When he went out, Qiu Xiaozhou said happily: "Uncle Xiao, you are so powerful!

Qian Yongjiu touched her head, "That's because Uncle Ben knows that he has no ill will towards us." ”

"Do you divination again?" Zhang Jingchen's face changed slightly, he looked up at the sky, and sure enough, he saw a dark cloud floating above everyone.

Qian Yongjiu nodded, "I'm thinking about your little life, if I don't calculate it in advance, how can I take you to danger together? ”

Everyone was silent, and their hearts were warm.

Don't look at it for a long time, this little uncle really regards himself as a member of the Heartless Sword Sect, and he also has these nephews in mind, which makes them very moved.

Zhang Jingchen sighed, "Don't count it anymore." Uncle Xiao, this is no child's play. ”

Of course, it is very clear that dry use nine.

In his previous life, he spied too much into the heavens, so he was punished by heaven and died, how could he not know the stakes?

"I know. Don't say this frustrating thing - eat and eat, where do you go next?"

Mo Liuyun's face turned a little red, and she said a little excitedly: "I heard that there is a real market in Wuliang City, and it is the best place for poor ghosts to pick up treasures. Uncle Junior, let's go shopping and have a good time!"

Shopping?

Qian smacked his lips with nine, this word sounds familiar, and sure enough, no matter what world it is, a woman's nature is the same.

The possibility of Taobao picking up leaks is almost non-existent, for Qianyongjiu, who often visited Panjiayuan in his previous life, he didn't believe that he could pick up any leaks when he went to the market, and these sellers were all human spirits.

But since his nephew said that Qian Yongjiu is also willing to be good, in fact, the purpose of his coming out to spend money is to take his nephews out to let off steam, to have a team building, and to really erect the character of his uncle and elders.

After all, whoever spends money is the boss.

The so-called bazaar is actually a rare open space in the city of Wuliang, with a small hill near the city walls, where the spontaneous monks' bazaar is located.

When everyone reached the bottom of the hill, they understood when they used Jiudeng.

Why did Zhang Jingchen say that the Righteous Dao Sect would call Wuliang City a Xiuzhen Market, it was because they were all poor ghosts, and they could only come to this kind of stall similar to a vegetable market to consume.

The real celebrities would never bother to come to such a noisy and chaotic place. In the eyes of Qianyong Jiu, this Xiuzhen Market in the Xiuzhen Realm was even inferior to the Pan Jiayuan in the previous life.

I saw that on the small hill, there were stalls everywhere in sight, and there were some large-scale stall owners with a few "treasures" in front of them, and the shabby ones were only placed with a medicine gourd placed there.

What Qianyongjiu didn't expect was that there was actually a food stall - very similar to a pancake stand.

Can you find treasures in this place?

I don't believe it.

But his seven teachers and nephews were all bright-eyed! After all, after years of squatting in the Heartless Sword Sect, they couldn't see a few outsiders all year round, and this place was so "prosperous and lively", which was naturally very attractive to them.

However, the nine generals of the Dry used to spread the divine sense, enveloping the entire hill.

He was like a human scanner, sweeping the tens of thousands of monks on the hill in an instant, and he came to a conclusion with great speed.

This is indeed a gathering place for low-level monks, and none of the True Yuan fluctuations are strong.

Zhang Jingchen's face changed, and he immediately sensed the powerful divine sense emanating from Uncle Xiao's body, and the majestic and boundless feeling was simply overwhelmed.

Foundation Monks?

The divine sense is so powerful?!

Wait a minute, wouldn't that be a few of our senior brothers, this is exposed?!

In addition to Qiu Xiaozhou, several other senior brothers also thought of this problem, and they were helpless one by one, just looking at Zhang Jingchen in a daze.

That means, you are quick to exert your power and use your mouth cannon to beat the little uncle! Lie to him! Hurry!

Zhang Jingchen took a deep breath, and was thinking about his words when he saw Uncle Xiao turn his head, and there seemed to be doubts on his face.

Suffered.

He sensed that we weren't doing well.

He's going to ask!

Zhang Jingchen was vigilant, and in a hurry, he really thought of a set of words: "Uncle Xiao, have you just spread your divine sense to investigate these monks?"

Qian Yongjiu nodded, "Yes, there is no strong one." There is no one at the level of the Drunken Immortal Tower. ”

Zhan Miao hurriedly said: "Hurry up and collect the divine sense." Uncle Junior, this kind of behavior of yours is extremely reckless in the cultivation realm. Each of us has restrained our aura and true yuan, we just don't want to cause more trouble - after all, it is not very glorious to come to this kind of place, but whenever a great power comes here, it will restrain its breath, and if it provokes some great power, I don't know how to die. ”

The senior brothers secretly gave a thumbs up: Sure enough, it's the senior brother! The nonsense magic skill is simply the pinnacle! This can make you come back, it is really the mouth cannon kung fu of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods!

This is normal, after all, there are quite a lot of guys who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers in the novels I read in my previous life.

He waved his hand: "Let's go, nephews, go spend money!"

"Uncle Junior is mighty!"

All the teachers and nephews spoke in unison, and followed Qianyong Jiu to enter the market.

Qian Yongjiu is very proud, and sure enough, the one who can make money is the master! Now the character of Uncle Ben is set up - the little uncle of the Heartless Sword Sect who is highly respected and can make money and is generous!

The group of eight people from the Heartless Sword Sect walked left and right in the market, Mo Liuyun was holding a snack similar to stinky tofu in his hand, and Qiu Xiaozhou was holding a handful of grilled sausages in his hand, extremely happy and happy.

Of course, it just looks like stinky tofu and grilled sausages, but in fact, they are all foods made with elixirs or demon beasts, which are not only delicious, but also very affordable, one spirit stone is enough to exchange for one.

For a local tyrant with three thousand spirit stones in hand, what is this cost?

Drizzle, sprinkle water, very cheap!

was wandering around, and suddenly an old monk in a shabby Taoist robe grabbed Qian Yongjiu's hand, his beard was all white, his face was old, and his hair was scattered and even stained with a few blades of grass, looking very depressed.

The old man's voice was hoarse: "Little brother, come and see my baby, I know at a glance, Ancestor, this thing is very suitable for your use, only six hundred spirit stones!"

Qian looked at it with nine eyes, and saw Lao Dao sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a broken sword fetus in front of him.

Well?

Qian Yongjiu frowned slightly, on this seemingly ordinary sword fetus, he clearly sensed a desire.

Doesn't seem to be mortal?

Can you really find a treasure?

Just as he was about to reach out and pick up the sword fetus, he suddenly heard a broken cry in his ears: "Wait! This sword fetus is something I have already booked!"

Qian Yongjiu turned his head, only to see a person standing beside him holding his arm.

He couldn't help but wonder.

It turned out to be him?