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Looking for Bai Xiaosheng, there is a special way, just smell the sour smell and leave.

[Glowing Town Demon Sword] is very fast, Qi Xiu went to the northwest all the way to find it, and did not let go of any large and small Xiuzhenfang City and city. After entering, he plunged into the grocery bookstore, looking for which books had Bai Xiaosheng's unique, sour and exaggerated writing, and then asked the roots.

After looking for half a year, there was no trace of Bai Xiaosheng, and I also found several books with similar styles, but in the end, the author was not him. Along the way, although the fighting things are cheaper than Baishan, there are no good goods, and the basic Taoist books are a lot more expensive.

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from the familiar territories of each family, Qi Xiuji was at home, and he was ready to find a place to identify those few third-order things, and then return.

Press the light and step into a bazaar.

Before the day of the opening of the market, there were few pedestrians in the market, including Qi Xiu, but only ten fingers. The four small shops in Pù are more known than the guests, which makes Qi Xiu can't help but recall his early seven years of life in Jiusanfang.

There is no special bookstore, and in a shop that sells ritual utensils, miscellaneous books and Taoist books are all piled up on a large bookshelf, and a mortal acquaintance is lazily napping against the bookshelf.

Seeing people coming, the acquaintance only opened his eyelids slightly, pointed at random with his hand, and motioned for Qi Xiu to pick it himself, then turned over and continued to doze.

"Aren't you afraid that others will take it and leave?"

Qi Xiu muttered secretly, but it can be seen from this that the atmosphere here is good, if it was in Baishan, this kind of bazaar with no protection would have been swept away.

They are all low-level books, they can't get into Qi Xiu's eyes, there should be no books similar to Bai Xiaosheng's style, seeing that the acquaintance is still sleeping, he shook his head, didn't wake him up, walked out of the door, and walked towards the ghost market.

In the ghost market, there are two or three kittens, all of them are practicing qi and cultivating at the bottom, sitting listlessly, and the stalls in front of them are all goods of very low value. There are also some stalls that are empty, only some wooden signs that indicate the roots of the goods, and there are messages left by customers under the wooden signs, waiting for the day of the opening of the market, and then trading in person.

Qi Xiu's consciousness swept over, but he still found nothing, and he was used to it, so he turned around and wanted to leave, when he suddenly saw a stall owner, huddled in the corner, regardless of his own stall, looking at a book intently, and laughing obscenely from time to time. The book was turned into tatters, and I don't know how many people's hands were transferred, but at the place under the title of the book, there was a rare word 'Yaosheng', which attracted Qi Xiu's attention.

Splitting his hand, ten lines at a glance, reading more than ten pages, Qi Xiu laughed, this book is not only sour, but also has many descriptions of men and women, plus some specious gossip, the author's name is 'Yaosheng', except for Bai Xiaosheng's goods, there is no one else!

The stall owner was robbed of the book, and was about to get up and scold, but he couldn't sense the cultivation of this green-robed Taoist, and knew that he had encountered a ruthless character, so he hurriedly lowered his breath and stepped forward and asked, "This Taoist friend...... Belch...... Senior, but you fell in love with this idle book?"

Qi Xiu was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Where did you get this book? Do you know the author's roots?"

The stall owner also bought an old book from someone else for half a first order, how do you know, and shook his head again and again.

"But......" the stall owner thought for a moment, "this kind of book, although I don't know who wrote it, must have been printed in the [Jixia Castle]. ”

"Oh?" Qi Xiu asked the roots of Jixia City again.

The stall owner rolled his eyes secretly, and said in his heart that there are still natives who don't know where Jixia City is located, and they must be the kind of cultivators who are bored and don't ask about the world, and they naturally don't dare to slack off on the surface, and they said it in 1510.

It turned out that not far from the northwest of the Qiyun faction, Mingyang Mountain, which is a line of Confucian idealism, Qi \

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U4E91 Between the Qiyun School of the Daomen and the Nanlin Temple of the Zen Buddhism of Buddhism, there is a junction between the three schools and the place where the three religions converge, and the level of Xiuzhen City [Jixia City].

