Wushan Mountain was originally located under the forest by the North Sea. It was the cave of the Saint Yanhe and the work of the Saint Yanhe.

Although the cave collapsed afterwards because Ye Shengge forced the land to break through, many monks later found the ruins of Wushan underground and opened them up.

However, it was an independent world before, but now it is just an underground world dug out by monks.

There are big differences.

Moreover, after so many years, countless wild cultivators come and go to that world. In the foggy mountains today, there is probably nothing to find.

Wild cultivators are no better than these monks of the three religions, and they will never let go of anything like magic weapons.

When they go in and out, they are like locusts passing through the border, leaving nothing behind.

However, Li Fuyao still came because although the things in the fog mountain have been cleaned up, this place has become a place where wild cultivators gather. There are a large number of wild cultivators here to exchange items, and many treasures claimed to be found in the fog mountain are also in the brothel market here.

Although this is an underground world, it is still prosperous.

The wild cultivators are different from the monks of the Three Sects. They have no Taoist tradition and naturally have no backing. They have to be careful when they live on weekdays. There are many gathering places like this. They live mostly in these dark places.

Only a few people can see the blue sky and white clouds.

But even the monks in the South China Sea had to leave when facing the saints.

Walking through the very long underground passage, Li Fuyao spent a lot of demon pills along the way before he walked safely to the depths of the ground. Although magic weapons and cultivation secrets are the favorite things of wild cultivators, Li Fuyao only has demon pills.

Ye Shengge and Li Fuyao walked side by side in the not-so-spacious passage. Along the way, you could see many wild cultivators who were eager to rush along the way, but most of them ignored Li Fuyao and Ye Shengge. Only a small part of them looked at the two of them with some suspicion.

Both of them are cultivators in the sea, so they naturally have the ability to make people unable to see their faces clearly, but even so, their aura is not comparable to others.

After passing through the long underground passage, the two of them came to the ground. As soon as they walked into it, they could see countless night pearls embedded above their heads, illuminating the place like daytime.

In front of you, there were some scattered buildings, and then further forward, there was a road that had been paved long ago. There were many wild cultures on both sides of the road.

In a further distance, some caves, some strong or weak auras should be the residences of some wild cultivators.

The avenue is very spacious and can accommodate at least a dozen people walking side by side.

Some scattered wild cultivators squatted in front of some street stalls and were bargaining with the stall owners, which was very similar to the people in the secular world buying groceries.

In fact, there are much more fireworks on the Ye Xiu than the monks of the Three Sects.

Walking on this avenue, Li Fuyao slowed down and did not walk over the stalls one by one, but was chatting with Ye Shengge.

"He is a man who likes to keep notes. He will definitely keep some things, but I don't know if they will be destroyed."

"A man who keeps a note?"

Ye Shengge looked into the distance and said, "He may be the one who has gone the farthest in this regard, but there is no need to place all his hopes on him."

Li Fuyao breathed a turbid breath and smiled and said, "It's just a matter of doing our best."

Ye Shengge nodded, stopped in front of a stall somewhere, and looked at one of the wooden hairpins. The stall owner was an old monk, with a low level, but he was quite old. He must be four or five hundred years old, and he was in his twilight years. It seemed that he would not live long.

His hair was gray, but there was no vicissitudes in his eyes. He looked like a twenty-year-old young man, and he was still full of vitality.

Seeing Ye Shengge stopping in front of him, he also noticed Ye Shengge's gaze. The old monk smiled and said, "Miss has such a good eye. This wooden hairpin is indeed the cheapest item here."

The old monk's words were interesting, but Ye Shengge was not a girl who liked to joke, so she just watched and was not in a hurry to reply.

But Li Fuyao came over quickly and asked with a smile: "How to sell this wooden hairpin?"

The old monk glanced at Li Fuyao, unwilling to pay attention to this boy who couldn't even see his face clearly.

"If this girl wants it, I will send this wooden hairpin out. If you buy it, well... the young master's demon pill is really good. It would be great to replace this wooden hairpin." The old monk looked at the demon pill that Li Fuyao took out and smiled.

Li Fuyao put the demon pill from the morning and evening realm into the palm of the old monk, then bent down to get the wooden hairpin, and then asked casually: "Where did this wooden hairpin come from?"

Ye Shengge and Qinghuai have very similarities, that is, they are unwilling to use things that others have used, so they must ask clearly the origin, otherwise Ye Shengge will not be worn on their heads after buying them.

"When it comes to this wooden hairpin, it's really legendary. It was when I was traveling through mountains and rivers. I saw it by chance. It was just an ordinary branch, but it was naturally in this shape. I brought it to my side and never used it. Of course, I am not a woman. Now this girl's temperament is suitable for this wooden hairpin. If you buy it back, it's just right."

As he spoke, the old monk had already packed the demon pill and even started packing things from the stall. This demon pill in the morning and evening realm was enough for many people to make him think about it, so he had to leave as soon as possible.

Li Fuyao did not stop him, but just held the wooden hairpin and then continued to move forward. But at this moment, a sound suddenly began to come out of the front, and several majestic auras were even produced.

It seems that several monks climbing the tower fought.

Li Fuyao looked into the distance and felt something interesting, but he also knew that the monks who climbed the tower must be fighting for something.

The old monk here looked over and suddenly looked in disbelief, "Is Tianbao born?"

Tianbao?!

These two words are attractive to everyone here. Almost all the magic weapons in Wushan have been taken away. Most of the reason why they stay here is because of this Tianbao.

Li Fuyao was not interested in what Tianbao, but just handed the wooden hairpin in his hand to Ye Shengge.

The latter remained indifferent.

Li Fuyao laughed and said, "What's wrong?"

Ye Shengge still didn't say anything.

Li Fuyao then understood. He reached out and pinned the wooden hairpin to Ye Shengge's hairpin.

She was originally a very beautiful woman, but after having this wooden hairpin, she became more elegant.

Li Fuyao said, "It looks so good."

Ye Shengge didn't say that the old monk on the side had rolled his eyes, thinking, why am I still watching this scene at such an age?

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