After separating from Yifeng in the morning, Bai Jinfeng cast a blinding method on the mobile phone, making it levitate in front of his eyes but not be seen by outsiders.

What she saw in the live broadcast room was the scene of the rear shot, she herself hid in front of the screen and watched the barrage, chatting with the barrage with sound transmission, her mouth did not move, and outsiders did not know that she was talking.

In the live broadcast room, there are already quite a few people. Even though it has been live for about ten days, some people will still marvel at the huge cost of this live broadcast room.

There are so many people on the street, all dressed up in ancient costumes, some people sell food, some people sell groceries, and there are also grain, oil, cloth shops, etc., all kinds of beings, all kinds of things.

This street is different from Yifeng's side, there are no Xiuzhen shops, and it is more like an ordinary ancient city commercial street.

Bai Jinfeng likes to chat with the barrage very much, although the tone is not hurried, and it sounds a little light, but he is actually happy in his heart.

She is called the Mercy Wolf, in fact, a large part of the reason is that she likes to deal with humans, she has strong mana, so she will help some people casually, and over time, her reputation is very good.

Walking on the street today, she hid her wolf ears, and according to past experience, if she goes to a strange place, her inhuman identity is often easy to get into trouble. And today she didn't want to get in trouble.

As in most stories, she doesn't want to get into trouble, and trouble will get her. And in terms of her beauty, the source of trouble is very cliché.

People often say that the "victim guilt theory" is wrong, and we can't assume that just because a woman is well-dressed doesn't mean she deserves to be targeted by bad guys.

That's certainly true.

It's just that reality is often immoral, people live in the world, and they need to assess the danger of some people and things. Maybe one day in the future, human beings can put an end to crime, but obviously not yet, good people still need to learn to protect themselves.

People have the right to pursue beauty, so while dressing beautifully, it is also a way to carry some anti-wolf spray and the like.

Bai Jinfeng's own ability is obviously much stronger than the anti-wolf spray, so when a few second ancestors stepped forward with dog legs to tease, the result was obvious.

Even in the cultivation world, there are still mortal second ancestors who are not afraid of death, which is really quite magical.

The mobile phone used by Bai Jinfeng for live broadcast is now not what it used to be, and the processing power is so powerful that it is boundless. When Bai Jinfeng beat someone, he directly processed the beaten person from the live broadcast screen into a transparent one, and the cries of pain from the beating were also weakened, and if the scolding words were too ugly, they were filtered out.

All for the existence of the live broadcast room.

The audience in the live broadcast room knows what is happening, but they will not see how violent the picture is.

After beating people, Bai Jinfeng left like no one, leaving behind the fractured Second Ancestor and the dog's legs, as well as the stunned onlookers.

The matter itself is not too difficult to accept, people know that there are many powerful cultivators in this world, but those people generally don't come here.

Cultivators don't interfere too much in the lives of mortals, but they have nothing to do with karma, but they don't want to see a chaotic world, no matter how small mortals are, that's their root.

Although many people will hope that there will be "immortals" to punish those wicked, the "immortals" believe that as long as the overall stability is fine, too much interference will lead to chaos.

Bai Jinfeng clapped his hands and left, and this matter was quickly spread to the ears of the high-level of this city, and then the news was conveyed to the ears of the real owner of the city, "Chongyun Sect".

Chongyun Sect didn't think it was a big deal, as a cultivator, he didn't mix with the principles of mortal life, it was just a "principled" thing, not to mention occasionally beating a few people, even if he was killed, it wasn't a big problem.

But they feel that it doesn't matter what this woman has done, they still have to check the way they came, and they don't need to check it quietly, just ask it directly, and everyone knows it.

So a young monk was sent out.

"My name is Bai Jinfeng, no door and no faction."

Bai Jinfeng was very kind, and when he asked her, she answered. The little monk on the other side didn't have much to do, saluted respectfully, and then went back to his life.

"Loose cultivation? How is it cultivated? Are you here for the auditions? The questioner was the little friar's uncle, an old man with a white beard, sitting cross-legged on a futon, with some pamphlets and books on the low table in front of him.

