Ordinary monks had to pay an entry fee of two spirit stones to enter the city. A team of dwarf warriors set up checkpoints to charge the fees.
Zhang Yang's middle-level Hanyan's cultivation is naturally not worth mentioning compared to many powerful people, but it is also unattainable for many aborigines in the fairy world.
Therefore, when Zhang Yang swaggered over and put the two spirit stones in the hands of the dwarf warrior, the dwarf warrior almost fell down in fright on the spot, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and returned the spirit stones.
It turned out that all monks above the level of God Transformation could enter the city free of charge.
Privilege exists wherever it is.
In the eyes of the cultivators above Huashen, the lives of dwarf warriors are not life at all. If they are unhappy, they can kill them at will, as long as they pay the city lord a small sum of spirit stones in the future-because these dwarf warriors, All are the private property of the mayor.
Knowing the situation, Zhang Yang shook his head with a wry smile, put away the spirit stone, and walked into the city.
As soon as he entered the city, he immediately felt a sense of restraint.
After trying to put it outside, I found that I was restricted within a radius of tens of meters and could not go any further.
Moreover, those buildings on the surrounding streets have unknown magic circles engraved on the walls, which cannot be penetrated by spiritual sense.
This made Zhang Yang slightly surprised.
"This senior should be coming to our Demon Blood City for the first time, right? I don't know what kind of service you need?"
At this time, a voice sounded in the ear. A young dwarf was pulling an ebony wooden cart with a flattering smile on his face, looking at Zhang Yang.
This ebony wooden cart looks very flexible at first glance, with fine workmanship, which is very in line with the techniques of dwarven craftsmen.
Zhang Yang has seen this kind of ebony chariot along the way, or a wind horse ox (the most common domesticated creature in the fairy world, similar to a horse, but it is more than a step faster in terms of size, strength and speed) double) pull the cart, or a strong dwarf pulls the cart.
The dwarves have been reduced to the same level as livestock, and their situation can be imagined.
Zhang Yang also needed a tour guide. He knew that although these dwarves lived at the bottom of the society, their minds were relatively clever, and they could just provide convenience for him.
So, stepping onto the ebony wooden cart.
Seeing this, the young dwarf immediately smiled even brighter: "Senior, please sit down, the little Ada is waiting for you. I don't know where the senior is going?"
"Let's just wander around in the Demon Blood City first. If you are satisfied, there will be so many spirit stones for you."
As Zhang Yang said, with a wave of his sleeve, ten spirit stones fell into the pocket of the young dwarf Ada.
The Devil's Blood City covers an area of one million miles, and under the effect of the air ban, it is not so easy to travel all over the city.
After all, if Zhang Yang ran wildly on the street, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of many people and bring a lot of inconvenience.
It would be very nice to use this ebony cart as a cover.
Ten spirit stones are nothing but drizzle to Zhang Yang. However, Zhang Yang knew that his middle-level Hanba strength was very high for ordinary people in the fairy world, but it was not enough for real masters.
Therefore, I don't want to appear too high-profile.
Even so, it was beyond Ada's expectation. Ada was taken aback for a moment, and then ecstatically.
"Thank you for the reward, senior. The little one will definitely satisfy you wholeheartedly. If you want to walk around in this magic blood city, choose the small one, you have found the right person. The little one has grown up in this magic blood city since childhood, and the people in the streets and alleys are very familiar."
While speaking, Ada had already pulled up the ebony cart and started running forward.
The strong muscles of the whole body, the footwork trained by long-term running, and the ebony wooden cart seem heavy, but the mechanism is flexible. After pulling it on, it is as easy as bare hands for Ada.
Ada is obviously very experienced, and his running speed is neither fast nor slow, which just allows Zhang Yang to clearly appreciate the scenery and style of the street.
The restriction of spiritual consciousness made Zhang Yang feel very uncomfortable at first. Looking at the bustling crowd and the bustling shops around the street, he really felt dizzy.
"Well! This Demon Blood City is quite prosperous. However, the restriction of spiritual consciousness is too strong." Zhang Yang sighed.
Although Ada is a lowly dwarf, he is very talkative. This may have been tempered by long-term career as a coachman.
Hearing this, Ada immediately smiled and replied respectfully:
"Of course. The restriction of the air, the restriction of spiritual consciousness... these are all necessary things for a big city. And our Demon Blood City has done a particularly good job in this aspect. In the Demon Blood City, the cheapest is ordinary The dwarf refiner is here. It only needs the guidance of a few master-level refiners to arrange large-scale air and spiritual restrictions, and it can be completed under the operation of many ordinary dwarf refiners. Our dwarf refiners Means are naturally good."
