My inner elixir can cure all poisons? You won't dig it out.

This road is very special because it connects to the "Wanli Mizong". People who come and go are either powerful people from the Wanli Mizong, or monks who come to attract the attention of powerful people and seek a smooth path for cultivation.

Therefore, whether it was the shop owner or the waiter in the store, or the pedestrians on the street, they all behaved very modestly, politely, warmly and friendlyly.

"You three young heroes are obviously the geniuses of the Ten Thousand Races Academy. They look smart and have a bright future."

"Young man, you have a good eye. It is a great honor for this jade pendant to be matched with someone as beautiful as you. This jade hairpin is not good. It doesn't match your silky hair. Why don't you try this one..."

"Oh, whose little fairy is this? How can he be so cute? Come and try the freshly baked cakes. It's free. Look, he's cute and delicious. He makes me hungry. I'll give this bag of cakes to you. I have to thank you for your love. You helped me attract many customers."

"You have a great figure, little fairy. This dress looks like it was tailor-made for you. Your skin is so fair and tender. You will look good in any color!"

"..."

Bai Yanlan and the other two gradually lost themselves in the sound of praise, and the money in their storage bags turned into piles of things.

Of course, many of them are sold at half the price and given away at half the price.

In the Ten Thousand Races Academy, daily life is either cultivation or sparring. Although it is fulfilling, it is still a bit boring after a long time. It is a rare opportunity to go out for a stroll. Bai Yanlan and the other two immediately revealed their childish nature and wanted to go into every shop to take a look.

So, by the time Luo Miao met the three people, half a day had passed.

Luo Miao glanced at Bai Yanlan's little face, which had turned red due to excitement, and didn't say much. He even asked, "Have you had enough fun?"

"Hehe," Bai Yanlan's eyes flashed with a hint of unsatisfied feeling. It was just that the long street had come to an end, otherwise they would have played for a while longer: "Sanshui, we brought you a gift. Try this pastry, it's super delicious."

Luo Miao's expression softened immediately. He reached out to take the cake and put it in his mouth. The spiritual energy content was very low, and the highest material used was only fairy-grade. The taste was barely edible, but... "Well, it's really good."

The group did not linger any longer and walked into the teleportation array again, teleporting into the Lich Realm.

"Um...ahem."

As soon as they entered the Lich Realm, Bai Yanlan and the other two turned pale. The meridians in their bodies protested in unison. The speed at which spiritual energy entered the body decreased dramatically, and the meridians that were originally flowing at a high speed began to stagnate.

It was like entering a heavily polluted urban industrial area from a forest rich in oxygen. Bai Yanlan felt suffocated and even felt that all the pores on her body were clogged by the pollution in the air.

Fortunately, Luo Miao reacted in time and released a spiritual passport for them: "The spiritual energy concentration in the small world is relatively low. The gap is too big and it takes some time to adapt. When you go back and forth more often in the future, your ability to adapt will improve."

Originally, he wanted to let them wander around the Lich Realm for a while, but now the three little guys were obviously not adapting well, so Luo Miao didn't let them stay any longer and turned to enter another battlefield of all races.

After several twists and turns, the four finally arrived at the Eastern Border of Shenzhou and joined up with the main force.

"You guys just walk around here, don't run around." Luo Miao took the three of them to a temporary tent and told them, "I'll go check on the progress and be back soon."

The tone was just like coaxing a child.

Bai Yanlan and the other two did not run around, but sat in meditation and practiced in the tent. During their journey, the concentration of their spiritual energy had been fluctuating, and they needed to practice to quickly stabilize the circulation of the spiritual energy in their bodies.

However, not long after they started practicing, they welcomed an uninvited guest.

Bai Yanlan looked at the old man in front of her who was dressed in white, had white eyebrows and hair, and was holding a bone cane. He looked like an immortal, but also a little weird. For a moment, she didn't recognize who he was.

"I am the Lord of Yuling City, Saint Xugu." Xugu stroked his beard and forced a smile: "I came here this time because I want to discuss something with little friend Yanlan."

Bai Yanlan politely performed a junior salute and asked in confusion, "Yuling City? Why don't I remember this operation? The Lord of Yuling City is here too?"

"I just want to contribute my part to the God-Forging Operation."

"Then I wonder what Saint Xugu wants to talk to me about?" Although the other party put on a gentle smile, Bai Yanlan suddenly felt a sense of crisis and was full of vigilance.

"It's not a big deal, it's just..." Xugu glanced at Xu Jiayi and Song Kuang, trying to hint them to leave.

Xu Jiayi, who usually understands the ways of the world, pretended not to understand what was said, and even pulled Song Kuang to sit quietly behind Bai Yanlan.

Seeing that the two men were so ignorant, Xugu ignored them and simply waved his hand. A soundproofing formation enveloped the entire tent, and then he said calmly:

"I came here this time just to tell you that this divine root is of extraordinary significance and cannot be grasped by a mere spirit beast. Why not give it up to someone more suitable?"

"Who is the more suitable person? You?" Knowing the other party's purpose, Bai Yanlan calmed down instead.

However, Song Kuang and Xu Jiayi behind him silently took out their weapons. Although they knew they could not defeat the saint, they still had to show their attitude.

Bai Yanlan's little hand silently pressed on the raised hammer: "What if I don't want to give it up?"

"You ignorant boy," Xugu put away his smile and looked at Bai Yanlan coldly: "I am not here to ask for your consent."

After saying that, a man slowly walked in from outside the door. Judging from his appearance alone, he looked exactly like Bai Yanlan.

It was obvious that they were planning to use a cat-for-price substitution and have the other party pretend to be Bai Yanlan to complete the Divine Root Forging Ceremony.

Xugu looked at Xu Jiayi and the other person again: "As for the two of you, since you didn't leave just now, there is no need for you to leave this room now."

From the beginning to the end, Xugu did not take these three kids who were only in the foundation-building stage seriously. If the academy disciples had not died, the academy elders would have discovered it at the first moment, and he would not have bothered to say so much nonsense.

Bai Yanlan looked at the little man who looked exactly the same as before, even his tail was a one-to-one replica. Even using her spiritual sense to investigate, she could not find anything unusual.

Seeing this, Bai Yanlan suddenly pointed at the jewelry on her head and said, "Look, isn't my hairpin very beautiful? And this hairpin, named Bilian, was made by the fourth young master himself."

Upon hearing this, Xugu immediately released his spiritual sense to explore whether there was any hidden secret in the two pieces of jewelry. He even wanted to snatch the two pieces of jewelry and let his great-grandson wear them.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jiayi suddenly chuckled: "Hahahaha, this is saying that you don't want a green face, you can't even hear that."

Bai Yanlan also spread her hands and said, "It's my fault for not considering your intelligence. My scolding was too subtle."

Xugu: ... "You! Are you looking for death!"