The little monk said respectfully: "The master and nephew can't see the other party's cultivation level, according to her, it is self-cultivation in the mountains, and she has never dealt with other cultivators, so she doesn't know how much cultivation is going on, and she doesn't know about selection." ”

The old man raised his eyelids, thought for a moment, and asked, "This is a strange statement, casual cultivation should also have a teacher, how can you not know how good you are in cultivation?" Isn't it...... Demon cultivator? ”

The little monk hesitated and said, "This, the master and nephew are stupid, and they have not noticed it. ”

The old man shook his head and smiled: "If it is a demon cultivator, with your cultivation, you won't be able to detect anything." ”

After a pause, the old man said again: "That's it! Wait for this seat to check it out. ”

The old man thought in his heart, the recent low-level casual cultivation selection competition is coming to an end, if the casual cultivator is a talent, he is just included in the door, if it is a demon cultivator...... Then we'll see when the time comes!

……

Fu Hongxue was a little confused.

In front of Yi Feng, he didn't show much of it, but he was really confused.

In the pursuit of knife technique, he was first defeated by Xiao, and then saw the extreme of knife technique in Sun Wukong, however, after eating a bunch of elixir, knife technique became dispensable.

If there were no elixirs, if he practiced for a few hundred years, I am afraid that he would not be as powerful as those elixirs. If he didn't use the power of the elixir now, he wouldn't even be able to cut through his skin with his own sword technique.

Thinking of this, Fu Hongxue's pale hand clenched the pitch-black knife even harder.

He still walked with a limp, and even after becoming a god, he did not heal his leg.

This is the disability he deliberately left behind in order to remember certain things.

The street chosen by Fu Hongxue was much quieter and much more dilapidated than the other two people, Yi Feng and Bai Jinfeng.

The houses on both sides of the street are dilapidated, and people have numb expressions and sallow faces.

It's a place for the poor, and everywhere it smells rancid.

Fu Hongxue walked here dressed in black, which made people feel a little too dazzling.

Fortunately he was a lame man, they thought, or this man should not have been here, but should have drunk with the beautiful girl in his arms at the banquets of the nobles.

Fu Hongxue walked slowly through the street, and suddenly someone sneered and said, "Guess, is this person a cultivator?" ”

Someone else pretended to be surprised and said, "Is he actually a cultivator?" ”

The person from before smiled "haha" and said, "Even if you are a cultivator, I'm afraid you are the lowest kind, and in their circle, just like we are in society, they are all lost dogs. ”

Another person said: "Even if it is a lost dog, it is also a high-ranking cultivator, if you ridicule him like this, you are not afraid that he will kill you?" You see he still has a knife in his hand! ”

The previous man said in a strange tone: "Actually, cultivators are also human beings, and once a person loses his faith, the knife in his hand will be soft and useless. ”

"Then why did he still hold that knife? Why not throw it on the ground? ”

"He may have just forgotten that he still had the knife in his hand, and when he remembered it, he would throw it away like garbage."

Fu Hongxue suddenly stopped. He really felt that the knife in his hand had become garbage, and he himself did not know the meaning of existence.

But he didn't drop the knife after all.

Although the knife is not the original knife, in the past ten years, the knife has been a part of his body, an organ.

In Yi Feng's thoughts, if Fu Hongxue really dropped the knife, I am afraid that his Vision would also be extinguished.

By the way, the Vision of the Wind God obtained from Teyvat, like the knife in his hand, seems to have lost its value.

However, this is a "happy trouble" after all, getting too much will make people at a loss, and Fu Hongxue will never put down the knife in her hand because of these.

The expression on his face gradually calmed down, the epilepsy that had been cured by the elixir had been cured, and now he was much better than a few days ago.

Fu Hongxue took another step, limped, and walked forward firmly.

The eyes of the two people hiding in the shadows were disappointed, and they didn't continue to stimulate Fu Hongxue, this was a risky thing after all.

Fu Hongxue walked along the street, and after crossing a wider intersection, the street suddenly became tidy.

Not long after, Fu Hongxue saw a crowd gathered in front of him on an open field, and in the center of the arena was a large arena.

In the ring, there are two people fighting, one holding a sword, the other holding a knife, the sword shadow and sword light are staggered, it seems to be evenly matched, and there is a stalemate for a while.

Fu Hongxue came to the ring and watched quietly.

"What do you think, brother, how are the two cultivators on the stage?"

A person stood on tiptoe to stand the competition in the stands, and casually accosted Fu Hongxue beside him while watching.

At this time, the young man who made the sword on the stage sold a flaw, and then took advantage of the attack of the man with the knife, and suddenly stabbed the man in the shoulder with a backhand, and then picked the man's knife out, and the young man himself suffered some flesh wounds, but finally won the competition.

The people around cheered.

