Chapter 365

With the arrival of midnight.

Swish!

The Huangliang Talisman, which was originally ordinary, suddenly began to light up, and an extremely obscure power fluctuation spread out, with a faint trace of magnificent will, which seemed to be illusory and unreal, as if it was going to pull the whole room into a magical world.

"Zhi'er really didn't lie to me."

Yan Zhan stared at the Huangliang Talisman in his hand, which was about to become illusory, with an uncontrollable excitement in his eyes.

The next moment.

He felt his eyelids heavy.

The Huangliang Talisman began to blur a little bit, and his body began to rise rapidly.

When everything returned to normal.

Yan Zhan found that he had suddenly arrived in a mysterious area that was like a dream. In the sight, the sky was hazy and it was hard to see clearly. In the distance, there was endless fog rolling, sometimes condensing into mountains and rivers, beasts and birds, and then quickly dissipating and returning to the fog, as if nothing had ever appeared.

"Huangliang Township, Huangliang... a dream?"

Yan Zhan's eyes slowly moved away from the huge arch in front of him. Because of his excessive excitement, his movements looked extremely stiff.

This was like a life-saving straw for Yan and him.

Thoughts returned to reality.

Tap tap -

Yan Zhan first took a deep breath, and then walked through the huge arch in front of him without any hesitation, striding into this dead silent city shrouded in endless darkness.

His goal was very clear - the magical bank that his own Zhier mentioned! To be more precise, it was the magical Huangliang coins in the bank that were cast with acquired purple energy.

Before entering, that is, during the day, Yan Zhan had carefully verified the purple coin and found that it did have the effect of the legendary acquired purple qi, which was why Yan Zhan was so eager to enter Huangliang Township.

"With nearly 30 billion luck, I don't know how many Huangliang coins I can exchange for, and whether it can help me improve my cultivation."

Yan Zhan thought longingly in his heart while walking fast.

Because there was a clear route, it took less than half an hour for his slightly restrained figure to appear at the door of the bank.

Boom--

The two doors opened in response, revealing the brightly lit scene behind the door, which was completely different from the scene of black fog surging outside.

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The next day.

A ray of morning light shone in through the gap in the window, and the illusory and uncertain aura that originally permeated the room disappeared without a trace.

Yan Zhan, who was sitting quietly on the futon, slowly opened his eyes, and the expression on his face quickly changed from confusion to clarity.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Only one third of the Dao pattern on the Huangliang Talisman in the palm of his hand remained, giving people a feeling of being on the verge of breaking.

Faced with this expected situation, Yan Zhan's heart still couldn't help but tighten: "Is there only one chance left?"

There was an unspeakable regret in his words.

No wonder Yan Zhan behaved like this.

Although he was a little hasty to enter Huangliang Township this time, just the tip of the iceberg he came into contact with this time was enough to show how terrible this Huangliang Township was.

Then, he saw his expression move, as if he realized something, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Not long after.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

Yan Caizhi put her hands behind her back, stepped lightly across the threshold, and looked at Yan Zhan sitting right above her with a smile.

Her face was relaxed, which seemed out of place with the heavy atmosphere that permeated the entire Yan clan.

"Zhi'er is here," Yan Zhan's cold face showed a soft look when he saw Yan Caizhi approaching slowly: "Father asked you to come here--"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Caizhi on the opposite side blinked playfully and asked in a rather excited tone: "Did father enter the Huangliang Township yesterday?"

"Yes."

Yan Zhan nodded.

"I guess, father called Zhi'er here today, probably for the Huangliang Talisman."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Yan Zhan's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked expectantly: "Then Zhi'er, you--"

He hesitated to speak, as if he felt a little embarrassed about having to rely on his own daughter this time.

However, Yan Caizhi's next words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Yan Zhan's head, making his heart fall directly to the bottom of the valley.

"To be honest with you, my daughter went to the place where I met the mysterious old man yesterday, but did not find any trace of him."

"What about nearby?" Yan Zhan continued to ask unwillingly.

"I've looked everywhere, but I can't find it."

Yan Caizhi helplessly spread her hands.

Half a minute later.

Yan Caizhi left lightly, and the room fell into silence again.

Suddenly, a figure appeared from nothing to appear in front of Yan Zhan little by little.

Seeing this scene, Yan Zhan's expression did not change at all.

He stood up silently and ordered expressionlessly:

"Find the old man that the young lady mentioned. This is related to the survival of the family. We must do it at all costs, even if... even if we have to turn the entire Lingshu Immortal City upside down."

"Yes!"

The figure bowed his head and responded, without any emotional fluctuations in his voice, just like a cold machine, not a living being with flesh and blood.

After that, the figure suddenly disappeared, and only Yan Zhan was left standing quietly in the same place, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

After a long time.

"Immortal treasure white bone soul nail, I hope it can have some effect."

He murmured, his mustache shaking wildly, and in his hand quietly appeared a three-inch long, white and jade-like long nail-shaped treasure.

As soon as it appeared, it continuously exuded a trace of extremely terrifying cold evil spirit. In just a moment, a layer of pale frost condensed in every corner of the room.

This is the treasure that Yan Zhan bought from Huangliang Township.

He had originally thought of using the exchanged Huangliang money to practice and improve his cultivation, but this idea disappeared after entering the shop selling treasures.

The reason is very simple. The current situation faced by the Yan family is so tense that he has no room to practice in seclusion. At this time, it is obviously more suitable for him to have a powerful fairy treasure to protect himself.

But at this time.

"Husband, it's not good."

Mother Yan hurriedly pushed the door open and walked in, her face full of fear.

Yan Zhan immediately put away the white bone soul nail in his hand, turned around and supported Mother Yan who almost fell, and asked calmly: "Madam, why are you so panicked?"

"Something happened to Yan Sheng! The strong men above the Dharma Realm in the clan have rushed over one after another."

"What, Yan Sheng!"

Yan Zhan was stunned, and the scene of the other party desperately lowering his posture yesterday and begging him to help take care of his offspring flashed through his mind.

Could it be that this person... encountered it at that time? But why did he hide it? What is the hidden truth?

For a moment, doubts began to fill Yan Zhan's mind. He instinctively felt that something big was going to happen.

The next moment.

"Madam, please take Zhier into the secret room quickly. I'll go see what's going on."

Before the voice fell.

Yan Zhan held the White Bone Soul Nail in his hand, turned into a beam of light and rushed out of the door, disappearing in an instant.