Not long after, the vast city was close at hand.

Lynard is riding a white horse with a casual posture, like an ordinary Taoist priest walking down the mountain and walking in the rivers and lakes, with a calm face.

However, a breeze blew by, and his expression suddenly wrinkled slightly, as if he was hesitant.

He raised his head and glanced at the huge plaque hanging on the city gate. The three gilded fonts of Xuanling City were written in unusually neat and beautiful ways, which was reassuring.

"Well... let's go." He shook the whip rope and followed the flow of people into the city.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going.

There are all kinds of people selling goods, shopping, and displaying goods. It is like a lively market, very natural.

Vendors setting up stalls on the street are haggling with people, and people shopping in various shops are constantly passing by, creating a prosperous scene.

Lynard was like a drop of water entering the ocean, unable to attract anyone's attention.

Although his white horse is an unusual fetish, it is not a mortal thing at first glance. When the black bear spirit sat down, it lacked sufficient energy supply. Now, Linard is instilling high-intensity immortal power into it at any time, and the skeleton is full of energy.

It showed up and was very extraordinary.

"Oh, really."

Linard muttered to himself and muttered something casually.

As his words settled, they triggered a chain reaction.

The street went from bustling with people to silence in an instant. Everyone turned their heads and stared at him blankly, as if they only saw Linnard's existence clearly at this moment.

Everyone had expressionless faces, their dark eyes, and their hands still maintained their original movements, which was extremely strange.

Linard, who was in the center of the storm, ignored him. He gently flicked the reins, and the white horse under his crotch puffed out a two-foot-long white smoke from its nostrils, and walked slowly into the city as if there was no one around.

Following his movements, the originally stiff crowd became active again, and each one continued the actions they had been doing before. The noises rang out and spread out. The whole street and the city were as slow as a clockwork machine.

Get active.

However, wherever Linnard walked, the sound of conversation always gradually and strangely weakened.

After entering the city, it was necessary to dismount. Linard turned over and led the white horse, like a tourist wandering around, looking at this and that, full of curiosity.

Occasionally, I stopped again, my curiosity aroused, and I squeezed in the crowd to take a look at the excitement.

He led the tall horse and insisted on squeezing to the center to take a look. Sometimes he would make comments about the vendors who were bargaining and the people who were buying goods, causing them to roll their eyes.

"Sure enough, there is no one in the whole street whose strength is below that of a monk. At least they are all high-level monks, not much different from a bishop."

The foundation of this world is so terrifying.

The things they sell are not ordinary things, they include spiritual herbs, elixirs, and spiritual food.

Spirit crystals are the lowest-grade gadgets, and some people even took out spirit stones to pay for them. The concentration of those stones has exceeded a certain limit. A single low-grade spirit stone is comparable to the spirit crystal reactor of the HMS Royal.

Lynard even noticed that some shops had signs stating that they only accepted spiritual stone transactions and did not accept credit.

Obviously, spiritual stones are the general equivalent in this world, replacing the status of coins.

Gold and silver are just the most worthless trinkets. Only merchants who sell food will accept gold transactions, and they will put on a bad face, as if they have suffered a huge loss.

"It's a pity, it's all nonsense..." Linard kept talking, wondering if robbing all these people's spiritual stones would help the spiritual technology of the main plane to climb to a higher level.

Therma introduced to him that researchers at the Royal Academy of Science and Technology had complained more than once about the lack of spiritual power supply and the inability to calculate many calculations. Otherwise, their research would definitely be able to reach a higher level and develop more terrifying weapons.

thing.

Those guys who almost sold their lives to the truth can risk losing control and go forward to contact the forbidden evil gods, just to find a piece of knowledge that can inspire them.

If they saw so many spiritual stones, I am afraid that none of the researchers at the Royal Academy of Science and Technology would go crazy.

After looking at it for a while, he could only shake his head regretfully and continue walking down.

Long before entering the city, Linnard discovered that the city was very strange and gave people an extremely frightening and rotten atmosphere.

Thinking of the rumors about the so-called forbidden place in Sha Wu's memory, he also had a presumption about this.

However, he was not in a hurry to escape. Instead, he had a tentative mentality. By the way, he also wanted to take a closer look at what these weird creatures that were said to be immortal were.

This trip really proved the rumors to be true.

Just as he was holding the horse and observing as if no one else was there under countless strange eyes, he suddenly saw a young woman wearing bright colors in front of him.

