"How is Grandpa Wan!" After Wan Ziming sat down, Leng Rou immediately asked.

"You unconscionable girl, don't say pour me a glass of water, old man, I'm really dry for a few places for you!" Wan Ziming joked.

"So what's going on?" Leng Rou hurriedly handed over a cup of tea.

"No problem, he actually gave me six places!" Wan Ziming took a sip of tea, took out six jade medals from the ring and put them on the table.

"But there are seven of us, what if there is one left?" Leng Rou asked rhetorically.

"I asked, in addition to some predetermined places, the remaining fifty jade medals will be placed in the martial arts arena of Zephyr City as a reward, as long as the cultivation does not exceed the martial artist of the Enlightenment Period" I asked, in addition to some predetermined places, the remaining fifty jade medals will put him in the martial arts arena of Zephyr City as a reward, as long as the cultivation does not exceed the martial artist of the Enlightenment Period can enter the top fifty can get the jade medal. ”

"When will it start?" asked Han Hao.

"Three days later. ”

"Except for the head of the regiment, I guess none of us are sure to get the jade medal. Shen Turan thought for a moment and said.

"Grandpa Wan, why don't you think of a way again?" Leng Rou said again.

"You girl, it's really so easy to use your grandfather's favor!"

"Okay Leng Rou, don't embarrass our predecessors anymore, we have to find a way to solve our own affairs!" Han Hao opened his mouth to stop.

"Xiao Haozi, do you already have any solutions?" asked Su Yumeng.

"I think if I didn't have a Enlightenment Martial Artist, it wouldn't have been a problem for me to get a jade medal. Han Hao asked.

"You kid is a little arrogant, just rely on your Yun Dan fifth-layer cultivation?" Wan Ziming shook his head.

"Senior Wan, have you forgotten that Brother Hao once used the secret method to fight a near-draw with a first-level martial artist of the Enlightenment Spirit!" Su Qing hurriedly said.

"That's right, I have this memory!" Wan Ziming just said what happened when he first met Han Hao and them a few days ago.

"Leave the matter of the token to me!" Han Hao's eyes flashed with a strong battle intent, he had broken through too quickly recently, and he just needed a few battles to stabilize his cultivation.

"By the way, you all have to go with me for three days, whether you can get the ranking or not, but everyone has to participate in the battle. Han Hao looked at the few people here and said.

"Are we going to participate too?" asked Su Yumeng.

"Must participate!" Han Hao said firmly.

"Alright!" said in unison.

Wan Ziming saw Han Hao's arrangement and nodded with satisfaction.

"Several, if you still want to live today, hurry up and pay the money!" At this time, the shopkeeper heard that they still had to stay in West Wind City for three days, so he stepped forward and said.

"Bastard, what are you anxious about, I'm afraid we won't be able to pay?" Fang Ling said.

"Seven people can only afford to open four rooms, what kind of garlic do you charge?" said the shopkeeper with a disdainful look at the corner of his mouth.

"What's the situation?" Wan Ziming was confused when he saw this.

"Grandpa Wan, we...," Leng Rou explained on the side.

"Dogs look at people with low eyes, no wonder you can only be a shopkeeper for the rest of your life. Wan Ziming suddenly released his own momentum, and the oppressed shopkeeper retreated again and again, lying directly on the ground, how could he withstand the momentum oppression of the king realm of a catastrophe with only seven layers of cultivation.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in my shop, and I can't find death!" At this time, suddenly a mysterious majesty came from the backyard of the inn.

"Hmph, you can try!" At this time, Wan Ziming's whole body momentum was released towards the backyard of the inn.

"The Lord of the Catastrophe Realm, please be merciful!" At this time, a middle-aged man who suddenly walked in at the door of the counter and thought he was slightly obese, with a rich face.

"Lord Wang, may I ask where the shop is upsetting you?" the middle-aged man walked up to him with Wan Ziming's coercion and said tremblingly.

"Why did you mess with me? I have to ask the guys in your shop!" Wan Ziming saw that the shopkeeper's attitude was quite respectful, so he withdrew his coercion.

"Whew, what's going on?" the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the shopkeeper lying on the ground.

"Palm, shopkeeper, I, I don't know!" said the shopkeeper stumbling, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Rubbish!" said that, the shopkeeper raised his palm to hit the shopkeeper.

"Okay, hurry up and open a few more rooms for me, I don't have time to look at your ink here!" Wan Ziming waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes, yes, I'm coming!" the shopkeeper heard Wan Ziming's words and nodded hurriedly.

"This is the room fee, let's go!" Wan Ziming took the key, waved his hand and left more than 20 lower grade spirit stones on the counter.

"My lord, no, I don't need to be a little filial piety to you!" where did the shopkeeper dare to accept it, and waved his hand again and again.

"Bastard, do you think I'm the one who sent you this little spirit stone?" Wan Ziming glared, and the shopkeeper practiced again and said, "No, no!"

"Let's go!" Wan Ziming took Han Hao and a few people upstairs.

"Are you bastard trying to kill me?" The shopkeeper sent Wan Ziming away, raised his leg and kicked the shopkeeper on the body, and the shopkeeper spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn, if it weren't for your sister's pleasing sake, I would have thrown you to feed the dog!"

"Haha, cool, so cool!" Fang Ling clapped his hands as he went upstairs, and the rest of the people were also very happy.

"Okay, just a shopkeeper will make you happy like this, the people you will face in the future are much stronger than the shopkeepers!" Han Hao said.

"Well, what Han Hao said is right, but it's also my fault, I forgot to ask you about the spirit stones! After the martial artist has embarked on the right path, the gold and silver treasures in the mortal world will be useless, and no matter what you want to buy in the future, you will need spirit stones. ”

"I have some spirit stones here to give to you, and the road in the future is up to you!" Wan Ziming took out a thousand lower-grade spirit stones from the ring and threw them to Han Hao.

"Martial artists can use spirit stones to cultivate from the Yundan period, and I don't have much left in order to break through the Tribulation Period after so many years, so you will use it!"

"No need for seniors, we will find a way to earn the spirit stones ourselves!" Han Hao refused.

"Take it, it's the old man's investment in you!" Wan Ziming threw it directly into Han Hao's hands, turned around and went back to his room.

"Senior Wan is so good!" Su Yumeng said as she looked at Wan Ziming's back, and the rest of the people nodded in agreement.

"If it weren't for Leng Rou, how could a master like Senior Xiang Wan take care of us!" Shen Turan said on the side.

"Shen Turan is right, martial artists are generally very selfish, the more advanced the cultivation, the more indifferent the family, friendship and love, there are countless examples of brothers turning against each other and becoming enemies, I hope you can always maintain a martial arts original intention in the future. Han Hao nodded and said with some sadness.

"I, Shen Turan, swear to the sky with my soul, if one day I betray my brothers and sisters and betray the mercenary group, I will be wiped out forever, and I will never be able to live forever!"