"Return it to him?"

The middle-aged man looked at the purple-robed old man, his eyebrows seemed to be a little surprised, and he shook his hand and said: "Of course, it is a good intention, but this matter is not appropriate, like such a young man, he is by no means reluctant to give up nine thousand spirit stones, but feels that he should enjoy superior treatment." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man paused for a moment and continued: "Just like that Baili Xiaohualuo, when he came to our Yanzhou City, didn't he enjoy the highest treatment? And this person is also the same as Baili Xiaohualuo, he is definitely not bad money, so if he sends the money back so abruptly, I am afraid that I will offend him, which is not appropriate." "At the end of the day, keep shaking your head.

The purple-robed old man nodded and said, "What the city lord of Jiang said is very true, but the old man did not think about it for a while. Speaking of this, he pondered a little and asked, "According to the city lord's opinion, if this person is not a person who is in a difficult situation, then what is he doing in Yanzhou City?"

"Could it be...... Is it also for the sake of the bitter situation?" the middle-aged man pondered for a moment and then looked up and said.

......

As the twilight fell, Xiao Chen and his party found an inn and lived in a separate courtyard, the pond water in the courtyard was shallow, the dark fragrance was sparse, and the environment was not bad, but the cost of this day was really not small, even if nine people didn't do anything for a day, they would almost spend a thousand spirit stones.

The more barren the place, the lower the consumption, the more prosperous the place, the higher the consumption, even as high as ten times the prosperity of the five continents, so the gap between the rich and the poor in the hardship is so large.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a little sad between his eyebrows, now there are more than 10,000 spirit stones left on his body, and he originally thought that the demon pill could be sold for a lot of money, but because of the advent of the era of annihilation, the originally sought-after demon pill has now flooded in the suffering realm, resulting in the demon pill that he worked hard to fight a few days ago can only sell at most five or six thousand spirit stones now.

He sighed deeply, now that the money is really poor, and his life is almost insecure, how can he talk about trying to win over forces? How can he talk about cultivation? Doesn't cultivation cost money? This is not in the Purple Realm, where there are friends everywhere to help each other.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Chen was worried, and yesterday he heard Yang Qing say that there are mercenaries in many places in the bitter realm, just for money, some are some outlaws, and some are retired from some big forces, these people have high combat power, and as long as they can afford to pay, they are absolutely loyal, if you want to form your own forces, these mercenaries are indispensable in the early stage.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Chen paced back and forth in the courtyard, he had never worried about money in the past, but now he was in a difficult situation, but he was at a loss for money, no, he had to find a way to make money!

"Brother Xiao?" When Xiao Chen was melancholy, Yang Qing stood at the gate of the courtyard at some point, Xiao Chen turned around: "Brother Yang, what's the matter?"

"Dinner has been arranged outside, will Brother Xiao go now?"

"Well, let's go. ”

Xiao Chen temporarily put away his lack of money and went to the restaurant outside the courtyard, which was with the inn and was already full of people, causing the whole restaurant to be in an uproar.

Up to the second floor, Xiao Chen sat in the window position arranged by Yang Qing, and in the twilight, he saw that there were more pedestrians on the street than when they came in just now.

After a while, a few young men in the store brought up the hot dishes, only to see that the water and land on the table were full of water, it can be said that there are all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, Xiao Chen couldn't help frowning, now there is not much money, the price of Yanzhou City is so high, these two tables are at least a few hundred spirit stones, this is inevitably a bit too wasteful, but after thinking about it, it is nothing to use a good meal when I first come to the difficult situation.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen moved his chopsticks, sat on the side of the seventh day of the first month, and even when eating, he was in order, holding the bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, eating a little and clipping a little, chewing and swallowing slowly, not picking and picking like Zi Yun'er, bumping in the west, biting the chopsticks while eating and commenting on which dish was delicious and which dish was not delicious.

The seventh day of the first month is always silent.

Halfway through the meal, the second floor was almost full, and the whole restaurant became even more noisy, and suddenly only heard the sound of the floor rattling, and it seemed that a few more people had come upstairs.

"I heard that this time the Suffering Realm asks the sword, and the winner can get a million spirit stones?"

"Yes, but more importantly, there are three places to go to the Cloud Mist Courtyard in Yanzhou this time, one more than in previous years, so who will come to Yanzhou City to participate in the sword asking this time, who will go to the Cloud Mist Courtyard for the million spirit stones, of course, all for the purpose of going to the Cloud Mist Courtyard." ”

Xiao Chen was eating with a full stomach of sorrow, but after suddenly hearing the conversation between these people, he almost squirted out the rice in his mouth, a hundred ...... He has been in the Purple Mansion for so long, and he has never seen what it is like to pile up millions of spirit stones together.

If he got the reward of one million spirit stones, why would he be worried about having no money at that time? Thinking of this, Xiao Chen asked Yang Qing next to him with some excitement, "Brother Yang, what they said is true?"

Yang Qing glanced at the few people who had just come up, and whispered: "I know that the Sword of Suffering Realm will be launched every few years, mainly to select the admission quota of the White Mist Academy, only the winner of each place is eligible to obtain the quota, and the White Mist Courtyard ......"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Xiao Chen interrupted: "Let's not talk about this first, is that million spirit stones real or fake?"

