(I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

When he got closer, he found that this small city was very gorgeous, and the city walls were full of talismans, forming a protective array, and the colorful light was pretending to be on the cover, which was very beautiful. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info a few golden characters floating in the air of the small city, written: within a court, there is its own happiness.

Although Wukong has not read much of the Confucian classics, he has the talent of the third senior brother Wuming, and he knows a little bit about it, and knows that the meaning of these eight words means "in the family, there is supreme pleasure." "It seems that the people who live here have a strong sense of family.

Turning his gaze to the foot of the mountain, Wukong realized that he had seen it wrong in the distance, the surrounding area of the small city was not a small village, but a row of wine shops and teahouses, and the cooking smoke he saw in the distance was just emitted from the kitchen of the wine store.

The fragrance entered his nose, Wukong suddenly felt that his stomach was empty, and he felt a fight with his soul when he was detained, and walked into the nearest wine shop, only to see that it was already full of people, and the shopkeeper came to him, and said with a smile: "Senior, I'm sorry, it's full!" ”

Wukong didn't care about it at first, but after changing a few houses, it was like this, and he began to feel that there was something wrong! It's not a big town, how can there be so many people? Could it be that this is a place to recharge? Considering that this place is located between the Qixiu Mountain Range and another mountain range, and there are many people practicing here, it is indeed very possible.

Fortunately, there are enough wine shops here, and finally found a place in a wine shop far away from the small town, although it is in the corner, Wukong didn't care, the wine and food came up, and just after a few bites, he heard an immortal cultivator at the table say to his companion:

"I hope I can rent a better Ding furnace this time, I've been stuck in this realm for too long!"

The tone was gloomy and helpless, and with a little hope, there were four or five half-pound wine jugs on the right hand, with watery eyes and red cheeks, and it seemed that he had drunk a lot. Generally, immortal cultivators drink to be refreshed, no one will really suppress the exercises, just to buy drunk, Wukong was surprised in his heart, and he didn't realize that he looked at this person a few more times.

Looking at this person's appearance, he should be a casual cultivator, he is approaching his twilight years, and the realm is still at the peak of the third realm, no wonder he has such feelings. It's just what he calls the furnace...... Could it be that this is not what you think?

"The fairy fate that I hit last time was good, and Mo Lao will definitely be able to get his wish this time, if it is not enough, it is better to take my share."

Sitting opposite the old man was a loose cultivator with the opening qualifications, and his cultivation was also the peak of the third realm, and he looked big-eyed and looked very bold.

"Thank you, Brother Cheng!"

Hearing what this person said, Mo Lao had a smile on his face, and raised his wine glass to salute the bold person.

When Wukong was thinking, he only heard the sound of a bell chime outside, and after the people in the wine shop heard it, a trace of joy appeared on their faces, and they got up and walked out.

Seeing this scene, although Wukong was surprised in his heart, he didn't have the heart to see the excitement, and turned his attention back to the food in front of him, not wanting to hear Brother Cheng walking out again, and said to Mo Lao: "I heard that this time there is a Ding Furnace with the blood of the ice spirit, which is very beneficial to Mo Lao's ice system exercises......

Wukong, who was behind him, didn't have much of the heart to listen, threw down a handful of low-level Yuan stones, got up and chased out.

"Two seniors, please!"

After catching up with the two loose cultivators, Wukong saluted them and stopped them.

"When the younger generation first arrived in your place, and when they saw the magnificent scenery here, they wanted to take the liberty of asking the seniors, where can I exchange some utensils that the younger generations can use here."

Seeing the two of them looking at him with scrutinizing eyes, Wukong took a few steps back to show that he had no ill intentions, and asked again.

"Artifacts? My brother has found a place to borrow, and he can't exchange any utensils for Le Ting, but there are a lot of famous utensils! As he spoke, an ambiguous smile appeared on the face of the immortal cultivator surnamed Cheng.

"Name? Can the juniors go in and open their eyes! ”

Wukong really didn't know what the so-called famous weapon meant, thinking that it was nothing more than a heaven-level or immortal-level magic weapon, or which great power had used it. He didn't care about that, he just wanted to find an excuse to go in and see if the so-called Ice Spirit bloodline was what he thought.

"If you have a Yuan Stone, you can do it!" The immortal cultivator surnamed Cheng looked Wukong up and down, and when he saw that he didn't even have the lowest level of storage equipment, he shook his head, threw down a sentence and walked towards the small city with Mo Lao.

"Thank you, senior!" Wukong bowed carefully to their backs, paused for a moment, and turned to walk towards one of the lavishly decorated wine shops.

"Senior, you ......"

The shopkeeper who cultivated for only the first realm ran over, and was about to say hello when Wukong raised his hand to stop him, and said to him, "Is the shopkeeper there?" I want to do business with him. ”

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Wukong, who came out of the liquor store again, had a low-level storage bag on his waist, and there were some intermediate and low-level Yuan stones in it. His original one was torn apart by the royal father in Ecstasy Valley, and he never found a chance to make up for another one, and he just went to the wine store to change this thing.

