This is a bustling market, with a constant flow of cars and horses, and Li Xiaobai walks through the market, which is more like a shop in the world than in the cultivation world.

Selling wine, meat, jewelry, everything that mortals should have here is very marketable.

It seems that it is indeed a very declining place, otherwise there would be no such a busy city, and the real places of cultivation are not stained with fireworks, and this kind of place is the most scarce place in the country of Aolai.

"Boy, who's your name, where is this place, why haven't you seen a cultivator?"

Li Xiaobai turned his head to look at the little kid behind him and asked.

"Hehe, at first glance, you are a dirt bun, this is the edge of my Aolai country, the spiritual power is thin, naturally there are not many cultivators, the real powerful predecessors who fly to the sky and escape are all living in the core area of the Aolai country, and they dare to come to the Aolai country without knowing anything, they are not small!"

"As for my name, only the strong deserve to know, and a weak person who doesn't even dare to go to the ring is not qualified to know!"

The little fart child has eyes on him, and he doesn't put Li Xiaobai in his eyes at all, which is quite a stinky fart.

Li Xiaobai's face was so dark that he was about to drip water, this little fart was so stinky that he didn't know who he learned it from.

I really want to teach the Yaya sister in her mouth a hard lesson, if you let yourself run into it, you must beat the other party's ass hard!

"Hey, what kind of cultivation realm are you, why can't I feel the fluctuations of spiritual power on your body?"

The little boy was quiet for a moment, and suddenly asked, he felt a sense of disobedience from Li Xiaobai's body, no matter how you look at it, the other party is the same as those mortals around him who have not cultivated, and the other party does not have the characteristics that a monk should have.

If he hadn't seen that portrait, he would have thought of it as an ordinary person.

"Hehe, a little fart kid, dare to spy on my strength cultivation?"

"It's just a dream!"

Li Xiaobai also glanced at him with disdain, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly.

"Cut, big talk!"

The little kid rolled his eyes and said no more.

Seeing that the little fart child was deflated, Li Xiaobai laughed secretly in his heart, and finally returned to the game, but he was just a little fart, and he could do it in minutes.

A sense of accomplishment arises spontaneously, although it is not a glorious thing to win a little fart in the scolding battle, but this sense of accomplishment is real, anyway, it's over!

Just as Li Xiaobai was about to ask about the Zong family, a group of people came up to him.

Another group of young people, all dressed in silk and satin, looked arrogant and domineering, and everywhere they passed, the stall vendors were all kicked over.

"Made, do business well, get in the way of Young Master Ben, you know?"

"I really don't know what the big boss thinks, this kind of waste without cultivation should be banished and left to fend for itself, setting up a stall here every day, it really stains the eyes of Young Master Ben!"

The peddlers dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and endured all this in silence.

A white-clothed young man led by him scolded and kicked over a few hawkers, walked in the direction of Li Xiaobai, and said with a smile on his face:

"Yo, isn't this a waste wood tiger?"

"Waste wood tiger, how can you fool around in such a place?"

"It should be said that this downtown area is also qualified for you, a waste wood tiger?"

Li Xiaobai looked back, a little shocked, these people who came on hand were actually a group of little children, who looked a lot older than the little children behind him, about fifteen or sixteen years old, at this age, they had almost officially embarked on the path of cultivation.

The little boy behind him saw that these teenagers obviously became a little frightened, and shrank behind Li Xiaobai, but his mouth was still unforgiving.

"Hehe, open your mouth, don't go too far, there are master guards by Young Master Ben's side today, if you don't want to suffer hardship, get out of here!"

The little kid growled angrily.

Li Xiaobai was speechless in his heart, why did he suddenly coax such a stinky little fart?

Feelings are still a master who bullies the soft and fears the hard.

And are the names of this juniors so casual, open their mouths, slap their mouths, and the person who took the name is really a fucking talent.

"Guards?"

"What a big joke, your sect is about to end, where are the guards?"

"That's it?"

"You can't just pull it from the side of the road to be a strong man, right?"

Hearing this, a group of teenagers in front of them laughed, their expressions were full of disdain, from Li Xiaobai's body, they didn't feel the slightest threat, not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, obviously, this is an ordinary person.

"Who are you?"

"Beat up the little master of this sect, how much money he gave you, this young master will give you double!"

The young man named Zhangzui sneered, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, he also came out of the family, and he knew very well that although the family had fallen to the extreme, his vision was not so low that he needed to rely on mortals for help.

Is the person in front of him really just an ordinary person?

"Hehe, in Xia Li Xiaobai, I just met the young master of this sect by chance, and I have no intention of participating in the struggle between you. ”

Li Xiaobai clenched his fists and said politely, very speechless in his heart, why have he been competing with the little fart child recently?

I'm going to do big things!

But at the same time, I was also a little surprised in my heart, and looked at the little fart child behind me without a trace, this little fart child was actually the little master of the Zong family?

I really don't know if it's good luck or bad luck, with this little ancestor, my life will not be peaceful in the future.

"Li Xiaobai?"

"Have you heard of it?"

He opened his mouth and turned his head to look at the group of young people behind him and asked.

"It's just a hillbilly, if you have anything you haven't heard of, you dare to hinder my brother Zhang's affairs, it's just that you don't clean it up!"

"Brother Zhang, let's pull him into the ring, just let these mortals have a good look at the power of cultivators like us!"

"yes, scrap him!"

A group of young people had cruel smiles on the corners of their mouths, and their eyes looked at Li Xiaobai coldly.

Many vendors in the distance had already packed up their things and were about to leave, and many people looked at Li Xiaobai and shook their heads and sighed, obviously, they were used to this situation, but there was no other way than sighing.

A mortal facing a cultivator is like an ant facing a giant elephant, vulnerable to attack.

Li Xiaobai retracted his gaze, looked at the little kid behind him and asked, "Are you the son of the Zong family?"

"Yes, in Xia Zonghu, the third young master of the Zong family is also!"

The little fart boy craned his neck and said proudly.

Li Xiaobai was speechless, and before he could speak, the little boy's words directly choked him enough.

"Open your mouth, just the waste in the foundation building period, thinking that gathering a group of waste can defeat Young Master Ben?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, what is standing in front of you is Li Xiaobai, who is the first day of the Immortal Spirit Continent, if you don't want to die, get out of here as soon as possible!"