Unlike the monolithic cutting style in the consignment shop, in the space dug out of this rock, there are actually small bridges and flowing water, as well as antique buildings.

There are dozens of monks scattered on the grass in front of the building.

These monks were either standing or meditating, and each of them carried an impressive breath.

One of the monks' hair turned out to be a burning flame.

And his eyes were like burning fireballs.

Wherever he walked, there will be burnt footprints, and the flame will last forever.

There is also a monk who is meditating. He is not sitting on the grass, but cross-legged in the rushing stream.

The stream flowing next to him will quickly freeze into ice, and after sliding past him, it will quickly melt into water.

There is also a woman with an extremely thin body. At a glance, her body is almost like a slender stick.

But the breath radiating from her body was like a wild beast, which made people almost clot their blood and couldn't breathe.

There is also an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a black robe, when standing there, it looks like a black hole, which can absorb all the surrounding light, darkness and vitality.

The flowers and plants growing around him all died.

The other monks also have their own characteristics.

There are also teenagers who seem to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, and beautiful girls.

However, the realm of these monks has at least reached the second level of true fairyland.

Among them, there are even powerful monks with the sixth and even seventh levels of True Wonderland! Seeing the deacon leading Chu Yan over, the eyes of most of the people present immediately focused on Chu Yan.

However, when they discovered that Chu Yan's realm was "only" the second level of True Wonderland, they stopped paying attention.

Chu Yan didn't care about this.

These people have nothing to do with him. He joined this team just to learn more about Wang Yang.

At the same time, I also want to know what this team wants to do when they enter Wangyang.

Xiangmen Wangyang, in the records left by Jiu Tianjun, is a very mysterious place, and few people know it.

Even if someone wanted to go, they wouldn't be so fanatical.

At this time, two monks walked in the direction of Chu Yan and the deacon.

These two are male repairers, but one is tall and the other is short.

The smaller one was only a little above the waist of the other monk.

But no one at the scene dared to underestimate him.

Because this little monk is the only Seventh Real Wonderland here.

And his eyes are white and black.

The white one has only white eyes.

The black one has only black pupils.

When he looked at someone with his eyes, it immediately made people feel a sense of horror and chills in the back.

When the two came to Chu Yan, the burly male Xiu was straightforward: "You want to join us and go to the Xiangmen Wangyang to hunt for treasure?"

"Yes it is."

Chu Yan answered.

Looking at Chu Yan, the burly male Xiu said again, "Do you know anything about Wang Yang?"

Chu Yan showed off the scroll he had just bought.

There was a hint of brilliance in the eyes of the burly male Xiu, but he quickly concealed the past and said, "You are not high, but there is nothing wrong with joining us. If you want to come, we welcome you.

The time is three days later, we set off here.

As for remuneration, it is fifty old coins. In addition, the treasures you get in the ocean of the family belong to you. "

On the way just now, the deacon gave Chu Yan a general explanation of the rewards for recruiting monks in the Blackforge City to hunt for treasure.

Under normal circumstances, it is twenty to forty old coins.

Once you break through this range, it means that going to the secret realm of treasure hunting will be quite dangerous.

This is already a matter of convention, so generally no one will make a special explanation.

As long as it exceeds the range of twenty to forty ancient coins, then it is conceited.

Chu Yan knew this rule, so he didn't ask much at this time, and agreed to the two monks' request.

The two monks asked Chu Yan if he wanted to stay here and wait.

According to them, in order to allow the monks present to go to Xiangmen Wangyang in the best condition, they specially rented this place and arranged a large array of spirit transfers to condense a large amount of pure aura for the monks to practice.

But Chu Yan said that he had other things to do, and would come here on time in three days, and then left with the deacon.

After Chu Yan left, the two monks returned to where they were before.

It is beside a rock.

After standing still, the short cultivator had two rays of light in his eyes, one black and one white.

Immediately, their figures seemed to be "embedded" into the void.

At this time, when other monks looked at them, they would feel that they were the same as usual, without the slightest difference.

In fact, the two of them have entered a folded void at this time.

In this void, the content of their conversation, including their physical actions, will not be spied on by other people.

"That kid has a problem."

Said the burly monk.

"Yes, he is not normal."

The little monk snorted coldly, "There are very few people who know about it, and anyone who understands knows how dangerous it is.

And this kid, he asked for the news of Wang Yang on his own. "

"Could he just help others to find the way, just like us..." Before the burly monk finished speaking, the short monk waved his hand and interrupted his words: "No matter what his purpose is, we only Just wait and see the changes, there is no need to be too nervous because of him, or even change the plan."

The burly monk frowned: "Will this matter..." The little monk seemed to know what he was going to say, shook his head and said, "If we have to say this little thing, it will make people think that we are unfavorable."

The burly monk thought for a while, and said: "What you said makes sense, then we only need to pay attention to this monk a little bit."

"Not bad."

The little monk waved his hand, "True Wonderland Duality, there is no need to be nervous. If he has any purpose, you and I can kill him like an ant."

Just when the two monks were discussing, Chu Yan, under the guidance of the deacon, came to the auction venue that was about to start soon.

This is a huge square, with wooden houses hanging on the surrounding walls.

But no matter whether it was visual inspection or divine inspection, there was no way to see the scene inside the wooden house.

Obviously this is an arrangement made to prevent someone from snooping on the identity of the guest.

After the deacon helped Chu Yan arrange for a while, Chu Yan walked towards the wooden house marked 527.