"Hey, that kid......"

The sudden shouting made Yang Xuan slightly stunned, and when his eyes turned, he saw a soldier with a long knife hanging from his waist approaching, and he was asking himself out loud, with a cold expression. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Raw faces, where did they come from?"

"I'm from the mountains, and I'm going to visit a relative in this cloud wilderness," Yang Xuan responded with a smile on his face.

The soldier looked Yang Xuan's dress and bearing up and down, he didn't look like a mortal, his brows furrowed slightly, he did what they did, and his ability to observe words and emotions was extremely superb, otherwise he would have to throw his one hundred and eighty catties into this remote town.

But even so, the young man in front of him didn't look like he could be single for thousands of miles, avoiding the bandits, horse bandits, beasts and evil people along the way, and rushing here from the mountains, but the Confucian atmosphere was quite strong.

"Oh, go to your relatives, do you have a name?"

Yang Xuan was stunned, and he didn't panic, "It's not a secret, my relative is relatively low-key, before I came, I was told not to show off......"

Hearing this, the soldier was also extremely surprised, and couldn't help but think of a possibility, and his face was instantly shocked.

The word monk is in Daluo, or Shenguang, ordinary people and even the official eunuchs and royal families may not have survived, but in this Yunhuang Dynasty, not to mention a household name, it is not a hidden secret.

Moreover, the status of the monk is extremely lofty, and if any doll in the ordinary people's homes is favored by the monk and included in the door wall, it is enough to glorify the ancestors.

It is impossible to say that you have to hold a banquet to celebrate, and you can get drunk for three days to show your kindness, which can be regarded as a prominent situation that is greater than marrying a white thing.

The soldier looked at the young man, although he looked weak, but his demeanor, even his own aura was extremely extraordinary, and he was more and more sure of what he thought, and then hurriedly leaned over and spoke respectfully:

"Don't blame the immortal master, it's the villain who is reckless and disturbs the immortal master......"

Such an action made Yang Xuan a little stunned, but after hearing the soldier's words, he also thought about it a little in his heart, and couldn't help laughing at the moment, but he didn't say anything to explain.

"Can I go in?"

The soldier was terrified, "The immortal master has tormented the villain, you just have to go in"

Yang Xuan nodded lightly, didn't speak, and stepped into the city, leaving the soldiers standing in place, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and shouting "Luckily" in his mouth

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The scene in the cloud city is much more atmospheric than the small Fuxian Town, not to mention the people coming and going, the dense and noisy market of ordinary people, even the martial arts monks who have a long breath and pull the strong wind between walks are also very popular, don't look at this is just the border of the cloud wilderness, but in terms of prosperity, compared to the capital of Da Luo, it is not much better.

"Tut-tut......" Yang Xuan couldn't help but speak, before coming here, he had also learned a lot about the cloud famine.

The Yunhuang Dynasty, with a territory of thousands of miles, is divided into four counties and twelve cities, and there are counties under the city, and there are towns behind the counties.

If you want to come to the Cloud City here, it is just a small town, but it still has such a scale, so it is not difficult to think about how powerful this Cloud Desolation is, and it is no wonder that the only five-rank sect Wangtian Palace in the Nuo Da Southern Region is located here.

"No wonder Youruo once said that the Daluo Dynasty was just a small land, a poor and remote land......"

Yang Xuan sighed, took advantage of the shouting of the people in the market, chatting and cheering, and walked into a grocery store, the store was called Yipin, but it was also atmospheric.

As soon as he entered the door, the shopkeeper immediately greeted him with a smile: "This guest officer, come to buy something?" The reputation of the small shop in this cloud city is not bad, you don't care about clothes, food, swords, chariots and horses, as long as you want to get it, the small shop can come up with goods that satisfy you......

Yang Xuan smiled when he heard this, the businessman was inevitably suspected of exaggeration, otherwise there would be that customer who would be interested?

"Everything?"

"Everything!" The regular young man asked, and the smile on his face was even stronger, seeing that his dress and bearing were not like ordinary people, even if he was not a big man, he had to be a scholarly family, and this kind of young master would generally not bargain, and he would not be able to make a big business and make him a lot of money.

"That's good" Yang Xuan laughed, pretending to reach into his arms, but in essence, he took out the mortal dust pen from the Sumeru ring and held it in his hand.

"I wonder if the merchant has a box to match this item?"

The shopkeeper was stunned, his heart was shocked, and no matter how such a big brush was carried in his arms and he had not seen it, this was not within the scope of his consideration, just saying that this three-foot long, simple shape of the huge brush, it was unheard of, unseen.

The general brush is not more than a foot long, and there is still a pen curtain, and the sleeve can be contained, and this appearance, in addition to painting, or used to write a large amount of ink treasure, is very rare, such as the length of the general sword, it is a little terrifying.

