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    (The second update is late, there are nearly 500 votes today, the results are not bad, keep up the good work) Wulong City is the main city of Wulong County, one of the eight counties in Yingzhou.  Two hours after the rain, relying on the powerful horse power of the black-maned horse, Tang Xuan appeared outside Wulong City.  The towering black city wall is like a giant dragon winding on the ground. The wall is 30 meters high. There are teams of heavily armored soldiers patrolling it. In a world where warriors are everywhere, the power of powerful warriors is enough to turn over rivers and seas, and they possess many incredible powers.  , so the real majesty of the city exceeded Tang Xuan's imagination.  Riding their horses to the outside of the city gate, there was a long snake-like queue at the city gate.  Tang Xuan already knew from the eloquent talks of the warriors in the tea shed that Wulong City was open, otherwise he would not have taken a detour and passed by here, so he was prepared for everything in front of him.  Instead of following the team slowly, Tang Xuan rode his horse to the city gate.  "Stop, who dares to break into Wulong City without permission! I don't want to live anymore!" Several fully armed soldiers rushed out from the city gate, their eyes shining brightly, and they were obviously all members of the Lian family.  Tang Xuan didn¡¯t answer, took out the sect¡¯s nameplate and threw it over.  "Disciples of the Yunxiao Sect!" After the soldiers saw the nameplate clearly, their attitude changed drastically. They handed the nameplate back and made way for them: "Young hero, please come in." Tang Xuan rode into Wulong City.  Yingzhou is the headquarters of the Yunxiao Sect. With the strong influence of the seventh-grade sect, this privilege is still available. If he has the privilege, Tang Xuan will not be stupid enough to queue up outside for an hour or two.  Entering the city, the first thing you see is a wide and straight road, which can allow eight carriages to run parallel to each other, running through the entire Wulong City.  On both sides of the road, various shops are lined up in rows. The prosperity is no less than that of a modern city, but there are no skyscrapers.  Perhaps because the market was about to open, the roads were bustling with people and it was so crowded that Tang Xuan simply dismounted, stored his black-maned horse in the horse stable at the gate of the city, and started walking in the city.  When it was getting dark, Tang Xuan found a restaurant that looked very unique, ordered a table of wine and food, tasted the local delicacies, and listened to the people around him talking about anecdotes about the world, which was quite pleasant.  We stayed at Wulong Restaurant that night.  The next day, early in the morning, Tang Xuan woke up from bed, full of energy. In fact, warriors can recover their physical strength by meditating without sleeping, and they can also practice training at the same time. However, eating and sleeping are human instincts. Even if you practice to the realm of bigu,  I still taste delicious food, and the same goes for sleeping, which is more of a kind of relaxation and enjoyment.  Unless he reaches the critical days of breakthrough, Tang Xuan will practice day and night, otherwise he should sleep when he should usually.  After washing up and going downstairs to have some breakfast, Tang Xuan went out.  Fang Market is located in the northwest of Wulong City, covering an area of ??100 acres. It is only open on certain days. On this day, countless warriors will flock in. As long as they pay a certain fee, they can set up a street stall in Fang City, and  Whether other people are buying or selling, or bartering, it's just a trade fair.  Arrive at the gate of Fangshi.  Since he was not planning to set up a stall, Tang Xuan entered the market after paying an entry fee of one tael of silver.  As soon as you enter, a surge of popularity hits your face, and a dense noise rushes into your ears.  Tang Xuan took a closer look and saw that there were four roads crisscrossing the market, forming a "well" shape. On both sides of the road, there were small grids made of stone slabs with a length of two meters and a width of two meters. Each small grid represented a stall.  .  It¡¯s still early, but these stalls are already 70% full, and there are more people walking around. Many of them are standing by the stalls, haggling loudly with the stall owners on certain items.  Wherever Tang Xuan looked, more than 90% of them were warriors.  Although ordinary people are not allowed to enter the market, it is meaningless for ordinary people to come in. There are all kinds of ordinary things in the shops in Wulong City. Only people with special needs such as warriors will come to the market, hoping to find something that will help them improve their strength.  items.  Therefore, many stall owners in the market clearly require bartering.  Although Tang Xuan has never been to Fangshi, he has countless notes in the sect, and he also knows about it. He has read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. The actual value of those seemingly useless notes on the world is not worse than the secret books, especially for a person.  Rookies who are new to the world are even more precious, which is also a major benefit of entering the sect.  Tang Xuan wandered along the road casually.  He didn't have a very specific goal when he came to Fangshi. If there were any, it would be best to have high-grade cultivation elixirs, but that is obviously impossible. High-grade cultivation elixirs are very important to warriors.  More important than anything else, it cannot be bought with money, it is purely priceless.    So he came with the mentality of increasing his knowledge and it would be better if he could pick up one or two interesting items.  Some stalls hold swords and other weapons, and some stalls hold medicinal herbs and elixirs.  Tang Xuan¡¯s soul power scanned it, and it turned out that they were all very ordinary goods, which meant that low-level warriors might still be in demand.  After walking for a while, Tang Xuan saw a stall with a lot of people in front of it. He quickly walked over and squeezed into the crowd to see what was on sale.  I saw that the stall owner was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. There was a wooden board stuck next to him, with a line of words written on it: "White-level low-level secrets are worth fifty thousand taels of silver each. White-level intermediate swordsmanship secrets can be exchanged for swordsmanship secrets of the same level."  On the stall in front of him, there were several thin books. Next to each book, there were small words indicating the secret level.  Tang Xuan took a look and saw that there were Bai-level low-level martial arts "Ling Yuan Gong", Bai-level low-level martial arts "Rolling Stone Palm", Bai-level low-level martial arts "Big Sun Fist", Bai-level low-level body skills "Water Without Trace", and so on.  There is a white-level intermediate martial arts book "Qingfeng Sword Technique" placed at the feet of a gloomy middle-aged man.  No wonder this stall is so busy. White-level secrets are rare for ordinary warriors.  "Boss, it's cheaper. You can sell me this "Ling Yuan Gong" for 40,000 silver." "Brother, do you want to sell "Fist of the Sun" for 45,000 silver?" ""Qingfeng Sword Technique", I'll give you 150,000.  "Two silver coins." The gloomy middle-aged man said impatiently: "You can't even read. There are fifty thousand low-level white-level secret books. "Qingfeng Sword Technique" only changes sword skills. Don't give me any nonsense."  The middle-aged man had a bad attitude, but those warriors had no intention of leaving. Soon, several white-level low-level secret books were swept away, leaving only one "Qingfeng Sword Technique", because they had to barter,  No one can come up with a sword skill secret book of the same level.  The gloomy middle-aged man is not in a hurry and refuses to sell it no matter how much others ask.  Tang Xuan watched the excitement for a while and then withdrew from the crowd. He was not interested in these secrets that ordinary warriors flocked to. He thought that there were many white-level low-level secrets in his ring, which were of no use, so he might as well sell them.  After another thought, he was not in a hurry. There was a lot of bartering in this market. Since the secret book was so popular, he might as well keep it and see if he could exchange it for something useful.
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