Hearing this, Brother Tiger shook his body and spoke:

"Good question! So do you have an invitation to the mineralization conference? ”

"Do you still need an invitation to participate in the mine-mining conference?"

"Nonsense, do you think the city lord of Jiufeng City started as a charity?"

It seems that shaking is not enjoyable enough, Brother Tiger simply leaned under the tree and rubbed the hair behind his back with the rough trunk:

"Although the City Lord of Jiufeng City has not held a 'Mine Mining Conference' for nearly ten years, the process should not have changed.

Generally speaking, there should be events such as 'rings' and 'martial arts' held in Jiufeng City recently, and as long as you achieve a certain rank in this kind of activity, you can get an invitation to the mine-mining conference. ”

Although he had expected it, Mo Yu still felt tired when he heard this familiar process.

At this moment, at least a dozen episodes of the fight in the novel flashed through his mind.

- Fighting in the ring itself is very difficult, and you have to calculate and calculate inside and outside the plate, so it's troublesome to think about it.

On the other side, after Brother Hu noticed Mo Yu's reaction, he grinned, and instead of rubbing the tree, he circled around Mo Yu:

"Tsk! When your brothers and sisters encounter this kind of activity, they want to go up and play two rounds without rewarding them.

Looking at it this way, your reaction is similar to that of the elder brother. ”

While speaking, Brother Hu sat down in front of Mo Yu:

"Honestly, if you don't want to get into the ring, there's a way to do it.

If I'm not mistaken, some of the invitations to the mine-mining conference will also be distributed through an 'auction', or if you have the money, you can also auction it directly.

But I want to remind you that the starting price of the invitation to the mine mining conference is at least 500 spirit stones, and the final transaction price may be around 3,000 spirit stones, do you have so many spirit stones? ”

Hearing Brother Hu say this, Mo Yu showed hesitation.

He hadn't seen what the spirit stones looked like until now, where did the thousands of spirit stones come from, but if he sold the stamens of the Santu Flower......

Thinking of this, Mo Yu's mind flashed through the plots of the auction in dozens of novels.

- When you think about it, it feels like going to an auction is a lot more troublesome than going to the ring.

Sighing lightly, Mo Yu shook his head:

"Hey~ Let's fight in the ring."

On the other side, Brother Tiger also shook his head with him:

"There's no way, if you don't reveal your identity, it's actually no different from casual cultivation.

Pack up and rest as soon as possible, and you'll have to get up early tomorrow to get on your way. ”

After speaking, Brother Tiger found a fairly dry ground and lay down on his own.

Hearing this, Mo Yu remembered that before leaving the Yuhua Gate, Ye Fengqian told him:

"Don't reveal the identity of the disciples of the Feather Sect until the moment of life and death."

Obviously, compared to the identity of a disciple of the "Feather Sect", the identity of "Scattered Cultivation" is safer and more suitable for him.

Seeing that Brother Tiger quickly fell into a deep sleep, Mo Yu, who had no intention of sleeping, had to climb to the top of the tree to admire the moon to pass the time.

......

Early the next morning, on the avenue leading to Jiufeng City, Mo Yu was running briskly with an open coarse cloth bag on his back.

"Tap, Tap, Tap, ......"

Suddenly, the sound of hurried horses' hooves sounded from behind Mo Yu and got closer and closer.

When Mo Yu heard the prestige, he only saw a black-clothed young man dressed in a brown coat, riding a fire dragon horse with four hooves entwined with flames and a blood-red body gradually approaching.

Seeing this, he took the initiative to change his position and retreated to the side.

Soon, the young man in black passed by him on a fiery dragon pony.

Just as the two passed by, the young man in black squinted his eyes and swept over Mo Yu and snorted disdainfully.

Then he flicked the whip hard:

"Drive!"

The whip flung in front of Mo Yu, and the tip of the whip whipped into the air, making a crisp sound of "pop".

