The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

After leaving Chunyang Sect, Li Xiaofan was flying in the air without anyone.

In Feizhou's pavilion, Huang Suifeng looked at Li Xiaofan.

"Sir, should we go back to Fengling Sect directly now?"

After thinking about it for a while, Li Xiaofan still shook his head.

"Going back is going back, but it's not us, it's you who go back."

The four of them were taken aback when they heard this.

"Sir, what do you mean..."

Li Xiaofan: "The four of you can just go back and manage the sect and the city below well. At the same time, continue to be wary of the Chunyang Sect."

"As for me, I want to go to Yunmeng Plain to see and do some things."

Upon hearing this, Huang Suifeng immediately frowned.

"Sir, you don't really want to go to the Xianbao Tower headquarters to get that so-called cross-sea flying boat!"

"We have all understood before that you have a dispute with this Immortal Treasure Tower, and the other party is very strong. What if there is danger?"

Li Xiaofan waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm just going to take a look, nothing will happen."

"Maybe it won't take long before I'll be back on my own."

Seeing that Li Xiaofan had made up his mind, the four of them didn't know what to say.

After the flying boat was far away from Chunyang Sect, Li Xiaofan asked Hua Chengfeng to stop the flying boat and explain a few words.

He let the four of them go back, but he left alone.

In the forest, Li Xiaofan took out the message jade talisman and gave Zhou Yang an order before finding a cave and getting into it.

However, this time Li Xiaofan did not want to practice, but took out a disguise tool that he had not used for a long time and changed his face.

After that, he even changed his clothes, put on an iron mask that could block out the detection of spiritual consciousness, Shen Shen left the cave and flew up, heading all the way to Yunmeng Plain.

Previously, Li Xiaofan had already asked Hua Chengfeng and others about the location of Yunmeng Plain.

Time flies, it is more than a month later.

On this day, Li Xiaofan finally completely left the land surrounding the Fengshen Mountains and entered the so-called Yunmeng Plain.

However, the so-called Yunmeng Plain is not actually a great plain in the true sense.

Some of these places still have mountains and water.

It's just that these mountains are generally small and not many.

Compared with the continuous mountains in the Fengshen Mountains, it is no problem to call it a plain.

Looking along the way, Li Xiaofan also discovered something different.

That is this plain area. Compared to places in the Fengshen Mountains, the population and cities seem to be larger.

Mortals farming can be seen in many places, and there are even some low-level Qi refining monks using magic to help farmland grow.

It didn't take long, and Li Xiaofan finally found a city of decent size.

After thinking for a while, he flew down and arrived at the gate of the city.

This city is called Linggu City, and there are many people coming in and out of the city gate.

However, many of them were dressed as farmers, which surprised Li Xiaofan.

After paying the entrance fee, Li Xiaofan asked the gatekeeper about the location of the Immortal Cultivator Market and started moving forward.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the Immortal Cultivator Market, Li Xiaofan understood why this city was called Linggu City.

I saw only some common immortal cultivator shops on both sides of the market.

More shops sell so-called spiritual rice.

Li Xiaofan has been practicing for so long, but he seems to have never eaten spiritual rice.

In the past, most of what I ate was the meat of monster beasts.

At most, it is a delicacy cooked with some elixirs and monsters.

Feeling a little novel, Li Xiaofan walked into a Lingmi store.

The owner of the store is a middle-aged man with a fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining. When he sees customers coming to the door, he naturally entertains them warmly.

"Hey, this guest, do you want to buy spiritual rice?"

"The shop has various grades of Lingmi, as well as food cooked with Lingmi..."

While listening to the boss's introduction, Li Xiaofan walked to a large wooden barrel containing spiritual rice.

Li Xiaofan grabbed a small handful and looked at it.

Only then did I realize that this kind of rice was crystal clear and indeed contained a touch of aura.

On the side, the boss looked at Li Xiaofan, as if he had discovered something.

"Sir, is this your first time coming to our Yunmeng Plain?"

"Let me tell you, this spiritual rice is a specialty of our Yunmeng Plain."

"Eating spiritual rice regularly can not only strengthen your body, but also help improve your cultivation."

"The most important thing is that this kind of spiritual rice has no level limit and is useful for monks of any cultivation level."

"Not only the monks eat it, but even us mortals in Yunmeng Plain eat it."

Li Xiaofan nodded, feeling that this was indeed a good thing.

Even if you eat monster meat for a long time, you will get tired of it. It would also be nice to have some rice or egg fried rice once in a while.

"Boss, how do you sell this spiritual rice?"

Boss: "Sir, ordinary spiritual rice is one pound of low-grade spiritual stone, and medium spiritual rice is one pound of low-grade spiritual stone."

"The best kind is two low-grade spiritual stones per pound."

Li Xiaofan nodded: "Okay, pack two hundred kilograms of the best spiritual rice for me."

"And you, these rice cakes and rice cakes, also give me two hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

When the boss heard this, he was overjoyed and quickly thanked him and started filling the rice again.

After leaving the rice shop, Li Xiaofan continued to stroll around the Immortal Cultivator Market.

But not long after, Li Xiaofan narrowed his eyes and finally found a very familiar plaque.

That is Xianbao Tower.

It seemed that Lei Chongxiao was not lying. Xianbao Tower had indeed established stores in many cities.

Looking around, Li Xiaofan found that Xianbao Building was still the same as before, and the decorated shops were still so luxurious.

With a cold smile, Li Xiaofan walked into the main hall on the first floor of Xianbao Tower.

It's a familiar recipe, and it's a familiar taste.

The first floor of Xianbao Building is divided into several different areas, and behind each area stands a beautiful shopping guide.

When he saw a customer coming in, a beautiful woman came forward immediately.

"Sir, what do you need?"

Li Xiaofan has always recognized Xianbaolou's services.

"Do you have good yellow talisman paper and red talisman paper? I want the talisman ink too."

When the beautiful shopping guide heard this, she quickly smiled and nodded.

"Don't worry, sir, our class has everything in the Xianbao Building. Please come with me."

While talking, the beautiful shopping guide took Li Xiaofan to the area where talismans were sold.

After the two parties agreed on the price, Li Xiaofan directly asked for [-] red talisman papers and [-] yellow talisman papers.

Of course, there are also corresponding talismans.

When he was in Ping An City, Li Xiaofan bought [-] yellow talisman papers from a shop called Wanbao Pavilion.

I haven't finished the painting yet, but it's okay to reserve more. After all, I have money now.

But while Li Xiaofan was waiting for his opponent's points, there were quarreling sounds at the back of the hall of Xianbao Tower.

To be precise, one person is yelling and the other person is apologizing.

Originally, Li Xiaofan would not care about things like this.

But this time, Li Xiaofan frowned.

Because he seemed to hear a somewhat familiar voice...