As soon as he entered the Imperial City, Wang Ling was attracted by the bustling city in front of him, compared to when he was in Kyoto, he really had a different feeling, walking in the busy streets, and all kinds of shouts and shouts were heard! Wang Ling walked in front of an innkeeper who was shouting.

Eh, this son, are you going to stay at the hotel? Then you are so lucky, we just have a first-class room left in the inn, if you are in the future, I am afraid it will be difficult to find such a good place to stay...

Before Wang Ling could say anything, the shopkeeper introduced the benefits of the inn behind him one by one! The king is like losing some treasure if he can't stop it! Wang Ling looked at the shopkeeper funny and interrupted what he was going to continue: Is it?? Why is it so difficult to find an inn to stay in the Imperial City? ?

Look at the childe you said! This is not the case in normal times, but this is just in time for the temple to recruit new students! It's good to say in normal times, but now it's the time when the temple is open to students once every three years, so it's really hard to find a place to stay in the imperial city now.

The temple admits students??

Yes, it is held every three years, and now that all the major city lords have gathered in the Imperial City, during this time, not only can you see the competition between the geniuses in the temple, but also the ranking competition between those newly recruited students is also very interesting; I don't know what kind of genius will appear this time; Ahem, you see, I've been talking so much that I've forgotten what I'm talking about! Childe: Why don't you stay in a small shop???

Hehe!! Okay、、 Saying that, he grabbed a handful of gold coins and stuffed them into the hands of the shopkeepers. . .

Eh, Childe! It doesn't take so much, it doesn't need so much; Five is enough! Xiao Er looked at the dozens of gold coins in his hand and was about to return the excess gold coins to Wang Ling.

Hehe, the second child will reward you, keep it for yourself; After saying that, Wang Ling was about to go inside Xiao Er hurriedly grabbed Wang Ling: Childe, thank you, so he respectfully sent the extra gold coins to Wang Ling and said, Childe, our innkeeper has a rule that you can't accept so many rewards from guests, so you should take these back! It's enough to charge an extra one for the small one, and please take it if the white boy doesn't show his wealth, and lead Wang Ling upstairs as he spoke.

Looking at the gold coins in his hand, Wang Ling looked a little puzzled: Is there still such a shop in the world that doesn't even want a tip? Putting away the gold coins in his hand, Wang Ling followed Xiao Er and entered the upstairs guest room.

After settling Wang Ling: Childe, you have a good rest! You can just tell me what you want.,And with that, I left the room.。。

Good !!!

Go out the window and look at everything in front of you; What magicians and swordsmen are everywhere!! No wonder the aura of this plane world is so rich It turns out that the cultivators of this world don't rely on aura at all, could it be that there are thousands of Daos? It's not that they don't exist because you can't feel the existence of other breaths at all, what kind of breath is the Holy Spirit Qi and the Holy Demon Qi! Thinking of this, Wang Ling shook his head helplessly: With such a low-level aura, it is no wonder that the so-called powerhouses in this world will be so different under the same realm, but what kind of existence is the aura that appeared in the Wuhou Tomb and the Qin Emperor's Tomb, is it immortal qi? ? Retracting his thoughts, Wang Ling looked at the monks wearing various armor and robes on the street, if he stood with them, he would probably be depressed to death by their outfits! Walking with a clang, if you go into battle to kill the enemy, the person has not moved, and with the movement of the body, it is even more difficult to sneak attack a person than to ascend to the sky.

It was also boring to stay in the room all day, so Wang Ling went downstairs to eat something casually, and then took the dog and donkey and wandered around the street. All kinds of large and small carriages walked on the street without hurry, Wang Ling had already seen a little crooked, and casually entered a shop selling swords, and looked: Hey! It's all useless stuff that sells so expensive; It's good-looking, it's useful, Wang Ling turned back and forth, and he couldn't stand wanting to complain.

Boss, can you show me this sword? Eh, okay Childe, I'll take it down for you... But as soon as Xiao Er took off the sword and handed it to Wang Ling, he heard an arrogant voice behind him say: Boss, how much money do I want for this sword???

But Miss, this sword was the first to be spoken by this son, are you、、、、

Hasn't he said he wants to buy it yet? Now that I'm asking for it, you can't sell it??

But this, just as Xiao Er looked at Wang Ling in embarrassment, he heard a burst of flattering laughter, and then an obviously rich man walked out of the inner room Take the sword from the little second hand and put it directly in front of the woman, it turned out to be Miss Hu Yan, Please forgive me for the guy in the store is a newcomer and has no eyesight, Saying that, he glared at Xiao Er next to him, What are you doing here Don't go to greet customers!!

Kindness! It's okay, I want this sword, boss, you can make a price...

Or Miss Hu Yan knows the goods! When I entered the door, I fell in love with this sword that Mr. Tong had only recently forged, and it was inlaid with two rank beasts.

Okay, okay, I know what you said, and as she spoke, she threw a small bag on the table, are you enough??

The boss picked up his pocket, opened it, looked at it, nodded with a smile on his face, and said, "Enough, enough.

Seeing the boss nodding, the woman picked up the long sword and turned around to leave, and glanced at Wang Ling faintly when she passed by Wang Ling.

disdain in the eyes; Let Wang Ling also be helpless Sure enough, no matter where you go, there are people who feel good about themselves. . .