Yuelai Inn——

Ye Jinghong stood at the door and stretched, breathing in the fresh air outside the door.

After lying in bed for several days to recuperate, I didn't get up to exercise anymore, and my body was about to rust.

If you want to stretch out, you can hear some rumors outside.

Not far away, a group of five big and three thick men were chatting about strange things outside.

"Have you heard, the recent ruins of the fall of a Saint Realm powerhouse are about to open."

"Yes, I also heard that the five sects and four families have also opened some places to give us these loose cultivators."

"Really, then we don't have to hurry up and see what is going on?"

"Cut, five sects and four families will open the quota again, that is also a condition, only by participating in the Tianjiao Ring Tournament and getting the top twenty can there be any hope, can you pass that level with your kid's strength?"

A big man with a tiger's head and a bear's waist, while picking his toes, complained about the whimsical companions around him.

The spit in his mouth sprayed on his companion's face.

"Tianjiao Ring Competition, the relics of the powerhouses of the Holy Realm, good things!"

Ye Jinghong stood at the door, pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the conversation of several people, not daring to miss the important information in it.

When he heard the relics of the powerhouse of the Holy Realm, his eyes showed a look of being a wealth obsessed.

Small money, money.

The treasures in the relics of the Holy Realm powerhouses are absolutely indispensable.

At present, he has been polishing his divine consciousness and soul power, and these two things need to contain a lot of soul power, or enlightenment stones.

After a long time, it was not until several monks had left that Ye Jinghong returned to the room.

Sitting on the bed, his mind kept recalling what the monks had just said.

The purpose of the Tianjiao Ring Competition is nothing more than three points, the first is to pay a certain amount of treasures to qualify for the competition.

Ye Jinghong classified it as those so-called five sects and four families, and used this saint's relics to allocate some places, recruit some scattered cultivation death squads, and help them find out the dangers in the ruins when necessary.

The second is that you must be in the top 20 to be eligible to enter the ruins.

The ruins have a great influence on the strong who have cultivated too high, because it prohibits all strong people who surpass the Beast Taming Grandmaster from entering, otherwise they will be wiped out by the power of the law in the ruins.

As long as it is the top 20 in the ring, the strength will not be weak, and it can fully act as a death squad in the ruins.

The third is to use the Tianjiao Ring Competition to attract some fresh blood for his own forces and enhance the strength of the sect.

Therefore, the true appearance of the Tianjiao Ring Competition is nothing more than a tool for those powerful sects and families to seek benefits.

Thinking of this, Ye Jinghong found a very important thing.

Where did Ye Ling'er go?

In the past few days, she has been recuperating, and she has always taken care of herself, but most of the time has passed today, and she has not been seen.

It's weird.

"Old man, are you? Come out and talk. ”

Ye Jinghong took out the fire war spear and summoned the old man inside.

"What's the matter, don't bother Uncle Ben with spring dreams, I don't know if spring dreams are worth a thousand gold."

The old man cursed and floated out.

He was really annoyed that Ye Jinghong shouted to himself if he had anything to do.

I have been fighting too much recently, and if I don't recuperate well, it will disappear sooner or later.

"Do you know where Ye Ling'er has been lately?"

"Who is Ye Ling'er?"

The old man had a big question mark on his head.

"It's the girl who has been by my side, I don't even know anyone for so many days, and I've lived to be a dog for half my life."

Ye Jinghong was completely thundered by the old man, and said speechlessly holding his forehead.

He had never seen such a stupid soul body, and he was a strong man in his previous life, and he couldn't even recognize himself.

Even if he didn't know Ye Ling'er, he should know that he was asking about the girl who had been staying by his side, otherwise he would have nothing to do with calling it out.

In the end, this is the sorrow of a cultivator, or the sorrow of a cultivator.

"I vaguely heard her say that she was going out to find out what news."

"When did you leave?"

"It looks like I went out early in the morning."

Ye Jinghong felt bad in his heart, he was afraid that something had happened to Ye Ling'er outside, otherwise he should have come back.

"Let's go out and have a look."

Ye Jinghong took the fire spear back into the receiving ring, but the old man's soul body was still floating outside.

Yuelai Inn is located in Xuanwu Street, the most prosperous street in Lingcheng, and the flow of people here during the day will reach a terrifying number.

When he came to the street, looking at the bustling street and the bustling crowd, Ye Jinghong was a little dazed, he didn't know the way, and he didn't know where to find someone.

Maybe you feel like you need a local to lead the way, or find some places and institutions that specialize in inquiring about news.

"Little brother, do you have something? I know astronomy and geography below, and there is nothing I don't know in the Lingshan area. ”

A young man who looked like a scholar came to Ye Jinghong from the crowded crowd.

Standing at the door of the inn waiting for his prey, he fell in love with Ye Jinghong at once.

Because he found that Ye Jinghong was different from other normal people on the street, that is, he was looking around with a purpose, either looking for people or finding a way.

It's a sign unique to outsiders, and locals here never linger too long on such a crowded street.

Ye Jinghong heard someone shouting to himself, turned around, and didn't see Bai Xiaosheng.

