Looking at the seven or eight people wearing the same clothes as the previous monks, all of them were cultivating above the middle stage of foundation building. The uneasiness in the hearts of Ning Changkong and the others strengthened, but they were afraid that this town had been controlled by evil cultivators.

"Sorry, it's the first time, let's go down." Ning Changkong saluted the other party and then took the lead to descend.

Several people in the air glanced at each other, and one of them sneered crookedly, and another monk came to deliver food.

Landing on the ground, the four of them entered the town, the town of the Xiuzhen Realm, comparable to the city, but there are also seven or eight meters high city walls to block the fierce beasts and monsters on the periphery, and there are warrior monks on the city wall on duty.

At the gate under the city wall, there were two rows of soldiers, and few people entered and exited the gate.

Each person still needs to pay two taels of silver to enter the town, which makes Ning Changkong and the others very surprised.

Such a high cost of entering the town directly blocked the people of the peripheral villages, in case there is a big problem in any village, and the villagers come to take refuge, I am afraid that they will not be able to enter the city gate.

The soldier who collected the money shouted very viciously, "Do you want to enter the city?" If you want to get in, give money quickly! ”

Ning Changkong asked puzzledly, "May I ask why the fees here are so high?" How do ordinary people get into the city? ”

If the town is controlled by evil cultivators, then the more people enter the city, won't the evil cultivators who rely on blood food to improve their cultivation have more food sources? What about this creep......

"Why is all this nonsense? It's not been peaceful lately, the city is safe, and it's already very cheap to buy a life for two taels of silver! The soldier shouted impatiently.

Ning Changkong took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the soldier, who directly threw the ten taels of silver into the bucket behind, and then beckoned: "Release!" ”

"Hey, no, that's ten taels of silver! There are only four of us, and we only need to give eight taels, why don't you look for money? Yang Xiaobao said angrily.

"There is no redemption!" After speaking, the soldier hugged his chest and said with bad intentions: "What, I want to fight!" ”

Looking at the soldier with mysterious power and no spiritual power, Ning Changkong hurriedly pulled Yang Xiaobao back, "I'm sorry, he just came to be ignorant." ”

The four entered the town.

Looking at the backs of the four departing, the soldier clenched his fists, held his breath, and finally sighed.

Another soldier on the side secretly pinched him, "Don't show it, someone is watching, it's hard to persuade you to die." ”

The town is not as lively as ordinary places, and you can see pedestrians on the road, but all of them have yellow and thin faces, but their eyes are shining, and some of them are swinging when they walk, and they are also excited.

"I'll be able to cultivate immortals in no time! Haha, I'll be able to cultivate immortals in no time! "An old man with gray hair, walking and singing with a cane in a mad man's hand.

Only a small number of roadside shops are still open, and most are closed.

Ning Changkong walked into a grocery store, and the most conspicuous thing in the store was a colorful clay sculpture, a smiling Buddha statue holding a lotus flower.

In front of the Buddha statue are offerings such as fresh fruits, flowers, etc.

The shopkeeper in a Taoist robe knelt in front of the Buddha statue and bowed reverently, chanting words in his mouth, "O immortal, bless me to be chosen to become a cultivator, I don't want to die of old age, I want to live forever!" ”

Kneeling Buddha, shouting immortals, praying to become a cultivator?! Ning Changkong felt that it was nondescript.

Yang Xiaobao showed a sneer on his face, begging the mud bodhisattva to be useful, his name was written backwards, and he couldn't understand that the common people in the immortal cultivation world were still the same as the world before him, and the feudal superstition was powerful.

The shopkeeper is already thirty or forty years old, because he is thin, the wrinkles on his face can catch up with the old man in his fifties and sixties, his face is sallow, and he can't see that he is a healthy person except for his eyes.

Before the age of twenty in the cultivation realm, the cultivation qualification was not discovered and stimulated, and the older the age, the more difficult it was to cultivate, and it was a fantasy to want to cultivate with half an old body, unless it was a great opportunity.

"Boss, buy something!" Ning Changkong shouted.

"Wait, wait, my prayer isn't done yet!" The shopkeeper said without raising his head.

