According to Wen Gaoren, this relic soul orb was not easy to come by. Like Sikong Qinglan, it would be no problem to prevaricate and deal with others, but it would not be appropriate to sell in large quantities. These relic soul orbs in her hand are related to the secrets of the temple, she didn't want to attract the attention of others.

She was also thinking about selling part of the relic soul orbs to exchange for other cultivation resources or falling gold herbs. This is a bit troublesome.

"It's really not very convenient, but if you want to make a move, you don't have to go to the auction house. You can find different chambers of commerce to sell separately. Of course, the price will be lower, or you can go to the black market, but the price is lower." Wen Gaoren knew Mu Han Yan was thinking about something, after pondering for a moment, he continued.

You must know that there are many ways to cultivate, and the resources required are also different. In many cases, it is not that the higher the level of the cultivation resource, the better. Choosing the right cultivation resource at the right time may be more effective. In addition, different resources are needed to build long swords, cultivate formations, and refine magic weapon pill. The Huayu Temple lacked everything right now, and the nearly 10,000 relic soul orbs would definitely not be used up for a while, it would be more appropriate to change to other cultivation resources.

"Black market?" Mu Hanyan's eyes lit up.

The Continent of Gods is not as peaceful as it seems. There are not only bandits, but also conflicts between priests or priest families. In addition, the area is too large to manage, and many priests die in accidents every year. Of course, the belongings will not be wasted.

But after all, it is dirty, and no one dares to trade openly, so there is a black market. Since it is dirty, the price of course cannot be compared with a regular chamber of commerce or auction house.

If it is only dozens or hundreds of relic soul orbs, if the quantity is large, it can only be shot in the black market. Mu Hanyan quickly made a decision, but even if it was a windfall, Miss Mu was still somewhat unwilling to think about being stripped of a large amount by an unscrupulous black business.

Returning to the teleportation point near Guning Village again, it happened that the ancient clan was relocating. The two parties needed to be polite and asked Sikong Qinglan to dance for each other, wishing them a safe journey. After that, Mu Hanyan and his party continued to rush. To Tianyang City.

Although there is a teleportation point, due to the error of the one-way teleportation array, many times on the road, you still need to ride in a carriage, and there is a lot of time delay. Mu Hanyan is not idle, and takes out a relic soul orb as soon as he gets on the carriage. Practice.

Condensing the divine mind to operate the priest's mind, and soon, the power of the law pours into the meridians along the pores of the whole body, and the speed of absorbing the power of the law is more than ten times faster than usual, and the relic soul itself contains The power of the law was quickly incorporated into the heart.

In addition, it only took less than a day, and the relic soul orb was turned into ashes in Mu Hanyan's hands, and this day's cultivation definitely caught up with the usual half-year cultivation, or even more.

"Good stuff!" Mu Hanyan said inwardly.

This kind of treasure that can cultivate by a large margin, or even directly promote the cultivation level, is difficult to find in the Saint Continent.

She has counted the relic soul orbs in the space of the astrolabe. There are nine thousand one hundred and twenty-seven. Even if you sell some, you can distribute some to others and keep some in the temple. The rest is enough for her cultivation. .

Of course, Mu Hanyan also knows that as the cultivation level continues to increase, the spiritual power required for promotion will become larger and larger. Afterwards, refining the relic soul orb will not have such a good effect, but in any case, she is away from it. The goal of restoring strength is one step closer, and it is always a pleasure.

But when Mu Hanyan checked his cultivation level, she was a little unhappy again. After half a year of cultivation, her strength did not seem to have changed. It seemed that she was stuck in a bottleneck. The worst thing was that she still didn't know what realm she was now.

It would be a waste of time to practice further, wasting the relic soul orb, Mu Hanyan stopped altogether, and studied the alchemy, sword-forging and other strange arts of the continent of Gods. There is no way, the things to learn are real. Is too much.

Mu Hanyan didn't know that at this moment, in the depths of the remote wasteland, a man was staring in the direction where they were for a long time. The deep and indifferent gaze seemed to penetrate the plains of thousands of miles and even the end of the sky.

At his feet, a man bowed to the ground, as quiet as a statue.

"Seventeen is dead." The man said for a long time.

"What, who can kill him?" The kneeling man raised his head in surprise.

He knew the strength of Seventeen. Although he did not dare to expose his strength easily, it was not so easy to kill him. If he wanted to escape, the priests of the twelve temples under the five great temples could not kill him. If he could show his true strength, it would be very easy for him to kill these chief priests.

"Should the subordinates go down and check it out?" asked the kneeling man.

"No need, Seventeen has found the whereabouts of the dragon blood, you go and get it yourself, if there is any obstacle, you will kill it!" The man ordered without expression.

The kneeling man raised his head and looked at him in surprise.

For so many years, they have concealed their identities and strengths, and they have never made moves easily among the bandits. This is the first time he has received an order to make a move.

"Go, it's almost time, we should also take action." The man said in a low voice. A sky-guided compass flew out in his hand, and the stars were dotted on it. The most shining one was the location of the Huayu Temple.

The person kneeling under his feet understood what he meant, stood up abruptly, let out a roar that shook the sky, and then flew towards Huayu City.

The man watched him leave and continued to walk forward step by step. That was exactly the direction Mu Hanyan and his party went.

...

Half a month later, a majestic city appeared in the vision of Mu Hanyan and others.

Only then did Mu Hanyan know that the same as the twelve main cities, the gap between them could be so huge.

Tianyang City is a thousand hectares in size, so you can only look at it from a distance. When you get close, you can hardly see the edge of the city wall. Not to mention the Huayu City, which is bigger than a few villages, even the Tianfeng City she has seen. , The area is only one-tenth of Tianyang City, or less.

Originally, Mu Hanyan was still wondering that the entire continent of Gods does not have a hundred temple main cities, so how could it be possible to fight against the Saint Continent for million years?

When she came to Tianyang City, she finally understood that there are not many cities under the jurisdiction of the temple, but a city is worth ten or even a hundred.

There were priests and guards at the gate of the city to check, Sikong Qinglan randomly lighted the priest token to prove his identity, and let him go easily.