It is said that it was originally intended to enter the monks in the mountains and forests where Qingchou Jian is located as a logistics place, and gradually there are more and more monks, which has caused the demand for cultivation resources to become more and more large, and Lizhan Town has also developed from a small town with only dozens of monks to hundreds of monks at this time, and there are countless super cities with anti-vulgarity. Its scale is already second only to the only few first-class immortal cities in Beichen Prefecture, including prefectures and counties, but because immortal cultivators spontaneously gathered together, there is no will of Emperor Tianmang, so they can't call themselves a city, which seems to be a little smaller.

Obviously knowing that there is still a big gap between the prosperity here and his destination Beichenzhou County, but Zhao Lingzhu, who is a "little soil bun", is obviously still shaken by the scenery here in a trance, no wonder Zhao Lingzhu asked Ji Haiyi about the outside world, Ji Haiyi's face was complicated, seven points of fascination, two points of unwillingness, and one point of pain...... Uncle Gi must have experienced more than himself. Zhao Lingzhu thought in his heart, standing in the middle of the street in confusion, looking at the monks who came and went, almost all of them were cultivating in the Purple Mansion, Zhao Lingzhu felt for the first time that there was no difference between monks and mortals, to say that it was different, but it was just to give full play to the law of the weak eating the strong and respecting the strong.

Therefore, he needs to become stronger, this world needs people like himself to support justice, Jian Xin should be indomitable, although Zhao Lingzhu did not see through his own demons, but he has experienced a lot, especially on the way to see unevenness, according to his righteous heart, after sweeping away the injustice, the march has been greatly improved, and will not be affected at will, and the experience of difficulties will not be easily defeated, but get encouragement from it, and be more determined to develop his own path.

"Little brother, but you want to cross the green stream when you pass by?" Zhao Lingzhu was thinking about it, but he didn't want a middle-aged monk to come over with a smile and ask Zhao Lingzhu.

Those who smile and look good are not necessarily good people, but those who are ugly are not necessarily evil-hearted, Zhao Lingzhu learned the first sentence from practice, even if some people call you brothers, but they may also stab you in the back for a spirit stone. With people who can't be trusted, Zhao Lingzhu hasn't learned how to get along yet, but he is very strange how this person can see at a glance that he is about to pass through the Qingchou Stream? Unconsciously, Zhao Lingzhu was already vigilant.

"Little brother, little brother, don't be nervous, but you were told by the poor road? It's nothing, this place is called Lizhan Stack, and all the people who come and go are passing by, going to various places. The pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, obviously they are all people with clear purposes, they are all people who have experience and know where they are going, but little brother, you are alone, wandering, and your face is cloudy and round, and it is natural to see it at a glance when you first arrive. Seeing Zhao Lingzhu's vigilance, the middle-aged monk didn't mind, but continued to talk with a smile.

Hearing the explanation, although Zhao Lingzhu did not completely let go of his vigilance, he also understood what the monk meant, and Zhao Lingzhu couldn't face each other coldly after receiving favors, so he hugged his fists and saluted, and thanked: "Thank you Daoyou, it's me who is the elephant." ”

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way, it's poor, but it's a long-term guest who leaves the inn."

"In the Xia Ling Sword, it is precisely through Beichen Prefecture County that I have met Daoyou." But it is Zhao Lingzhu's pseudonym.

"Be polite, my Taoist friend is a young genius, but he is already a Purple Mansion monk at a young age, which makes my generation embarrassed, and I want to have extraordinary strength all the way, but Qingchou Jian is extraordinary, and it is not easy for Taoist friends to pass through."