This [Jixia City] has the most open atmosphere, no taboo speech, and freedom to come and go, so many books around it, especially miscellaneous books, are basically printed from there.

Now that he had the clue of that guy, Qi Xiu was naturally overjoyed, thinking that he was not familiar with life, so he asked the stall owner if he was familiar with the situation in the city.

"Although it was lively, but the price was expensive, I only went there twice, I was taken by the elders once when I was a child, and when I got married, I went to play with Taoist couples once. ”

The stall owner replied honestly, and Qi Xiu saw that he was honest, so he became more and more relieved, and casually threw a third-order spirit stone over and asked him to lead the way.

The surname of this stall owner is very strange, the compound surname is Paji, and the single name is a Tong character. A third-order, he can't earn it for a year, so he is happy to roll up his stall, follow Qi Xiu, first go to a nearby home to say hello, and then be wrapped by Qi Xiu, guide all the way, and fly in the direction of Jixia City.

Qi Xiu saw that he left the spirit stone to his wife, who was also at the bottom of Qi training, and lived in a small mansion in the first-order spiritual land, and the baggage of the goods was still on his back, which was obviously very depressed. Thinking of the situation when his family moved south, he was moved with compassion, and simply threw him a two-party storage bag.

Pa Ji Tong is naturally grateful, and he knows everything along the way, and he has endless words.

Soon into the territory of Mingyang Mountain, the further north, the more Confucian atmosphere is rich, the ground is full of large pieces of farmland, and even some gentle slopes have been terraced. The mortal city is three points more lively than Qiyun China, and people everywhere are thriving, each with its own function. From time to time, you can hear scholars gathering together to recite poems and make pairs, needles and current affairs, and the style of writing is extremely prosperous, which is worthy of being an area under the governance of Confucianism and righteousness.

However, there are also shortcomings, what Qi Xiu has seen and heard, it seems that mortals in some places are extremely tired from life, and everyone has a depressed look on their faces, so they ask the reason.

"The predecessors didn't know that the area governed by Confucianism was different from your Daomen. ”

Seeing Qi Xiu wearing a Taoist robe, Pa Ji Tong thought that he was a Taoist monk, "The Taoist sect emphasizes the rule of inaction, and is 'old\

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u6b7b do not interact with each other', so the people are unrestrained, they are all lazy and idle. If there is any sin, let the lord or clan elder decide, and everything will be fine. ”

"This Mingyang Mountain is a Confucian sect, and it is naturally dedicated to education, in addition to the big and small lords, there are also officials, there are errands, there are laws, and punishments. This official is good, naturally all is good, this official is not good, just ......"

Halfway through his speech, Pa Ji Tong was silent.

Qi Xiu nodded, sure enough, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, under the governance of Confucianism, although it is the deepest and the population is large, but the small people live a life, and they may not necessarily have the leisure of Qi Yunlai. Although Qiyun Daomen is leisurely, but human nature is loose, and if he is full of food and drink, he has little motivation, and the education of agriculture and commerce is not as good as Confucianism.

And in his own White Mountain, although the monks fought the fiercest, the mortal life was upside down, far inferior to the two. However, there are also advantages, there are few people in the land, there is no conflict between the various families, and the general heart is one, and mortals should be wild and innocent.

The two were chatting, and a faint light flew from behind, and an old man dressed as a Confucian scholar in the middle of foundation building shouted: "Stay in front of Daoist!"

Qi Xiu's eyes fell on Pa Ji Tong, and he whispered, "It's the owner of the Fangcai Bazaar......"

"Oh?"

Qi Xiu's heart moved, the [Glowing Town Demon Sword] escaped very fast, the flying sword under the old man's feet was obviously not as good as it, as if he had just left the bazaar and set off to catch up, just when he turned the corner and went to Pa Jitong's house, he would be caught up by him.

Stopped retreating, arched his hand and smiled: "I don't know if my friend is chasing all the way, what's the matter?"

The old man flew to the front and said with a smile: "It's nothing important, it's just that this Pa Jitong next to you was reported, saying that he stole other people's goods, and he wanted to go back with me to explain the reason." ”

Pa Ji Tong was shocked, and said in a lost voice: "I have set up a small stall in your house for one or twenty years, how can I do this kind of ......?"