In Ada's tone, he was full of pride for both the Demon Blood City and the dwarf refiner.
It's hard for Zhang Yang to imagine, if dwarves have the same personality, how could they be reduced to the bottom of society because they are good at fighting among themselves
Shake your head. These things are not what Zhang Yang should care about.
Without the assistance of spiritual exploration, Zhang Yang could only rely entirely on his sense of the summoning power of the mysterious gray iron.
Zhang Yang has now fused fourteen pieces of mysterious gray iron, and the blood power of the Wuman ancestor in his body is relatively strong. If there are mysterious gray irons around him and they are not sealed, Zhang Yang is confident that he will be within a radius of forty or fifty miles. It can be sensed within the range.
This distance is not too long, but if you go all over the streets and alleys of Demon Blood City, and the mysterious gray iron is indeed in the city, you can probably find it—provided that the mysterious gray iron cannot be sealed Otherwise, I am afraid that Zhang Yang will not find it even if he looks for it.
Zhang Yang is also gambling.
His plan is to search the streets and alleys, and if he can find the mysterious gray iron, it will be the best.
If you can't find it, you can only give up temporarily. Make a note of this city, and come back to look for it later when it becomes strong enough to disdain the cultivation world.
Ada, the dwarf, has a strong body, is good at running, and is extremely fast. In one day, he can run thousands of miles on the busy street.
For a dwarf whose strength is only a monk in the foundation period, this is already very rare.
However, Zhang Yang was still a little dissatisfied. Because, at this speed, he might need several years to be able to travel all over this bloody city.
Perhaps seeing the employer's dissatisfaction, Ada had an embarrassing and shy expression on his face.
"Senior, if you have a specific target to go to, you can take the spell teleportation array in the city. The number of spell teleportation arrays in our Demon Blood City is extremely large, and it can reach almost any direction in the city. Moreover, the price is cheap. Even some specific The route is sent for free to an expert like you, senior."
Ada suggested.
For a city where dwarves occupy the majority, it is really not a problem to build more simple things like short-distance teleportation arrays.
Zhang Yang shook his head.
What a joke. Zhang Yang's sensing range of the mysterious gray iron's summoning power was only within a radius of forty or fifty miles, and it was simply impossible to ride the teleportation array.
It was getting late, and with Zhang Yang Hanba's middle-level cultivation, he naturally didn't need to rest. However, the dwarf Ada ran all day on the busy street, which was quite exhausting.
What's more, there are few pedestrians on the road in the magic blood city at night. If Zhang Yang chooses to continue wandering around, it will undoubtedly look very eye-catching. A day or two is nothing. If it takes a long time, it will inevitably attract the attention of some caring people.
And Zhang Yang's purpose is to find the mysterious gray iron quietly and take it away quietly without attracting anyone's attention.
After all, the mysterious gray iron is the remains of the ancestor of the Wuman, and it is a taboo thing for those who know it. If people knew that someone was searching for the remains of the ancestor of Wuman, even if Zhang Yang was promoted to Gu Ba, he might not be able to bear the wrath of the fairy world.
So, stay at night, and wander around in the magic blood city during the day.
In this way, a year passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, when Zhang Yang was wandering around the city as usual, trying to sense the possible calls around him, he suddenly felt vigilant.
Turning around, I saw a figure flashing away in a nearby shop.
Zhang Yang frowned.
He was very sure that just now, it was that figure who kept staring at him.
It seems... that figure is somewhat familiar.
However, Zhang Yang was very sure that he had never seen that person.
As far as Zhang Yang's spiritual sense is concerned, as long as he has met someone, it is as if he has recorded it. Now that he sees it again, there is absolutely no reason why he cannot recognize it.
But why did Zhang Yang feel a trace of hostility from that figure
In the fairy world, I don't seem to know anyone!
Apart from Jiuying, Fucang, Tenglin, and Tengyuan, those who knew themselves were served only by their servants.
And these people can't be full of hostility towards themselves.
Zhang Yang didn't think he was overly suspicious. This vigilance has saved Zhang Yang's life countless times.
However, Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to leave the Demon Blood City, because fighting was forbidden in the Demon Blood City.
The city lord of Demon Blood City is a strong man with the title of Golden Immortal, and his subordinates even have generals of extremely Golden Immortal level.
That figure was sneaky. Although Zhang Yang didn't see his strength clearly, he was sure that the other party would not dare to take the risk of violating the rules of the Demon Blood City to attack him.
In the following days, Zhang Yang saw that figure several times, which further verified his guess. Every time, he hides far away and peeps at himself.
In the city of Demon Blood where the range of divine awareness is severely limited, even if Zhang Yang wanted to, he couldn't be sure who the other party was.