From the very beginning, Linard discovered that in this dead city, no one could wear anything but black, white, and gray, occasionally mixed with a few other colors, but they were extremely rare, as if this place was characterized by these three colors.

Color is respected.

But this woman was wearing an unusually gorgeous lavender gauze skirt, she was bright and beautiful, and her body exuded a sweet human scent.

Her facial features are very pretty, but not gorgeous, but soft and beautiful, as if you will never forget her after just one look, and her expression is a little confused.

Walking in the busy city, the woman held the sword tightly in her hand, looking nervous and a little at a loss.

She could feel the strange and malicious gazes everywhere, her eyes were slightly frightened, and questions kept echoing in her mind: Where am I... Where is this, etc.

Compared with the bustling market, the woman was simply out of place, and the atmosphere was particularly weird.

But it seemed that except for Linnard, no one else paid much attention to this young woman, and they were all sitting around doing their own things.

Even if they have repeated the same bargaining words more than ten times.

"Oh, we can actually meet other people?"

Lynard muttered something, emphasizing the word "human".

With a smile on his face, he greeted the woman from afar: "Hey, this way, you."

The woman was startled and looked towards him.

"Come here, come here."

Lynard smiled and waved, not caring about her reaction, calling softly.

The woman in purple clothes had always been nervous. When she saw a strange man calling her, she was immediately frightened. She was trembling all over, biting her lower lip and looking at Linnard with suspicious eyes for a long time, then suddenly stepped away, and then

Want to escape!

"Hey, it's really..."

Linard shook his head, and his figure became slightly ethereal for a moment.

The pupils of the two people who were talking next to them shrank slightly, and they glanced in surprise at the man holding the white horse not far away. At this moment, his hand was holding the arm of a trembling woman in purple.

Glancing at the two passers-by, Linnard frowned slightly.

The two passers-by's unchanging smiles froze slightly, and they quickly came back to their senses, pretending not to see it, and started talking to themselves again.

Linard withdrew his attention, looked at the woman who was about to cry out of fear, and asked softly: "Who are you and what is your name?"

Hearing Linnard take the initiative to talk to her made her nervous even more. She trembled and covered her mouth tightly. Her big eyeballs were rolling around, and crystal liquid seeped out. She blinked her eyelashes.

I almost cried.

Linnard had no idea that his conversation almost made her cry. He couldn't help but smile helplessly, released his grip on her, and introduced himself: "I forgot to mention, my name is... Jiang Liu

Son, he is a..."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the absent-minded white horse, and said with a smile: "...the Buddhist learner."

The woman in purple who was almost frightened to tears heard his words, but her whole body was shaken. She shook her head, stood up straight, and said in surprise: "Jiang Liu'er? You said, you, you, you..." She seemed a little excited.

, slurring his words: "Buddhist learner!!"

"Um...yes, what's wrong?"

Linard didn't expect that his casually made-up identity would cause such a big reaction from the woman, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Um...that's not right." The confused woman's IQ seemed to go online for a short time. Her eyes tentatively looked around Linnard, and murmured: "According to legend, people who seek scriptures are all four.

Personally, you have a white horse, which is consistent with this characteristic...but, where is your apprentice?"

"Apprentice?" Linard chuckled, looked around, and said, "He went to beg for alms."

"Oh." The woman nodded, as if she believed this sentence, but then she suddenly got excited and said, "That's not right, isn't the person who learned the scriptures a monk? You have hair and a bun, so you are obviously a Taoist priest!

"

"Well……"

Linard rubbed his bun and said: "Buddha is actually the Tao, and you don't understand even if he says it. In short, I am a Buddhist practitioner. What's wrong? You seem to be surprised when you hear about my profession? You

Do you know the person who learned the scriptures?"

Listening to him saying some words that she half understood and half didn't understand, the woman in purple seemed slightly confused. She shook her head and nodded again.

"Career... um, okay." Her eyes were confused and her pupils were dilated, as if she couldn't find the focus.

"By the way, I'm here to look for the scripture collector!" As if she recalled something, the woman in purple exclaimed softly, suddenly realizing!

"Weird things appear frequently in the city. Only those who seek scriptures can avoid the disaster. If the search fails, everyone in the city will die!"

She recited this sentence word by word, expounding it over and over again, with an extremely serious look on her face.

It seemed that someone had used great power to forcefully plant this sentence into her mind, making it indelible.

"Um?"
To be continued...