Stunned to watch the back of the young man in black gradually disappear, Mo Yu was extremely shocked in his heart:

"Isn't it? Is there really such a stupid thing in reality? ”

Hearing this, a furry tiger head poked out of his back pocket:

"Of course! With so many people on the Tianxuan Continent, if there weren't a few stupid people, do you think you live in the fairy world?

Don't talk about this yet, he's almost leaving, and you still don't do it? ”

"Hands-on? What hands? ”

Mo Yu scratched his head, his face full of goodness.

The next moment.

"Sigh the ———— of the law"

A heart-rending hiss came from afar, and the fire dragon pony that had disappeared from Mo Yu's sight galloped back again, as if there was an invisible enemy chasing it behind it.

The black-clothed young man, who had been extremely vigorous, could only crouch on the horse's back and hug the neck of the fire dragon colt tightly to prevent himself from being thrown off.

Seeing the fire dragon horse galloping into the forest with the black-clothed youth, Mo Yu shook his head sympathetically, turned around and continued to run along the road to Jiufeng City:

"Tsk! You've trained your breath control skills so well, and you're just doing this? ”

The shrunken tiger brother also turned his head at this time, grabbed Mo Yu's shoulder and asked:

"Ye Feng was worried that you were too innocent and would suffer a loss after entering the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Now it seems that in terms of thick black alone, Ye Feng may not be your opponent. ”

Hearing Brother Hu say this, Mo Yu immediately retorted:

"Slander! You slander me!

I didn't do anything, Brother Tiger, don't talk nonsense. ”

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

After coping with a sentence, Brother Tiger retracted his furry head back into the bag:

"Okay, call me when you get to Jiufeng City, I'll rest for a while."

Hearing this, Mo Yu stopped speaking and began to speed up.

Soon, the sun is in the sky.

Looking at the towering city walls that gradually replaced the horizon in the distance, Mo Yu's pace gradually slowed down.

The so-called "Wangshan Running Dead Horse", although he felt that the city wall was not far from him, but it took half an hour for Mo Yu to really come under the city wall.

Although the sun was hanging in the middle of the sky at this time, the shadow cast by the walls of Jiufeng City was still huge.

Stepping into the shadows, a slight coolness hit from all around, making Mo Yu's skin tighten slightly.

On the city wall not far in front of him, a side door was wide open, and there was an endless stream of cultivators coming and going.

At this moment, the familiar sound of horses' hooves was heard again:

"Tap, Tap, Tap"

Mo Yu looked back when he heard the sound, and just saw a gray-faced black-clothed young man coming in a fire dragon horse.

When one person and one horse stepped into the area shrouded by the walls of Jiufeng City, the black-clothed young man pulled the reins and stopped the fire dragon horse.

Instantly, he flicked the big foil behind him and jumped off the back of the fire dragon horse.

Holding the reins of the fire dragon horse, the black-clothed young man crossed Mo Yu with an expressionless face and walked towards the city gate.

Seeing this, Mo Yu kept a certain distance from the black-clothed young man and walked towards the city gate as well.

Before he could get close to the city gate, a quarrel suddenly came.

A grey friar with a brown horse stood in front of the defenders, his face flushed:

"Just fostering a spirit beast costs a hundred spirit stones? Are you robbing money? ”

Hearing this, the city guard sitting on the chair just glanced at him obliquely, and then said nonchalantly:

"I didn't force me to buy and sell, if you don't want to foster care, you can not foster it."

"Good! Good! ”

As the words fell, the grey friar nodded through gritted teeth, led his horse and walked towards the city.

Behold, he had one foot in the gate.

"Boom!"

The soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate suddenly put down the Changge in their hands and crossed them in front of the gray-clothed friar:

"During the mine-mining conference, spirit beasts are not allowed to enter the city.

Either put it in the spirit beast bag, or you can foster it at the city gate guard, and choose it yourself. ”

The two soldiers were expressionless, and their voices were cold and hard, as if they couldn't see the gray-clothed monk's trembling body.