Chapter 397: One Hundred Thousand Spirit Stones
"I think they're the ones who don't have long eyes, don't you see that they are all chasing Senior Brother Mu to fight?" Zhao Miaoxuan's shoulders trembled slightly, and he forced a smile.
It was the first time she had seen Senior Brother Mu have such an embarrassed side.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Yizhou was a little unhappy, and said, "You mean that the best-looking person in their eyes is the ugliest?"
"Otherwise?" Zhao Miaoxuan shrugged, that's what she meant.
"Then I was almost killed, sister, didn't you see it?" Zhao Yuanlang pointed to a large piece of dirt that shook off his feet, and showed a very smug smile.
"I'm so happy to be beaten, brother, are you okay?"
Zhao Miaoxuan jumped up and patted Zhao Yuanlang's head, but his hand was too heavy, and he only heard a crisp sound of 'pop', and when he took it again, a red mark appeared on Zhao Yuanlang's forehead.
"Zhao-Miao-Xuan!"
"Ah, Zhao Zhao help, my brother is going to beat me. Zhao Miaoxuan hurriedly ran behind Cheng Zhaozhao to dodge.
Where they were now, they could see Tucheng from a distance, and they could also see a group of white skeletons lying on the ground hiding on the opposite hillside, although they didn't know why those skeletons didn't rush over again, but it seemed that there was no safer place than this place right now.
Shao Feng carefully wiped the scabbard and said, "Fortunately, none of them have much malice. ”
"I'll go, there's no malice here, what kind of thing is there!" Ye Yizhou rubbed the bag on his head again, these cultivators didn't know what kind of demon beast eggs they were carrying, they were as hard as stones.
Cheng Zhaozhao understood what Shao Feng meant, if it was really malicious, I am afraid it would be more than that. They're not just going to dodge and not fight back.
"They're preventing us from entering the city. Of course, the disgust for us is also true. ”
"Inevitably, in many cities in Dongling, when the monks saw the meditation or demon cultivation, their reaction was not much different from theirs. Jiang Chumiao said.
"Senior sister is right, in the four realms of Tianchu, there is no place where the monks will not look at other monks with strange eyes, even if it is a place where the demons of the Beiyuan coexist. Zhao Miaoxuan sighed slightly.
Zhao Yuanlang shook his head and said, "There used to be." ”
"Where?" said Zhao Miaoxuan.
"Scattered Cultivation Alliance, but that's all in the past. ”
The current Scattered Cultivation Alliance has long been in ruins, and there will be no picture of peaceful coexistence of humans, demons, demons, and underworlds.
At night, the city became more and more lively, and they could hear the cheers of singing and dancing inside.
Different from Dongling's instruments, the sound of this coming has an indescribable sense of weirdness, everything seems to be made in water, dull and eerie.
"Who?" Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly got up and threw a unified sword forward.
"Oops!" a voice suddenly came from under the ground where they were, and Yu Tian's white silk suddenly plunged into the ground, and suddenly straightened.
"Let go, ouch, let go of the old man. ”
As soon as Yu Tian exerted his strength, he pulled out the monks underground.
The monk built the foundation and cultivated, and his clothes were very ragged, and he bent over to look at the people around him.
"Isn't it meditation?" Ye Yizhou said in surprise.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Look at the old man's ruddy face, can it be comparable to those meditation cultivators?" The monk's face was covered by a chicken's nest of hair, and he couldn't see it clearly, let alone whether it was ruddy or not.
Shao Feng stepped forward and said, "This fellow Daoist, why is he sneaky?"
"Where is the old man sneaky, this is the old man's way back to the cave, who knows that you little rabbit cubs are holding this place. The monk looked up, revealing a dirty face, and glared at Shao Feng angrily.
Shao Feng's face did not change: "Fellow Daoists, do you know what kind of place is that earth city in front of you?"
As soon as the words fell, the monk suddenly flashed in front of Shao Feng, raised his head and tilted his head to look at him, and said, "You are from Dongling?"
Cheng Zhaozhao glanced at a few of them, except for her who put away her unity sword, the rest of them were holding swords in their hands, and it was not difficult for this old Taoist to guess their identities.
Shao Feng nodded: "Not bad." We are the sword cultivators of Dongling. I came here only for the sect competition. I hope you can tell me where this place is?"
Ye Yizhou added: "It would be great if Daoist friends could tell us how to get out of this ghost place?"
"Old man, I don't care where you came from. I just advise you that if you want to get out of here, you must first enter the city?" the monk curled his hands into his sleeves, turned around and ran down into the ground.
With a 'whoosh', Bai Aya tensed and grabbed the monk at once.
The monk was so acquainted with him that he fell to the ground and lay on the ground like a salted fish, and he turned his head and rounded his eyes: "You guys, what are you going to do!"
Zhao Yuanlang stepped forward, used a fan to pry the monk's hair covering his cheeks, and cleaned his dirty face with a dust cleaning technique, revealing an old face full of ravines.
"Fellow Daoist, I think you know this earthen city very well. ”
"So what?" said the monk.
"Yes, let's make a deal. Saying that, Zhao Yuanlang handed out a storage bag, took out a spirit stone from it, and said, "One hundred thousand spirit stones, if you can take us out of this ghost place, the spirit stone will belong to you." ”
Seeing the spirit stone emitting a faint blue light in front of him, the monk's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up: "You... What you're saying is true?"
"Nature is true. Zhao Yuanlang motioned for Yu Tian to let go of the monk, put the storage bag into his hand, and said, "This is the deposit, and the remaining spirit stones will be given after the matter is completed." ”
The monk took it, took out a large handful of spirit stones and put them in his hand, approached and sniffed lightly, and a wisp of rich spiritual energy penetrated the tip of his nose, and he let out a sigh and said, "It's been a long time since I've smelled such a nice smell." It's just ......"
"Just what?" Zhao Yuanlang asked.
The monk's gaze moved away from Zhao Yuanlang, and then glanced at the few people present, and said, "There are too many of you, such a few spirit stones are only 10,000 monks, too few." ”
"Hey, you don't want to get an inch, believe it or not, I'm going to kill you now. Ye Yizhou rolled up his sleeves and put a sword on his head.
Instead of being afraid, the monk took the initiative to stretch his neck close to the spirit sword and said, "If you kill, kill the old man, and no one will be able to take you in." The old man can tell you that only the old man can enter this earthen city. Otherwise, you will die here. ”
"I'll kill you right now. Ye Yizhou was about to wipe his neck, but was pulled back by Xie Xiaomo.
"How do I get into the city?" asked Shao Feng.
"You can't go in at night, and during the day, it's just a bunch of skeletons. Now, that's it. The monk stretched his chin at the white skeleton lying on the opposite hillside.
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