Qingfeng looked inexplicable, grabbed a rough monk next to him and asked, "This fellow Daoist, what happened just now?"

The rough monk was suddenly grabbed for no reason, and was about to open his mouth to curse, but suddenly noticed the unfathomable momentum of the breeze, and quickly changed his smiling face, nodded and said, "Hello senior, what do you have to ask?"

"Suddenly, a group of people came, demolished the house and left, which one did this city patrol team sing just now?" Qingfeng asked.

The rough monk said, "It's the first time I've come to Yellowstone City, right? No wonder I don't know about this situation, I've been here for decades, and I've long been surprised." The fees in Yellowstone City are extremely high, that is, only those powerful and related, high-level or wealthy monks can live and trade in it, and we who are loose and poor cultivators can't enter, so we can only wander outside this Yellowstone City, and such people gather more and more, so the market is slowly formed, and the market is originally placed under the city wall of the city gate, but the two Huangshi families feel that everyone has taken advantage of them, but they have not given them any benefits, so they often drive away, and the scattered cultivators gradually retreat here. ”

Speaking of this, the rough monk paused and continued: "Even if they retreat here, the two Huangshi families are still unwilling, but this place is already dozens of miles away from Huangshi City, and they can't control it. As a result, such a situation was formed, the city patrol teams of the two Huangshi families would come to inspect and demolish from time to time, but after they left, the casual cultivators would continue to build temporary buildings here, trade and live, as long as they were not caught by the city patrol team. ”

Unexpectedly, the two Huangshi families were quite wide, and even the temporary market spontaneously formed by the loose cultivators was not allowed to exist, Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Since the two Huangshi families don't let the loose cultivators set up stalls, why do the loose cultivators still gather here?"

The rude monk said: "These temporary buildings are only built with secular materials, and they are not worth anything to us monks, and if they are demolished, they will be demolished, as long as they are not caught, the loss of the loose cultivators is not great." After all, this place is backed by Yellowstone, and sometimes some rare treasures will flow out of the temporary market, and occasionally there will be forces from Yellowstone City to recruit workers, or send some simple tasks, and there are actually quite a lot of opportunities. ”

After listening to the introduction of the rude monk, Qingfeng walked around the city casually, he didn't encounter anything interesting, and he didn't find anything that could make his eyes shine, this was just a place for low-level monks to make a living, and he still had to go to the city if he wanted to trade for a distraction.

Qingfeng soon came to the gate of Yellowstone City, standing under the city, only to feel the majesty of the city wall, the tall city gate tower seems to be straight into the clouds, and the human body seems to be so small. At the gate of the city, the patrol who had just gone to the outer city to carry out the demolition was guarding the outside of the city gate, and the captain and the monks like the past collected the entrance and exit fees.

In the past, most of the monks were in the infancy and out-of-body periods, and the monks in the distraction period were rare, and there were some low-level monks, but they were all led by high-level monks. Although Qingfeng's cultivation is higher, it is not special, and it is directly behind a black-faced monk.

Soon it was the turn of the black-faced monk, and the black-faced monk was about to enter, but was stopped by an armored monk and said, "What are you doing? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? ”

The black-faced monk was already a cultivator in the early stage of his out-of-body life, and the armored monk was only a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infancy, but he was not polite at all when he spoke to the black-faced monk.

"What? Why don't you grab a spirit stone to enter a city?" exclaimed the black-faced monk. Obviously, he was also coming to Yellowstone for the first time, and he didn't know that Yellowstone still had rules for charging entrance fees.

The black-faced monk's exclamation drew the attention of the people around him, but no one spoke, as if this kind of thing had become commonplace. The out-of-body leader of the patrol team just glanced over to this side and didn't care, apparently he didn't think the black-faced monk was going to make trouble.

The armored monk didn't seem to be too lazy to talk to the black-faced monk, and said impatiently: "What is it called? If you want to enter the city, bring the spirit stone, and if you don't have a spirit stone, go to the side, don't get in the way." ”

"Do you still have to look at the people who collect the entrance fee, why didn't the people who went in just now have the spirit stones, and they have to collect the spirit stones when they come to me?" said the black-faced monk angrily.

The armored monk squinted his eyes, with a trace of disdain on his face, and said: "Those are the people of the Qifeng Pavilion in the city, and their entrance fees are all settled by the pavilion master and our commander, how can you compare with others as a casual cultivator?"

was robbed of white by a monk who cultivated lower than himself, the black-faced monk was very angry, his chest rose and fell a few times, and his face became even darker, he had never experienced such anger in his life. However, thinking about the background of these city-patrolling monks, as well as the powerful divine sense that he glanced at just now, the black-faced monk still chose to forbear, and since he couldn't afford to offend, he could only obediently take out a spirit stone from the storage ring and hand it to the armored monk.

The armored monk lazily took the spirit stone, then took out a cyan jade plaque and handed it to the black-faced monk, saying, "This is your temporary residence card in Yellowstone City, keep it yourself, don't lose it." This brand can only be managed for ten days, if it is not done within ten days, you have to come to the city gate to renew the fee, otherwise, it will definitely not be spared if you are caught by the city patrol team. ”

"What, a spirit stone is only enough for ten days?" the black-faced monk exclaimed again.

In the face of the shouting black-faced monk, the armored monk was very impatient, waved his hand, and said, "What are you still doing standing here? If you don't leave, I'll let the city patrol team come and drive people away." ”

After the black-faced monk screamed, he looked at the city patrol team next to him, and then calmed down again, the hero does not suffer the loss in front of him, this is the rule of Yellowstone City, he is a small out-of-body monk who is not capable of resisting, anyway, he doesn't have much to do when he enters the city, just leave as soon as he finishes it.

Thinking of this, the black-faced monk didn't entangle with the armored monk anymore, but walked quickly towards the city, muttering in a low voice as he walked: "What kind of broken city, you have to collect so many spirit stones when you enter the city, and I will never come again in the future." ”

When the black-faced monk entered the city, Qingfeng took two steps forward and came to the armored monk, and at this moment, a strong divine sense suddenly came out of the city and swept Qingfeng's body several times, and it seemed that he didn't find anything abnormal, and then disappeared again.

This strong divine consciousness is at least in the middle stage of distraction, at first Qingfeng was defenseless, thinking that he had encountered a strong enemy, he suddenly became nervous, and his divine consciousness followed the other party's path and probed over, but Qingfeng's divine consciousness was blocked back in a small room inside the city gate.