Since coming to the immortal realm, Yan Yunting has never seen a monk who has taken a weapon out, and even he himself has put Zhao Gu into the Qiankun Ring.

In the world, many famous swordsmen and swordsmen, in order to show their status and identity, will select a "sword slave" to carry a box for themselves.

If the sword master is strong, the sword slave will never be far behind.

"Elder Zhang, look at their waists."

The woman in purple and the gray-haired old man each wore a "green leaf" token around their waists.

"Well, it's the same as the Sanxiu we killed earlier, from the Aoba League," Zhang Kuan nodded and said in a deep voice: "This woman's identity is extraordinary. ”

The casual cultivators who live in the small building of the Immortal Mansion also have sword slaves to serve, and they are definitely not ordinary people.

The woman in purple raised her hand slightly.

"What do you want to do!" The Tianyi monks sacrificed their spirit swords one after another and retreated some distance back.

The gray-haired old man took off the box behind his back and handed it to the woman in purple.

The woman in purple opened the box and only took out a three-inch scabbard, and in an instant, the demonic aura was even stronger, and she didn't even see the blade.

She spoke slowly, her voice cold and crisp: "This is a demon knife, that's why you can feel the demon qi." ”

It turns out that she is not a demon, but has a demon knife.

Yan Yunting, a martial artist from the world, can be said to be very proficient in swords, this demon knife out of the sheath must be a superb treasure knife!

The disciple of Tianyi Sect relaxed a little at this time, but his tone was still not very welcome: "You are so bold, you dare to even carry a demon weapon with you, are you not afraid of being attacked by demon qi and devouring the Dao heart?" ”

The woman in purple put away the demon knife, closed the box and threw it to the gray-haired old man, and said coldly: "Which of your eyes saw that I was carrying the demon knife?" ”

"A casual cultivator, how dare you talk to my senior brother in such a tone!"

"Even if these two people are not demons, they are by no means good people, senior brother, why don't I go back and ask the elders and ask him to check their identities!"

The woman in purple couldn't help but have a trace of anger in her cold eyes.

"Fellow Daoists! Impulsive! Don't fight! Yan Yunting hurriedly rushed over and stopped between the two groups.

That's right, this time he will play the role of peacemaker.

"Yo? Isn't this the Five Saints of the Deception Sect? Are you really living in the Immortal Mansion? I thought you would be scared back to your hometown by the people of the Five Absolute Valleys! ”

"Hahaha......"

"The Five Saints of Deception! I advise you to be nosy, and do what you have to do! ”

Taunt.

Although Yan Yunting's face is not as good as Liu Daming, it is really not thin, and in the face of a lot of ridicule, he just scratched his head and smiled:

"Senior brothers of Tianyimen, I remember that your parents said that this is the Immortal Inn, if anyone dares to make trouble here, he will write that invitation to immortals, and maybe everyone will be disqualified from the trial at that time, this is unacceptable, unacceptable! Or! ”

The cultivators suddenly lost their smiles.

The senior brother at the head lowered his face, "Are you threatening us?" ”

Yan Yunting hurriedly shook his head: "Don't dare, don't dare, I'm helping you senior brothers, knowing the law and breaking the law, the governor committing a crime, it is likely that the crime will be increased." ”

"Senior brother, what this person said seems to be reasonable, the elder has instructed, before Yun Mengze is opened, you must save your energy, and you must not fight with others."

"This guy looks like he's joking us!"

"Don't pay attention to them, these wilderness scattered cultivators, sect minor cultivators, are all the same kind of people, and they are not worth our hands at all."

"Hmph, you just pray more, don't meet us in Yunmengze, otherwise you will have to frustrate your arrogance!"

"Oh, where are they qualified to meet us, they are not people of the same level at all."

"Hmph, let's go!"

Tianyi Sect cultivates and leaves.

"Come on, we're in trouble again." Zhang Kuan smiled and sighed.

Yan Yunting glanced at the purple-clothed woman behind her, "But we have another friend." ”

The woman in purple didn't seem to have any intention of being friends, so she bypassed Yan Yunting and walked outside the inn.

"Girl." Yan Yunting called softly.

The woman in purple frowned slightly, as if she didn't like the title.

Yan Yunting pointed to the box and smiled, "Your knife is good, can you tell me its name?"

The woman in purple was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at Yan Yunting with her eyes, but in the end she said coldly: "What does this have to do with you?"

Looking at the back of the woman leaving, the corners of Yan Yunting's mouth gradually rose, huh...... Is it a female swordsman in the fairy world? It's kind of interesting.

Zhang Kuan leaned close to Yan Yunting's cheek, "Why kid, do you want to soak her?" ”

Yan Yunting replied casually: "Yes, do you have any tricks?" ”

Zhang Kuan really has a good trick, he spread out his palm, and a package of yellow noodle medicine appeared, "This bag is colorless, tasteless, tasteless, productless, invincible, invincible and acacia that I carefully refined, you just need to take advantage of it and sprinkle it on her face, hehe...... The flood is out of control, and the water is a matter of course! ”

Yan Yunting raised his head and raised his eyebrows, "Does Elder Liu know that you have such a powerful thing?" ”

Zhang Kuan shook his head, "I can't give him this thing, and I only have such a pack." ”

Yan Yunting pursed his lips, grabbed the acacia and collected it, this medicine may be of great use in the future.

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No. 18 East Street, next to Lin's Money Village.

Although it has passed midnight, the fairy market is open, and there is an endless stream of monks who come to buy and sell, which can be said to be crowded and squeezed to death!

"All the immortals line up in turn, please enter the market on my left, and those who rent stalls and shops please go to the right, please don't cut in line, thank you for your cooperation!" The Lin family monk shouted at his hoarse throat.

Zhang Kuan wanted to set up a stall, so he was on the right.

The long queue stretched from the door to the end of the street.

The two waited in line for an hour before they finally got the qualification to rent a booth.

"When you set up your stall, hang the token on your waist or in front of the stall, so that the management disciples will not come to you to ask."

"Can you put it anywhere?"

"As long as you're not afraid of death, it's okay to be outside the auction house."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhang Kuan took the token and the guide map, and officially entered the immortal city with Yan Yunting.

Judging from the map, there are seven or eight streets in the fairy market, six or seven hundred shops, not counting one stall per person. Such a large market can take several hours to browse.

There are special Jindan monks at the gate of Xianshi to guard and write, and it is estimated that there are many monks patrolling in Xianshi to maintain order.

"Damn, you dared to come in and steal things as soon as the market opened, are you impatient? Call me! ”

Two guards carried a thief out of the fairy market, and threw it on the ground with a punch and kick, causing the thief to cry out for mercy.

"By the way, Lao Wu, there are many people in the fairy market, you have to take care of the Qiankun bag, don't expose the money, it's a small matter if you are stolen, if you are targeted by some greedy people, you will lose your life."

"Got it."

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