Why are there still people blocking my way? I don't remember anyone I knew on South Street.

Gu Ling looked forward with a puzzled face, only to see a little boy about seven or eight years old, with ragged clothes and a stained face, looking at him a little nervously and timidly.

The little boy held a shabby yellow booklet in his hand, with a serious face, and his eyes were bright, but a little pitiful, and it was obvious that he was very nervous and apprehensive.

Pursed his lips, the little boy mustered up all his courage, opened his mouth as if he was open, and said with a slight trembling speech: "Big, big brother, I see that your Yin Tang is black, your eyes are godless, and your face is decaying. The opportunity of fate has come, I have here a book of fools who can maintain world peace if they have cultivated, and for the sake of your fate, I will sell it to you cheaply for ten taels of silver. ”

As he spoke, the little boy shook the small yellow booklet in his hand at Gu Ling. I was afraid that Gu Ling didn't notice the 'Divine Skill Secret Book' in his hand.

Gu Ling looked at it, and saw that the booklet in the little boy's hand looked very yellow, very old, and very weathered by the vicissitudes of time, and there were four big characters on the cover, "Cutting the Sky Sword Technique".

People are all listening to the sky and obeying the sky, and the great thing is to touch the sky. This book is still good, and it is going to be cut down. It sounds so domineering that it doesn't work, it has a high-end atmosphere and a high-grade taste.

It's a pity that there is a line of fly in the ointment at the bottom, but it suddenly leaked to the bottom:

"Shengong Lite series, with illustrations, the best reading material for beginners without basic cultivation, the recommended retail price is ten cents per volume. ”

This line of words is very small, the book is in the little boy's hand, and Gu Ling can't see it clearly from a distance, but he has already memorized that sentence backwards.

There is no him, just because of familiarity.

Gu Ling had not come to the stall on South Street before, but the stall owner fooled him into buying this kind of book, and at first he thought that he had missed it, so he was so excited that he moved a stack of this kind of book into the bedroom, and the title of the book was all kinds of domineering. In contrast, this "Sky Cutting Sword Technique" is still only at the midstream level.

Not to mention those who cut the sky and the earth, there are those who open the world. What kind of cause and effect reversal, time and space reincarnation, a sword into an immortal, calling the wind and rain, there is no one who is not domineering.

As a result, now a stack of books was thrown under the bed by Gu Ling, and I am afraid that the dust is a few catties, and it is too hard to put it there and wipe my buttocks.

Obviously, this little boy is not as professional as the stall owner, at least the stall owner still scribbled the phrase "the suggested retail price is ten cents per book" in ink one by one. Otherwise, even if Gu Ling was naïve and naïve, he would not have fallen for this evil.

"Poof!"

Gu Ling couldn't help but laugh, and said to the little boy in front of him who had deceived by such clumsy means and could still be serious: "Little brother, if you deceive people like this, you will starve to death if you are hungry." ”

"Me"

The lie was revealed, and the little boy's little face, which had been gray and blackened by stains, was immediately swollen red.

Gu Ling smiled and gave the little boy an idea, "Next time." When you deceive people again, change your outfit and come again. First of all, wash your face, comb your hair well, and dress more luxuriously. Look at you as a sloppy little beggar, who would believe that you have any miracles!"

The little boy was stimulated at once, and his expression was full of excitement and he retorted loudly: "Who, who said that I don't have magical skills!"

"Oh. Do you really have that?" Gu Ling suddenly changed his playful attitude, although he was still smiling, but there was a hint of expectation between his smiles.

It can be seen that although the little boy is sloppy and his clothes are shabby, the material of the clothes is very good. At least Gu Ling had never worn clothes of this grade. If you can't die, the other party is a rebellious little hairy head who ran away from home from a big family, and he can't keep one or two high-grade cultivation exercises and martial arts on his body.

"Y-What do you want to do?"

The little boy felt the change in Gu Ling's eyes, subconsciously took a half step back, covered his arms with his hands, looked at Gu Ling vigilantly with big eyes, and hurriedly denied it: "No, no, I don't have any magic skills!"

There's a play!

The little boy's practice of not having three hundred taels of silver here made Gu Ling's eyes light up suddenly.

"If you don't, you don't. What are you nervous about. ”

Throwing away the uneaten half of the rock sugar gourd, Gu Ling seemed to inadvertently glance at the South Street Inn not far away, and said, "Little guy, are you hungry?" Let's go, let's go down to the restaurant and invite you to dinner. ”

"Give me whatever you want to eat, don't be polite to me. ”

A few minutes later, under the strange eyes of the innkeeper and his buddy, Gu Ling and the little boy walked out of the South Street Inn one after another.

I just asked for a room, and within five minutes, I came to check out again, which is not a waste.

Not to mention the innkeeper and buddy.

Gu Ling walked ahead with a depressed face.

And the little boy was like a woman from a good family who had been beaten by a beast, his hands were tightly embraced, and he followed closely behind Gu Ling's side step by step, looking at Gu Ling with resentment, as if Gu Ling had robbed him of something precious.

A few minutes ago, the two of them entered the South Street Inn and asked for a room, and as soon as they entered the room, Gu Ling pulled the little boy and searched it like a carpet on him.

The little boy realized that he had been deceived and resisted fiercely, but the disparity in age and body was a fact that had passed, and he was soon easily succeeded by Gu Ling.

Not to mention, there is really a miracle in the little boy!

"Great Sun Divine Skill", Gu Ling flipped through it roughly, and even had the mental method after King Xuan. You must know that at present, most of the exercises on the mainland stop at the Xuanzun realm, and those with the realms of Xuanzuo, Xuanzu, and Xuansheng have been treasured by the treasures of the major forces, and they are kept secret, and they are only cultivated by some of the most optimistic elite disciples in the organization.

Needless to say, Gu Ling also knew that this "Great Sun Divine Skill" had a lot of origin, but what made him depressed was that the cultivation of this exercise had requirements for bloodline, not that the descendant of the Sun King or the talent with the Sun God Body could not cultivate at all, or that after cultivating to the realm of the Xuanshi, he would explode to death and explode

"Hmph, little brat. Why are you so secretive when you can't cultivate?"

Day ~ He is an immortal, and he will explode if he cultivates. Is this a cultivation of divine skills or a cultivation bomb? This made Gu Ling very depressed. Although he has a copy of the Tao Te Ching, basically the mental method is enough, but no one has too many good things.

As a result, I have encountered a good thing now, but I can't use it. It's like going on a treasure hunt and finding a mountain, there is a hole in the mountain, there is a stone table in the hole, and there is a plate on the stone table, and there is a fairy peach on the plate, and if you eat it, you will immediately fly into an immortal.

But there is still a piece of paper on the fairy peach, which reads: So-and-so eats this is a fairy peach, and so-and-so immediately became an immortal, but you can't eat it, you bite it down and it's

This kind of cheating way against the sky, anyone who encounters depression can die of depression.