"Oh? I would like to hear about it. ”

"The terrain of the Qingchou Stream is dangerous, and there are many demon beasts in it, and there are even demon beasts that exceed the level of the earth immortals, but be careful, it is not a problem for the monk to pass, but the most terrifying thing in the Qingchou Stream is not the demon beast, but the monk." Speaking of this, the middle-aged monk's smiling expression finally retracted, revealing a serious look, "There is a dangerous peak in the Qingchou Stream for a hundred miles, formerly known as Baigu Hill, and later a powerful robber lived there, gathered bandits, and relied on his strong strength to intercept and kill passing monks, kill people and goods, and do all evil, they call themselves scorpion tigers." ”

Scorpion Tiger, Zhao Lingzhu heard this word again, paid attention to it in his heart, his face was silent, and he continued to listen to the narration of Baimu Daoist.

"The scorpion tiger naturally committed the anger of the public, and finally a large number of passing monks gathered, and also invited a number of earth immortal powerhouses to come to help, but it was a tragic and eye-catching battle for countless monks, the monks who went were slandered and ambushed by the strong scorpion tiger, almost completely wiped out, and the earth immortals who directly attacked the mountain were directly repelled by the leader of the scorpion tiger, and left a few of their lives, and the scorpion tiger became famous for a while. Since then, the earth immortals who passed by have not stayed too long, they are not the target of the scorpion tiger, they do not intend to stand up for the low-level monks who have suffered, and the low-level monks dare not speak out, they can only form a group and strive not to be coveted by the scorpion tiger. Therefore, little brother, you must not be brave and brave, you must know that even the monks of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Shen have been poisoned! ”

"What's the best plan for that fellow Daoist?" Zhao Lingzhu listened to the evil deeds of the scorpion tiger, and his heart was agitated, but he endured it, and even the earth immortals couldn't solve the trouble, and he might not have a way.

"There is naturally a way, the so-called large number of people is powerful, and the scorpion tiger will not fall out of the nest every time it moves, and it is natural to entangle a force that is more powerful than the scorpion tiger to avoid confrontation with the scorpion tiger. As long as the Taoist friends believe me, I will be able to find a monk to partner with the Taoist friends, ensure that they are reliable, and we will be led by a guide who is familiar with the terrain, and can pass through the Qingchou Stream as soon as possible. "Finally, the truth was revealed, it turned out to be the introduction of business, and when it came to business, Baimudao people resumed their smiling and amiable appearance, and their mouths were like hanging rivers.

I have to say that Zhao Lingzhu was moved, not because he was not confident in his own strength, but because the destination was in front of him, Zhao Lingzhu did not plan to regenerate right and wrong, and arriving safely, smoothly and quickly was exactly what Zhao Lingzhu wanted.

"So what do you want?" Zhao Lingzhu asked.

Hearing Zhao Lingzhu's answer, seeing that the business was about to be completed, Baimudao's eyes were even narrower and almost invisible, and he grinned and said, "Thanks to the review, only twenty catties of spiritual liquid are needed." ”

The price is really not cheap, it is already worth a good high-grade magic weapon, as if Zhao Lingzhu will not refuse if he is right. But Zhao Lingzhu did not lack this bit of spirit stone spiritual liquid, and when he heard the price, he breathed a sigh of relief, he had nothing to ask for, if it was just for money, it would be the best.

"Then there is Lao Daoyou." Zhao Lingzhu arched his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, come with me......"

Monks are not without desire, but there is nothing to enjoy in small places such as Yanshan Mountain City, for monks, they can enjoy far more than all that they have, as for those who are pure and have few desires, they think that avoiding temptation can help them not to practice as high as a higher realm, but more monks disdain this statement, and whether it is useful in the world of cultivating immortals is not the same, there are indeed ascetic cultivators who have attained the Tao and ascended to immortals, But there are also countless free and uninhibited people who are free and easy to enjoy the Three Realms.

Zhao Lingzhu is extremely respectful of his own enjoyment, which is related to his temperament, and also related to Zhao Lingzhu's spirit fox clone, after all, because of the requirements for the state of mind, Zhao Lingzhu has more understanding of the world, and enjoying life is a good way, at least Zhao Lingzhu himself thinks so. It's just that Zhao Lingzhu's enjoyment methods were too few before, it was nothing more than enjoying the sleep time that other monks could hardly have, and being greedy for some mouths.

