"Is this true?"

"As the city lord of the Golden Immortal is dead, even if it is a fact, I won't believe it!"

"Aren't they cultivating a spiritual realm, and they can also die? Isn't it only the Heavenly Tribulation that will urge their lives?"

"If this is a sneak attack, it may not be possible!"

"That's right! I once heard of a middle-level monk sneaking up on the Mahayana, and the thunder method could destroy the Mahayana body, but in the end, he missed it, and was countered by this Mahayana, extracted his soul and refined his soul, and tortured him to death after the thousand-year-old Yuan was exhausted!"

"Ahem, I don't think it's better to discuss this matter, so as not to get burned!"

"Yes!"

The voices of the crowd gradually stopped, and the middle-level young man also swallowed a sip of spirit wine slightly, and then put away his somewhat flamboyant gaze. However, he exchanged glances with the monk opposite, and after a few words, he finally got up and left, taking the remaining half of the jug of wine.

Seeing this, Xue Zhen shook his head, he felt that this matter was really strange, so he once again inspired the array of thoughts, and the figure of the divine thought disappeared on the forbidden curtain of his box, and the next moment it completely disappeared without a trace.

In the next two days, Xue Zhen was still sitting in the teahouse box, and asked for a few pots of spiritual tea again, while tasting tea, he continued to listen to many strange things from below, Xue Zhen listened to them all, but there were not many things that made him more interested. On the contrary, the talk of the death of the lord of the castle came and went, and there was no intention of stopping.

Two days later, Xue Zhen deliberately stimulated this array of thoughts, and the Divine Thoughts figure had returned, and suddenly returned to Xue Zhen's Divine Consciousness Sea, and Xue Zhen also had an understanding of this matter.

The personnel of the Xianmen, those armor soldiers are indeed talking about this matter, and there is no trace of this Dianyue City lord inside and outside the Xianmen, and some armor soldiers mentioned that he went in, but he did not see it. The dark green gauze skirt woman Yu Ling and Li Chaohai were not in the Xianmen, and there were only two other people in the Xianmen, but they couldn't see any clues. There is also a lot of discussion inside and outside the Xianmen, and it seems that most of this matter is true.

Sensing this, Xue Zhen shook his head unconsciously, as a city lord, even if he has good resources, there are people who can listen to him, but what he pays is often disproportionate to what he gains. Drunken dreams of the past. The current Jin Shaoyuan is like this, and now this Jin Immortal Jin Shaoyuan has died, and Xue Zhen is also embarrassed.

"Xue boy, what do you think about this?" Obviously, Wan Su also learned about this from some discussions on the street, and asked loudly.

"Brother Wan, what do you think?" Xue Zhen asked without answering.

"It may be that I offended an immortal monarch and was killed in an instant!" Wan Su calculated.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen's face did not change, but he expressed in his heart that he did not agree, no matter how unwise an immortal monarch was, he would not make a move on this golden immortal, or a golden immortal assigned by the immortal sect. It's not a trivial matter to be discovered. It would be possible to punish one or two, but to kill, Xue Zhen felt that the possibility was extremely weak.

The two were speechless, and Xue Zhen continued to taste the spirit tea. Continue to wait in the teahouse, waiting for those who will wait.

After another half a day, a yellow-faced man appeared outside Xue Zhen's door, and this person popped out a magic trick and fell on the door to the legal ban. Xue Zhen let him in, and the yellow-faced man immediately gave Xue Zhen a big gift.

This yellow-faced man was the middle-level monk who was selling the cesium of 100 steels at the beginning, and now his cultivation is progressing. He has become a high-level monk, and he has a vague state of being able to impact the Mahayana. Xue Zhen nodded and gave a look, and the middle-level monk sat opposite Xue Zhen.

"Senior Xue, recruit the small one, but for the sake of 100 steel cesium?"

"That's right, you've been busy cultivating for a while, have you forgotten this stubble?" Xue Zhen said with a smile.

"The little ones don't dare! It's all up to Xue's predecessors, and the small ones are today. After receiving Senior Xue's message, Xiao made some preparations, and immediately came to meet Senior Xue!" said the yellow-faced man in a loud voice.

"How much did you bring this time?" Xue Zhen asked in a loud voice.

"Three times as much as last time!"

The yellow-faced man immediately took out three storage rings and put them on the table, Xue Zhen was about to ingest them, and the yellow-faced man stopped Xue Zhen with a word "senior".

"Senior, can the value of this 100 steel cesium increase by one or two?"

"What's the matter, have you found someone more bold than Xue?" Xue Zhen pondered for a moment and replied in a faint voice.

"No...... It's not like this, it's just that the small ones are really lacking spirit stones, I hope Senior Xue can look at the face of this hundred steel cesium and give some rewards!" The yellow-faced man immediately showed a bitter face and said lightly.

At this moment, Xue Zhen picked up the three storage rings and carefully checked them, the quality of the 100 steel cesium was not much different from the last time, he did not immediately put away the 100 steel cesium, but focused on the yellow-faced man, and said with a little thought:

"You, 100 steel cesium, Xue Mou has already given a lot of premium, and you can't find anyone who can quote this price. Moreover, your needs are your problem, and it has nothing to do with Xue, if you don't think it's worth it, you can go!"

"No...... No...... No...... The small one doesn't mean that, the small one doesn't mean that, and I ask Senior Xue to forgive me, forgive me......"

The yellow-faced man who was a bit of a slippery man knew that he couldn't hold Xue Zhen's heart, and if he was really given up by Xue Zhen, he would have to sit on these "useless" 100 steel cesium, of course, what he didn't want to see.

However, at this time, Xue Zhen had a faint coldness on his red face, looking at the yellow-faced man, making him shudder a little, and his body retreated slightly, not daring to touch Xue Zhen's eyes, but Xue Zhen said loudly to the yellow-faced man in a cold tone:

"Now, if you want Xue to store these hundred steel cesium, you must add a condition!"

"Senior Xue, what conditions?"

"It's you looking for the source of this hundred steel cesium!"

"What, how can this be ......," the yellow-faced man cried out.

The yellow-faced man's face was already worried, but now he was even more surprised, looking at Xue Zhen, not only did his original wishful thinking not start, but he also seemed to be beaten by Xue Zhen. After thinking about it, the yellow-faced man asked tentatively:

"How much does Senior Xue plan to buy this news?"

When Xue Zhen heard this, he immediately shook out a stone on the table, a stone familiar to a yellow-faced man, and an ordinary fairy spirit stone.

Seeing this, the yellow-faced man couldn't help but swallow a cool breath, the original cultivation was not easy, but now he made a mistake to get to such a situation.

"If you don't want to, take your belongings and go!"

Xue Zhen said this coldly, and then, he picked up the teacup, the spiritual tea fell into his mouth, and tasted the tea again, leaving only this yellow-faced man with an uncertain face, still thinking hard. (To be continued......)