People in the world calculate the affairs of the world, and everyone thinks that they have a pearl of wisdom, but in fact, they are all people who are calculated by others.

Don't beg changed his appearance, Shi Shiran returned to He'an City from outside the city, and he didn't go back to the city to guard the mansion, but just walked along the street in He'an City. There are those demon god puppets in the city guard mansion, it is no different from his personal presence, eighteen demon immortals have joined forces, and there is really nothing to put on Beggar's heart in this and around Ancheng.

Outside the city gate, the four great monks have run away without a trace, the horizontal ones are afraid of being stunned, the stunned ones are afraid of dying, and the ones who don't want to die are afraid of being shameless. When the blood madman ransomed the oldest and ugliest women in Ancheng one after another according to Beggar's instructions, and threw them into the clay jar of the four great monks one after another, Rao is several big monks had already cultivated to the state of mind of dry wells and no waves, and they couldn't bear to laugh in unison with tens of thousands of monks in Ancheng, so they threw down the clay jar and turned around and fled in embarrassment.

When Beg returned to the city, more than a hundred old women were still standing at the gate of the four cities, scolding and scolding the monks. What's more, an old lady who was so old that she only had one breath left, trembling and might die at any time, waved a big red handkerchief, and was jumping on her feet and roaring there: "This group of bald donkeys, Gu nǎinǎi took a fancy to their bald heads, it was the creation that they knocked out a hundred wooden fish chanting scriptures in their previous life! Gu nǎinǎi just hugged him and kissed him, what are you running? This kind of glamorous blessing can't afford it, and it deserves to be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"

Whether it is the territory under the jurisdiction of the human race in the Pangu Continent or the sphere of influence of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, how could there ever be such an unreliable thing?

More than a hundred old women were so frightened that the four great monks of the Golden Pavilion Temple fled in the wilderness, they were all high monks in the realm of the Yuan Shen! and the tens of thousands of monks in Ancheng laughed so much that their stomachs hurt, and after they entered the city, they could still hear these monks and mortals getting together everywhere, and they were hotly discussing whether they could use Qinglou women to deal with those big monks in the future.

With a click of his mouth, he listened proudly to the discussions of the people around him, and walked all the way down the road.

After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, Beg suddenly saw a bookstore on the side of the road. There was also a sign hanging in front of the store, and it was very loud - to sell the atlas of Zhou Tian's rare things. Bebeg's heart moved, and he hurriedly walked into this store.

There are rare things recorded in the Stolen Scripture, but the Pangea Continent is expanding at any time, and every day there may be new things breeding from the chaotic airflow, and the Stolen Scripture is also a thing from a long time ago, and it is impossible to contain all the rare items on the Pangea Continent today. Beg felt that it was necessary for him to update the information in the stolen scriptures, and new things were always emerging.

The huge shop was empty, and the four walls were full of bookshelves, on which were placed jade slips that shimmered with a faint glow. The reserves of these jade slips are not large, and the labels below are marked with words such as 'Dayu Jingzhou Specialty Catalogue', 'Dayu Huangzhou Specialty Catalogue', and 'Xishu Purple Sea Monster Collection'.

In the innermost part of the store, behind a small counter, an inconspicuous old man, dressed in a green robe and a small sackcloth hat, with a peasant-like temperament, was sitting on a wooden chair, shaking his head and silently reciting a paper book. Next to this counter is a nine-storey bookshelf, on which are placed sixty-three jade volumes, the capacity of these jade books is at least a hundred times that of those jade slips, and the labels below are indeed marked with such instructions as 'Catalogue of Specialties of the Thirty-nine Prefectures of the Great Yu Extreme East' and 'One Hundred and Eight Jedi Elixir Guide Around Dayu'.

Beg walked around the bookstore, and finally came to the counter, and gently tapped the top of the counter with his fingers.

The old man sitting behind the counter put down the book, slowly raised his head, and squeezed out a simple smile on his wrinkled old face: "Hmm, there are guests." I don't know what kind of things customers need? The small shop has everything in the collection, but there are always some of the classics and atlases of all kinds of sè. ”

Uh, don't beg to look at the smiling face of this old man, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

The old man couldn't see anything wrong when he was reading with his head down, but as soon as he raised his head, two miserable white and dull eyes were revealed. This is clearly a blind old man, thinking of his shaking his head and reading intoxicated, Bei Qi feels very strange in his heart.

After a long while, Beqi smiled and asked, "Dare to ask, is there an atlas here?"

The old man put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "Atlas? Yes, there are atlases of Anle County, as well as maps of surrounding states. But the price is worth the price, the atlas of Anle County, 1,000 gold ingots or 100 lower grade spirit stones, the atlas of several surrounding states, the map of a state is 100,000 gold ingots or 10,000 lower grade spirit stones, an additional state, the price will increase by fifty percent!"

Blinking his eyes, Beg looked carefully at the old man's white miserable eyes, and asked curiously, "How big is the scope of this state?"

The old man laughed: "The guests don't even know how big the land of a state is, so they come to buy an atlas?

Comparing nine fingers and flipping back and forth, the old man said happily: "A heavenly horse runs for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and the scope covered is the land of a state that is the standard of the Dayu Dynasty!

Hearing this old man's words, he couldn't help but tapped his mouth, this state is actually such a huge piece?

After pondering for a moment, Beg lowered his voice and asked, "Then, the map of the entire Pangea Continent, do you have it here, old man?"

