Although the old shopkeeper's face was wrinkled like an air-dried chrysanthemum, and his eyes were usually unopened, Xi Muyan felt that he might have noticed something, they had lived here for the past few days, and the old man was as enthusiastic as if he was serving his ancestors, which was really unbearable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

So most of the time they still hide in their rooms and meditate.

Three days later, when the most seriously injured had regained some mobility, they left the town.

One of the reasons why he is so impatient is that Cheng Ziyan received an order from the master to rush back to the sect as soon as possible, although he did not explain what the reason was, but the head of the sect personally summoned him, and he would never let him go back to take the child.

The second is for their own safety. Although the gang of the Black Wind Dao people didn't know what they were doing, but the person in charge was killed, if there were people behind them, then they might face greater danger, and now they are scum with only five combat effectiveness, but I'm afraid that even self-protection will be a problem when the time comes.

So the group of people went on the road so slowly.

Cheng Ziyan has almost recovered, the boat controlled by him carried the other three, Yu Wenqi took a tailwind boat and took care of a few people with limited mobility by the way, and Xi Muyan sat cross-legged on Pei Yaqing's flying sword as before, hiding behind him to avoid the wind.

Since he didn't have to spend any energy himself, Xi Muyan simply released the ink wing, and put it on the sword when he was tired, anyway, this little guy's wings can already fly, and he is not afraid that it will fall to death.

Ink Wing, who passed through the middle of the clouds, seemed to be curious, and refused to stay in his master's arms all the way, but always stretched out his claws to grab one. When it passes through the air, but there is nothing in the palm, it will run back to the master in frustration to be coquettish, but it doesn't have a long memory. So the picture repeats itself on this continuous journey.

Pei Yaqing felt that Xi Muyan spoiled it too much, as a pet beast, Mo Yi seemed to only eat, sleep, sleep, eat, and occasionally be coquettish, and for the master's battle, he couldn't help at all, and it was useless to be cannon fodder. But Xi Muyan doesn't care, Mo Yi is so smart, when its strength reaches a certain level, it will naturally become fierce, the demon beast has its own demon beast inheritance, and she knows very little about this aspect, so it is not good to interfere.

Although Pei Yaqing was not persuaded by her, she acquiesced to her approach, but often teased and scared Mo Yi mischievously, and at first the little guy was afraid to find the master to be coquettish. But later, when I saw that Pei Yaqing would not really hurt it, she was bold, not only would she not be frightened, but it was used as a game, and she had a lot of fun with Pei Yaqing.

This made Pei Yaqing feel very frustrated.

Perhaps even God favored them, and the rest of the journey was very peaceful. Even high-ranking monks were rare, and at ten o'clock in the evening five days later, the seven of them arrived at the foot of Wanren Mountain, where the Tianyuan Sect was located.

At first, Mt. Wan was not a very tall and famous mountain.

But well, as the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there is a name for immortals, since Tianyuan Sect has made a name and status on the mainland, Wanren Mountain has also risen with the tide, and has become a holy place for cultivation that everyone on the mainland yearns for.

At the foot of Wanren Mountain is a very large city.

Its history of existence is as long as that of the Tian Yuan Sect, and because it is backed by the big tree of the Tian Yuan Sect, it has developed particularly rapidly. It has not decayed for thousands of years, and it has a profound heritage, although it is not as good as a city like Tiandu Huadu, but it is not far behind.

A Ronghua Road runs through the north and south in the city.

Seven men landed outside the northern gates, each with his weapons. I stepped into the city leisurely.

Xi Muyan looked at the few people sitting and chatting at the city gate in surprise, and then asked Cheng Ziyan: "There is no need to pay the city entry tax here?" ”

Cheng Ziyan nodded with a smile and pointed to the pedestrians on the street: "Look, there are so many people coming and going in this city, if you care about this, I'm afraid you will have to delay a lot of things." ”

Xi Muyan glanced at it, and then was surprised: "The proportion of monks is really high." ”

"Hmm." Cheng Ziyan took out his fan again, and slowly fanned it, anyway, it was already the time of summer, and it wouldn't be too abrupt, if it wasn't for the first acquaintance, he knew a little bit about his personality, otherwise, just with the standard son's outfit of the white-clothed folding fan, Xi Muyan would have to button him a hat with 13.

"Baiyun City is backed by the Tianyuan Sect, and it is naturally the window of the Tianyuan Sect to the outside world, there are shops in the Fang Market that are specially open to monks, and the prices are also fair, so many monks will come here to do business."

"I heard there's an auction house here." Pei Yaqing looked at the passers-by and asked with interest.

"Yes." Cheng Ziyan made a movement in his hand, and then slapped his fan, "Eight Treasures Pavilion, there are indeed a lot of good things in it, and we came back at the right time, the triennial trading dark market is coming, if Brother Pei is interested, you might as well go and take a look." ”

"It's nature." Pei Yaqing nodded, and easily pushed aside a young man who almost bumped into him with skill.