In the Mangya Star Fu Dan Palace, Zhao Lingzhu harvested a little bit of soil, this kind of legendary immortal soil that is most suitable for planting has been moved back to the mysterious space by Zhao Lingzhu early, at this time to fully absorb the boundless aura in the mysterious space, and there is plenty of time to grow naturally, at this time there is already an acre square, enough for Zhao Lingzhu to plant all the spiritual roots and immortal plants obtained from the Dan Palace, those spiritual roots that make it abundant are worth a lot of money, and many of them are good things that can be directly advanced for a Purple Mansion monk, But the spirit fox clone must go through a special way, for Zhao Lingzhu is just to satisfy the appetite, and before he knows it, Zhao Lingzhu has become extravagant.

But this is just Zhao Lingzhu's own petty bourgeoisie, and he has not seen the most extensive means of enjoyment in the immortal cultivation world, but at this time, he has the opportunity to see it. The small teahouse, just like the ordinary in general, small and exquisite, antique, but the atmosphere alone is incomparable in the mundane, and it does have the style of a fairy family. The teahouse can't accommodate too many monks, listening to the Baimu Taoist narrated, this place is already a relatively good place in the stack, of course, the consumption is also good, here is just three spiritual tea on the table, a few plates of melons and fruits with special appearances, it is already worth several catties of spiritual liquid, and a few catties of spiritual liquid in the place where the monk's cultivation is still low is already all the income of a family in a short period of time.

But the price is high, but in fact, Zhao Lingzhu doesn't care about this little spiritual liquid, and learned about the values outside from Qian Guoli, Zhao Lingzhu unconsciously found that he seemed to have a small asset, but it didn't hurt to squander it. Picked up the teacup, tasted it carefully, and wanted to find out what was the difference between this liquid that was worth a low-level magic weapon for only a few cups, and took a sip of it, the fragrance was overflowing, and the lips and teeth were fragrant, Zhao Lingzhu was not at a loss, but he drank all the tea under the movement of his index finger, and then found that there were not two outsiders on the table, and he couldn't help but be ashamed. Baimudao didn't say much, but waved his hand, and after a while, another cup of spiritual tea was delivered.

After a long time, Baimu Daoist took a sip of tea and said to Zhao Lingzhu: "Since Daoist friends have agreed and paid the deposit, please relax, now this leave the stack to stay, and after three days, I will leave together when I have gathered enough monks." Although the stack is small, there is still enough scenery, and Spirit Sword Dao friends may wish to see it. ”

"What Daoyou said is that I am also fascinated by this style, so I will leave first, and I will come as promised in three days."

"Fellow Daoists, let's go."

Saying that, Zhao Lingzhu drank the tea again, got up and left, and when he turned around, he glanced at the same table, a monk who drank tea and was silent, this is a good hand in the primordial spirit, Zhao Lingzhu felt it clearly, but when Zhao Lingzhu asked, Bai Mu just deduced that it was his entourage guard. There can be a person with good strength, there are only two kinds of people, one has strength, and the other has power, Zhao Lingzhu secretly raised another layer of evaluation of Baimu Daoist.

Watching Zhao Lingzhu leave, the monk who had been silent opened his mouth, and he asked the Baimu Daoist suspiciously: "Tomb Bai Steward, why do you choose such a little guy?" It's just a Purple Mansion monk, there shouldn't be any oil and water on him, right? ”

"Hmph, that's why your cultivation is obviously good but still not reused by the big bosses, short-sighted, just because just a Purple Mansion monk can come here alone already shows that he is extraordinary, I have a hunch, I will definitely be able to get a lot of things from him, go and inform the brothers, do a good job, it will be indispensable to your benefits!" At this time, the "Baimu" Taoist smiled and said coldly.

"Thank you, steward, steward!" The monk complimented him and turned away.

Leaving the "Baimu" Taoist to sit at the table alone, the tea and shisha were curling.