As he was talking, two rays of light in the distance had been outflanked by one left and one right, cutting off Qi Xiu's way.

The old man finally stopped pretending, and said with a cruel smile: "It's a guest from afar, leave something and leave!"

After speaking, he took out the flying sword and stabbed it straight over.

Qi Xiu instantly realized that he must have exposed his roots in the bazaar, and he was generous, and the flying sword was good, which made people think of killing people and grabbing treasures. It's a pity that I thought I was in a Confucian sect here, so I relaxed my vigilance, knowing that robbery is just a matter of seeing wealth, no matter where it will be born, what are the chances.

One is in the middle of foundation building, and two are in the early stage of foundation building, in the eyes of Qi Xiu today, they are really like chickens and dogs. They can even look at the [Glowing Town Demon Sword] at their feet, but they are just short-sighted thieves.

[On a whim] didn't react at all, Qi Xiu smiled coldly, protected Pa Jitong behind him, and sacrificed the [Monkey Face Golden Body Statue], the [Sanhua Defense Cover] lit up, and the three flowers of the Dao Gate came out, the brilliance was gorgeous, and the fragrance was fragrant, just supporting the three incoming flying swords.

The flying sword was held by Sanhua, dripping and spinning in the air, but it couldn't get down.

Then with a finger of the [Glow Town Demon Sword], the [Glow Line] skill came out, and a straight golden beam lit up and flew towards one of the early foundation building monks. The man took out the magic weapon such as the mountain and river diagram to block, but it could not hinder the golden glow in the slightest, and the picture scroll was burned through in an instant, and the glow penetrated through the man's front chest, and the back chest passed through, and there was still enough strength to cut a boulder in the distance in half.

The figure immediately fell from the sky, presumably unable to survive.

"Xiang'er!"

The old man shouted heartbreakingly, looking at Qi Xiu's eyes full of resentment, "Give back my son's life!" and sacrificed a stone paperweight magic weapon, hugged Qi Xiu's head and hit him.

Qi Xiu laughed in his heart, if he came out to rob, he had to have the consciousness of coming out to rob, either you killed me, I killed you, and I blamed me, how did you blame me? Back then, when the Naiwen family was at the foot of Chu Qin Mountain, everyone was about to be killed, and they were still generous and sad, and they died heroically, and they didn't know how high they were higher than these hypocrites.

As soon as his mind moved, the [Monkey-faced Golden Body Statue] rose sharply in the wind, and he knocked lightly with the stone paperweight, and the [Ketu] [Extremely heavy] attribute Quanke This kind of earth-based brute force magic weapon, the stone paperweight couldn't stand it, broke in half, and fell into dust.

"This is ......" The old man looked at the monkey-faced golden Buddha sitting on the throne of the three flowers of the Daomen, how tall he was, and he was a little knowledgeable, his face turned pale instantly, and he muttered: "Three ...... Third Order?"

"It's too late to know!"

As soon as Qi Xiu's method changed, the Golden Buddha sat down directly, and the old man turned around and wanted to escape, 'Hmph!' Qi Xiu snorted in his nostrils, and the old man's body was like a thunderbolt, standing in the air, and then being smashed into a meat patty.

The last monk in the early stage of foundation building, he had already been entangled by a [Extreme North Ice Ape] phantom, and he couldn't run away, and before he could say the words of begging for mercy, he was breached through the defense, and the [Glowing Town Demon Sword] came in an instant, circled around his neck, and ended up in a different place.

When Qi Xiu went down to search the storage bag, Pa Ji Tong stood in the air, not yet accepting this reality, "The owner of this bazaar is very kind on weekdays, how can he be such a person?"

After speaking, he took a deep look at Qi Xiu's back, and said in his heart that this person looked ordinary and kind on the outside, but he didn't expect his subordinates to be so ruthless.

The three storage bags are nothing to look at, and there are a lot of rare low-level materials that are difficult to sell.

Qi Xiu put away his things casually and said with a smile: "These three people are so poor, it's me and I who are going to rob people." ”

Wrapped all the way around Pa Ji Tong, he was like no one else, and finally arrived at Jixia City.