The team of more than 30 people is neither fast nor slow.

When it was Wu Chen's turn, Mo Yo had already passed half a quarter of an hour.

"Fifty amethysts for one person. The middle-aged monk sitting on the wooden chair said to Wu Chen with a smile.

Wu Chen nodded, and took out a full hundred purple Xuanjing from the sea of knowledge, Mu Siyu probably prepared more than two hundred purple Xuanjing for Wu Chen, and after the daily expenses, there were only about two hundred left, and now half of the savings were removed at one time, although Wu Chen, who had no concept of Xuanjing, still had a lot of pain.

The small-eyed middle-aged monk did not rush to collect Xuanjing, held the small teapot in his right hand, slowly raised it to his mouth, and took a sip of it beautifully. Then he looked at Wu Chen, it was not Yun Banfan beside Wu Chen, it was just Wu Chen.

Wu Chen's heart was furious for a while, and he thought that he had met a monk with some special hobbies.

"This ...... This, uncle, shouldn't we activate the formation so that we can go to Devil's Horn Town.

"Oh!" The middle-aged man in the interrupted little eyes seemed to come back to his senses, and with a flip of his palm, a hundred amethysts disappeared on the wooden table.

Wu Chen, who had excellent eyes, keenly noticed a flash of purple light on the middle-aged man's index finger, but there was no trace of spatial breath revealed, thinking that it was a valuable high-grade Sumeru ring.

"Haha, I'm sorry for the two of you, the old man was a little distracted just now. ”

Wu Chen listened to the other party's fake excuse that he couldn't fake it anymore, but he didn't make a sound.

Nodding, he pulled Yun Banfan and walked towards the array platform on the side, the light of the unique formation pattern of the teleportation circle did not light up, and Wu Chen looked at the middle-aged monk suspiciously.

The middle-aged monk met Wu Chen's inquiring gaze and asked with a smile, "Young man, I don't know what your name is?"

Wu Chen, who heard this question, was obviously stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, even if he told the other party, it was nothing, "Wu Chen." ”

The middle-aged man squinted and nodded, and in the next moment, a faint blue light lit up on the teleportation array platform, and the figures of Wu Chen and Yun Banfan disappeared above the array platform.

It's just that at the moment of disappearing, Wu Chen's eagle-like gaze seemed to look in the direction where the middle-aged man was.

The spatial fluctuations disappeared, the faint blue light was bright and silent, and the low teleportation array returned to its original state again, just like the usual teleportation before again and again.

After Wu Chen and the others disappeared, the middle-aged man returned to the wooden table, sat on the wooden chair, picked up the pocket teapot that could be held with one hand and sent it to his mouth.

didn't put down the teapot, his five fingers went back and forth, his narrow eyes stared tightly at the empty Tiandao Square, projecting a terrifying light, and behind the middle-aged man, a hunchbacked old man with gray hair and cloudy eyes silently appeared.

"Uncle Qian, what do you say about this Wu Chen?" The middle-aged man with small eyes did not look back, and asked directly.

"What the head of the house said was the young man just now. The hunchbacked old man's voice was a little hoarse, and his voice revealed weakness everywhere, giving people a feeling that he would lose his breath in the next moment.

The middle-aged man laughed silently, "It's that kid, that's the boss that Xiaoduo identifies, yesterday Xiaoduo suddenly went home and threw me a list of medicinal materials, there are a lot of precious spiritual herbs on it, I asked curiously, who knew that the kid suddenly said that this was all prepared by his boss for him, and what he said was all prepared for the foundation of martial arts, let me not worry about it, but my Qian family is such a lone seedling, who will worry about him if he doesn't worry about him?"

The hunchbacked old man laughed, but his wrinkled face looked more and more ugly, "The little young master has recognized someone this time." ”

"Oh! Could it be that Uncle Chambers thinks that kid is good?" The middle-aged man put down the small pocket pot in his hand and turned his head to look at the hunchbacked old man beside him.

Although what the old man said was good was what he thought, he wanted to hear how good the old man said it was.

The hunchbacked old man did not raise his head, perhaps because he had suffered a special injury, which caused him to be unable to straighten his waist now, and the old man's answer was very brief, I was afraid that if he said one more word, he would have one less word. "The old slave can't see through him. ”

This made the middle-aged man curious, and said suspiciously: "Uncle Qian, you are a strong man of the Xuan Emperor, is it possible that you can't see the slightest trace of that kid's feet?"

The hunchbacked old man shook his head, but in fact, his body shook slightly. He said softly: "The old slave is useless, I only see that he should be a martial artist." ”

The middle-aged man lowered his head and pondered, just now he thought that his cultivation was too low to see through the other party, but he didn't expect that the Xuanhuang cultivator he relied on couldn't see through the other party.

The middle-aged man raised his head, his eyes shining brightly, and asked the hunchbacked old man with a smile: "Why do you think that little boy recognizes people?"

The middle-aged man asked the hunchbacked old man a question that he had used to reply to his own words.

The hunchbacked old man raised his head with some difficulty, and the ugly smiling face appeared again, and his dry lips opened and closed slightly: "He found the old slave just now." ”

A weak chrysanthemum really made the middle-aged monk's heart sound thunder.

Hurriedly stood up and looked at the hunchbacked old man incredulously.

The hunchbacked old man stopped talking, and stood silently on the ground where he had not moved half a step.

The Xuanhuang powerhouse can't see through it, and he can't see through the old rivers and lakes that have read countless people and experienced countless people, and now he can still find the old man Xuanhuang hidden next to him, these single arguments will make the middle-aged man rush to surprise, but he didn't expect that now they are all gathered on the same person.

"Bang!", the middle-aged man sat down on the wooden chair, his right hand habitually touched the pocket teapot, and then put it down after getting it, there was no tea in the pot, no matter how big or small the mistake was made, the middle-aged monk made two identical mistakes in this quarter of an hour, although it was only a trivial matter of picking up an empty teapot.

If it were ordinary, the middle-aged man who would have reflected on it for several days would not care with a smile on his face at the moment.

He silently recited a sentence that the hunchbacked old man had just said, "Xiaoduo has identified someone this time." ”

Stepping on the teleportation array, Yun Banfan and the others only felt that their eyes were dark, and they felt a little dizzy and weightless, but it was only a few moments of effort, and the solid touch of stepping on the ground came one after another, and the bright and soft light in front of them entered their eyes.

The other aspect of the teleportation circle was in stark contrast to the simplicity of the Heavenly Dao Square.

Walking off the stage, there was a lively and noisy sound in his ears, Wu Chen and Yun Banfan stood side by side, and left when they heard the sound.