Xu Beiyou and Qin Mumian entered Julu City, did not immediately go to the Lingwu County Palace, but wandered around the city, here is very fashionable monks barter, Xu Beiyou used the skull magic weapon from Ding Zeyuan to exchange for a light cyan hosta, the monks of Julu City are from Tiannan Haibei, they are not afraid of the Molun Temple, 10,000 steps back, even if the Molun Temple really tracks down, he is not afraid.

Then Xu Beiyou gave this hosta to Qin Mumian.

After Qin Mumian took the hosta, he pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "This thing doesn't look very good, it's not very useful, and it's also used by others, it's far worse than Murong Xuan's flying dragon hairpin." ”

Xu Beiyou said insincerely: "Then you can wait with peace of mind, and after I have cultivated to the fullest, I will go to Du Tianfeng and pull out the flying dragon hairpin from the head of the sect lady and give it to you." ”

"Then I'll have to wait, and I'd better see that day before I die. Qin Mumian laughed softly, plucked a golden hairpin from his bun, and then replaced this hosta.

Xu Beiyou also smiled: "I remember, that sect leader seems to have given the flying dragon hairpin to Qi Xianyun, I can't go up to Tianfeng, but it is more than enough to bully a Qi Xianyun, Aunt Qin, you wait, the next time I see this Daomen lady, I will snatch the eighteen flying dragon hairpins for you." ”

Qin Mumian was noncommittal, handed the golden hairpin in his hand to Xu Beiyou's hand, and said: "This hairpin was given to me by Xiao Yu back then, and today I will transfer it to your daughter-in-law who has not yet passed the door, and it can be regarded as returning to the original owner." ”

Xu Beiyou held the hairpin and was slightly stunned.

Qin Mumian stretched out his hand and tapped his head, and scolded with a smile: "What are you doing in a daze? Not satisfied? Then give it back to me." ”

Xu Beiyou hurriedly put away the hairpin and said with a smile: "Satisfied, very satisfied, thank you Aunt Qin." ”

Qin Mumian smiled, with a look of "this is about the same".

The two wandered around for a long time, and saw many people gathered in front of a tea stall, among which there were many monks with cultivation, and when they got closer, it turned out to be a tall man who was setting up a stall to gamble, one person, one table, two benches, that is, most of the belongings, but the man was a little interesting, eight feet tall, and he was also dressed in a single dress in late autumn, and he could vaguely see the bulging muscles under the single clothes, and there was only a layer of green hair stubble on his head, which looked like a monk who had just been vulgar.

This man is interesting, his way of gambling is also very interesting, not betting on dice, not betting on pai gow, but competing for strength, Xu Beiyou inquired, it turned out that this man first put a bright bead on the table, and then said that if anyone can win him, this diamond bead with the effect of warding off evil spirits will be taken, but if it is lost, then it is necessary to leave a little thing.

Vajra beads are the famous magic weapons of Buddhism, indestructible, have the effect of protecting oneself and warding off evil spirits, although it is difficult to enter the eyes of the great monks of the earth immortals, but it is enough to make ordinary casual cultivation tempted, and many conceited cultivators who are still able to do so have been ready to move.

This man is not so much gambling, but rather a ring, the competition is actually very particular, not blindly look at the strength of the body, the level of cultivation is also very important, the former Zhang Zhaonu is known as the first person with great strength. Julu City has always been a place where scattered cultivators gather, and since this man has the confidence to boast about Haikou here, he thinks there are some means.

Qin Mumian was very interested in this kind of petty fight because he had not walked in the world for a long time, so he had to take Xu Beiyou into the crowd to take a look.

Xu Beiyou could only reluctantly agree, relying on his cultivation to be excellent, quietly squeezing through the crowd, many people just felt that they had been lightly bumped, and then got out of the way, after the two came inside, they just saw that the man was wrestling wrists with a person, the man's face was calm, and even there was a little banter in his eyes, while the other person was pale, and there were beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and he couldn't support it for long.

The man suddenly shouted, "Open it for me!"

The sound was like thunder in the ears, and it shook people's ear drums.

The man who was wrestling with him couldn't hold it anymore, and with an oops, his palm was slammed against the table.

In Xu Beiyou's view, the person who lost almost had a level of cultivation, not a weak hand, but he still lost neatly, and the tall man contributed two or three points at most, thinking that he was afraid of scaring away other gamblers and cutting off his own financial route.

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As for the true cultivation of the tall man, Xu Beiyou estimated that there were almost people in the realm of immortals, and I have to say that there was indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Julu City.

The man was willing to gamble and lose, and after taking out a cloth bag from his bosom and throwing it to the tall man, he turned around and walked out of the crowd.

The tall man took the cloth bag and opened it, grinning, and seemed to be very satisfied with the bet in hand.

Then a few more people stepped forward, but they were all defeated, had to leave a bet, one of them wanted to repay the debt, but was punched in the chest by the man, the whole person flew out of a few feet away, and couldn't get up for a long time after landing.

Seeing that he was cold for a while, the tall man took out something from his arms, and after opening the wrapped handkerchief, it turned out to be a jade seal, engraved with the word Yeming, which seemed to be a private seal.

The man picked up the seal and said: "This thing is obtained from the remains of a predecessor when I entered the ancestral court of Qishan, which contains the aura of Haoran, even if it is taken by ordinary people, it can not meet ghosts and evil spirits when it is placed around, if it is held by a Confucian monk, it is a good magic weapon, but which master is willing to fight with Zaixia? If you can win me, you can take both the diamond bead and this seal." ”

Are there any ghosts in the world? There must be, otherwise where did the Yin soldiers that Xu Beiyou killed on the ancient battlefield come from? But the evil sword is also specially forged for these ghosts, since there are ghosts, then these two treasures must be worth a lot of money, and they all say that wealth is moving, and someone immediately came out, and it turned out to be an old man.

No one paid any attention to this old man, he was not tall, thin, wearing a dusty robe, his face was shriveled, his eyes were sunken deeply, his mouth was a few fine yellow sticks, and his hair was messy like weeds.

However, the tall man's face is a little positive, and there is no previous banter in his eyes, this old man's Yintang is shining, although his eyes are deep, his eyes can be so black that they are like a deep well that cannot see the bottom, flashing with a stunning glow, obviously a master who has cultivated well.

It's just that the tall man is not afraid, he can see that this person's cultivation is good, but he can trust his own methods, and he can mix in Julu City, and there is no weak hand.

The old man walked slowly in front of the tall man, but it was only to his waist and abdomen, which looked a little funny, and immediately caused a burst of laughter around, and the yellow-bearded old man didn't care, kicked the bench away, stood in front of the square table, stretched out a hand, and asked, "Didn't ask for advice?"

The tall man reached out and grabbed the old man's childlike palm, and said with a smile: "It's easy to say, Sun Jianhe." ”

"Good name. The old man nodded, "Excuse me." ”

The next moment, the old man stepped on the ground with his feet, and the whole tea stall seemed to shake three times, and the gravel on the ground bounced up.

Qin Mumian's eyes lit up when he saw the excitement, and he said with a smile: "I thought it was a witch monk, but I didn't expect it to be a martial cultivator, and the cultivation is very tacky, so there is a good show to watch now." ”