"Hehe, those two people are indeed talented, and their luck is not weak, not only have they obtained powerful exercises and magic weapons, but they also have Dongtian puppets!"

The silver-robed man on the left took a sip of tea and said with a smile!

Another silver-robed man turned his head to look out the window into the distance, which was the direction of Qinglin Peak, and said, "It's useless, wait for the big thing to be done..."

"Shh

Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by his companion, and the two of them looked in the direction of the east of the town at the same time, and even if there was a wall blocking it, they still seemed to be able to see through.

"Yuan Infant Realm?"

"Yes, the cultivation is one level stronger than you and me! But it's best not to affect our major affairs, otherwise we will be killed!"

In the blink of an eye, the two had disappeared from their seats.

...

At the east gate of the town, an old man and a young man led a horse into the city.

The young man has red lips and white teeth, thick eyebrows and big eyes, fair and translucent skin, a little cool, but a little cute.

The old man was slumped and trembling, as if he would be blown down by the wind at any moment, his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were bright.

"Grandpa Hirayama, why did you stop?"

Pingshan smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm just a little surprised, I didn't expect that there would be two Yuanying masters in a small city!"

"Two Yuan Babies?" the young man didn't care, leading the horse and continuing to move forward, looking at everything around him as he walked, he was very curious about everything around him, "The Immortal Spirit Sect is here, it should be here for this!"

"Well, as long as it doesn't threaten the young master's safety, the old man has no interest in their purpose, even if he does it, he can deal with it!"

"Grandpa Hirayama, take it easy, we're out to play, don't look at everyone like an enemy. Let's find a place to live first, and then go to the Immortal Spirit Sect tomorrow to see if this first major sect in the Wasteland 10,000 years ago is as true as it is recorded!"

"The young master is right!"

The two of them walked on until they reached the west of the town, and they did not come across a satisfactory abode, which was either noisy or uninteresting!

"Leisurely thatched cottage?hehe, the name is not bad, but the scenery in the garden is a little worse, in general, it is okay, and you can live without being strong!"

Pingshan glanced at it, and a smile appeared on his face, it was extremely rare to be able to create such a spiritual courtyard in such a remote place!

Although the flowers and trees in the garden are not spiritual plants, the spiritual energy contained in them is no worse than that of the first- and second-order spiritual plants, which shows the intentions.

"Young master, wait a moment!"

Hirayama walked over and knocked on the door a few times.

Two minutes later, a subordinate ran out, looked at the two suspiciously, and asked politely.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?

Pingshan clasped his fists and saluted: "Hello little brother, the old man and the young master have come from afar, and they want to spend a night in the house!"

"Uncle said with a smile, the thatched cottage is not an inn, please move, walk three hundred meters ahead, there is an inn, the price is favorable..."

"Little brother misunderstood, we are not short of money here, we just think this place is not bad! Your master should also be a cultivator, please introduce me, he will definitely not blame you!"

Although Hirayama was not in a hurry to speak, it made people feel shocked.

"Uncle is also a cultivator?" Although he didn't look like it, he didn't dare to offend at will, "I am a mortal with the naked eye, and I don't know the identities of the two, please understand, it's just that my master is not in the house, so I can't recommend it..."

Pingshan nodded, the situation in the house had long been understood, and it was indeed the only person who existed, and he was not angry and blamed.

"What is your master's name, as long as I am still in the city, my consciousness will be found in a moment, and it will not be too long!"

"What?"

Even if you are not a cultivator, you know that your divine sense has a scope, and if you want to find someone in the whole city, your cultivation is so high that you can imagine it.

"We just want to borrow for one night, we have no other ideas, we will negotiate with your master for the payment, he will definitely not blame you!"

"Uncle, our master's name is Xiao Lang, because the house has been moved to the northwest mountain, and the master is also there, so... I'm sorry I didn't let you live in without permission!"

"On the mountains in the northwest?"

"Not bad!"

Pingshan nodded, and his divine sense spread out in the northwest direction, and he didn't stop until he saw Nanshan, and a strong smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you for informing!"

After speaking, Hirayama turned around and left, leaving a bewildered subordinate.

Seeing this, the young man smiled slightly and asked, "Grandpa Pingshan, hasn't he found a better place?"

Pingshan said with a smile: "As soon as the young master and I came, I knew that it was guaranteed to be a good place, although it was also the handiwork of the owner of this place, it was much better!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely!

Pingshan did not hide the joy in his heart, there were dozens of fourth-order spirit fruits all over the mountain, all kinds of high-quality spirit grasses, except for a few forces of the same strength, no one had seen such a big hand.

In addition, the scenery around the mountain is extremely beautiful.

"That's great!"

The two were about to get on their horses and leave, when a voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Get out of the way of the people in front, Miss Ben is driving a carriage for the first time, if you are hit, you can only say that you are unlucky!"

A carriage came crookedly, and a smile appeared on Mu Ling'er's face, and there was no fear that the carriage was out of control.

The two didn't care at all, and let the carriage crash into it.

The distance is getting closer and closer, but Mu Ling'er is in a hurry, and hurriedly tightens the reins in his hand, it is not good to really hit someone.

Pulling too quickly, Ma Er directly raised his front body, so frightened that Mu Ling'er's face changed, and he glared at the two of them angrily.

"Who are you, why are you blocking the door of Brother Lang's house? I don't know how to give way when I see the carriage coming, what are your intentions?"

The first voice was snatched, Mu Ling'er didn't panic at all, and looked at the two of them carefully.

Comforted himself in his heart: "An old man full of wrinkles, a cute child, there is no threat, and it is still at the door of Brother Lang's house, you must be tough, you can't be ashamed!"

"Little girl, you can't drive a carriage, and you have to be fully responsible for hitting people!"

Pingshan didn't mean to blame, Mu Ling'er was fun, of course he had to cooperate a little.

"Hmph, you're still scaring my horses!"

Mu Ling'er jumped out of the carriage and knocked on the door, and it didn't take long for the little brother to open the door again.

"Miss Mu, are you looking for Xiao Lang? they are all in Nanshan!"

"Oh, well, I'll go find them!"

As soon as I came out of retreat, I heard the news that Xiao Lang and Yang Miaoyin had become Jindan and killed all sides, so I immediately rushed over, but I still missed it.

Mu Ling'er glanced at the two of them and said, "You guys are from outside, right?

Before the two of them could answer, Mu Ling'er continued: "The vision is good, Brother Lang's spirit fruit is a good thing, unique and powerful, but it's not cheap, you must bring enough money on your body!"

The two smiled slightly.

Hirayama said: "Since you know so well, why don't you tell us in detail, what is there to praise?"

The spirit fruit on that mountain really doesn't know the name.

"Okay, let's talk as we go!"

Mu Ling'er jumped into the carriage and headed towards Nanshan, praising Xiao Lang's spirit fruit along the way, while counting the essence of the profiteer who squeezed the seeds.

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