Seventy gold yuan, this price is too expensive for Jiang Yun.

At the beginning, when he had the most money, it was before he bought the 'Leyun Heart Protector', and he had seven hidden yuan in his hand, which was only seventy gold yuan when converted.

However, what is the 'Leyun Heart Glasses'? Attacks below the Realm of Immersion can be completely resisted once, and this thing can be used to save your life at a critical moment.

And what about this gun?

In addition to being good-looking, practicality is ...... Yes, of course, there is a little, but not much.

If Jiang Yun bought such a gun, it would be useful to take it out and fire it first when he encountered the enemy. He had been hit by a bullet from a firecracker, and he would be injured if he was shot, and if the bullet hit the head, neck, heart, and other vital places, he might also be fatal.

Judging from the feeling he had when he was shot in Huixiang Town, this kind of firearm would still pose a certain threat when facing Qi Qixing's opponent - it wasn't too big.

Judging from his current strength, if someone suddenly pulled out a short gun and fired three shots at him, he would still be a little difficult to deal with. Fatal definitely not, as long as he doesn't hit the extremely vulnerable part of the eye, he shouldn't die in other positions, but injuries are inevitable.

For this reason, he was willing to buy a handcuff that he could carry with him in case he needed it, not to mention that the gun could be pressed into three bullets at the same time, which was much better than ordinary thermal weapons.

However...... It's too expensive.

Seventy gold yuan is enough to buy a small house in Shengjiang City. And he took this money and went to the warehouse of the Hidden World Society, maybe he could find some other good things.

This is not to say that this handcuff is not worth the money, but its main value is in its 'craft' and 'collectible' value. If Jiang Yun is very rich, he doesn't mind buying one, it's okay to buy it purely for his own liking.

But he doesn't have that kind of capital now. He is no longer the former Luzhou Jiang Gongzi, he is now a poor man.

Shaking his head regretfully, Jiang Yun put down the handcuff.

I like it very much, but I can only give up.

However, before he could say anything, he heard footsteps in his ears. When I looked at it sideways, it was 'Huashui' Zhao He.

Zhao He held a bank bill in his hand, wrote the amount on it, signed his name, and put it in the merchant's hand.

"Uncle Zhao......"

Zhao He smiled and put the gift box in Jiang Yun's hand and said, "As a parting gift." ”

Jiang Yun waved his hand and said, "It's too precious." ”

"It's not cheap, but it's worth it."

Seeing that Jiang Yun still wanted to excuse himself, Zhao He used a little strength, and couldn't help but stuff things into Jiang Yun's hand: "Don't push anything anymore, I've been here for a long time, I haven't given you anything, take it." That's not much money to me. ”

"Okay."

Jiang Yun didn't shirk anymore and accepted the things.

The practical value of this thing is put aside first, but Jiang Yun really likes it very much.

In my previous life, as a boy, I always had a dream of firearms in my heart, but I was limited by the environment and conditions, and I couldn't touch it and play it. Now in such a new world, it is always comfortable to have the conditions to enjoy it.

After the merchant took the bank cheque and left, the procession quickly reassembled.

Then, the group left the station and stayed in Jian'an City first.

The White Dragon Temple is located on the plain on the outskirts of Jian'an City, not far from the city, even ordinary people can walk for half a day. Driving a carriage, in an hour, you can get from the rail station in Jian'an to the gate of the White Dragon Temple.

But after all, it was getting late, and the people of Burial Sword Mountain came from Shengjiang, and the purpose of the declaration to the outside world was to carry out sect exchanges, and there was always an official point of entry. So, they planned to find a restaurant in Jian'an today to rest overnight, and then take a car to the temple tomorrow morning.

After finally settling down, Jiang Yun couldn't wait to start his practice.

In the past two days, on the train, the environment was limited, and he couldn't cultivate well. You have to make up for all the homework you missed.

Talent, opportunity, these are the things you need to become a master. But no matter what, hard work and sweat are even more indispensable.

He stopped practicing until late at night, when he felt that he was really tired and that his efficiency would become very poor if he continued to practice. After washing, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

……

Early the next morning, he woke up very disciplined, dressed neatly, went downstairs, gathered with others outside the restaurant, got into a carriage, and galloped out of the city.

Soon, the White Dragon Temple was in sight.

When they were about to reach their destination, they got out of the car and walked into the temple as a sign of respect.

After getting closer, Jiang Yun and the others saw that the main gate of the temple was wide open, and dozens of monks wearing robes were lined up at the door. Outside the temple gate, there are also many ordinary people around, as if they came to see the excitement.

The leader of the monks is a tall and tall old monk, very tall, I am afraid that he is more than 1.9 meters, and his waist and back are straight.

This person's name is 'Pure Ding', and he is the youngest of the living enlightened monks of the pure character generation—he is also seventy years old.

The current affairs of the White Dragon Temple, if it are not for the abbot of the pure law to preside over it personally, will generally be represented by the pure law.

Outside the temple gate, red and white flags flutter in the wind, and after everyone approaches, there are heavy bells coming from the temple.

The battle is still very big.

And with the pure identity, coupled with this pomp, the White Dragon Temple has already revealed the importance it attaches to the team that came to the exchange of the Burial Sword Villa this time.

At the same time, it is also the importance of Jiang Yun.

At the entrance of the temple, Jiang Yun and others climbed the steps. Xuan Yan took the monks of the White Dragon Temple and stood aside, while Zhao He led the disciples of the Burial Sword Villa to walk up the steps step by step, and Jiang Yun walked on Zhao He's left hand side.

The steps of the White Dragon Temple are not very long, and when you reach the end, you will be in front of Chunding.

"Welcome all of you from the Burial Sword Villa to come to the White Dragon Temple, and welcome Jiang Yun Shaoxia to come to our temple for further study." Chunding spread out his hands, and his bearing was extraordinary.

"There's Master Law." Zhao He took Jiang Yun and all the disciples of the Burial Sword Villa to solemnly return the salute to the old monk.

This little passing at the door is quickly over.

As Chunding entered the temple together, Jiang Yun's gaze couldn't help but look around.

The White Dragon Temple is built in a plain area, but it covers a wide area. It is said that the surrounding peasants were protected by the temple, and they did not pay food or labor, and after the food they grew was supplied to the temple, the rest could be kept by themselves, and their lives were much better than those of the peasants elsewhere.

The architectural style in the temple is magnificent, and the brick walls are all red and white, which is very magnificent and solemn.

This is a completely different style and taste from the Burial Sword Villa.