"Uh...... This ......"

"Didn't you?" Yang Xuan said with a smile.

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, the shop really doesn't have this kind of thing, and the ordinary brush can be used, which is obviously not suitable."

Yang Xuan also made a temporary decision, just now at the wine stall, the fat man carried the abacus on his back, feeling very chic.

After all, he is only eighteen years old now, not as weak as the crown, it is when he is curious about new things and imitates, even if he is a cultivator, his cultivation is not low, but in the final analysis, he can't escape the word "human", so it is really not strange to have this idea.

Just as Yang Xuan was helplessly about to leave, the shopkeeper spoke again:

"The guest officer stays, although the little brother is not ready-made, but it can be customized, and the income of the craftsmen of our Yipin grocery shop is famous far and wide......"

His repeated words were ignored by Yang Xuan, "Can you order a pen curtain?"

"If this big guy wants to be stable and prosperous, it must be a pen box, the small shop just collected a few days ago a piece of Nanmu of a short length, the texture is high, if the guest officer is interested, you can make a box for you...... It's just ...... price."

The shopkeeper stopped talking, and his eyes looked at the face of the young man in front of him.

"Yes, price is not an issue"

"Okay, I'm sorry for you to move to the front desk, I'll help you measure the size" The shopkeeper is very happy, the process cost, counting the cost of materials, this time you can earn a hundred and eighty taels of silver.

"Yo...... Horse shopkeeper, hahahaha, don't come to harm."

A shrill and sharp greeting voice came from the door of the store, Yang Xuan frowned, but he saw a man in brocade, staggering, with a hint of mockery and banter on his face, slowly entering the store, followed by two attendants, Yang Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, it turned out to be a monk, looking at the breath, I am afraid that there will be a cultivation at the peak of the mortal realm.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he couldn't stop trembling, his expression seemed to be extremely afraid, but he had to smile because of something, "Hehehe, it turned out that the young city lord of Huyanyu came to the shop, and the shop was really shining."

"I don't know which spring breeze has blown you here, Young City Lord?"

The man named Hu Yanyu was very happy when he heard this, and he had to say that what a businessman who knew how to observe words and feelings said was right to his appetite.

"Where, let's see how Boss Ma's business is, is there any good goods, you know, my father, just likes some precious things......

The shopkeeper was embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly took over the conversation, "The young city lord is really the first filial son in Cloud City, I Ma Shang admires it, but you have also seen that the business of the small shop has been sluggish recently, and it has not been purchased for a long time, and there are just so many things in the store, you see, what is it that my Ma Shang gave to the city lord and his old man, how about it?"

Hu Yanyu's face turned cold in an instant, and his face became faster than turning a book, "Phew, what the hell are you kidding with these goods?"

"Are you sarcastic that the collection of my City Lord's Mansion is all?"

The shopkeeper was a little panicked, "Why did the young city lord say this? There are really no novelties in the shop, this, this ......"

Hu Yanyu didn't say anything more, his eyes swept around, and Yang Xuan, who was close in front of him, was automatically ignored by him, a flat-headed boy, and the people in the market were not worthy of a glance from him, a young city lord with a respected status.

"Yo, what is this?" Hu Yanyu's eyes lit up, but he saw the mortal dust pen that was still on the table to measure the size, and strode forward to take it in his hand.

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, turned sideways, and was blocking Hu Yanyu's body, his face suddenly turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to pick it up, rubbing it constantly.

Suddenly blocked by others, Hu Yanyu suddenly came back to his senses after being frightened, and saw such a handsome and elegant young man stopping him, instead of being angry, he laughed gloomily.

"Boy, this thing is yours?"

Yang Xuan stared at him coldly, and didn't speak, his eyes looked at the horse shopkeeper beside him, "The size can be measured?"

Ma Shang shrank and didn't dare to make a sound, just nodded slightly, the warning in his eyes was quite strong, it seemed to be a signal for him to leave quickly, so as not to provoke right and wrong, in his Ma Shang's eyes, this young city lord did not seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp, and against him, he was bound to suffer.

Yang Xuan was extremely satisfied when he saw this, and he didn't care about the clown-like Hu Yanyu, "I'll pick up the goods in three days" and turned around and was about to leave.

"This friend, you are so unreasonable, I'm afraid it's a little rude."

Yang Xuan's footsteps paused, his face was still indifferent, but he showed a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, "Are you talking?"

"You ......" The two servants on Hu Yanyu's side were very annoyed when they saw his attitude, and Zhenyuan was about to step forward as soon as he was shocked, but Hu Yanyu stretched out his hand to stop behind him, and his expression was also sneering at the moment.

"Hehe, friend, in this Cloud City, you are still the first person who dares to speak to me like this."

(PS: The second chapter on the shelves, woo woo woo...... ）