The huge fist gradually disappeared, and the tall man glanced at the other people at the Goat Hutong table and said in a deep voice: "If you want to be like him, stand up... If you don't want to, drink your tea honestly!"

After saying that, the tall man didn't say much, and turned around and strode towards the outsider.

The people at the table with Goat Hutong were already scared and sat in a daze, not daring to make a difference. It was not until the tall man walked away that whispers sounded in the teahouse.

"Did you see it? Could it be..."

"If he is mourning, wouldn't that mean..."

"Shh! Sigh down, don't talk nonsense!"

...

The discussion gradually disappeared, but Xie Chen obviously found that many people in the teahouse were already in a panic. Some even left in a hurry before they even finished drinking the tea.

"It is said that among the ancient monsters, there is a monster with a similar figure to a human. It has a huge figure, and can touch the sky with your hands, raise your feet to step on the giant mountains. It also has great power and is extremely cruel. It is called the powerful giant demon king."

Just as the surroundings gradually became quiet, Jian Jiu's voice rang in Xie Chen's mind.

"The powerful giant demon king? Why are you talking to me about these things?" Xie Chen asked calmly.

Jian Jiu smiled and said, "Sword Master, aren't you thinking about why that kid could make his fist so big just now? If I guess it's right, his natal spirit is the powerful giant demon king among the monsters. In other words, he has the bloodline of the monster like the silver snake!"

"The blood of the monster?" Xie Chen played with the teacup in his hand and said lightly: "The blood of the monster on the stone casting continent actually has the blood of the monster? That means this kid is quite famous. I guess his family should be very famous, right?"

Jian Jiu shook his head and said, "Otherwise, monsters are different from divine beasts. This bloodline is not the same as divine beasts. Anyone may have it, but it is extremely rare, just like divine weapons, heavenly spirits, and earthly spirits."

"So that's it. This time I met a very interesting guy..." Xie Chen nodded slightly and drank the cup of tea directly.

"Qingmen, it's time for us to leave."

As he spoke, Xie Chen had already stood up and walked outside the door. This time he came to Zhushi Continent not to travel around. What they were going to was the most concentrated place for the entire Zhushi Continent, and it was also the holy place of Zhushi Mountain, the entire Zhushi Continent.

According to the Ling Palace, if you want to sell the Magic City at a good price and sell it to the Magic City with stronger combat power, then Zhushishan is the only choice!

In the Casting Mountain, there are the best craftsmen in the entire Casting Continent, and the legendary guardians of the Casting Continent are also here!

In the countless years since the emergence of the Mainland Guardians, Zhushishan has already made rules. Once it reaches the radius of Zhushishan, no strong person is allowed to fly in the air!

Over the years, only one person has broken this rule. That person is Lord Ao Lei, but although Lord Ao Lei comes from the sky, he walks when he leaves!

Ao Lei's actions undoubtedly deepened the intimidation of Zhushishan. It seemed to be telling those Chaos Demon Army who had always been extremely arrogant that if your cultivation is not as good as the Ao Lei Monarch and his strength is not as strong as the Ao Lei Demon Army, then you will have the idea of ​​provoking Zhushishan!

The place where Xie Chen and his friends just drank tea was in a small town at the foot of Zhushi Mountain. A few dozen miles away from the town was the pass of the entire Zhushi Mountain Range. After entering there, they truly entered the largest city construction place in the entire Northern Chaos!

This time Xie Chen only came with Qingmen, and the Demon City and the Demon Army under his command were all in Tiangang. If the "business" is negotiated, Zhushishan will send someone to Tiangang to confirm the situation of the Demon City.

The reason why I brought Qingmen with me was that Xie Chen wanted to learn more about the situation of Qingmen, and the other hand, this guy, the Qingmen, did not think that he had just entered chaos, but some things, especially bargaining, were even smarter than "old fried dough sticks". This guy's mind and vision would definitely live up to the name of "big thief".

The natal spirit of Qingmen is a blue stone bowl. No wonder this guy is not good at fighting power. As a spirit master, using a bowl as a weapon is indeed much inferior to other people's swords, guns, swords and halberds.

In addition, according to the Qingmen, his original surname is fire, and what he got in the polar space of the Qishan Continent was a green flame called "Burning Soul Fire".

As Xie Chen expected, although Qingmen was recognized by "Burning Soul Fire", when it merged with the flame, it was burned by this strange flame.

But strangely, since he possessed this flame, Qingmen has been able to refine some essences from the treasures of heaven and earth through his own natal spirit to repair his damaged soul. But once he used the burning soul fire excessively, his soul would be damaged again.

