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The man in white looked at Chen Xian, frowned, and asked suspiciously, "This little friend, have we met?"

Your second uncle, I'm really afraid of something, but looking at the other party's appearance, it seems that he is just confused, and he doesn't recognize himself. This made Chen Xian breathe a sigh of relief and a little depressed at the same time, Lao Tzu is so ordinary, but after walking in the crowd, you ** won't recognize me, it really hits the snake's self-esteem.

"Oh, the seniors have seen me, that's really the honor of the little demon, but it's a pity that the little demon is not blessed, and he doesn't remember where he has seen his predecessors. Senior, you haven't told us yet, why did you stop us?"

The man in white glanced at Chen Xian suspiciously again, and then said: "I am Bai Xun, the water god of the West River, and there are water demons in the river today who gather to rebel, and the water mansion is restless. I wanted to raise troops to quell the rebellion, but the soldiers were outnumbered, so I had to seek foreign aid. Seeing that the two little friends were going to cross the river, they specially invited each other, hoping that the two of them could join the Shuifu Righteous Army and crusade against Buchen. ”

The words were half-literate and half-white, and Chen Xian had a headache when he heard it, and it took him a long time to figure out what he meant, he wanted the two of them to be cannon fodder.

What kind of rebellion of the water demon in the river, what is really, aren't you the one who rebelled to become the god of water? The water demon who rebelled was the monster who besieged the previous water god with you at the beginning. Without the suppression of Yuanying Zhenren, you Jin Dan must be the king of the land, fighting for the territory, and attacking each other.

After knowing that this Bai Xun was here to find cannon fodder, Chen Xian sneered in his heart, and pretended to be surprised: "I didn't know that it was the river god who arrived, and I missed the distance, and I was guilty." ”

Bai Xun waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I wonder if the two of you are willing to join the Shuifu Righteous Army and crusade against the rebellion?"

Chen Xian pretended to be sorry and said: "We also want to work for the water god and establish a good karma." But two days ago, I received a message from the Dao Spirit Rune, but my brother was critically ill, and my father ordered me to hurry back, but I was going to live up to the good intentions of the river god. ”

"Oh, that's it, then I'll take my leave, and I wish Brother Ling a speedy recovery. Bai Xun's face fell to the ground.

"Lord River God, walk slowly. Looking at Bai Xun's distant back, Chen Xian thought that his ability to pull tiger skin was becoming more and more perfect, and an unwarranted father and brother made this Bai Xun retreat.

"Black Hawk, speed up. After knowing that it was not peaceful here, Chen Xian urged the black eagle.

"Yes, Childe. After receiving the order, the black eagle fluttered its wings rapidly, and in a few ups and downs, it flew over the West River and flew towards the distant mountains.

On the way, Black Eagle asked curiously: "Childe, is the eldest prince really critically ill, why am I not in a hurry to see you at all?" Is it that the eldest prince is dead, so you can inherit the family business, so you wish he died soon, right?"

In view of the intelligence level of these two goods, Chen Xian was too lazy to explain, and said "shut up" bluntly.

Chen Xian didn't know that his own non-explanation was a tacit acquiescence in Black Eagle's opinion. Black Hawk thought to himself that people who were so indifferent to family affection were afraid that they would be more cruel to themselves, and it was better to be careful, and he said to shut up.

As night fell, Chen Xian sat in front of a bonfire, looking at the dancing flames, thinking that it had been 738 years since the battle of the gods. The Western Zhou Dynasty was founded in 1066 BC and is now supposed to be 328 BC. According to research, Sun Wukong was born around 578 BC, which means that Sun Wukong is now two hundred and five, well, 250 years old, a pretty good age. When Sun Wukong was 342 years old, he broke into the Dragon Palace, the underworld, and the heavenly court, and started the journey to the west, which is only about 90 years from now. I don't know what kind of realm I am in at that time, and can I witness this wonderful monkey show staged?

Black Eagle looked at Chen Xian, whose face was changing in front of the bonfire, and asked nervously, "Childe, what are you thinking?"

"Think of a monkey. Chen Xian said honestly.

Monkey? In response to Chen Xian's divine answer, Black Eagle said that he was under a lot of pressure, and at the same time, he had to ask again: "What do you want it to do?"

