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Chapter 202 Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword(2/2)

For example, there are records on the top ten decent sects, the top ten demon sects, etc., as well as sects such as Xiaoji Palace on the Arctic ice sheet.

At the end of the letter, the Yuanying monk mentioned that he had heard that a spiritual object appeared somewhere overseas that could help break through the middle stage of Yuanying.

So, this person went to sea to look for it, and then there was no more content in the handbook.

"It seems that this Great Jin Yuanying must have been sucked into the ghost fog during that trip to sea. He was also unlucky!"

Putting away the note, Ye Changsheng's eyes flashed.

Dajin, I have to go there sooner or later. I have to visit this holy place for spiritual practice in the human world.

Ye Changsheng put the spirit stones, exercises and a selected magic weapon into his storage bag, and put the rest of the things into another storage bag.

Now, hanging on his waist are two bulging oversized storage bags and an oversized spirit beast bag.

"If you put this in the Beggar Clan, you would be a three-bag elder!" Ye Changsheng complained in his heart.

After a period of galloping, Ye Changsheng arrived outside Tianxing City, put on Qianhuan Mask, changed his appearance and breath, and entered the city.

Although there are two saints in the city, but with the magic of Qian Huan Mask, it is almost impossible for him to be discovered in this city.

Even the spiritual consciousness of the late Nascent Soul monks may not be able to see through this disguise.

Not to mention, it is impossible for the Twin Saints of Heaven and Star to have nothing to do. They release their spiritual consciousness every day to check people who enter Heavenly Star City.

So he entered the city with confidence and boldness.

After walking in the city for a while, Ye Changsheng saw the Miaoyinmen store.

This store looks like it has undergone some expansion and is much more luxurious than before.

"It seems that Miaoyinmen has developed quite well in these years!"

Ye Changsheng thought for a while and walked into the shop. A young woman immediately walked up to him.

"What do guests want? The elixirs, magical instruments, talismans, etc. sold by our Miaoyinmen are all in full range and of high quality!"

The girl, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, had gleaming eyes and a sweet smile. She introduced various products of Miaoyinmen to Ye Changsheng in a voice as clear as an oriole.

Ye Changsheng listened absently, but his consciousness had already spread out and swept towards the shop.

However, as soon as his consciousness left his body, he felt a resistance.

"Huh? It seems that the Miaoyin Sect has really changed the gun for a cannon. This level of restrictions has been used. Even ordinary Nascent Soul monks can't break through such restrictions with their spiritual consciousness, right?"

Ye Changsheng's eyes flickered, hesitating in his heart whether to forcefully break through this restriction.

He wanted to see if Zi Ling and Zhou Yuan were in this store.

But after thinking about it for a while, he gave up. It would be easy to break through such a restriction with his spiritual consciousness, but that would inevitably cause quite a stir.

This goes against my idea of ​​entering the city in a low profile.

"It seems that the Miaoyin Sect has developed very rapidly over the years. This is good, as it can help me deal with these things that come from killing people and taking treasures!"

"I just don't know if the Miaoyin Sect still recognizes me as an elder?"

An inexplicable look flashed in Ye Changsheng's eyes. He handed a transmission note to the girl next to him and said:

"Give this to your sect master and say that an old friend is visiting!"

With that said, he walked out of the shop and left Tianxing City.

Outside Tianxing City, on Nanming Island, a ray of light quickly arrived here.

Ye Changsheng's figure appeared here. He looked around and entered a teahouse on Nanming Island.

"Sir, please come in!" the waiter said enthusiastically as he came up to us.

"Arrange a private room for me on the second floor!" Ye Changsheng said.

"Oh, please come with me!"

Under the leadership of the teahouse waiter, Ye Changsheng came to the private room on the second floor, poured a cup of tea, and waited quietly.

Nanming Island is the closest transfer station to Tianxing City. Although it is not large in area, there are a large number of Star Palace monks stationed inside. This can also be regarded as the outer sentry of Star Palace.

On weekdays, this island is very lively, with many mortal monks coming and going, so many teahouses and the like have been opened.

The teahouse that Ye Changsheng entered was very ordinary, and both monks and mortals could come and go.

There are also many teahouses specially opened for monks on this island, and mortals are strictly prohibited from entering them.

In those teahouses, different levels of services are even customized according to the monks' cultivation. This is also a major feature of this island.

Not long after Ye Changsheng sat on the island, his spiritual consciousness saw a ray of light flying quickly from outside the island.

In the escaping light was a familiar figure.

Ye Changsheng thought and sent a message.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Please come in!"

As he finished speaking, the door to the room was opened, and a young woman with a graceful figure and a veil covering her face walked in.
Chapter completed!
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