Li Mo stared at the man in the costume, and after looking at it for a while, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an indifferent smile, and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

"You can find out with your divine sense!"

After Xiang Xiaotian heard this, he first glanced at Li Mo suspiciously, then turned around, and the divine consciousness in his body was quietly and silently released, spreading towards the front.

Under normal circumstances, monks generally do not take the initiative to release their divine sense, unless they are fighting with others or when they are in a dangerous place.

Because the monk's divine sense, when it is released, not only does it waste the spiritual power in the body, but sometimes it may inadvertently anger other monks, after all, no matter who it is, they are not happy to be probed by others.

Xiang Xiaotian is a congenital third-level monk, although he is a physical cultivator specializing in physical cultivation, but no matter what, he is also a true innate monk, and his spiritual power has already transformed into divine consciousness under the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation.

In a few moments, the divine sense released by Xiang Xiaotian spread to the man, and quickly enveloped him.

"I said that this guy is obviously a mortal, why can he swallow a long sword, it turns out that he has manipulated the sword!"

Under the investigation of his divine sense, Xiang Xiaotian suddenly realized why this person was able to swallow a sword with a mortal body.

It turned out that the hilt of this long sword was hollow, and the sharp sword body could be telescopic for long and short lengths, and this man in costume, when swallowing the sword, only needed to bite the tip of the sword with his teeth, and with the help of the thrust provided by the teeth, he could push the freely retractable sword body into the hollow hilt, so that in the eyes of outsiders, this sword became the appearance of being spit down by him.

"Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect that there are so many fun things in this mundane world, and this trip is not in vain."

Xiang Xiaotian, who figured out what was going on, retracted his senses, patted Li Mo's shoulder with his big hand and shouted that it was fun, and at the same time did not forget to squeeze into the crowd watching the excitement, and kept beating at the gong in his hand, while shouting, "Those who have money hold a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field." In front of the hawker, he threw out a golden bean that he had taken from the disciple who was guarding the sect when he left the sect.

The golden beans he threw out were the currency of mortals.

In the cultivation world, the currency used by the monk is the spirit stone that stores the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he can absorb the spiritual energy in the stone to cultivate, restore his spiritual power, or set up a formation, which can come in handy in many cases.

On the other hand, the currency used in the red world, such as gold nuggets, silver taels, copper plates, pearls, etc., such flashy things are of no use in the eyes of the monks, and are worthless except for their good looks.

It can only come in handy when it is practiced in the mundane.

For monks, it is very simple to obtain such items as gold and silver, just run to a deep mountain, and with a sweep of their senses, they can find a large gold mine.

In other words, in the cultivation world, if you just pull out a monk and put it in the city where the mortal is located, you can transform into an existence on the rich side.

Many monks in the cultivation world who are unable to break through to a higher realm because their talent is too poor will take the initiative to give up their cultivation, find a gold mine, enter the world to become a mortal with rich armor, and bid farewell to the cultivation world from then on.

However, most monks have witnessed that in the cultivation world, those strong people can fly to the sky and reclaim the sea, and after the Dharma is able to move mountains and reclaim the sea, they would rather practice penance for a lifetime than come back and become a mere mortal.

Otherwise, the mundane realm would have been full of monks who had withdrawn from the cultivation realm.

"Thank you, uncle!"

The peddler who was banging on the gong and begging for a reward, when he saw this golden bean, immediately thanked him with excitement, although this golden bean was not big, but it was worth a month's income for all of them.

"Everyone is working hard, give this generous uncle, play a few more hands!"

"Bell"

The peddler pry the gong and said to a few jugglers behind him.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people suddenly performed harder, in the venue, the mouth spewed flames, the chest smashed the big stone, and the single person played with a big knife, attracting the surrounding crowd, applause again and again, and the applause was endless.

I have to say that this hawker is a good runner, under his atmosphere, the crowd surged, and one copper plate after another was constantly thrown, making a lot of money.

Even Xiang Xiaotian was infected by this atmosphere, clapping his hands on the side, and the shouts shook the sky.

Only Li Mo, at this time, stood quietly by Xiang Xiaotian's side, his eyes were calm, his expression was as usual, he was not affected by the surrounding crowd at all, and he looked out of place.

His gaze, as deep as a sea of stars, was placed on a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old from beginning to end.

This young man, dressed in tattered clothes, with messy hair and long thief eyebrows and rat eyes, looked like the kind of person who often mingled in that kind of smoky place.

The boy has been blending in the crowd since the two arrived, a pair of mouse eyes staring at the crowd, looking left and right from beginning to end, as if he was looking for some target.

It wasn't until Xiang Xiaotian took out a golden bean from his arms and gave it to others that he set his eyes on this person, and then squeezed towards the place where Xiang Xiaotian and Li Mo were with the help of the crowd surging around.

During the process, Li Mo had been paying attention to him, although the young man was very vigilant and had been secretly observing whether anyone was staring at him, but after all, he did not find Li Mo's gaze.

"Shizun told me that after entering the city, no matter what happens, he won't let me make a move, and you are lucky."

Li Mo muttered to himself, and then turned his gaze to the side, no longer paying attention to the young man who was moving closer here.

The identity of the young man does not need to be thought about to know, he must be a thief and pickpocket, and he has been looking for a big fish in the crowd before, until Xiang Xiaotian threw out a golden bean, he treated him as a big fish, wanting to get some benefits from him.

In normal times, when Li Mo encounters this kind of person, he will definitely arrest him, run into the government, and eliminate harm for the people, but when he entered the city, Lin Daotian specially summoned him, telling him not to make a move no matter what happened, and he naturally would not ask.

The world is so big, there are so many traitors, wicked people, even if Li Mo has the heart to take care of it, he can't manage it, he can only say that if he encounters it, he will take care of it, and if he can't meet it, forget it.

Besides, who can guarantee that this thief is not the test set by the two peak masters in the sect for Xiang Xiaotian?

It's a small odds, but it's not impossible.

That's why Li Mo decided not to meddle in things.