"Finally, there was a trace of the Qingyu Immortal Gate, but it turned out to be brought into Xuantian City!"

"Master, are we going to enter Xuantian City too?" Lu Tao, who had a treacherous face, asked his master in a low voice.

The furnace fire real person touched his garlic nose, twisted his broom eyebrows and said: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get a tiger?" I just don't know if the disciple of the Qingyu Immortal Gate who I am holding was taken captive by the Land Gate or walked into Xuantian City by myself, if the former, let's rush in, I'm afraid we will be sent to death." If it's the latter, there's room to turn around. ”

The extremely thin Dantai Zhenren glanced in the direction of Xuantian City and said: "You can't be in a hurry in this matter, the Qingyu Immortal Sect is important, but we people are the foundation of the Dragon and Tiger Danmen, once they are all folded in Xuantian City, it will be far greater than the loss of the Qingyu Immortal Sect to the sect." Don't enter the city for the time being, stay outside the city, and let me go to the city first, and see if I can try my luck to find that disciple in the Xuantian City!"

"Senior Brother Xunyao, your flight speed is the fastest, you go to the land gate to inquire about the news, see if the disciples of the land gate are still in the land village, if there is no one in the village, come back quickly to report the news, if I can't come back, you will retreat immediately." ”

The real person who was looking for medicine was a diminutive dwarf, with a wrinkled face, as if he had been squeezed in his mother's womb and had never grown. He is in charge of the Taoist temple of medicinal incense.

The wrinkled face of the medicine seeker was born with a bitter look, and said, "Second Senior Brother, you rashly entered Xuantian City, what if you die inside?"

This medicine seeker always speaks without concealment, he is a rectum, and everyone in the sect knows the way, so no one blames him for his crow's mouth.

Dantai Zhenjun ranked second among the six major disciples, and at this time, the senior brother Zhenggong Zhenjun stayed in the sect, and they naturally had to obey the orders of Dantai Zhenren.

The extremely thin Dantai real person was blown by the wind, and the Taoist robe up and down his body swayed with the wind, hunting sounded, there was a kind of ancient Ang immortal style, Dantai Zhenren's thin face, there was no emotion at all, and he said lightly: "Don't say anything else, time is critical, I will enter Xuantian City, and you will wait to answer me, in case something happens, you must first seek self-protection." After speaking, the Dantai Zhenren figure moved, turning into a streamer of light and shooting towards Xuantian City.

The bitter gourd face of the medicine seeker became more and more bitter, and then the medicine seeker also turned his head and left, but his direction was completely opposite to that of Dantai Zhenren. He went to the village of the land.

At this time, there are only Gu Yu Zhenren, Luhuo Zhenren and the fourth-ranked Zhudan Zhenren.

Shu Dan Zhenren is a cold person who doesn't like to talk, but he looks handsome in the entire Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect, and his white robe is quite blinking, his face is like a bright moon, his eyes are like a star, and he is suave, these words are not exaggerated to use on him. Originally, this Shudan real person has a cool taste all over his body, and when he purses his lips again, it makes people feel like watching Greek sculptures.

Behind the three real people, there is a group of disciples, they don't have any ideas, the sky is falling, there are a few real people on top, it's not their turn to make up their minds, a few masters, uncles, and uncles say how to do it, they just do it.

The furnace fire real man waved his hand, and was the first to move, and said as he walked forward: "Let's go to the outside of Xuantian City first to wait for the news, and wait for the opportunity to answer the second senior brother." ”

Lu Tao asked again: "Master, that person entered Xuantian City with the Dragon and Tiger Jade Plate, and was covered by the mixed popularity in the city, and now the Dragon and Tiger Jade Plate can no longer perceive the Qingyu Immortal Gate, how can the second master find the Qingyu Immortal Gate?"

Although the real person of the furnace fire was not very interested, he still explained: "The dragon and tiger jade plate is the foundation of the Qingyu Immortal Gate, and the two are carved out of a piece of jade tire, and the induction of each other will not be severed, although the dragon and tiger jade plate cannot perceive the Qingyu Immortal Gate from a distance now, but as long as the Dragon and Tiger Jade Plate is within 100 meters of the Qingyu Immortal Gate, it can give birth to induction." ”

Lu Tao was shocked when he heard this: "Master, Xuantian City is so big, how can the second master find a disciple holding the Qingyu Immortal Sect?"

