This city gives Chen Fan the feeling that it is particularly large. Any building is much larger than outside.

"Does these houses be made for monsters? Why are they built so big?" Chen Fan couldn't help but complain after he came to his guest room.

The rooms he lives in are nearly three times larger than those he lived in other places before.

"I guess the architectural style here is like this, and there is nothing to be surprised about." Senior Taotie said lightly.

He is a great man who has traveled through the heavens and the world. Seeing such a small scene in front of him, he was not curious at all.

"I heard that the city lord stationed here in the Xuanyuan Dynasty is a powerful god-level man. I wonder if it is true or false?" Chen Fan murmured to himself.

Taotie thought for a while, then replied, "I think it's true. The sects here are as fierce as wealthy wolf, tiger and leopard. If you don't find someone with stronger strength, you won't be able to stop the place."

Chen Fan also nodded secretly.

The sects here are indeed more arrogant than other places. He remembered that when he first came to Zhongzhou, those sects lived in seclusion in the mountains.

The situation in front of us is particularly different. The disciples of the sect are walking in the city swaggeringly, as if the city is theirs.

"Wait. According to the domineering personality of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, I guess it will not take long to calm down here." Taotie said firmly.

When he was staying in Chen Fan's dantian, he secretly observed the momentum of the contemporary war king. According to his temper, he would definitely not allow such unstable factors to appear in his own territory.

Chen Fan nodded. He also knew very well what his master's personality was.

Then he sat cross-legged and practiced overnight. The next morning, he arrived on the street.

Although it was still early, there were already bustling crowds of people flowing on the streets.

He saw many stalls on both sides of the city road section, and he was a little curious. For such a big city, is there no place to sell things?

However, it is not easy for him to ask others directly to avoid being misunderstood by others.

In the city, there are many people from the Xuanyuan Dynasty constantly checking. Seeing their appearance, Chen Fan knew in his mind that setting up a stall here should be approved.

Otherwise, according to the personalities of these casual cultivators, they would never dare to take the blame for the world and set up street stalls directly on the Xuanyuan Dynasty's territory.

However, Chen Fan suddenly discovered a problem. When many people trade, they actually use secular property.

According to his understanding, the transactions between monks should be made of spirit stones. But he saw a monk taking out a large amount of gold and buying things from another monk.

So he was a little moved.

In the previous Niutou Mountains, he obtained a large amount of gold, but he didn't know how to spend it.

He looked down on things in the mortal world, but monks would not accept these secular property.

He walked to a stall casually and saw many inferior martial arts on the ground, but those martial arts all had extremely domineering names.

Chen Fan casually pointed to a book and asked, "What is the approximate price of this book?"

The stall owner didn't bother to stop and immediately replied: "One-price, two hundred taels of gold."

Hearing his words, Chen Fan almost laughed out loud. Unexpectedly, this place really uses gold as a unit of measurement, which was beyond his expectations.

The man saw that Chen Fan had no desire to buy, so he said in anger.

"Do you buy it or not? If you don't buy it, leave here quickly and don't block other people."

After hearing his words, Chen Fan was not angry and turned around and left.

It is very difficult for a stall owner like him to make him speak in a good voice.

After walking on several identical streets, Chen Fan was also observing carefully, but he didn't see what he wanted to use.

"I guess the treasures here are not unique. If you want to find something better, you have to continue looking forward." Chen Fan said to him.

After another blind trip, he finally saw a magnificent hall.

When he wanted to walk in, he stopped him.

"If you want to enter this place, you must pay the fee for a medium-grade spirit stone." The staff said politely.

Chen Fan was just a little scared. What kind of gold-selling cave is this? When you come in and take a look, you have to ask for a medium-grade spirit stone.

However, he did not hesitate and directly paid the spirit stone and walked in with great strides.

Now he has a very generous net worth and doesn't take such a small amount of money seriously.

Ordinary monks do not think that a medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for a hundred low-grade spirit stones. In some black markets, they can even be exchanged for higher prices.

Seeing the man in black in front of him, he took out a medium-grade spirit stone so readily. The staff naturally did not dare to neglect and respectfully welcomed Chen Fan.

A high-quality customer like him only needs to buy a valuable and good thing, and the commission he collected is enough for him and his servants to spend a long time.

As soon as he entered the trading hall, Chen Fan discovered that the place was not bad. Those who could come here must be people with some value.

He just saw several people with the same cultivation level as him, although they were much older than him.

There are also several strong men in the realm of the Gods, standing casually in a corner of the hall, as if they were the custodians here.

"It seems that the city lord is very concerned about this trading hall..." Chen Fan said in a thoughtful mood.

He was not wrong. This place can bring huge income every year, and the city lord really cares about it here very much.

Although he is a strong man in the realm of the God King, if he wants to make progress in his cultivation, he must support him through a large amount of material.

This place complements his pockets very well, allowing him to continue practicing with his natural treasures.

At this time, an old white-bearded man sat casually on the ground. Although he looked particularly indecent, no one dared to stop his behavior.

The white-bearded old man looked at the people on the field casually, his lazy expression did not change at all. It seemed that this place was not the most precious trading hall in the city, but his back garden.

"Who is this old man? Is there no one to take care of him when I sit here so arrogantly?" a young man asked to his companion.

When his companion heard this person's words, he quickly covered his mouth and warned him not to cause trouble.

"This old senior is very strong, you have to be careful. Someone has seen him take action before, and one punch can make a stone powder."

And the expression of the young man just now suddenly changed tremendously. Is such an inconspicuous old man actually a strong man?
Chapter completed!