"I want it to be a monkey show in the future. ”

Can we talk happily, Black Hawk sneered, and said again: "Then go and see." ”

"I want to go to see it, but the monkeys who can act are at least the golden immortals, the immortals who participate in the play, the Buddhas of the Western Heavens, and the people who watch the play are all great supernatural powers in the Three Realms, how can I have that qualification." ”

Blow it, blow it hard, it's just a monkey show, and it also involves the Great Powers of the Three Realms, it's really a cowhide that has been blown out for thirty-three days. Black Eagle smiled with difficulty, and then said cautiously: "Childe, it's getting dark, wash and sleep." ”

Chen Xian carefully recalled Black Eagle's words, and suddenly realized how these words sounded like a joke, so he flew up angrily, slapped his tail on Black Eagle's face and said, "Get out!"

The black eagle got up from the ground with a depressed face, rubbed the red and swollen eagle face with his wings and said, "Childe, can you not slap your face next time, it will affect the image of the transformed drop." ”

"Get out!" Chen Xian twitched his tail again, why didn't he find out that this guy was so underwhelmed before. Phew, what are you talking about, it should be underwhelmed.

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In the early morning of the next day, Chen Xian rode on the Black Eagle and began a new day of conquest, no, it was a journey.

Half a day later, Yandang Mountain.

Chen Xian looked at the human city under him with a puzzled expression, and secretly said Lao Tzu should not go to the wrong place, isn't Yandang Mountain a demon city? Shouldn't it be a mountain, how did it become a human city, could it be that the demon king of Yandang Mountain was killed by humans?

"Childe, there are so many people down there!" Black Eagle's voice sounded, waking up Chen Xian, who was full of doubts.

"The destination has arrived, let's go down. Chen Xian said.

"Yes, Childe. The Black Eagle agreed, gathered his wings, and swooped downward.

As the black eagle continued to decline, Chen Xian finally sensed the demonic aura in the city, and the demons and people in the dark path could actually live together, such a strange scene, I am afraid that it can only appear in Xiniu Hezhou, where monsters are everywhere and humans are like giant pandas.

The black eagle folded its wings and landed on the hill outside the city gate, looking at the passers-by who came in and out of the city gate. Chen Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's been four years, and Lao Tzu has finally seen a living person. Wait, this sentence is a bit problematic to think about, it seems that I haven't even seen a dead person in the past few years, alas, forget it, let's talk about it in the city.

Chen Xian led the black eagle towards the city gate, and the pedestrians he met along the way didn't look at the two of them, obviously commonplace, and it was not strange.

Coming to the city gate, looking at the three-zhang high city wall, Chen Xian thought to himself that the demon king of Yandang Mountain is really idle, with him, a demon king of the Xuan Xian level, sitting here, what are you doing with such a high city wall, is it a waste of labor?

After paying 20 copper plates as an entrance fee, Chen Xian and Black Eagle walked into the city called Yanwang City.

After entering the city, Chen Xian and Black Eagle walked on the wide street, looking at the shops on both sides of the street and the monsters passing in between, at a loss, not knowing where to go in order to buy the materials they needed.

"Is there anything you need help with?" Chen Xian was looking around when a middle-aged man's voice came into his ears.

Chen Xian followed the prestige and saw a horse-faced man in his forties standing in front of him, looking at him enthusiastically.

Chen Xian secretly said that he was lucky, he met a good person, the people in this world are so simple, and there are still a lot of helpful people. However, this thought only stayed in Chen Xian's mind for a few seconds, and then it was shattered by the middle-aged man's next words.

"If you ask for directions, ten copper dollars, and if you lead the way, thirty copper dollars. The middle-aged man smiled hypocritically, like a salesman selling insurance, one word, fake.

Chen Xian picked up his fallen chin from the ground, took out a string of copper coins, wrapped it in true qi and threw it to the middle-aged man with a greedy face, and said, "Take us to the best material shop in the city." ”

The man took the money, immediately smiled, and said to Chen Xian and the others: "Please come with me." After saying that, he stepped forward to lead the way, and led the two of them through the streets and alleys to a three-story wooden building called the Treasure Pavilion.

