In the flickering light of the cross-border gate in the left area, a short and fat monk suddenly appeared, he stepped on an ordinary low-level spirit sword, his body was a little sloppy, and after coming out of the cross-border gate, he flew towards the nearest checkpoint with the monk team.

After a simple routine examination, Humpty Dumpty shook his head, took out a jade slip from the worn storage bag around his waist, and began to look at it on his forehead. After a while, he recognized a direction, and slowly flew forward with the ordinary flying sword under his feet.

This person is Zhou Xiang after the disguise, in order not to be too bored along the way, and by the way, to experience the customs of the Shuizuo District, he changed into an ordinary casual cultivator, and controlled his cultivation to the seventh or eighth layer of the Qi refining period, coupled with the popular storage bag and flying sword, I believe that no one will pay special attention to him in this outfit.

Through the map jade slip, Zhou Xiang learned that the entire Shuizuo District is actually composed of four first-class forces, namely Yuan, Heng, Li, and Tong, "Yuan" refers to Yuan Youfeng, "Heng" refers to Hengruo Dao, "Li" is Li Daomen, and "Tong" is the Tongxuan faction, which is also the force that Sanqingmen is attached to in Shuizuo District.

Under the Tongxuan faction, there are three second-rate sects, of which the middle is Fufa Mountain, which is also the sect directly belonging to the Sanqing Gate, and there are four third-rate forces under the Fufa Mountain, and the Sanqing Gate is only the last one of them.

After coming out of the cross-border gate, he entered the sphere of influence of the Lidaomen, and after the Lidaomen, he was the Tongxuan faction. For Zhou Xiang, if you want to take the teleportation array to Sanqingmen, you need to first teleport to Tongxuan City through a certain big city in Lidaomen, then go to Shentong Pavilion, and finally fly to Sanqingmen by yourself, the whole journey is a bit round, in fact, the distance is not too much different from flying back to the sect from the cross-border gate, and from the perspective of facilitating the understanding of the situation in this area, Zhou Xiang feels that it is more appropriate to fly back by himself.

Standing on top of the flying sword, it is the early spring season at your feet, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the south wind gradually rises, which makes people feel a little excited in their hearts.

After flying straight for a day and a night, Zhou Xiang came to a place where the mountains towered, and according to the signs on the map, there was a third-rate sect under the Lidao Sect.

At first glance, Zhou Xiang's divine sense noticed that there were groups of strange monks scattered in the mountains, some of them were meditating, some were playing, and there were actually many children and old people among them, and their cultivation was also uneven, from foundation building to qi refining.

Zhou Xiang gradually approached, and the monks on the ground finally sensed his arrival. So one of the closest Tsukiki men from here immediately commanded a flying sword to meet him.

Zhou Xiang's expression remained unchanged and continued to fly in a straight line.

"Fat man, stop!" The man flew in front of Zhou Xiang, and then made a dashing stop, blocking the way.

"This senior, I don't know what advice you have to call the junior?" Zhou Xiang stopped the flying sword and saluted the monk.

The man on the other side adjusted his mood for a moment, and then suddenly stretched out his right hand: "This fellow Daoist, for the sake of everyone being a monk, take pity on us, just give us some spirit stones or something!"

As he spoke, he shook his outstretched right hand twice, and his face looked pleading.

"This!" Zhou Xiang was taken aback, could it be that his transformation technique had been seen through? You must know that the other party is a foundation building monk, and in the face of his own transformation, the short and fat qi refining monk actually lowered his voice so lowly!

"This senior, are you playing a little trick?" Zhou Xiang straightened up and asked with some doubts.

"Teasing?" the man's begging posture remained unchanged, and he asked, "How can I be playing with you?" Daoist friends must have seen that I was dressed cleanly, and my cultivation was higher than that of you, a Qi refining cultivator, so he thought I was teasing you, right?"

Zhou Xiang didn't answer, and he acquiesced to the other party's statement.

