And the word "dang" in the indefinite pawnshop has also become clearer, especially visible.

In addition to the silent changes in the pawnshop of the indefinite period, there is also a middle-aged hawker peddling mysterious artifacts on a wide street at the intersection of Baoqi Street and Qianjin Street.

The peddler has a pointed mouth and mustache, a black robe, and a square black cloth on the floor, which is the shop.

Don't look at the hawker who suddenly appeared and looked like a very unpleasant profiteer, but the mysterious utensils peddled on the shop were all the best objects.

A three-legged blue-brown tripod, a spearhead with a cold light, and a copper-colored arrow box that can't be seen.

It's just that the owner of the utensils who looked at the deception of the face, did he carefully hold the caring appearance of a light breath, and knew that the arrow box must be a more cherished mysterious weapon than the first two.

The thing looks like a good thing, but the price is too expensive, and with this money, it is better to go to the three pavilions and one shop marked on the map purchased by the amethyst to buy the mysterious artifact of the same price.

After all, it's a big shop, and it's always guaranteed, and as for the price, it may be a little more expensive, but this is a big shop.

Who knows, if there is a problem with the mysterious weapon sold by this black-robed profiteer, the two of them tore it apart, and a high-quality mysterious weapon is sometimes the guarantee that determines life and death.

Moreover, the source of the mysterious artifacts sold by the middle-aged man in the black robe is also well known to everyone.

Killing people and goods is all practice, the road is frank, and the wind and clouds are unpredictable.

Today, it is the black-robed man who is peddling other people's mysterious weapons, and it may not be long before someone else is peddling the black-robed man's utensils at the street corner.

The artifact is still the same artifact, and as for the shopkeeper, he must be the one with a bigger fist and the one who survives to the end.

On the main road of Guanshan City, the black-robed man walked slowly alone.

Bai Yan's face changed slightly.

A light white mark on the center of the eyebrows is particularly significant.

Looking closely, the resolute lines on the face were actually somewhat bizarre to the wooden statue enshrined in the small temple with strange wooden statues in the Demon Domain space.

Bai Yan raised his hands and removed the black brim of his hat that covered his head.

Looking at the human tragedy in front of him, there was still some excitement on his face.

Especially when Bai Yan laughed, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more similar to the statue of the small temple god.

Bai Yan stopped and stood at the crossroads of this main road.

Forward, is the only building in Guanshan City that can be talked about magnificently, the City Lord's Mansion.

To the left is the rich and noble area where the powerful and wealthy merchants gather, but where is there still a difference between poverty and wealth in Guanshan City today?

Even the city lord's mansion, which was once extremely powerful and thought that the emperor was far away, did not need to grant the imperial decree, and was faintly known as a small court.

Take off the brim of your hat and walk to the right of the intersection.

On the right side of the intersection, there is a building that is slightly inferior to the city lord's mansion, the emperor temple, and the person who enshrines it is the ten perfect emperors of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

The Imperial Temple is a two-hall courtyard, consisting of a front hall and a back yard.

The front hall is dedicated to the deceased Emperor Xuan of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Emperor Daxuan was good at martial arts, so the golden clay sculpture of the first emperor was a covered statue.

A golden helmet on his head, a half-head of the beast king on his shoulders, dragon scales and auspicious cloud boots on his feet, a red shawl behind him, his eyes are blazing, and he looks into the distance.

The only fly in the ointment is that the golden clay statue of the first emperor has a slight belly.

It's not that the craftsmen of the statues are not highly skilled or deliberately for this, but that the statues of the emperors enshrined in the temples of the first emperors of the entire Daxuan Dynasty are like this.

This style comes from the Imperial City Jinluan Hall in the middle of the mighty imperial capital.

After the first emperor's palm was red, the official postmen of the Quartet quickly whipped it and distributed it to the official families in all states, counties and towns.

Orthodox official family map.

But all the statues of the first emperors are enshrined, regardless of the reason, they are all obscene.

However, this kind of "flawed" statue of the Ten Perfect Emperors is more popular among the people.

Because it's more intimate.

The number of people who died in the Temple of the First Emperor of the Ten Perfections was even greater, because those people believed that the Temple of the First Emperor was blessed by the divine power of the First Emperor.

Indeed, the corpse that died in front of the Temple of the Ten Perfections did not show the same rotting and stench as it did elsewhere, it was just dead.

However, even the people who died in front of the temple of the emperor are different, and the closer to the temple of the emperor, the more luxurious the style of clothing.

The front door was wide open, and Bai Yan walked slowly.

The temple is not large, although the antechamber already occupies almost two-thirds of the entire temple area.

The temple hall is a little simple, paved with bluestone, and it is mined from the champion mountain not far away.

There is also a historical story about this champion mountain.

Because the first emperor used to pass through the Champion Mountain for the second time, but the Champion Mountain at that time was not called the Champion Mountain, because it resembled a local unique three-toed chicken, and was called the Chicken Toe Mountain.

At that time, the first emperor was in his thirties, and he was full of spirit.

When passing through this mountain, the three peaks of Jue stand quite like the champion top, so Chrysostom said: This mountain should be named the champion mountain.

When the local magistrate heard this, he almost fainted with joy.

The rising tide lifts all boats, the rising tide lifts all the boats!

I didn't dare to enter the eyes of the emperor, but I could also imprint some impressions.

The white corpse bypassed the nearly human-tall copper amphora three-legged incense burner.

I don't know how long the incense pillar as thick as a baby's arm has been burning, but it is still not clean.

Billing white smoke rose to the sky.

Behind the furnace is the statue of the first emperor more than three meters high.

Bai Yan tilted his head slightly, looking directly at the clay golden statue.

The right hand is raised, and the five fingers are slowly and backward clenched into a fist.

A pale golden void suddenly burst out of the clay gold statue.

The void group is quite spiritual, and it escapes in the opposite direction, but it is obviously useless.

Bai Yan opened his mouth and swallowed the void ball in one gulp, but the facial features on his face condensed as if he had eaten something extremely unpalatable.

A tall and thin monk shrouded in black robes suddenly appeared on the left behind Bai Yan.

There is hesitation, there is hesitation.

Bai Yan's Adam's apple agitated up and down, as if he had swallowed something.

Only then did he say, "Say, what's wrong?"

The tall and thin monk was still a little hesitant, but he still stubbornly said: "Young master, what to do is ...... from the Heavenly Sect?"

Bai Yan said with a snort: "Now even if you make this great Xuan Dynasty disaster, you don't have time to take care of this mess from the upper three realms of the Heavenly Sect, Xuan Shengna, you were really successful by that guy." ”

Of course, it can't be to get the bottom up, otherwise these Demon Sect monks wouldn't have sneaked to the remote mountains to start plotting.

And even if it's a monk of the Upper Three Realms, what should he do?

The golden figure of the First Emperor began to appear cracks on the top of his head, and then spread all over his body.

Bai Yan rubbed a wooden plaque in his right hand, his eyes still staring at the clay statue on the verge of shattering.

The black-robed profiteer's face was filled with smiles, and the first monk was finally welcomed in the shop.