"This ......" Yang Qing was silent for a moment and said, "Since they said that there is, it should be true." ”

"Okay!" Xiao Chen suddenly put down his chopsticks, he decided that he was going to participate in that hardship and ask the sword and win a million spirit stones!

"That ......" Yang Qing saw his expression at this time and asked, "Could it be that Brother Xiao is planning to participate in the Suffering Realm Asking Sword?"

"Of course, don't you want a million spirit stones?"

"Well, actually, I mean to say, White Mist ......"

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand: "Don't say anything, wait until I win a million spirit stones, haha!" It seemed that he was in a good mood at this time, and he didn't have to worry about money anymore.

"Uh, okay......" Yang Qing tilted his head and looked out the window, in fact, he wanted to say that now one of the major forces in the Bitter Realm is in the Bitter Realm, and the person who formed the Bitter Realm seems to be ...... It seems that he graduated from the White Mist Academy back then.

After the group finished eating, they went back to the other courtyard, Xiao Chen was in a very happy mood on the way, it seems that many people have come to Yanzhou City in recent days, all to participate in the hardship of the sword.

The Bitter Realm Asking Sword is actually very simple, it is not the Wuyue Sword of Wuyue Mountain, and it is also different from the Immortal Sword Conference of the Wuzhou Dao Alliance, the Bitter Realm Asking Sword is actually to put it bluntly, it is a selection competition, and people from various places who are qualified to enter the White Mist Academy for further study are selected.

In the four small realms of suffering, the bitter realm sword in each place is launched at the same time, and the place of development is naturally the main city of this state, and Yanzhou City is the main city of Yanzhou, so the location of Yanzhou's bitter realm sword is selected in Yanzhou City, and there are three places for Yanzhou to enter the White Mist Academy for further study, and the winner is naturally counted as one, and the other two are selected.

This day is the beginning of September, the crescent moon is like an eyebrow at night, the autumn breeze is cool, Xiao Chen stood by the pool, looking up at the curved moon in the sky, and then he was going to prepare to participate in the Bitter Realm Question, and it seemed that the registration fee was not low.

The next day, Yang Qing and the others went to sell the demon pill and exchanged it for more than five thousand spirit stones, and at the same time, in the city lord's mansion of Yanzhou City, the city lord Jiang Beitian and Zixuan Zhenren of the Wunian Sect stood in the room again this time.

When he heard that someone came to report that Xiao Chen and the others had gone to the trading house and exchanged the demon pill for money, Zixuan Zhenren's face immediately showed a very surprised look: "The last time they robbed the demon pill with my disciples in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, is it ...... Is it just to sell for money???"

For him, it seems that Xiao Chen's group can't be short of money, and it must be of great use to rob the demon pill, but what he sees now is actually to sell for money?

Jiang Beitian also showed a little surprise, a person who can reach the realm of annihilation in his twenties must have a lot of background, how can he be short of money?

He frowned, lowered his voice and said, "Zixuan Zhenren, do you think it could be that they have found out that they are being spied on, just to hide people's eyes and ears and confuse us?"

Zixuan Zhenren's eyes narrowed, nodded and said, "I don't rule out this possibility, it seems that these people are really very careful." ”

While the two were talking, there was a sudden noise outside: "Hey, Miss can't go, the master is discussing with Zixuan Zhenren, no one is allowed to disturb ......" The words did not fall, only heard two "bang" sounds, followed by a scream.

Jiang Beitian's face changed: "Why did Qianqian come back? Isn't she ......" Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang, and the door was kicked open directly.

And a woman dressed in light cyan clothes suddenly appeared at the door, the woman was in her twenties, green silk like ink, neatly tied behind her back, her shoulders were like shaving, her skin was like ice and snow, she was wearing a blue hairpin on her head, and there was a blue long sword hanging from her waist.

Jiang Beitian saw her angry appearance at this time, and said with a wry smile: "That, Qianqian, you don't stay in the sect well, why did you come home?"

The woman was still angry, causing her chest to fall together, and suddenly shouted: "Jiang!

Jiang Beitian was shocked, his face suddenly became stern, and at this moment, the majesty of the city lord was revealed, and he said sharply: "Presumptuous! I am your father......!

"I don't care who you are! I can't spare you if you don't make it clear today!" said the woman, and rushed over angrily.

Jiang Beitian saw her walking towards him murderously, and the majesty of the city lord disappeared all of a sudden, and he hurriedly stepped back: "Zixuan Zhenren, hurry up...... Take care of your apprentices. ”

The woman walked up to Zixuan Zhenren and looked at him, and immediately showed a smile on her face that made people feel cold: "Master, it turns out that you are here." ”

"Ahem. Zixuan Zhenren stroked his white beard and said, "That, the poor road has a step in advance, Qianqian remember to come back earlier." After speaking, he slipped out of the smoke, pinched his fingers, and immediately turned into a purple light and flew in the direction of the Wunian Sect.

Jiang Beitian saw that Zixuan Zhenren was gone, and waved his hand with a wry smile: "Okay Qianqian, we have something to say this time, okay if we don't do it?" Who is provoking my family Qianqian this time, speak up quickly, and call someone to clean him up for my father!"

Jiang Qianqian was still angry, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted: "That hundred miles of laughter, what's going on!"