The broom eyebrows of the furnace fire real person condensed slightly, and then sighed: "There is no way, relying on luck, looking at chance, doing one's best, and obeying the destiny of heaven, it can only be like this." ”

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In the western area of Xuantian City, as soon as the lights came on, there were no more pedestrians on the streets, on the contrary, there began to be troops wandering around the streets, this is their territory from now on, and anyone who dares to come out after sunset will be decided.

This undoubtedly made Zheng Xian have to hide, but the houses here are much better than the slums in the south of the city, bluestone buildings, red tile roofs, the more so, the hiding place is not as convenient as the slums in the west of the city, the more messy the place, the easier it is to hide, and the orderly place, Zheng Xian feels that he is a little dazzling everywhere.

Although he had a retreat scroll in his hand, Zheng Xian didn't dare to fully trust this retreat scroll after being recognized once.

It was Zheng Xian who once again sneaked back to the southern district, which has the largest population and the worst environment.

There are dilapidated houses everywhere here, there is no light in the dark, the streets are narrow and cramped, and the environment is dirty and messy, which makes Zheng Xian feel comfortable, and even here, there is no curfew at all, and the streets are full of walking people.

After walking around, Zheng Xian realized that it was not that there was no curfew here, but that there was no curfew here, because there were many people in the south of the city who did not even have a dilapidated house or even a thatched hut, and they had to sleep on the streets.

Zheng Xian walked around the street a few times, and found that in the south of the city of the fourth-class slaves, the most prosperous places at night are casinos and brothels, there are naturally no high-end venues here, all of them are some super low-grade places, the environment is dirty and messy, and you can smell the pungent smell of semen from a distance, even so, there are many prostitutes still queuing at the door, and the queue is not necessarily how amorous the prostitutes in the village are, but because of the good quality and low price.

There are generally only three prostitutes in a brothel at most, and it is estimated that they have to pick up customers more than a dozen times a night, or even dozens of times, which is really not low labor intensity. Basically, it is a path of small profits and quick turnover.

As for the casino, not to mention, the most brightly lit place in the south of the city is there, the people in the south of the city can not afford to burn the lamp oil, most of the houses are pitch black, only the casino brothel is brilliantly lit.

At this time, Zheng Xian vaguely understood why there were so many proletarians sleeping on the side of the street, one gambling and one yellow was enough to dig up all the family wealth, not to mention that all the slaves here were fourth-class slaves, there were no rich families, and they were unwilling to work if they liked to gamble and were not willing to work, and it was strange not to sleep on the streets.

In this Xuantian City, as a currency is a kind of beads called copper beans, Zheng Xian is holding more than a dozen copper beans in his hand at this time, these copper beans are Zheng Xian in the west of the city, the people there are relatively good times, a dozen copper beans can eat two or three meals.

The transaction between immortal cultivators must still be jade coins, and this copper bean is just the most ordinary currency between mortals.

Zheng Xian used copper beans to buy a few slimy bean bags on the side of the street, Zheng Xian had never seen this kind of food in the mortal world, his clothes could not show his head in the west of the city, the third-class people in the west of the city were much better dressed than him, a guy like him who was dressed like him, once he showed his head in the west of the city, he would immediately be regarded as a smuggler, in this Xuantian City, the untouchables entered the area that did not meet their identity, they were to be killed, and they were still killed on the spot, and the opportunity to explain would not be given to you.

So Zheng Xian has always had an empty stomach.

Zheng Xian took a bite of this slimy thing, the taste was not delicious, but it was not unpalatable, it was a relatively ordinary food, to be honest, Zheng Xian didn't eat what this slimy thing was made of.

However, the biggest advantage of eating this thing is that it takes up space, and after eating it, I feel that there are a lot of things in my stomach, which is real.

After eating up the food in his hand, Zheng Xian walked towards several men who were talking on the ground along the street, Zheng Xian's appearance was not much better than them, the linen clothes on Zheng Xian's body were of the lowest quality, and they were only worn when they were doing rough work, so when Zheng Xian sat next to them, Zheng Xian did not attract the attention of these guys who were dancing and chatting.

There are people in the city like them who lie on the ground at night, one more or less, and no one cares, anyway, there is enough ground to fight for places.

