The latest website: It is naturally impossible for the things deposited by monk Yuanying to be placed in this Wansheng Building so casually, even though Nanming City can be said to be impenetrable.

Nanming City is located on the edge of the territory of the human race and the sea race. Although there are many Jindan and Yuanying monks here, and in the past tens of thousands of years, Xuanyuanzong and Bixiao Palace, the two holy places of immortal cultivation, have worked together to set up a large-scale land here. The battle formation means that Huashen Yaozun leads twenty or thirty Yu Yuanying Yaojuns to attack. As long as the several Yuanying Zhenjuns sitting in the city can activate the formation in time, they will be able to protect themselves.

But if Yaozun first found out where the human Nascent Soul was in the city, and killed it with lightning speed, no matter how strong the formation was, it would be useless.

In addition to this method, if the opponent wants to attack forcefully, all the spiritual veins near the island must be cut off in advance. The formation consumes a lot of spiritual energy every moment. If there is no spiritual vein to supply the spiritual energy, it can only be replenished with spiritual stones. If it takes three to five days, it's okay, but if it drags on for a month or two, then Xuan Yuanzong will also be hurt.

Of course, this injury is just a rhetoric of Xuanyuanzong Yuanying Patriarch and other monks of the same rank.

In the eyes of other Nascent Soul cultivators, the five sects of Xuanyuan Sect, Bixiao Palace, Shuiyueyuan, Xuanming Palace, and Misty Valley are not ordinary Nascent Soul Sects. This kind of sect, which has been passed down from the end of ancient times to the present, must have a thick and scary foundation. The consumption of spirit stones in the protective formation of Nanming City for several months can make Xuanyuanzong hurt, which is really ridiculous. Big teeth.

But if the magic circle is activated, it usually won't be opened for too long, because during this period, whether it is through some hidden teleportation circles, or the mysterious magic weapon held by the Nascent Soul monk, the news can naturally be transmitted easily. Go out, when the time comes, the venerable humanoid deity and many Nascent Soul monks will come to support and dispel the disaster.

In the past tens of thousands of years, Nanming City has been briefly occupied two or three times, and in this short period of time, the entire city was wiped out by the Yaozu and Haizu.

If the Wanshenglou put the things deposited by Zhenjun Yuanying here, then these losses can only be paid by them. But the reason why these Nascent Soul monsters want to deposit certain things is mostly because of various reasons that are inconvenient to explain. If they are lost, it is not simply a matter of paying compensation.

Therefore, even if the chance of loss is very small, the Wansheng Building or other shops with a long history would not dare to put truly valuable things in the secret room here.

Just like the True Monarch 'Yashan' who was aliased by the spirit corpse, after he left the treasures in the Wansheng Building, even if they hadn't appeared once in decades, he was not worried at all that the other party would take these things privately, or default on various excuses. Give. After all, no force would want to offend a Nascent Soul cultivator, especially if they were at a disadvantage.

As for being kept by the golden core monks, the money is touching, and it is not unheard of to steal and flee! That's not to mention.

So after Zeng Li left the private room, he quickly went to the secret room, passed the magic circle through the building, and sent the token that True Monarch 'Yashan' took out to the main building, and the monks there had to confirm the authenticity of the token.

It would take some time to go back and forth like this, and the spirit corpse and Zhang Shiping had already prepared for this in their hearts, so they wouldn't be so impatient.

The spirit corpse was in front of the window with its hands behind its back, watching the monks passing by on the streets of the city through the white aura, while Zhang Shiping was sitting with his eyes closed, his head half raised, holding a bright yellow wine in one hand. Gourd, taking a sip from time to time, put one hand on his thigh, and beat rhythmically.

The two stood and sat like this for half a stick of incense time.

Perhaps tired of seeing the crowds on the street, the spirit corpse turned around and walked slowly to Zhang Shiping.

"Your heart is a little messed up, is it because of those two juniors?" The spirit corpse sat down and asked, with a slightly puzzled tone.

"I just remembered some old things. Things are different, and I just remember them occasionally for comfort." Zhang Shiping shook his head, and took another sip of the wine gourd.

"Is it an old friend? It's a blessing in life to look back on the past. It's just that a person like this old man who has no roots and bottomless, doesn't understand what kind of feelings this is." The corpse said lightly.

"What kind of feelings? It's like wine, but also like tea. It's strong and sweet, and it goes with people. This is the fine wine brewed in the Green Fire Valley of the younger generation. It's called Poguang. I don't know if the seniors have ever drank it?" Zhang Shiping gently With a wave of his hand, a wine gourd appeared on the table and was gently sent to the spirit corpse.

"Poguang, where did this name come from? Is there an allusion?" The spirit corpse looked at Zhang Shiping and asked. He picked up the gourd, didn't drink it, but put it down gently after looking at it a few times.

"The name of the wine was given by Senior Brother Qi, and the juniors don't know what the allusion is, but it's just a casual way of calling it, so it's just used along the way." Zhang Shiping said.

"Brother Qi, are you talking about Qi Feng, Qing He's disciple?" Ling Zong asked.

Zhang Shiping nodded yes.

Suddenly, a blurry figure appeared outside the shroud of spiritual light outside the door, and then Zeng Li, who had left before, walked in Yingying, bowed to the spirit corpse, smiled and said: "I've been waiting for a long time, the things have been taken away." Here we come, let seniors take a look!"

After she finished speaking, she flipped her hands over, and there was a square black box in her hand, not too long and wide, about half a finger thick, with golden runes in the shape of cirrus clouds engraved around the box and up and down. These golden patterns give people a sense of flow, Zhang Shiping took a closer look, only to find that each golden pattern is composed of tens of thousands of golden bugs, it is so strange!

"The things are right, so I won't bother you any more. Let's leave now." The spirit corpse took the black box, looked at it a few times, then got up, walked towards the door, and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping smiled helplessly, and after putting away the two wine gourds on the table, he also stood up.

"That Zhang also bid farewell, and you don't need to send it off, fellow Taoist Zeng." Zhang Shiping said, cupping his hands.

"Zeng Li won't keep fellow daoist Zhang any longer, so as not to make Senior Yashan wait too long." Zeng Li laughed softly.

Zhang Shiping stepped out for a few feet, but after a few breaths, he appeared in the hall downstairs. He rolled his eyes and saw that Tang Yu and Xu Su were no longer there. Out of the Wansheng Building, headed for the animal cart.

"Let's go." Zhang Shiping walked to the beast carriage, said to the driver who was cleaning the spirit beast's fur, and he entered the carriage.

The coachman said yes, quickly put away the brush, and patted the back of the Yufeng horse lightly, then sat on the shaft, pulled the rein, and let out a soft sigh, and the beast cart started to run rumblingly. Enter Qingming City's avenue of more than ten feet, and run at a gallop.

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In less than half an hour~lightnovelpub.net~ a teleportation circle of Xuanyuanzong glowed with a brilliant aura.

Zhang Shiping inside was holding a bronze token with the word "Niaoyi" on it, and the cyan mask emitted by the token protected him.

With a flash of white light, Zhang Shiping traveled tens of thousands of miles, and returned to Binhai City from Nanming City.

After a little repair, he rushed back to the Green Fire Valley without stopping, and then he waved away the servants who were working in the fire pool in the valley, as well as some low-level monks from the sect and family.

Then the green and red auras in the valley intertwined generously, and the magic circle rose leisurely.

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