From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

However, they also received relevant instructions, asking them to go to the Demon-Suppressing Pass.

A trump card appeared in front of the two of them. After activating it, they obtained the black and mysterious armor of Xiang Zheng's identity.

As for Xu Mofeng, he only got a token.

Then, before the three could react, they were teleported to the Pillar of the Emperor's Pass.

"You should be the people introduced by Tuoba, you look pretty good," a man with a deep voice appeared. He had a dignified face and exuded the aura of Lianxu, which was very extraordinary.

"That's right," Yingchuan replied.

"Just follow me from now on. I will be responsible for familiarizing you with the area. The higher-ups will let you act freely," he said calmly.

"Thank you, senior!" the three said in unison.

Afterwards, he took the three of them to familiarize themselves with the layout here.

There are a total of twelve corps here, each led by a powerful person, who is the main force. There are also some different teams, which can be divided into three categories. Those who are responsible for the aftermath work are mainly responsible for providing elixirs, etc.

The mobile training group is mainly responsible for the safety and protection of the children of powerful forces who come here to train, and is the least noticeable.

Freestyle is quite special, but those who can join are not simple, at least they are all geniuses, performing special tasks or competing with the younger generation.

It took three days to take the three of them around the entire defense line, and finally arranged their positions and residences, which were not here, but in the Blue Sky Pavilion, a free-style gathering point in the city.

Freestyle is just as its name suggests, there is weaving, but it is free-range. However, it is taken very seriously. It is said that it gives them a free world, but in fact it is to protect them. After all, everyone knows the principle that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.

When Yingchuan entered, people who didn’t know would think it was a restaurant and wanted to eat dragon meat! (Just kidding!)

The spiritual energy in the pavilion is rich, which is extremely suitable for cultivation. Yingchuan also sensed dozens of strong auras.

This is the freestyle gathering point for the Nascent Soul level.

The layout inside the pavilion is also very interesting. From the outside it looks like a Chinese-style pavilion, but the inside is another small world with various architectural styles.

Yingchuan chose a Gothic room; his aesthetic was different from theirs.

This is the top floor of the attic. Your name is also displayed on the token. As long as you hold the token and open any door, you will be teleported here.

They talked for a while again, and after he had explained everything he needed to, he left.

Yingchuan had nothing to do, so he wandered around the city. He was always like this. He had a great interest in geography and wanted to see everywhere he went.

Monks from many places in the world gathered here, bringing with them the culture of the famous place. The monks were very tolerant and actively accepted it.

Different cultures have different styles, which is reflected in all aspects. Hei Xuan's battle suit changed its appearance according to Ying Chuan's ideas, and he also slightly changed his own appearance.

With his short black hair, brown casual top, white casual pants, and black sneakers, he looked like his original self, like an artistic young man, as if he were in another world.

The city was too big, so Yingchuan didn’t finish his tour and went back.

"Who are you?" Wang Mian frowned. The person in front of him gave him a familiar feeling.

Yingchuan ignored him and sat aside, reading a book, just like an artistic young man.

However, he also acknowledged his identity in disguise. The two were speechless. This guy was always a little abnormal.

However, they are the abnormal ones here. Basically, all monks are like this, and it is indeed better to wear Taoist robes.

However, it was not just them. Another young man finished a day of practice and walked out. He was mostly kind to the newcomers. People who could come here were not simple, and no one would have the leisure to cause trouble for themselves.

Yingchuan took the initiative to talk to him, mainly to get the specific information of Freestyle (random thoughts), which was very crucial.

"I do have a certain say," the young man said. His meaning was too obvious. Ying Chuan understood and gave him a top-grade spirit stone. Ying Chuan accepted it with a smile. He was confident and very familiar with it.

"Freestyle is also called shadow. You should know the nature of it very well, so I won't say much. Most of the time, there is nothing going on, but the time when there is activity is mostly in July and August every year."

"Generally, they are sent by the big families to train. The competition among the younger generation is inevitable, and the demon tribe will also take the opportunity to attack. Therefore, the three parties have a subconscious agreement that the younger generation will compete together. At that time, we must participate, not only to join, but also to act as a weight."

Yingchuan of course understood what he meant, so he gestured to continue.

He talked freely, "Apart from these necessities, there is actually nothing to worry about. Going to the battlefield is optional."

"Thank you, brother Taoist. But I don't know what to call you?" Yingchuan said.

"You can just call me Gong Ming, but I have one more thing to remind you three. Except for the competition that you must participate in, there will be no spirit stones at other times. You have to find it yourself," Gong Ming said.

His words really provided a lot of help to Yingchuan.

"Brother Gong, I wonder who mainly makes up this shadow?" Wang Mian asked. This question made everyone think differently.

"Most of them were selected. I have heard more about the deeds of the three Taoist brothers. Others were selected from the younger generations of some venerables," Gong Ming replied. It can be said to be very complete.

The four of them talked for a while, and then Yingchuan found an excuse to leave.

It seems that I have to find a job, this is Yingchuan’s idea, otherwise, what else can I do?

He walked and thought, and before he knew it, he came to a Chinese-style building.

He no longer maintained his disguise and walked in with his true appearance.

This is a weapon refining workshop, where a large number of weapon refiners are pouring their blood into creating one weapon after another to support the battlefield on the front line. Most of the weapons here are disposable, because there is no meaning, after all, you may die at any time, so the emphasis here is on power and efficiency.

"What is this Taoist friend here for?" someone asked.

"I want to join in. I am also a weapon refiner," Ying Chuan said. His attainments in weapon refinement were not too outstanding, but he was far superior to an ordinary Nascent Soul weapon refiner and was capable of creating some divine weapons.

They talked about it for a while, and then let Yingchuan show off his skills.

Ying Chuan set up the Silver Wing Furnace. He already had an idea. To refine a divine weapon would be enough to raise his own status.

With a single finger, a strange fire flew out, and the required spiritual materials were put in according to the order. The seals in his hands were as fast as lightning without a single mistake, and he was very skilled.

Soon after, with the final step completed, the device was successful.