposed him. Fortunately, he changed his body and was just a vest, so it didn't matter.
The young male cultivator Luo Yang was very excited when he received Li Wangxian's recognition. He thanked Li Wangxian on the spot and gave him a bad breath.
Then it was a pity that Li Wangxian did not steal the good guys to Leicheng City and suppress them.
Then the middle-aged male cultivator Peng Tao also told a piece of news that made Li Wangxian want to go out and capture the bearded men right away.
Because those people actually had a reward of five thousand kilograms, they really missed out on a windfall!
Li Wangxian was a little heartbroken, but his face showed no trace of it. This expression made several people around him secretly sigh that he was worthy of being the holy son of a great sect. He had such a profound background that he missed out on Five Thousand Sources without showing any signs of regret.
It was already like this, and Li Wangxian was not polite, as if they had carefully inquired about various detailed information about the Nine Layers of Thunder Prison.
Several people were very keen and immediately noticed that Li Wangxian intended to go directly to the outside of the city to practice, instead of using the Tianlei Tower in the city to adapt.
This made them guess that the Holy Son and Ben didn't appreciate the thunder power attracted by the sky thunder platform in the city, and instead wanted to go directly to the nine-layer thunder field for cruel training.
In fact, it is almost the same. Li Wangxian really thinks so. After his observation, the thunder caused by this low-level thunder platform has no effect on training his golden body at all. If it is a high-level one, it will be too ostentatious. It doesn't suit him.
After knowing his plan, Luo Yang enthusiastically led him to the Medicine King Hall to exchange for the healing medicine, telling him all the rumors he knew.
Finally, when Li Wangxian left the city, he asked squeakingly if he could keep the thousand-year deer antlers. In a few days, he would exchange for two thousand-year elixirs.
Li Wangxian smiled and nodded in agreement.