"And those who do business?" Yang Xiaobao picked up a dusty object from the shelf and said disgustedly.

"Hmph, what do you know? If I can cultivate immortals, what business will I do! The boss turned his head impatiently and responded.

It's just that when he saw the four people who entered the store, he quickly changed his face and got up with a smile on his face, "How many are monks?" But to inform me? I've been very diligent lately, and I've been going to the center every day to express my heart, and the gods will definitely feel my sincerity! ”

Wu Zhiyou and Yang Xiaobao looked confused.

Ning Changkong said with a serious face and majesty: "We are the newly sent disciples of Ci'an Hall, come to take a look, and the person who led us has not yet arrived, so we specially came to inspect it." ”

"Poof!" The shopkeeper hurriedly knelt down and said excitedly: "It turns out that the fairy family is here, and the small shop is shining!" Thank the gods, thank the gods! ”

Yang Xiaobao and Wu Zhiyou looked at each other, and put on a master's shelf with their hands behind their backs, looking arrogant.

Qiao Lan almost couldn't help but laugh when she saw it.

"Shangxian, may I ask what Xiaomin can do?" The shopkeeper kowtowed a few times, then cautiously looked up at Ning Changkong, saw the immortal-like face, and lowered his head in inferiority.

"We're investigating privately to see how they're doing here. Can you tell us about it? After speaking, Ning Changkong flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave, "Forget it, how much can you know as a little ordinary person." ”

"Don't go, the little ones must know everything, and please let the immortals broadcast on demand for the small people!" The shopkeeper hurriedly knelt down and took two steps, trying to grab Ning Changkong, but his hand stretched out in the air and retracted, lest he would get dirty and be disliked.

His sallow face was filled with hope and panic at their departure.

"Okay then, listen to you, well said, reward!"

"Hey! Ay! The shopkeeper quickly got up from the ground and stretched out his hand to invite a few people to the backyard.

When I came to the backyard, the shopkeeper was busy with making tea, serving fruits, and serving refreshments.

After a table of refreshments was placed on the table, under Ning Changkong's stopping, the shopkeeper stood aside cautiously and said, "Where should Xiaomin start?" ”

"Sit and talk." Ning Changkong sat on the main seat and stretched out his hand to signal the shopkeeper to sit.

The shopkeeper smiled flatteringly and sat down on the chair beside him, straightening his back, and daring to sit only halfway with his ass.

"Let's start with what you know."

The shopkeeper hurriedly spoke.

"What a Ci'an Hall, I only came here half a year ago, and as soon as they came, they helped get rid of the bullies in our town, which is very happy!

However, those bullies were the relatives and descendants of several monks in Jinan Gate, so the monks of Jinan Gate sent people to kill the people of Ci'an Hall.

At that time, everyone was so worried, lest the people of Ci'an Church would suffer. After all, everyone is a hundred years old sect, but the Ci'an Hall is weak, but you didn't expect that the people in Jinan Gate were killed by the people of the Ci'an Hall, and soon the Jinan Gate was driven away by the Ci'an Hall!

Hahaha, happy!

What Jinan Gate is talking about relieving the people in the south of Xuannan City, but what is the reality?

The people have paid so many taxes, but they have let a few bullies do their best on us! ”

The shopkeeper was still a little excited when he remembered the scene at that time, took a sip of the teacup, moistened his throat and continued: "Later, why did Ci'an Tang really do too many good things with the people. ”

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed, "Save the dead, help the poor, help people repair houses, distribute exorcism talismans, help people carry water and firewood, anyone who can see difficulties will not hesitate to go up to help, just treat the people as their own relatives!" ”

The shopkeeper then said excitedly: "Forget it, how can Ci'an Tang still help the people, help the people channel the meridians, improve the physique, and give us an extra path of cultivation."

My son and daughter all have the qualifications to cultivate, one is already a disciple of the Immortal Sect of the Shrine of Truth, my daughter is still in the town, she is a four-spirit root, and she can only be an immortal attendant. Now, I just want to be more pious, and quickly become a part of the smashing of Ci'an Hall! ”

"What?!" What is the world that is so good? ”