Three days later, Shang Jingxing retired from the Kalachakra Water Mirror, because it was inconvenient to go out for a run during this time, so he spent all the two hours of cultivating "Walking Ten Thousand Miles" on cultivating spiritual power, and the spiritual power cultivation of six hours a day made great progress in his spiritual power, coupled with the addition of the formation and the Kalachakra Water Mirror, his three-day cultivation was comparable to the practice of others who did not sleep for fifteen days.

Looking inward a little, he found that he would be able to break through to the second layer of qi refining in a few days, this result made him very happy, but whenever he thought that the breakthrough spirit power would increase exponentially again, it was also painful.

Tuk Tuk ......

The sudden knock on the door made Shang Jingxing look up.

"Come in. ”

Shadow Ink Butterfly pushed open the door, slowly walked into the room, stood beside him, bowed slightly, and then said respectfully: "Master, everything is ready, there are already many monks gathered outside Tenghe Tower for the bounty. ”

"Hmm. Shang Jingxing nodded, stood up, straightened his clothes, and stretched out his hand to pull the coffin of the Hundred Soldiers Soul lying on the ground to float up and stick behind him, "Let's go." ”

"Yes. ”

Shadow Ink Butterfly responded, her eyes turned red in an instant, and Lianbu moved lightly behind Shang Jingxing, and then the whole person slowly sank into Shang Jingxing's shadow.

Outside the Tenghe Tower, a large group of monks of all ages, young and old, male and female, were making loud noises here, although they all came from different sects, they had one thing in common, greed.

"Come out! Call Shang Jingxing out!"

"Do you Tenghe Tower think you can cover the sky with one hand?! Hand over Shang Jingxing, otherwise we will smash your Tenghe Tower!"

"Secretly hiding the wanted criminals of Lingyao Gate, don't you want to continue to stay in Origin City!"

More than a dozen small servants in Tenghe Tower didn't talk nonsense with them, and stood in front of the door in a row, looking at the clamor of the group of people in front of them with cold and disdainful eyes.

In their opinion, it is not a pity for this group of people to die, who is Shang Jingxing?

Honor the Four Elder Runs!

Not to mention his strength, this identity alone is enough to make the heads of the second-layer major factions and third-level small factions kneel down to greet each other, but as a result, this group of people is so greedy that they want them to hand over Shang Jingxing in exchange for a bounty, which is simply ridiculous.

If it weren't for Shang Jingxing's order to not hurt people, they would have killed all these people a long time ago to set an example!

However, the actual situation is that even if they don't make a move, someone else will make a move, only to see hundreds of people led by Ju Zhengying, Mu Fei, and Lin Dongcheng rushing over in the distance, and they will do it directly without saying a word.

All of a sudden, the gate of Tenghe Tower has become a place for hundreds of people to fight, and many people with good deeds are watching the excitement on the sidelines.

After the news spread that Shang Jingxing walked out of Ling Feng and killed Tianjiao in the southwest region, countless people became his admirers fanatically, and the hundreds of people who had just arrived were only a tiny part of them, you must know that Shang Jingxing's current admirers could be said to occupy one-third of the entire Origin City.

If you want to say that these admirers, they actually have one thing in common, that is, the blood is not lost, and it is because of this that they will become his admirers under Shang Jingxing's various deeds, and another manifestation of the blood is that because they are not willing to fall, their strength is not bad.

So, when Shang Jingxing walked out of the Tenghe Tower, the battle was nearing the end, and the ground was full of people, looking at their faces tossing and turning in pain, although they were not dead, it was certain that they would lie in bed for ten days and half a month.

Looking at the scene in front of him with black lines on his face, Shang Jingxing originally wanted to take this opportunity to establish his authority and prepare for what he would do in the future, but he didn't expect to be done by his admirers, but fortunately, in a sense, it is more advantageous to do it from these worships than to do it himself.

Therefore, at this time, his heart was both helpless and very relieved, at least in this Startup City, there was still such a group of people whose conscience had not been lost, and it was not in vain that he made a layout for the future of Startup City.

He glanced around, and every time his gaze fell on the face of a man, he unconsciously showed an expression of excitement or excitement, either young or old, but they all adored themselves fanatically and unrequited.

Shang Jingxing raised his hand and said sincerely: "Shang Mou has thanked you here, but this time the wanted warrant is aimed at me, so I can only solve it myself, you are the future of the Beginning City, please don't make a move, so as not to have unnecessary casualties." ”

After a solemn bow, he didn't say anything more, but walked forward slowly, and everyone consciously gave way and looked at him with reverence, until his figure was about to disappear, and everyone bowed in unison.

"You are the future of the Starter!"

"The future of Initiate City is yours!"

"Please be sure to cherish it, don't let the villain succeed!"

"Please lead us to win the battle of the city forces and win the future!"

On this day, Shang Jingxing is the voice of the future resounded in the starting city.

In the alley, Shadow Butterfly silently emerged from the shadows, staring at the silent man in front of her with admiration and worry.

"The host ......"

The gentle voice pulled Shang Jingxing out of his thoughts, he laughed self-deprecatingly, the words of expectation still surround his ears, and emotions such as relief, emotion, self-blame, and guilt filled his body and mind, but he did not hesitate.

He was about to take revenge on the first sect of the first layer and the first sect of the Beginning City, even if he knew that it was impossible for the Lingyao Sect to take the lead for the Beginning City in the battle of the city's forces, it was inevitable that he would live up to those expectations.

Shang Jingxing lowered his head and muttered lightly: "I will win the battle of the forces of the Lower City for the Beginning City, just as I must take revenge!"

After sweeping away the confusion and self-blame that should not have existed at this time, he raised his head, gave Shadow Ink Butterfly a reassuring look, and said, "Change." ”

As the words fell, a glass-colored light flashed through his eyes, and in the next second, he and Shadow Ink Butterfly transformed, clothed with long swords, and turned into an ordinary pair of Taoist couples who could no longer be ordinary.

The two glanced at each other, both looked at each other's unfamiliar faces and smiled, and then jumped into the backyard of the house on the side.

In the small backyard, Shang Jingxing's eyes swept and he found the target here, he pointed to the two carts on the side, and Shadow Ink Butterfly walked over with understanding, and put the two carts in the storage bag.

At this time, Shang Jingxing strolled to the door and gently pushed the door open, and he was greeted by a pair of Taoist couple's surprised and frightened eyes, and at the same time, the situation in the house met his eyes, which can be called the minimum standard of Tajie housing, a bed, some gambling equipment and kitchen utensils, two futons, and two people who were exactly the same as him and Yingmo Butterfly at this time.

"Hi. ”

Shang Jingxing waved his hand cordially to say hello, and at the same time slapped away the oncoming attack with his hand, and in the next second, he disappeared in place, only to hear a gentle "pop" twice, and the male and female owners of the room suddenly fell to the ground unconscious.

After doing this, he clapped his hands lightly, and then shouted to the back, "Xiaoying, are you okay?"

After a cup of tea, Shang Jingxing and Shadow Ink Butterfly swaggered out of the main entrance with a cart and headed for the destination of their trip.