"Handsome guy, are you from the Mortal Domain?" glanced at Wang Mu's smoking, and the phantom cat asked again.

"Hmm. Wang Mu replied casually.

"I've been to the Mortal Realm too. The phantom cat raised her eyebrows proudly, "Only the mortal domain will be dressed like you and smoke." ”

Wang Mu turned his head to look at the phantom cat and said with a smile. "You've also been to the Mortal Domain, so you're not afraid that the people of the Dragon Group will destroy you."

The phantom cat rolled his eyes, obviously not having a good impression of the Fanyu Dragon Group, and said angrily: "The Dragon Group is just a group of idle and nosy guys, and I don't hurt anyone, but they have to drive me back." Otherwise, with my cultivation, I will be in the mortal realm, how easy it is. ”

Wang Mu shook his head and smiled, no longer paying attention, but casually looking at the surrounding crowd.

Although Wang Mu was dressed strangely and smoked a cigarette, not many people paid attention to him, and it was obvious that the appearance of people from the Mortal Domain here was not unusual for these monks.

Although the cultivation conditions in the mortal domain are very poor, there are also monks, but there are only a few of them.

After a glance, Wang Mu found that most of the people who were all over the world were cultivating from earth immortals to heavenly immortals. Some are even below the Tribulation Period, and beyond the Heavenly Immortals, Wang Mu can't see the details of a handful.

This is also normal, a way of cultivation. The Golden Immortal is a feng shui ridge, no matter which realm of heaven, earth and man, monks below the heavenly immortal may be seen everywhere, but there are very few golden immortals, and from the Da Luo Golden Immortal to the Immortal Jun Immortal, these are even rarer.

In the dense crowd in front of him, judging from the momentum, there are almost no Da Luo Jin Immortals, and there are only a handful of Jin Immortals. After all, if the master of Da Luo Jin Immortal cultivation needed something, the stall shops in this capital city might not be able to supply it, so it was better to find it directly. Or go with those powerful trading organizations, and rarely follow the public to visit this kind of market, and have a share.

Soon, the two followed the flow of people into the capital city.

The city of Xudu is not as terrifying as mortals think. At least in the eyes of the monks of the Earth Realm, there is nothing terrifying, it is just a bustling city.

From the moment you enter the city gate, you can see stalls and shops everywhere, and the voices of people are full of people, and all kinds of cries and sales are endless.

At the gate of the city, there were two teams of soldiers in black armor, who were the men of the lord of the city.

The entire underworld is under the control of the underworld. And the underworld is divided into several spheres of influence, and this capital city is one of them, as an official force, it naturally has its own army.

After entering the city, Wang Mu was not in the mood to talk to the phantom cat, and began to watch in the stalls and shops around, looking at the flowers all the way, but he did not find anything rare enough, and the medicinal materials that Wang Mu needed were not visible.

That kind of rare medicinal herb, it is difficult to appear in these ordinary stalls, after all, the strength of the owners of these ordinary stalls is not enough to get something of that value.

"Have you heard that Jubaolou is also here, saying that he is going to stay in the capital city for three days and bring a lot of good things. ”

"Yes, I don't know if there's anything I want, go over and take a look. ”

"You can't even enter the door of the Treasure Tower. ”

"Yes, if you don't have some hard goods on you, you can't get close to the door of the treasure building, and there are a lot of good things in the treasure building, and they won't give it to us in vain. ”

Four or five young monks with robes and hair walked by, talking as if no one was around, and said the word Jubaolou, and several people had envy on their faces.

"Jubaolou" Wang Mu grinned and followed a few people over.

"Why do you want to go to Jubaolou too" The phantom cat glanced at Wang Mu, and her sweet voice became indifferent.

"Hmm. Wang Mutou didn't go back to the tunnel.

"Hehe," the phantom cat rolled his eyes and sneered, and raised his eyebrows and said: "Handsome guy, what is the place where you come to the Treasure Building for the first time, how can you go if you want to go They claim to have all the treasures in the world, and they are one of the largest trading organizations in the underworld, but if you want to enter the Treasure Tower, you must first show something valuable, either a huge amount of spirit stones, or other curiosities, and people will make sure that you have the strength to enter the Treasure Building to exchange treasures, and they will let you in." ”

"Hmm. Wang Mu snorted again, and continued to pull his neck to look into the distance, while striding forward.

Looking at Wang Mu's careless appearance, the phantom cat was anxious, his eyes were flattering, he stepped up to stop Wang Mu's going, and said loudly: "Did you hear me say that I asked you, are you qualified to enter the Treasure Tower, the monks from the mortal realm, what good things can you have before the feather period?"

In the end, the phantom cat let go of his eyes for a long time, and that look was just like Wang Mu was a poor bastard who had just come to the realm.

