"Ah!" the fox was so stunned by the surprise that he took off his identity token and handed it to the deacon.

The white-robed deacon was very neat, and quickly, he pushed the bag full of Yuan Shi Qiankun in front of the fox, and entered the transaction information into her identity jade plate. In a moment, two silver ripples appeared on the reverse side of the jade plaque, and the fox, who was a little dizzy, did not pay attention to such a 'trivial matter'.

"Well, there is not much wine in the gourd, if you have something to do, you can go back first! Go get some wine for the teacher!" Jiang Qingyuan, who walked out of the mission hall, shook the gourd in his hand, but his eyes seemed to be aimed at the foot of Tianhua Mountain.

The little fox wanted to go back first, but out of the corner of his eye, he found that the master looked at the desolate place at the foot of the mountain from time to time. What is this old man's idea?

"Okay! the apprentice just needs to add some things!" the fox blinked his eyes and followed closely behind the master, chuckling softly.

Jiang Qingyuan knew that he was glued by this girl, so he was helpless and snorted, threw his big sleeves back, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain with his hands behind his back.

The fox was surprised, and his eyes were full of brilliance. The wind escape and the wood escape unfolded at the same time, like a wisp of green smoke, flying on the treetops, and the speed was comparable to that of his division.

Jiang Qingyuan glanced down at the apprentices below, his eyes were thoughtful, and in an instant, his speed increased suddenly, and he came to the foot of Tianhua Mountain in just one breath.

The little fox tried his best to eat, but he couldn't catch up with the master of the half-step primordial god, so he could only see the back and disappear in midair. Jiang Qingyuan's old god was there, and he waited for a stick of incense before he saw the shadow of his apprentice.

"Alas, it's still too slow!" Jiang Qingyuan shook his head and turned his head towards a mountain col.

The little fox was so angry that his little face turned red, and he bit his lips fiercely, and secretly slandered himself in his heart; This old man's face is thicker than the city wall! He is a dignified half-step Yuan Shen monk, and he shows off in front of his juniors, and he is embarrassed to say that he is a slow runner!

The fox looked in the direction of the master's walk, and suddenly found that there were several people entering and exiting the mountain pass. Could it be that this place is ......

Soon, her idea was confirmed. In this col, there is indeed a market, but it is only one of many entrances.

The little fox followed behind the master, walked through the col and through a shaded passage, and his eyes were cheerful. A large area of attics, shops, built by the mountain, continuous I don't know how much, the flow of people in it, all kinds of stalls, tables, workshops, wine shops, all kinds of things, the end is very lively.

Jiang Qingyuan swaggered and led his apprentice and walked forward along the street. Along the way, the fox kept sweeping to the sellers on both sides, and she found that the things in these shops were of a high grade, and even on the ordinary stalls, there were many valuables for sale.

"Master, this city is so large, why isn't it on the sect's profile?" asked the little fox.

"You also know that it's a 'profile', and there are many things that are not recorded on it!" Jiang Qingyuan strutted and walked straight to a low tavern next to him.

"Boss! Fill me with this gourd!" Jiang Qingyuan finished drinking, casually threw his wine gourd on the dilapidated counter, got up and went upstairs, and found a window table to sit down.

The table and chair were broken, and the dirt on them had accumulated for many years, and it looked greasy, as if it had been used in an old mortal shop for many years. The fox frowned, made a clean spell, and prepared to sit down across from the master.

To the little fox's surprise, the table and chair were still black and greasy, and his own spells were ...... It seems to be out of order.

Knock, knock, knock...... At the tattered staircase, a fat head poked out, and his small eyes swept over the little fox's actions, and hurriedly stopped: "Hey, hey, little girl, don't use spells! Break my table and chair, but you will lose money!"

After the fat head finished speaking, he stepped up with thick legs and walked up very clumsily.

"What? That's it...... Still losing money?" the little fox had bright eyes and a look of disbelief on his face. This fat man...... There's nothing wrong with his brain, right? Just his pile of rags, no one wants it for nothing!

"Hehe, Fat Dou really didn't deceive you! If you break these tables and chairs, it is estimated that the little yuan stone on your body is really not enough to compensate!" Jiang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and gloated.

The little fox's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly put away his little hand and quietly sat down on the chair. It's about the Yuanshi in her pocket, even if it's fake, she doesn't dare to try it again.

"If you have any good things today, get us some! In addition, take out the 'Fire Burning Cloud' that you treasure and take out an altar!" At the mention of the Fire Burning Cloud, Jiang Qingyuan's eyes flashed, and he said to Dou Fat with a smile,

"You old boy come here, and you pick it up, but the fire burns the clouds...... No!" The shopkeeper shook his fat flesh and put the brewed tea on the table, panting for breath.

"Hey, don't mind! It's just a jar of wine, it's the first time we've brought someone to dinner, fat man, how much do you have to give me an old man, save some face, don't you?" Jiang Qingyuan said with a wink.

"How much is face worth? But this time, what are you going to exchange for my pear blossom white? If it's still the same rags from last time, don't blame me for smashing your gourd! However, if you can take out a Condensing Pill......"

Before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, Jiang Qingyuan interjected: "I don't have the Concentration Pill, but this thing is ...... I should be able to change a gourd pear white!"

With that, a delicate jade box appeared on the broken table. The fat boss picked up the jade box, opened it, and a smile immediately appeared on the fat face.

"Old boy, it seems that you have gained a lot this time! What other good things do you have? If you take out another soul bead, the fire will burn the clouds...... It's not that you can't serve a pot!" The fat boss's eyes were almost narrowed into a line, and he couldn't stop the greed in his eyes at all.

"Hmph! As soon as the altar of fire burns clouds, you want me a soul bead? Dreaming!" Jiang Qingyuan's nose was almost crooked, this Dou fat man had a good calculation!

"Two altars! plus your meal today!" Dou Fat sat on the chair next to Jiang Qingyuan, smiled all over his face, stretched out two radish fingers and said.

"Cut ......" Jiang Qingyuan didn't lift his eyelids, just drank tea.

The little fox listened to it on the side, and his heart was pounding, only one soul bead could be exchanged for a gourd wine?

"Three altars! There can't be more! I'm burning clouds, and I only brew one altar a year! I have to bury it under the cold pool and seal it for a hundred years!" Dou Fatzi's heart was entangled for a while, and after a while, he stretched out another finger and said in pain.

"Deal!" Jiang Qingyuan, who was still ignoring him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately put another soul bead on the table.

Seeing Jiang Qingyuan take out the soul bead so happily, Dou Fatzi didn't know where he was, he was afraid that he would be tricked by this old boy again!

He glared fiercely at the cunning old fellow, put away the soul beads, and turned to go downstairs. In a moment, the smell of meat filled the tavern, and the fox's eyes lit up, and he looked at the tattered staircase, expecting the fat figure to arrive again.

The fox in the torment, his saliva was almost hungry, and at the staircase, there was a beautiful knocking sound. The shopkeeper was late with a coarse porcelain basin, intoxicating and fragrant, so that the resentment dissipated in an instant.