"I knew you would be misunderstood!" Monk Zhuji explained: "Don't look at us well-dressed, and our cultivation is quite high, but in fact, the monthly order of the sect is only a few hundred spirit stones, which is not enough to spend! I still have a few subordinates to feed, exercises to buy, and pills to pay, and a few hundred spirit stones are not enough to even plug between the teeth! This is really no choice before I came out to beg from the Daoist." ”

"Hundreds of spirit stones?" Zhou Xiang shouted, "That's much higher than my income from this casual cultivator! As a foundation building cultivator, you go to teach the scattered cultivator about your cultivation experience, and then do some tasks, even if it is to collect spirit grass and spirit beasts, it is better than asking us qi refining cultivators here for spirit stones." ”

After speaking, Zhou Xiang pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "The junior knows, you won't come out to rob me, right? But you deliberately used words to tease the junior first?

"Shut up!" the man on the other side shouted violently, startling Zhou Xiang for a moment, he stopped his movements and looked at Monk Zhuji with some horror.

"You are not allowed to insult our Immortal Beggars Sect!" the man looked very angry, "Our Immortal Beggars Sect disciples are sitting up straight, how can we do such an angry thing as robbing a monk?

"I didn't insult you. Zhou Xiang spread his hands and explained seriously: "It's just that I've been practicing for so many years, and I've never seen what you've done!

"Of course, we are organized and disciplined, how can we damage the signboard of our Immortal Beggars Sect, if it is in the name of begging, and it is a robbery, who will dare to pass by here in the future? Isn't that self-defeating of the source of wealth!" Monk Zhuji explained with some pride.

"Okay then, I really don't have many spirit stones, why don't I give them next time, okay?" Zhou Xiang was relieved when he heard this, he waved his hand and said a word, and then asked Edgeworth to leave.

"Stop, will I let you go?" Monk Zhuji stopped in front of Zhou Xiang, "Do you want to give the spirit stone?"

"Me!" Zhou Xiang stepped back, "I really don't have many spirit stones!"

"Okay! don't give it!" Monk Zhuji was very annoyed, and he glared at Zhou Xiang as he took out a sharp knife from his storage bag.

"You, and you said you wouldn't rob?" Zhou Xiang continued to retreat with some fear.

"Don't give it, let you not give it!" "Monk Zhuji held the knife, but did not attack Zhou Xiang, just shouted at him, "Wide-eyed look, I let you not give it!"

As he spoke, Monk Tsukiji slashed at his face with a knife in his hand, and he didn't use his spiritual power to protect his cheeks at all, the knife easily cut through his face, and the blood immediately continued to flow out, and then ran down his face to his chin, and finally fell to the ground ticking.

"Ahh

"What? or not to give?" Monk Zhuji saw that Zhou Xiang was just looking at himself but not speaking, so he snorted again, he put away the knife, and it was not only blood, and then slapped the storage bag, and a brick suddenly appeared in his hand, and then the man grabbed the brick and smashed it viciously on his forehead.

Hearing the sound of "popping", the bricks shattered in response, and a large bag instantly appeared on the man's forehead, and blood began to flow on the big bag.

After doing this, Monk Zhuji saw that Zhou Xiang was still dumbfounded, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes: "How about it?

Then the man shouted to the ground again: "Xiaokui, you come up for me!"

As soon as the words fell, a girl on the ground who had been eager to try it flew up, she looked like she was twenty-eight years old, handsome, slender, and very cute.

Aoi flew all the way to Monk Tsukiki, and then put her pretty face on it.

Monk Zhuji took out the knife again, ignoring the blood on it, and shouted at Zhou Xiang, "Don't give it!"

"Stop! I'll take it! I'll give! I'll give it!" Zhou Xiang finally reacted, "You're too ruthless, it's not ruthless to others, it's really ruthless to yourself!"

After speaking, Zhou Xiang directly threw the tattered storage bag on his waist over: "It's all for you!"

Seeing this, the man put away the knife, a kind smile appeared on his face, and after taking the storage bag, his face flashed quickly, the blood on it was cleaned up, and the wound began to heal slowly.

The Zhuji monk probed his divine sense into Zhou Xiang's storage bag, took out dozens of spirit stones from it, and returned the storage bag.

Zhou Xiang took the storage bag and found that there was still half of the spirit stone left in it, so he was a little strange: "Don't you need the spirit stone, why do you want to leave it in the second half?"

"This is called moderation, and there is a way to beg! We Immortal Beggars Sect have pursuits and professional ethics, how can we do things that are exhaustive and fishing?" replied Monk Zhuji with some pride.