As this continues, although the soul of Qingmen is gradually improving, the recovery speed is extremely slow. According to Qingmen's own estimate, it may take at least decades or even hundreds of years to completely recover the trauma of the soul.

Regarding this matter, Xie Chen asked Jian Jiu. The answer given by Jian Jiu was that the burning soul was a kind of flame that could burn the soul. In addition, when the Qingmen merged with the burning soul, the soul had not yet merged with the soul of the natal soul, which caused the injury to the root. This could not be restored by just perception and cultivation. Only by completely repairing the burned part of the burning soul fire.

As for the life experience of Qingmen, Xie Chen did not ask much. But after spending time together, Xie Chen was sure that Qingmen is definitely not the kind of playboy who kills his master and rebels in the mouth of Hunhun. Everyone has their own reasons for doing something. Xie Chen believes that his vision will not be wrong. The things that Qingmen does should have their own unscrupulous reasons.

Zhushishan Pass, a magnificent city stands tall, and the tall city gate is the entrance to Zhushishan.

When she got closer, Xie Chen discovered that the giant city was carved out of a whole stone mountain. Following the direction of the mountain, the giant city walls were undulating and craftsmanship. After tens of thousands of years of wind and frost, a vicissitudes of magnificent spirit came to her face, making people unable to help but be solemn.

Zhushishan is a holy land of the entire Zhushi continent. Every time, it is called a pilgrimage, a disciple who seeks to learn from, or a constant stream of people coming from chaos like Xie Chen, who want to build a city or traders.

After entering the mountain pass, there were a wide range of workshops of craftsmen in the mountains, and there were also many places for trading.

"Brother, please ask. Which family in Zhushishan is the best magic city?" Qingmen smiled and stopped a young man dressed in an apprentice and asked.

"The best?" The boy looked at Qingmen and Xie Chen, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. Obviously, he was often asked such questions.

"Which demon army are you from? Didn't your leader tell you where to build a city?"

Qingmen smiled and took out a spirit stone knowingly, saying, "Our leader only said that we want the best one. Money is not a problem, and we also asked the guy to give some advice."

Seeing the shining spirit stone, the boy's expression also calmed down and smiled: "I'm afraid it's the first time you've been here? I've been to the stone casting continent. Who doesn't know that the city cast by Mr. Mo, the god of iron craftsman, is the best? But I still advise you not to go to Mr. Mo's place, so as not to be embarrassed."

"Oh? Why is this?" Xie Chen raised his eyebrows and said.

"Why?" The young man said with his surname as his surname: "The magic city built by the Iron Craftsman God is the best, but the price is also the highest. Can you afford it? I think you are good people, so it is better to go to my master. The price of building a city is fair..."

"Haha, no need, what we have to do is the best. Price is not a problem. Please give me some advice." Xie Chen interrupted the boy lightly and said.

"Okay!" The young man curled his lips, raised his hand and pointed to the depths of the central road in Zhushishan ahead and said, "You keep walking from here, and it will be Mr. Mo's mansion..."

After Xie Chen and the others walked away, the young man put the spirit stone in his arms and muttered in a low voice: "Where is the nouveau riche from? You can go to Mr. Mo? Build a city in his place, enough for others to form a demon army! Wait for a wall!"

Xie Chen and Qingmen naturally didn't hear the boy's mutter. After they got the guidance, they followed the big path. Since they already knew where the best place was, they no longer cared about the others.

Zhushishan covers a very wide area, and along the way, Xie Chen and Qingmen can also see cities rising from the ground. Countless city-building craftsmen are working hard at night to create these giants that are crisscrossing in chaos.

Being able to own a city of your own is the greatest wish of countless strong men in the chaos.

However, for ordinary Chaos powerhouses, it is too difficult to own a city. The so-called aristocratic families in the ordinary continent have only a wealth of tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of spirit stones at most. It is simply a fantasy to build a city with the power of the family.

That's why countless powerful people who have not even transformed the saints chose to join the Demon Army and the Zodiac Alliance to rush into chaos. Most of them are to accumulate spirit stones or obtain a city through other means such as robbing!

Along the way, Qingmen was already dazzled. Especially when they encountered those magic city with domineering shapes and exquisite workmanship, their eyes flashed from time to time to stop and watch.

When Xie Chen came out of the mountain, he had Lei Feicheng, so he didn't feel that much. But it was not the case with Qingmen. He was born in the Qishan Continent and knew the legends of many powerful people in the chaos since he was a child, so he had a special liking for the city.

The two of them were not slow, but even so, they arrived at the huge mansion at the deepest part of the road on the third day after entering Zhushishan Pass.

For those who had just arrived in the stone casting continent, this mansion seemed to be no different from other workshops that built cities.
Chapter completed!