Often at night, those who don't know each other get together in a heap, bragging, playing with stones, and guessing boxing orders for entertainment, so that no one rejects anyone.

Zheng Xian mixed between them, his sense of security increased a little, he has a lot of curiosity about this world, and he is very willing to be a listener, and Zheng Xian has to know some about this world if he wants to talk to others, the people in this city are all natives, there is no foreign population, you say a few words with a mouth, and people with a heart will immediately know that there is a problem with your origin.

It was Zheng Xian who sat in the corner, just open his ears and listen to their nonsense.

At first, this group of people bragged about how rich they used to be, prostituted that girl, and won the biggest bet in the casino, and then began to brag about how awesome their friends were, who could talk to third-class people, and even helped second-class officials to be idle. It's all crude characters.

Zheng Xian was interesting at first, but after a few minutes, he didn't have much feeling about such bragging, but Zheng Xian still sat in the corner and listened, and after a while, one of them suddenly looked at a lonely old man sitting not far from Zheng Xian in the corner and said, "Old Uncle Zhang, your age is almost fifty, right?

The old man, who had been silent all the time, heard that he was like being pricked by a needle, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Nonsense, nonsense, Wang Er, don't talk nonsense, you kid, I'm only forty-six this year, and I still have four years to go to Wangxiangtai." ”

Wang Er is a mischievous bastard, at this time, hehe sneered: "Pull it down, Uncle Zhang, I grew up with you, you are one year younger than my father, my father went to Wangxiangtai last year, and it will naturally be your turn this year, what are you pretending to be stupid?"

The few and a half children next to him smiled one by one: "Uncle Zhang, don't hide it, everyone who manages the household registration has a register, when were you born, even if we get the wrong person, it's good, you just wait to go to the sleeptown platform to enjoy the blessings." ”

"That's it, that's it, you're so old, it's time to enjoy the blessings, every day we want to eat, you want the most, what do you say you are so old to pretend to be pitiful here? When you're full, how many of us are still hungry?"

A group of young people, you say two words and I say two words, basically all of them are words that ask Lao Zhangtou to go to Dreamland Terrace quickly, and they all want Lao Zhangtou to die quickly.

Zheng Xian was not far from Lao Zhangtou, and glanced at Lao Zhangtou, who was speechless, sitting there blankly, with a kind of fear in his confused eyes.

After the young people around him talked for a while, they saw that Lao Zhangtou looked like he was not giving up, and they all smiled together, and then one of them said, "By the way, how many days are there to return to the dream ceremony?"

The other said, "There are still three days, right? Or two days? This kind of thing, we probably know the most here." ”

A group of people looked at Lao Zhangtou together, and the old Zhangtou was still there in a daze, Wang Er reached out and touched a stone to smash it on Lao Zhang's head, and immediately smashed Lao Zhangtou into a sigh, covering his head and screaming in pain, and the young people around him laughed again.

One of them laughed and complained: "Wang Er, you boy is stupid, don't he look even more pitiful if you punch this old fellow's head? ”

Wang Er smiled and looked at Old Man Zhang and said, "It's okay, I won't be hungry for a few days anyway, Lord Wang, I can bear it, it's a big deal to eat my new good looks in the next few days." ”

When everyone heard the three words of good luck, they immediately let out an ambiguous laugh, obviously everyone knew who the second king was like.

The old man covered his head and scurried back, leaning against the wall with his knees hugged, still not speaking, and not having the slightest idea of resisting.

Wang Er and the others seemed to feel that the pastime of Lao Zhangtou was almost over, so they began to continue to brag, and when Zheng Xian began to yawn, one of them spoke: "Wang Er, I heard that Li Zhoutian was beaten at the city gate today, and he ran home with blood on his face, do you say that this kid offended the gods of the land gate and suffered such retribution?" ”

When Wang Er heard this, he laughed dryly and said: "If you want me to say that Zhou Ye is still too merciful, that bastard thing who is stunned should have his head cut off with a knife, what does it mean to smash his head full of blood?"

An ambiguous smile next to him asked, "I said, Second Brother Wang, how does that big-bellied woman feel when she plays?"

When he heard this, the ears of all the people around him stood up.

Wang Er laughed twice, a pair of small eyes scanned the surrounding glamorous eyes, at this time he was like a general on a horse, straightened his waist, and said with a lewd smile on his face: "Comfortable, comfortable, not to be comfortable?" ”