When Bei Qi was silent, the old man was trembling and took out a stoneware tea bowl from under the counter, and took a slow sip of tea. Suddenly hearing the question of begging, the old man squirted out a sip of tea and coughed violently. It was as if a tea stalk was blocking his throat, and the old man coughed so red that his face was red, and he couldn't live or die in his throat in one breath.

Beg hurriedly turned to the counter, massaged the old man's chest with one hand, and supported the back of the old man's neck bone with the other hand, and shook the thick tea stalk in the old man's throat. The old man coughed, and his breathing became smoother, and he gasped several times before his breathing calmed down.

Rolling his two white eyes, he glared at Beggar, and the old man muttered, "Don't laugh at the guest, you almost didn't kill the old man." Hey, except for the 'Pangu Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map' in the Forbidden Palace of the Yu Dynasty, and the 'Zhou Tianshan River, River and Yue Mirror' in the Heavenly Court, which can show the full face of Pangea, who knows what Pangea Continent looks like now?"

Picking up the tea bowl and taking another sip of tea, the old man shook his head and said, "If it is a high-ranking immortal official of Heavenly Court, and he can still get a part of the map of Pangu Continent from Heavenly Court, it will be at least a few times that have been searched back and forth hundreds of times, and there are not a few pieces of territory left from the blades of grass." The atlas of those places in the Pangea Continent, Heavenly Court is still busy sending reliable immortals to scrape the earth, how can it be possible to provide the atlas to others?"

After being stunned, Beg hurriedly asked, "What about Dayu here?"

The old man crooked his mouth, and he smiled and said: "Dayu here, well, the county guard of a county has an atlas of several nearby counties, a state pastor of a state, and an atlas of several nearby states. If you want to talk about the atlas of the entire Pangea Continent, tsk, maybe no one can think about it except for the current human emperor!"

Don't beg silently, he frowned helplessly, and sighed: "Then, old man, do you know that there is such a place as Kumahara?"

The old man's miserable white eyes turned around, and he looked at Bei Qi in surprise and smiled: "Don't you know that there is a bear plain where the capital of Dayu is located?"

Bei Qi slapped his palm vigorously, and he smiled: "It turns out that the Dayu Capital is in Xiongyuan?

The old man shook his head bluntly: "It doesn't matter if the people of the human race go over. The immortal cultivator takes a step in and smashes it!"

The simple and direct answer made Bebeg's heart hold his breath for a while. It doesn't matter if the people of the human race go in and have Xiongyuan? If the immortal cultivators take a step in, they will be crushed? Beg asked a little resentfully: "Could it be that those immortal officials of the Heavenly Court will also be crushed when they enter?"

The old man nodded again and again: "Don't say that those immortal officials went in, there were Taiyi Golden Immortals who strayed into Youxiongyuan and were broken!"

Beg gasped and slapped his mouth with difficulty. He smiled dryly: "Where is the Taiyi Golden Immortal? that's, what kind of existence?"

The old man crooked his mouth and said with a smile: "Taiyi Golden Immortal is powerful, but if a person who cultivates immortals dares to enter the tens of billions of miles around the Dayu Capital, it will be the end." Unless it is an angel sent by the Great Heavenly Emperor in the Extreme Jade Pivot Ziwei Spirit in the Heavenly Court, the other immortals will enter and die, and they will die!"

Don't beg to be silent, he sighed, and took out a small pile of high-grade spirit stones: "Old man Youlao, give the boy a copy of the atlas of the nearby states, as well as the catalogue of the one hundred and eight fierce places around Dayu! Well, there is also a catalogue of those rare things, also give the kid a copy! Tsk, immortal cultivators are not allowed to enter the capital of Dayu? This is really boring!"

The blind old man smiled, and diligently took out a few jade books and a few jade slips and handed them to Beqi, and quickly put the high-grade spirit stone that Beqi put on the counter into his pocket. He smiled at Bei and said, "The idea that the guests want to travel to the Pangu Continent is good, young man, it is always good to walk around and see more! But those who cultivate immortals, it is best not to get close to the capital of the Yu Dynasty, the state city, the county town and the military garrisons, otherwise there will be a disaster of death." ”

With a snap of his mouth, Bei Qi shook his head, and casually took out a packet of the spiritual tea he had collected in Wanxian Star and handed it to the blind old man.

"That's it, let's think about it from the heavenly court!tsk, isn't it just a map?" Beg muttered a few words of complaint, and then said to the old man with a smile: "There is an old man, this tea is good, you, try this!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then took the tea bag with a smile, took out a bag of tea from the counter and handed it to Beg: "The guest is enthusiastic, after so many years, it is the first time that a guest has sent tea to the old man." Hmm, this tea smells. However, guests also try the old man's camellia, and the taste is not ordinary. ”

Don't beg to take the tea bag disappreciatively, and talk to the blind old man for a few more words, then shook his head, turned his head and walked out of the bookstore.

After walking a few steps down the street, Beg suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he looked back sharply, where is there a bookstore?

Originally, the neighbors of the bookstore were a restaurant and a butcher shop, but now the bookstore has disappeared without a trace, and the restaurant butcher shop is just next to it, and the business is booming.

A cool breath rushed up from the bottom of his heart, and he looked at the small bag of tea in his hand, and muttered in a low voice: "What the hell am I doing?"

Qingtian Bairì, don't beg for your own cultivation is like this, where does a ghost dare to appear in front of him?