It's not that Bai Xiaosheng left, but his body is really a little bruised, he belongs to the Lingshan dwarf race, although he is extremely smart, but he is naturally short, and it is easy to be ignored when he talks to people.

"Strange"

Ye Jinghong looked at the crowd behind him in confusion,

And no one was looking at themselves.

Most people are basically doing their own thing, and sometimes they have a rush on their faces.

Did you hallucinate?

Ye Jinghong thought to himself, why have he always encountered some strange things recently.

"Boy, please lower your noble head a little."

The old man may have seen Bai Xiaosheng as a dwarf at a glance because of his floating state.

I thought that it was not easy to do any business in these years, and the dwarves had no human rights, so they were reduced to competing with the Thousand Machine Pavilion for business.

Ye Jinghong looked down, and then saw Bai Xiaosheng.

Although he knows that he is very short, it may be easy for people to ignore it, but he will not lose sight of himself for a long time, after all, Ye Jinghong is just a child, and his body is not too tall.

Although Bai Xiaosheng's face was unwavering, his heart had already erupted.

If he could, he would have wanted to kill the child in front of him.

But after weighing his strength, he chose to give up.

Because he found that he was a high-level cultivator in the spiritual realm, but he couldn't see through Ye Jinghong's cultivation.

There are only two situations where this happens, one is that his cultivation is higher than his own, and the second is that he is wearing a treasure that conceals his cultivation.

For Bai Xiaosheng, he prefers to believe that it is the former rather than the latter.

A child is dressed ordinarily, he doesn't look like a child of a big family, and his appearance is not very outstanding, how can he have a treasure of that level to cover his cultivation.

"Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng?"

Ye Jinghong asked suspiciously.

In the ancient books of the earth in the past, many of them recorded the title of Bai Xiaosheng, and they also knew what it meant.

"Yes, yes."

Bai Xiaosheng nodded and looked at Ye Jinghong with satisfaction.

Finally on the road.

It took Ye Jinghong a long time to notice his title.

"Then have you ever seen a girl in red, with a slender body, the same size as me?"

"Oh, by the way, sometimes she's so big that she looks very bad."

Ye Jinghong added.

"Is it wearing a ponytail, and carrying a fat doll, and the bell rings when you walk."

After Bai Xiaosheng listened to Ye Jinghong's description, a figure immediately appeared in his mind.

The little witch in red.

The girl was the same as the person in front of her, she was very underwhelmed, and every time she went up to deal with her, she would always be ridiculed by her first, and then the communication between them would return to the topic.

There is play.

Ye Jinghong looked at Bai Xiaosheng and said anxiously: "Then do you know where she went?"

"Well...... Hey, hey, hey......"

Bai Xiaosheng's original appearance of a handsome boy immediately changed to the appearance of a profiteer, and the thumb of his right hand kept rubbing against the middle finger of his index finger.

Ye Jinghong understood that Bai Xiaosheng in front of him was just like Turing, a natural profiteer, but Bai Xiaosheng had a fake headgear of a handsome boy than Turing.

"Oh, take it."

Ye Jinghong took out a low-grade spirit core from the acceptance ring and threw it into Bai Xiaosheng's hand, without any waves in his heart.

There is also a bunch of lower grade spirit cores left by Ye Ling'er, one of which is nothing to himself.

But in Bai Xiaosheng's eyes, it was different, he never thought that an inconspicuous piece of news could be exchanged for a low-grade spirit core.

It seems that the girl in red must be a very important person to the boy in front of her, otherwise she would not have taken out a low-grade spirit core as a fee.

You must know that if a low-grade spirit core is brought to the Thousand Machines Pavilion, it can be exchanged for a very useful meal, and even obtain a treasure of the same grade.

The currency recognized by the market used for trading in Lingshan is the spirit coin, which is made from the lower grade spirit core.

A low-grade spirit core can make a thousand spirit coins, and the spirit power contained in the spirit core is far better than that of spirit coins.

"On the side of the Tianjiao Ring Match, I glanced at it from a distance and saw a group of black-clothed people covering their faces who took her away."

Bai Xiaosheng pointed to the direction of the Tianjiao Ring and said.

"A group of men in black took her away, no, I have to go and save her immediately."

Ye Jinghong was very anxious, and he couldn't wait to appear in front of Ye Ling'er now.

"In which direction are they going?"

Ye Jinghong grabbed Bai Xiaosheng's leader, lifted him up, looked directly into his eyes, and said anxiously.

"Hmm...... Not...... In that direction...... They seem to ......"

Bai Xiaosheng was caught and couldn't breathe, and tried to raise his arm to point in a direction, and then the feeling of suffocation suddenly disappeared.

Ye Jinghong, the big living person in front of him, also disappeared.

"I haven't finished yet, the girl seems to have gone with them of her own volition, and the men in black seem to be protecting her."

"Alas" Bai Xiaosheng sighed, turned around and chased in the direction of Ye Jinghong.

Help people to the end and send the Buddha to the west.

What's more, he easily took a low-grade spirit core from others, and if he left like this, his conscience would be uneasy.