According to this middle-aged man named Hu Yifan, the Treasure Pavilion is the best material shop for Yan Wangcheng, and there is no one, because it is the property of the owner of this city, King Ling Yan. The things in the Treasure Pavilion are all the best of the best, and there will even be magic weapons refined by King Lingyan himself to consign in them.

Regarding the false advertising in Hu Yiban's mouth, Chen Xian directly filtered. After sending Hu Yiban, who was still chattering on the side to introduce the glorious image of King Lingyan, Chen Xian took the black eagle and swaggered into the Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Xian was shocked by the scene in front of him. From the outside, the area of the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion was at most 200 square meters, but when you entered it, the space was unexpectedly expanded by a hundred times.

"When I went, it turned out to be a space folding technique that only immortals could master. It seems that Hu Banban is not running a train full of mouths, and this may really be the industry of Lingyan King. Chen Xian was only slightly surprised, and then he was attracted by the dazzling array of items inside.

After walking around the first floor, Chen Xian found a very important problem, the goods here are really ** expensive. A fourteen-fold forbidden magic weapon actually asked for a hundred spirit stones, and a garbage flying sword that had just reached the magic weapon level and the thirty-sixth layer of prohibition actually received three thousand spirit stones. Chen Xian calculated, if he wanted to arrange the formation he wanted to arrange around the Wolong Cave, he would need at least 10,000 spirit stones.

Chen Xian looked at his wallet, oh, the Heavenly Prison Ring, counted three times in a row, and found that he only had six hundred and thirty-five spirit stones, and he was immediately confused.

Fortunately, I asked Hu Yiban before I came, in addition to self-production and self-sale, the Treasure Pavilion also purchased all kinds of spiritual materials, magic weapons, and pills at low prices for the whole society, otherwise I would really be blind.

Chen Xian secretly said Your sister, is this the rhythm of selling your body in the burial cave? Well, sell your body, or sell the Black Eagle and exchange it for some spirit stones?

After Chen Xian paid attention, he found the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion with a bird's head and fancy clothes, pointed at the black eagle with his tail and asked, "Shopkeeper, may I ask if you accept spirit pets here?"

As soon as Black Eagle heard this, he immediately became anxious, thinking that although Chen Xian, the master, was very unreliable, he not only had food and drink with him, but also had spirit stones to assist in cultivation. If he is sold, where can he find another such master? Just as he was about to say something to remedy it, the shopkeeper's words relieved him.

The treasurer of the Treasure Pavilion said slowly: "We are originally demon beasts, what do we want spirit pets to do?" ”

Damn, Black Hawk, a stupid bird, didn't want it, which made Chen Xian very depressed, and after looking at Black Hawk's face, he was even more depressed. Hey, Black Hawk, people don't want you anymore, you should show an angry expression, right, why do you laugh like you've picked up a sister Lin, so lewd?

Since people don't need pets, Chen Xian has no choice but to sell blood. In short, you must scrape together 10,000 yuan to buy back the materials you like.

Chen Xian snorted twice, and after a deep groan, he took out a bunch of medicinal materials from the Heavenly Prison Ring, all of which were hundred-year-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, and said to the shopkeeper, "Help estimate the price." ”

The shopkeeper's consciousness swept away, and he said: "One hundred and twenty-three ginseng plants in one hundred years, each with three spirit stones, is three hundred and sixty-nine spirit stones. Ninety-five hundred-year-old Lingzhi, each with four spirit stones, is three hundred and eighty spirit stones, added together, a total of seven hundred and forty-nine spirit stones, counting you seven hundred and fifty spirit stones. ”

Black, really black, selling six pieces of spirit stones for one plant, the purchase price is only three, nine pieces of spirit stones for one plant of Ganoderma lucidum is only given for four, Chen Xian in addition to the black characters, and then find another word to describe.

However, people were under the eaves and had to bow their heads, Chen Xian gritted his teeth and said, "Deal!"

Seven hundred and fifty spirit stones arrived, but it was a drop in the bucket. Chen Xian continued to work hard, constantly taking out treasures from the Heavenly Prison Ring and selling them into spirit stones. Every time he took it out, his heart was cut with a knife, and his face darkened.

Damn, shopkeeper, don't you want to be so ruthless, why are any treasures degraded like garbage in your mouth, and you don't need to do this to lower the price? Leave me a whole corpse, in this case, I'm going to sell my kidney.

(To be continued...... ）