Cheng Ziyan's eyes jumped, and he secretly said bad in his heart, and before he could speak, he saw the young man grab Pei Yaqing's sleeve, his body fell to the ground, and as soon as his neck was raised, he began to cry.

While crying, he shouted: "You hit my leg painfully, hurry up and apologize!" ”

The young man's original white robe rubbed to the ground, and he wiped his face with his sleeve regardless of it, and then rubbed his snot and tears on his sleeve.

Pei Yaqing frowned, and the next moment she wanted to slap the young man away with one palm, but she was pulled by Xi Muyan's arm.

"This is Baiyun City."

Xi Muyan said in a low voice, and his eyes gestured around.

It is human nature to love to see the excitement, regardless of which world, just for a while, there are a lot of people around to watch the excitement, and when you look at it, it is indeed Baiyun City, and eight out of ten are monks, although they are basically low-level monks below Jindan.

Even in the restaurant next to it, there are many people who have their eyes on this side, and there are even people on the second floor lying on the railing openly, drinking and watching with a small wine glass.

Xi Muyan couldn't help but wonder if people's lives were so boring that they were bored and moldy, so they paid so much attention to this kind of liveliness?

Although Pei Yaqing listened to Xi Muyan's advice and did not shoot the young man away, the appearance of the young man's snot and tears was really difficult for him, a semi-clean patient, to accept, so he quickly pulled back his sleeve and took a step back, but this retreat turned into Xi Muyan in front of him.

So some people began to boo, and even a woman taunted him for only drilling behind the woman when he was in trouble.

Since he couldn't make a move, Pei Yaqing didn't bother to bother with these people, just raised his eyes and looked at the sky and waited for the situation to develop.

Xi Muyan looked at the young man lying on the ground with a smile, leaned over and said, "Where is the injury?" My sister is a doctor, can I show you? ”

"Not good!" The young man moved back guardedly, with a look of disbelief, "You don't look like a doctor anywhere, you're a liar!" ”

"Oh?" Xi Muyan still smiled, tilted his head, and then said, "Then what do you want to do?" ”

When the young man heard her words, he stopped crying, quickly wiped his face, turned an originally white little face into a big flower face, and said in a crisp voice: "Seeing that you are a foreigner, just give a gold ingot for a consultation!" ”

Xi Muyan snorted, looked at the people around him, shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently: "The gold ingots are no problem, my sister is rich, but I'm really worried about your legs, since you can't trust me, why don't we find a local doctor to show you?" What if there is something else wrong and one gold ingot is not enough? ”

At this time, some of the onlookers also muttered in a whisper that understood: Bacheng is a little liar, the opening is a gold ingot, be careful that the fat sheep becomes a tiger.

Xi Muyan raised his eyes and glanced at the side where he spoke, and said in his belly: "Isn't it a tiger, my aunt is still a tigress." ”

The young man was naturally unhappy, so he just messed around and asked for medical fees, but he didn't go to the hospital to find a doctor.

Xi Muyan didn't care what he said, just stretched out his hand and patted him on the leg, and then tapped his fingers lightly before the young man screamed, and the young man just opened his mouth, but there was no sound at all. Xi Muyan was still smiling, arched his hand to the people around him, said thank you for the support, and then lifted the young man up, saying that he wanted to find a medical center.

At this time, the young man didn't spill anymore, and obediently let Xi Muyan hold his back collar, with a painful look on his face.

Xi Muyan is naturally not looking for a medical hall, at this time, what he is looking for is naturally an inn.

They can't just go up the mountain, they have to recharge their energy to deal with emergencies.

Cheng Ziyan didn't say anything, just led the way in front, and after a short time, he came to the largest Xianlaiju Inn in Baiyun City. As soon as he entered the door, Xi Muyan could see that he was indeed worthy of being an immortal, and his feelings were specially designed to entertain monks, and even the shopkeeper had a shallow cultivation on his body.

Cheng Ziyan, as the landlord, is naturally the right to be the east, in the territory of Tianyuan Sect, the eldest disciple of the sect master is naturally different from others, he can't afford to offend, let alone stammer, so he can only serve well.

Entering the private room, as soon as Xi Muyan let go, the young man fell to the ground with a bang, glaring at Xi Muyan with bared teeth, and got up and rubbed his buttocks.

A few people sat down, but the young man was thick-skinned and bold enough, so he went to the table and began to gobble it up.

Pei Yaqing's face was already comparable to the bottom of a pot.

Xi Muyan just wanted to tease him, but when he turned his head, he found that Cheng Ziyan's face was not much better.

Hey? This person, who has always been a personable and elegant gentleman, why is he angry today?

Before Xi Muyan could figure it out, he heard Cheng Ziyan slap the table and drank: "Xu Wentao, have you lost enough of shame!" (To be continued)