Chapter 540 This Monk Is Really Poor

Then, Meng Xiaohua was surprised to see that the man's body retreated violently, as if there was a flood and beast in front of him.

After a full quarter of an hour, the man walked forward with lingering fear and used his magic power to take out dozens of array flags buried deep underground.

Worried about the safety of her benefactor, Meng Xiaohua ran forward and asked with concern: "Benefactor, what's wrong with you?"

Zhan Nianchuan glanced at the thin girl indifferently, "It's okay, I'm fine, right?"

In fact, he was really shocked. The big array was full of poison. He just broke the big array and inhaled a trace of grass and wood fragrance.

Although it was normal for flowers and plants to appear here, Zhan Nianchuan had refined countless pills and still keenly discovered the abnormality, so he immediately retreated.

Fortunately, he didn't inhale much, and his body had a strong resistance to poison. After running the skills several times, he successfully expelled it and was not in serious trouble.

"Let's go, let's go to your home first, how is your home now?" Zhan Nianchuan summoned the white bird boat and flew away to the southwest with Meng Xiaohua.

Mentioning this topic, Meng Xiaohua's eyes suddenly turned red, and she seemed to be about to cry.

"What's the matter? Tell me, by the way, where is your home?" Zhan Nianchuan was not good at comforting such a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, and felt a little headache.

"My family is now in Luanfeng Village. After leaving Nangan City, we will go southwest for more than a thousand miles to get there, but I can't find the direction now." The little girl looked down at the winding mountains and rivers below, a little confused.

Zhan Nianchuan took out the map that Meng Tingke gave him and quickly identified the direction.

After instructing the idiot to control the flying boat, Zhan Nianchuan immediately dealt with all the injured Wanshi Ants, and some of the seriously injured ones were fed a drop of the Fountain of Youth, and then put them into the spirit beast bag.

After two battles with the Demon Abyss and Lin Damao, six of his Wanshi Ants had died, and now there were only 44 left, and almost all of them were injured, which made him very distressed. Fortunately, they also devoured the bodies of Zhuang Wuneng and Lin Damao, two Jindan realm cultivators, one after another, and the benefits they gained were not small. I believe that as long as they recover from their injuries, they will become even stronger.

He took out the items and storage bags he had obtained from Lin Damao, and began to count the harvest familiarly.

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Nangan City.

Countless cultivators stared at the scene in front of them in amazement, feeling incredible.

A golden light passed by them like lightning, and the surging breath directly knocked them away and shot straight to the center of the city.

"What is this thing?" A young cultivator with a simple face was full of doubts.

"It's so fast, and the breath is so strong. Could it be a ball-like magic weapon refined by some senior?" A long-faced cultivator scratched his head.

"You know nothing! That's a golden elixir! A golden elixir from a cultivator in the Jindan realm!" A disdainful voice suddenly sounded, and the one who spoke was a cultivator from the Luoyue Sect in the middle stage of the foundation building stage, with a face full of fear.

This sentence caused an uproar, and everyone couldn't help but talk about it, wondering who had his body blown up, and who had such a powerful method.

Some people couldn't hide their curiosity and ran towards the city center in the direction of the golden elixir.

As they ran and talked, the news spread quickly, and everyone ran towards the city center for a while.

Soon, tens of thousands of cultivators gathered near the city lord's mansion.

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On the flying boat.

Meng Xiaohua hugged her knees with her hands, curiously looking at a pile of things placed on the floor.

What are these things? They are so shiny.

It's a pity that the two siblings have only seen low-level spirit stones in their lives, and have almost never seen other cultivation items.

Zhan Nianchuan didn't care about her, and directly picked up the golden long spear of the middle grade of the earth level, and shook his hand to make a spear flower.

"Good!" Meng Xiaohua cheered loudly, clapping her hands.

Seeing Zhan Nianchuan looking at her, she couldn't help but blush and lowered her head shyly.

"This spear is really good. It is estimated to weigh more than ten thousand pounds, and it is of gold, extremely sharp, and it is considered a fine product among the earth-level middle-grade magic tools." Zhan Nianchuan stroked the spear and praised it, and put it into the storage bag.

The next thing that caught his attention was naturally the earth-level middle-grade talisman. He rubbed it and tried to inject spiritual power.

As the talisman's spiritual light lit up, a golden spear appeared out of thin air, revealing a sharp and murderous aura, so powerful that it seemed as if a shot could pierce a hole in the sky.

It was obvious that this talisman sealed Lin Damao's full-strength attack, and its power was naturally amazing.

This is a good thing, especially now that high-level talismans are extremely popular and difficult to buy even with spiritual stones. Zhan Nianchuan showed a satisfied smile on his face, and put the talisman away with great care.

He now has three third-level talismans, two of which are of medium quality, which can basically meet the needs of the future trip to the ancient forbidden land.

Looking around, Zhan Nianchuan picked up a set of silver-white protective soft armor with a little regret.

The scales on it are fine and tough, with only a few defects, but still have amazing defensive power. If it weren't for it, the jade bottle filled with thunder and fire talismans that he hid in the monster's body would have directly blown Lin Damao to death.

After a careful inspection, Zhan Nianchuan determined that the soft armor was not seriously damaged, so he was relieved.

In addition, Zhan Nianchuan also got a mid-grade earth-level iron plate, which was extremely strong. Unfortunately, Zhan Nianchuan's current mana could not activate it at all, so he had to put it in the storage bag.

Another thing worth mentioning is a pair of low-grade earth-level wind-attribute boots. Judging from the material, they should be made of the skin of wind-chasing wolves, which can greatly speed up the movement speed. Zhan Nianchuan tried them on and felt very satisfied.

However, although he was satisfied, this pair of boots was still not suitable for him, so he also put them in the storage bag.

Except for dozens of low-level spirit stones, the rest were all mid-grade spirit stones, but the number was less than Zhan Nianchuan imagined, only more than 100,000 pieces, and there were 1,000 high-grade spirit stones, which made Zhan Nianchuan, who was extremely wealthy, a little dissatisfied.

"How can a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan be so poor."