"Hehe," Wang Mu was not angry, and smiled gently, "Miss Phantom Cat, I don't have to worry about you if I can enter the Jubao Building, but you, what are you doing with me, I have said it, we are not suitable, you better do your own business." ”

After speaking, Wang Mu bypassed the phantom cat and followed the young monks in front of him.

Staring at Wang Mu's back, the phantom cat blinked suspiciously, this stinky boy is quite good at pretending to be garlic.

"Let's see how you end up later," muttered, and the phantom cat followed.

Bypassing two streets, the rented space of Jubaolou appeared in front of me.

It is a three-story building, a wooden building, vermilion, and in this dark green sunlight, it looks like a haunted house.

However, the front door was already overcrowded, and there was no sense of gloom in a haunted house.

People who want to enter the treasure building are automatically lined up in two rows, slowly accepting the inspection, everyone who enters the door of the building, must first say what they want, and then take out what they want to exchange, the person guarding the door reads it, agrees, and will put it in.

There were only two people standing at the door, a young woman, who looked a little immature, wearing a tender green dress, neat and neat, with playful eyebrows and eyes, but at this moment a fair and pretty face was full of impatience.

Next to the woman stood an old man with silver hair, the old man bowed his head slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and did not say a word, but he was obviously very respectful to this woman.

"Hey, are you mistaken, then these few pills of broken pills want to change to Ganoderma lucidum grass, hurry up" Suddenly, the girl stared at a monk in front of her and scolded.

The monk was a middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe, and was so insulted by a little girl, his old face suddenly turned red, and he took the pill in his hand embarrassedly, looked up at the girl and the white-haired old man, and said unhappily: "No, no, as for scolding?"

"You still talk back, this is Jubaolou, believe it or not, Miss Ben asked someone to beat you" The girl took a step forward, and even more crossed her waist and yelled, with a look of unforgiving cruelty.

The monk looked at the girl and the old man again, took a deep breath, and had to swallow his breath and leave.

Everyone could see this scene clearly, whether it was in line or the onlookers around, they were all talking in whispers, most of them were talking about the girl's not.

Wang Mu followed the team and listened attentively.

The girl's name is Gongsun Feirou, the daughter of Gongsun Yin, the owner of Jubaolou, and she can be regarded as the eldest lady of the entire Jubaolou force.

Originally, this eldest lady rarely showed up, but in these few transactions, Gongsun Yin deliberately asked this eldest lady to be responsible for the reception and appraisal at the door, the purpose was also to train his daughter, probably to let her participate in the business of Jubaolou in the future.

If you want to see whether the things in the hands of the guests are valuable, not only rely on profound knowledge, but also need accurate eyesight, although after entering the treasure building, the formal transaction will begin, and it is necessary to identify and negotiate again, but the identification at the door can block those guests who are not enough in advance, so as to avoid the transaction in the treasure building to do a lot of useless work.

However, the eldest lady obviously didn't think it was exercise, but was very unhappy.

"Uncle Liang, I'm going to be annoyed to death, how can my father do it, whether I was born by him or not, and let me dare to do such a rough thing, shame to death. After driving the monk away, Gongsun Feirou directly stopped the appraisal and turned back to complain to the white-haired old man.

The old man who was called Uncle Liang smiled gently, and said softly: "Miss, the boss is also for your good, as the eldest lady of Jubaolou, you will be in charge of part of the business in the future, how can you not have a certain strength." The boss is also to let you increase your knowledge and practice your eyesight. ”

"What kind of exercise" Gongsun Fei Rouqiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and she rolled her eyes unhappily and said: "Does Miss Ben still need to exercise, it was my father who deliberately embarrassed me, didn't I just secretly meet with Xue Lin a few times, as for this, look at these people, nine out of ten are rubbish, and they annoy me." ”

The unabashed voice can be heard all over the audience.

Wang Mu glanced and found that many people were obviously taking a deep breath and enduring, their faces were not good-looking, and those who dared to come to Jubaolou had some identities, but they were said to be rubbish by a little girl, and they didn't dare to refute it, so they were naturally depressed in their hearts.

The power of the treasure building is extremely strong, although there are not a few masters in the door, but the popularity in the realm is very good, there are many big forces in the underworld and the Axiu domain alone that have an inextricable relationship with the treasure building, and ordinary people can't afford to offend, not to mention that this scolding girl is still the woman of the owner of the treasure building, so she can only swallow her anger.

"My eldest lady, don't be angry, everyone is still waiting. Liang Bo glanced at the secretly angry crowd, his tone became more and more gentle, and he looked at Gongsun Fei and said softly: "That's it, let's fool the past today, and tomorrow Uncle Liang will talk to the boss, maybe you won't have to come out and show up." ”

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