Fu Hongxue shook her head and said, "It's a mess." ”

His voice was neither loud nor small, and he didn't continue to look at it after speaking, and raised his feet to turn, ready to go around the ring.

He was about to leave, but someone wouldn't let him go.

In front of him was a young man who looked similar to the young man on the stage, and wore a similar sword at his waist.

"Since you think their cultivation is a mess, why don't you go up and compete?"

Fu Hongxue stood there, calmly looked at the young man in front of her, and said, "Since their ...... Cultivation, it's a mess, why should I waste time? ”

What he actually wanted to say was that their "martial arts" were a mess, but when the words came to their lips, they still changed it to "cultivation" according to their habits.

The young man sneered: "I don't think it's a waste of time, I know that some people pretend to be good and can't do it themselves but like to step on others indiscriminately to show how great they are." But I don't know that we're 'Lianshan brothers', and we look down on this kind of person the most. ”

The people around were all looking at this, and some people whispered to their friends to explain, saying that this so-called "Lianshan Brother" was a master of the nearby generation of Qi Refining Period Perfection and one step away from building a foundation, and this time he came to participate in the selection to seek an opportunity to join the Chongyun Sect, take that step, and become a great monk in the foundation building period.

These two brothers have always been domineering - in other words, the cultivation realm has always been the law of the jungle, and they will do whatever it takes to cultivate.

There were monks from the Chongyun Sect watching from the audience nearby, how could he allow others to say that his brother's cultivation was a "mess"?

Fu Hongxue could hear those whispers, but she didn't care, and asked, "If I don't want to, you won't give way?" ”

The young man said sarcastically, "If you kneel down and kowtow three times now, I can let you go." ”

"You're not afraid of death?"

The young man sneered and said, "Are you going to tell me that you are a great monk in the foundation building period?" I want to know when there was such a 'genius' as you around here. ”

He accentuated the word "genius", apparently he did not think that the young man in front of him was a genius.

Fu Hongxue was still very calm, he felt a little bored and a little ridiculous. What these people are pursuing is probably to become their current state and become the so-called "immortals".

Fu Hongxue thought wrongly, in fact, the people here didn't even dare to think about the idea of becoming an immortal, at most they just thought about how to become a master of the Jindan period, as for the realm of becoming a primordial old monster, they didn't even dream of it.

According to Fu Hongxue in the past, maybe he would teach the other party a lesson, but he really didn't have the interest in drawing a knife now.

He remembered that an ability that might be called "coercion" was brought by a certain elixir, so he used a little bit of this ability, not much, but enough.

The young man was still staring at Fu Hongxue with a sarcastic expression, although he was confident, he would not be negligent, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and then his body went weak and fell to the ground.

Fu Hongxue's face was calm, and she raised her feet and continued to walk forward.

"Despicable villain, what kind of demon magic are you doing?"

The young man who had just won from the ring got out of the ring, and when he happened to see this scene, he shouted violently, and the long sword in his hand came out of the sheath and stabbed Fu Hongxue's throat from the side.

Fu Hongxue's footsteps did not stop, and once again used the means of "coercion" on the young man, and the young man's sword had just been stabbed, and he followed in his brother's footsteps, lost consciousness, and fell to the ground unconscious.

The people around didn't dare to approach Fu Hongxue anymore, and they retreated one after another.

A middle-aged monk in the foundation building period of Chongyun Sect was one of the people selected this time, and at this time, seeing that the two good seedlings were successively put down by Fu Hongxue by unknown means, he frowned, strode out of the crowd, and said, "This fellow Daoist ......"

Originally, he just wanted to ask about Fu Hongxue's origin, although he felt that he couldn't silently put down the two monks who had completed the Qi cultivation period, but he had the Chongyun Sect behind him, so he wasn't too afraid that Fu Hongxue would attack him in front of everyone.

It's a pity that Fu Hongxue has never heard of the Chongyun Sect at all, and even if she did, she wouldn't take it to heart, so the middle-aged people were treated the same as those brothers.

The middle-aged man had just spoken his words, and for a moment he felt that he was being smashed down by a mountain in front of him, and he fell down without any reaction.

At this moment, the person in charge of the Chongyun Sect at the scene couldn't sit still, the pair of brothers just participated in the selection of loose cultivators, and they clashed with others, it didn't matter if they were put down if they were not defeated by the other party, the Chongyun Sect had never lacked such disciples.

But on such an occasion, directly attacking the people of the Hedge Cloud Sect is just slapping the face of the Hedged Cloud Sect.