In front of the city gate of the small city, I saw two rows of beautiful women in light clothes standing on both sides, Yan is thin and fat, tall and small, everything is available, all of them have delicate faces, although there is no peerless posture, but it is also a variety of amorous.

The pair of pairs of bright eyes that can speak, and the immortal cultivators with poor concentration are full of complexion, if it weren't for the public, it is estimated that they would have pounced directly. Wukong's performance is very "normal", with his eyes lowered and the curtain down, but his eyes peek around from time to time, and like most immortal cultivators, he is not particularly eye-catching.

When I arrived at the gate, there were two rows of handsome guys standing inside, and in the same way, people with various aesthetic views could find their own spleen and stomach here, but the eyes of these people were looking at some of the immortal cultivators who were wearing hoods and hats and hiding their tracks.

These handsome guys and beauties are all immortal cultivators, and the realm is from the first realm to the third realm, and there are all periods, and now if Wukong doesn't know what to do here, he will live three lives in vain!

In the inner room, on the hillside, pavilions and pavilions are built according to the mountain, and the styles are also different, from magnificent to quiet and dusty; The stream in front of me is like a trickle, the corridor is like a belt, extending to both sides, and the immortal cultivators who come in here are divided into two streams, one is led by the handsome guys to the right, and the other is led by the beautiful women to the left side.

Wukong walked to the left side among the immortal cultivators, took a cyan scroll from the hand of a beautiful woman, opened it and saw that it turned out to be some instructions and taboos. The content is nothing special, it just reminds the immortal cultivators who come in to do what they can, don't be the master without Yuan Shi, the consequences will be very miserable, quite miserable, very miserable! And for the convenience of immortal cultivators, there is also a special place to exchange yuan stones, which can be exchanged with magic weapons, talismans, pills and the like.

Wukong glanced twice, and then received the storage bag, and looked around like Grandma Liu who had entered the Grand View Garden, only to see that next to the stream was a half-moon-shaped three-story building, facing a three-story altar hidden in the flowers on the other side of the stream.

Most of the casual cultivators sat on the first floor in groups, brightly dressed and generous, threw a few intermediate yuan stones to the beautiful woman guarding the staircase, and walked upstairs.

Wukong naturally didn't want to be an uncle, but when he arrived, the first floor was already full! There were a few casual cultivators who occupied a table by themselves, but there was an expression on their faces that they should not be approached, he didn't want to touch the mold, anyway, it wasn't bad for those few yuan stones. I don't want to be on the second floor! I had to spend some intermediate yuan stones and sit on the third floor.

Come up and see, these yuan stones are also worth the cost, they are all one person and one table, the table is full of all kinds of snacks, there is tea and wine, and there is a beautiful woman at the table to serve. Wukong thought to himself, this time we will also be corrupt! took out the panache of the first life, picked a position with a good vision, sat down, and enjoyed the professional-level service of the beauty.

After a while, the three floors were full, and those who came late could only add some seats in the corridor, just when Wukong squinted his eyes, while enjoying and thinking about the ice spirit bloodline that the immortal cultivator surnamed Cheng said, trouble came to the door!

"Junior, what are you doing here as a Buddhist forger, I see that you don't have any yuan stones to rent the Ding furnace here, then, there are a few intermediate yuan stones here, take them to the secret door to have fun!" As he spoke, several white rays of light shot at him.

Wukong's slightly narrowed eyes flashed with cold light, but he still sat there lazily and didn't move, stretched out his left hand, conjured a claw shadow in front of him, grabbed the few white lights in his hand, and put them in the hands of the beautiful women who served him beside him without looking at them, and said lightly: "I'm giving it to you!" ”

"Thank you, Childe!"

The woman smiled sweetly, put a grape between her two jade fingers, placed it on Goku's lips, and whispered in his ear.

Neither of them looked at the person who threw the Yuan Stone, the man froze in front of the first layer of scattered cultivators, his face was red and white, and his teeth were so angry that he gritted his teeth and gurgled in anger, but he didn't dare to really make trouble here, Wukong was right at this point, so he ignored this guy.

"Yo! Liu Gongzi, it's the negligence of the people below, come, please, I've reserved a seat for you on the third floor! ”

A woman dressed elegantly and dustily greeted her, but the words she said were vulgar and scum, but the surrounding immortal cultivators all ate this set, and many people's eyes involuntarily stared at her plump buttocks, reluctant to turn their eyes.

When Liu Gongzi passed by Wukong's seat, he suddenly snorted coldly, and a cold energy hit the back of Wukong's head.

"What's the matter, so noisy!"

Wukong still sat still and didn't move, his left hand was like a boneless, he swung it back, and with a flick of his fingers, a touch of golden light flashed at his nails, and the cold energy was bounced back by the same way and shot towards Liu Gongzi's body.

A light film suddenly flashed on Liu Gongzi's body, and the body protector was automatically activated, only a snapping sound was heard, and the light mask was not broken, but Liu Gongzi's figure was beaten to a stagger. (To be continued.) )