The bearded man shook his head and said, "Don't worry." After what happened just now, no matter how bold they are, they don't dare to say anything nonsense. Moreover, even if the news spread, it would never reach the ears of the elders. After all, it's just groundless news, and I haven't seen anyone, who dares to report it indiscriminately?"

The Scarface Monk laughed, "Exactly, exactly. In the end, Brother Huang is insightful. The little brother is not as good as it. With that, the two melted into the crowd and disappeared.

Mo Chong looked at the backs of the two of them in the distance, his eyes flashing. In fact, he had been standing there and had not left, and Mo Chong naturally heard the conversation between the two without landing a word in his ears. If the two of them don't release the news of their appearance, it will naturally be good for him. However, the fact that so many monks would appear here also surprised Mo Chong.

'Is it going forward or is it going back?'

Mo Chong frowned. Originally, his plan was to escape from the Muzu Temple and flee at full speed immediately. But now that there were so many low-level monks here, Mo Chong hesitated. For this environment, can he hide in it? Or just go the opposite way and hide in the Dream Source Ancient City? Everyone thought that he would flee and hide in the Dream Source Ancient City, can he avoid a catastrophe?

While thinking, Mo Chong took out a black robe from the storage bag and put it on his body. Then, Mo Chong tossed his hair loose, then grabbed a handful of dirt and wiped it on his face. In any case, it is necessary to change his image first, and the cloak of invisibility can't let him hide for long. After a short period of effort, Mo Chong's appearance has also changed greatly. Unless he really came to the front and carefully identified it, no one would be able to guess the messy hair in front of him. The man with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes is Mo Chong.

"Come on, come on! Let's take a look at that! This is the villain's ancestral secret recipe 'Heavenly King Baibaodan'! Specializing in the treatment of all kinds of sword cuts, poisonous sores, nameless swelling and pain. It is a must-have medicine for home travel, killing people and killing people!"

"Red flint, iron essence, muscovite ore! Hurry up!"

"Round steel shield, cross steel shield, rhino skin shield, snakeskin shield! There are all grades of high, medium and low! Only sell at cost price, don't miss it when you pass by!"

On both sides of the road, the shouts of various stalls came to Mo Chong's ears one after another. At this time, Mo Chong had already made a decision to leave the Dream Source Ancient City. Whether it is mixed in with the Qi cultivation period cultivators, or hiding in the Dream Source Ancient City. When the people waiting outside can't wait for him to appear, they will inevitably search for him from the outside to the interior. Even if he had an invisible cloak, he would definitely not be able to hide it from the eyes and ears of the monks of the Yudan period. Rather than wait until then, it is better to leave before being encircled. But before that. Mo Chong still wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the gathering of many monks.

"How do you sell these talismans?"

Mo Chong soon saw a stall selling talismans among the many stalls, and immediately stepped forward and asked. The monks who set up stalls here are basically Qi cultivation period monks, and the talismans on the stalls are naturally only low-level and intermediate-level. But that's enough in Mo Chong. Although low- and middle-level talismans cannot defeat the enemy, they can hide people's eyes and ears and delay time. On the way to escape, one more moment, the result will be very different.

The person who sold the talisman was a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt, and he glanced at Mo Chong, but he didn't mean to answer Mo Chong. He just shook his head and said, "These talismans are all refined by famous masters. It's so expensive, you can't afford it. ”

Mo Chong smiled and said, "No matter how expensive it is, there is a price after all." Maybe you can buy one or two of those?"

When the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt heard this, he looked at Mo Chong a few more times, and finally spoke: "The middle-level talisman is all ninety spirit stones. There are twenty spirit stones for low-level attack talismans and eighteen spirit stones for low-level defense talismans. Ten spirit stones. A blank talisman with five spirit stones. After speaking, he added: "No two prices." ”

Mo Chong nodded. casually grabbed a small black leather bag containing spirit stones from his arms, threw it in front of the middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt, and then grabbed a pile of talismans from the stall and carried it into his arms.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt changed his complexion first. However, before stopping Mo Chong's move, he still grabbed the small black leather pocket in front of him and opened it to take a look. And just at this glance, the expression on the face of the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt immediately turned into shock.

Mo Chong didn't care about this, and quickly cleaned up the talismans on the stall, and after a while, except for the blank talismans, transmission notes, and low-level defense talismans, there were no other talismans left on the stall.

"Anything else?" Mo Chong raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt and said lightly.

Hearing Mo Chong's question, the middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt woke up from his shock, shook his head, and said apologetically: "This...... There are no more. The talismans in the lower hand are already here. If you still have the heart, you might as well leave an address. After refining a new talisman, you can send it to you. ”

Mo Chong shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer...... That's not necessary. ”

When the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt heard this, he showed a look of extreme disappointment, so he could only take out the number of spirit stones corresponding to the talisman taken by Mo Chong from the small black leather pocket, and return the small leather bag to Mo Chong.

The stall owners of several stalls next to them saw Mo Chong's big money in buying talismans, and everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. A lean man immediately spoke: "Oh, this little brother! I have a Longquan sword here, but it is refined with the fragments of the magic weapon of the Jiedan monk!

A short and fat monk beckoned, "This friend, at first glance, you are a well-informed person, have you ever heard of 'Jade Returning Dan'?"

Another person even grabbed a yellow dazzling armor on his stall directly, and approached Mo Chong to sell it: "Look, look! Look at this color, look at this texture, my yellow dragon armor has been hidden for thirty or forty years, just waiting to meet a master." Friend, this is made for you!What are you hesitating about!?"

Of course, Mo Chong couldn't look down on these things, so he naturally rejected them one by one. Finally sent everyone away, and a woman's voice behind him said, "Can my friend take a step to speak?"

Mo Chong was already a little impatient at this time, and when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "Didn't I say ......" Halfway through the words, it was a pause. Because Mo Chong had already seen the face of the person who spoke. It was a very ugly face, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and a numb face, but a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars. It's Su Yun! Su Yun actually appeared here.

Su Yun had obviously recognized Mo Chong, and after glancing at him, he said lightly, "Follow me." With that, he turned and walked away. (To be continued......)