The ancient city is old, full of mottled traces of time, the city is quite lively, and there are sounds of selling everywhere.

The second primordial god used a trick to hide from the monks guarding the city gate, swaggered into the city, walked at will, and all kinds of information came into his ears and was sorted out.

The currency used by ordinary people was also gold, silver, and copper, while the monks traded using a type of energy crystallization called "yuan".

Among them, they are divided into grades according to the amount of energy and purity.

Walking all the way and stopping, it took more than half an hour to walk out of the east of the city, the city is so big, it can be imagined, and this city should not be a great city in Beidou.

As for why does the second primordial god know? Without him, there is no one in the city who can fight.

There was a sound of horses' hooves, and the people walking on the street hurriedly dodged to the side, bowing slightly with respectful expressions.

It was a young man who came, followed by more than a dozen guards, and he looked extremely imposing.

The second primordial god listened to the small voices around him, and he already understood who was coming.

"The Ji family? The descendant of the Yellow Emperor, well, this son has a relationship with the poor road, and he just happened to be able to repay the favor of His Majesty Xuanyuan, which is very good. ”

Everyone had already retreated, and only the Second Elemental God was still standing in the center of the street, which naturally seemed extremely unsightly.

"That person, don't retreat quickly."

One of the guards raised his gun and shouted at the Second Elemental God.

The young man of the Ji family showed curiosity, stopped the guard, and said gently on his horse:

"Is there something wrong with the Dao Chief?"

The second primordial god heard his question, and his face showed a look of satisfaction, he was a smart man.

"Poor Dao knows some techniques of looking at qi, and he looks like he is about to die, so he stopped Gongzi and wanted to save your life."

When many guards heard the second primordial god cursing their son, their expressions were furious, and they all shouted:

"Charlatan, dare to curse my son-in-law, you are looking for death."

Saying that, they urged the horses one after another, wanting to stab the second primordial god to death, but the son surnamed Ji stopped everyone again and said with a smile:

"Forget it, this Taoist must have also encountered difficulties, so you don't have to worry about some words."

After speaking, he took out a piece of "source" crystal from his arms and threw it to the second elemental god, and then took the guards to spare the second elemental god standing in the middle of the road.

Looking at the "Yuan" Second Yuan God in his hand, he smiled slightly, and a jade talisman appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he also threw it to the young man.

"This jade talisman can save your life."

With that, he got out of the way and strode away.

Ji Tianming looked at the jade talisman in his hand, and then looked at the back of the second primordial god leaving, and felt a little strange in his heart.

At this moment, an old man who had not spoken all this time said in a low voice: "Little boy, that Taoist priest has not cultivated. ”

Looking at the old servant who has taken care of him since he was a child, Ji Tianming naturally does not doubt it.

"Uncle Chen, you are a half-step powerhouse, naturally you can't be mistaken, hey... Your cultivation is all over the sky and follows me as a wasted person, and even the basic cultivation resources are not enough, Uncle Chen, I am sorry for you. ”

Hearing this, the old man smiled slightly and said:

"Little boy, don't talk nonsense, I'm a slave of Chen Sanyi, my master doesn't dislike me, treat me like a relative, teach me to cultivate, otherwise I have today, you are the only bloodline of my master mother, and you are the only master of my Chen San, although the Ji family is good, it is not my Chen San's home."

Ji Tianming's heart was very moved, and he could only remember in his heart that when his mother was pregnant with her, she was victimized, which led to giving birth to herself in less than seven months because of premature birth. He was also born weak, and it took more than ten years of cultivation to open up a sea of suffering.

And the mother gave birth to herself a few years after the death of the injury, the father renewed the strings, Erniang is from a small family, the eldest son of his own family is quite jealous, although his own vein is not the main family, but there are also a lot of industries.

Now that he has just become an adult, he was sent to a source mine in this small city to guard his family, and it is difficult to say whether he can return to the Ji family in this life, and naturally he can't make any promises.

Thinking of this, Ji Tianming's heart was also a little gloomy, he put away the jade talisman in his hand at will, and returned to the source mine in silence.

The Ji family is doing two kinds of business in the source mine here, one is that the "source" cultivators who have been cut out exchange for the treasures of the elixir they have collected, and the other business is similar to gambling stones, and the external performance of the mined source stone ore is clearly marked, so that the monks can choose by their own vision and luck.

This kind of business is the most popular, Ji Tianming has been here for less than a year, and he has seen many people lose their money, but there are also people who have cut out the "divine source" Since then, there is no need to worry about the cultivation resources for decades, and it is a little shallow to say that getting rich overnight.

Today, the same is true, after the newly sent source ore is sorted out and marked with the price code, many people are excited to start choosing their favorite source ore.

More than an hour has passed, and some of today's ore is not very good, and nothing good has been produced, most of the people have lost money, and only a few people have made a little profit.

After everyone thought that today was going to pass like this, a little monk dressed shabby, bought an ore that looked like an ordinary stone in the field, and everyone shook their heads, this ore is not small, and it is outrageously cheap, but as long as you have played a little bit of this gambling source, you know that this kind of ore is basically impossible to appear "source".

Therefore, even if it is very cheap, no one buys it and plays it.

"Little brother, there is no source for this ore, let's choose a new piece."

An old man who comes often, a kind reminder.

The little monk's face was slightly red, and he said in a low voice:

"Thank you, senior, I can't afford the rest."

The old man was stunned, but he also understood the difficulty of these minor repairs, and he didn't speak, anyway, this ore is very cheap, even if it is all lost, it is just a piece of inferior "source", and there is really nothing cheaper than this in the field.

At this time, the rest of the people had already stopped opening stones, Ji Tianming looked at the last business and said with a smile:

"Little brother, do you take it back and open it yourself, or do you want to open it here."

The Friar smiled shyly.

"Let's go now."

Ji Tianming nodded, there is already a special stone opening master to help the little monk open the stone.

The first cut was made, and there was really no "source", and everyone showed such expressions.

The little friar's face was a little gloomy, and he had come to bet on the "source" not for himself, but for his mother.

The second knife cut again, and suddenly a divine light burst out from a small gap in the incision, reflecting a golden yellow on the faces of everyone present.

"Divine Origin?"

"My God, it's actually a divine source, and it's such a big chunk?"

"Oops, I wanted to cut this piece too, hey... What a missed opportunity. ”

......

Everyone present beat their chests one after another, and some people looked at the little monk, and their eyes were already fierce.

At this moment, a middle-aged man who was in charge of guarding the mine and Chen San, who was beside Ji Tianming, released a half-step powerful coercion at the same time, and everyone put away their careful thoughts.

When the little monk saw the divine radiance, he burst into tears and said:

"Mother is saved, mother is saved."

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.