The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Murong Chuan took into account the reaction of the gate guard soldiers, and was extremely satisfied with his performance.The next thing the soldier should do is to bow and inquire before sending him off respectfully.

Murong Chuan stood with his hands behind his back in satisfaction, and the soldier guarding the gate bowed and asked respectfully, "I don't know which cave you practice in?"

"It's not a sect, it's just Qinglian Cave."

Murong Chuan waved his hand casually, and the crowd around him gasped.

Qinglian Cave Heaven is one of the six Great Cave Heavens of the Hundred Zhou Dynasty, and it is a great blessing to be able to practice in it. The person in front of him is not called a great sect, so how big is his status.

"You are young and restrained, you are definitely a monk in the Sea of ​​​​Bitter Realm." An old man said in surprise.

"The disciples of the Dapai are self-cultivated, even when they treat the soldiers at the city gate, they are courteous." A middle-aged Confucian scholar praised.

"Hmph, what's the air? If I can enter the cave to practice, I will definitely be no worse than him."

A young man muttered in a low voice, while another teased: "I don't even feel angry, I really have the face to speak out."

Everyone commented and praised, and Murong Chuan was satisfied with unprecedented vanity.It's no wonder that many disciples who have been born and experienced experience will not want to leave after entering a big city.

The monk's sense of superiority in front of ordinary people is indeed irresistible.Disciples who want to be pleasing to the eye in the sect are masters in the secular world, and enjoy endless glory and wealth, and those who are not determined will not want to go back.

"Oh, the monks of Qinglian Cave, the entrance fee is 10 spirit stones."

The soldier who was originally respectful raised the entry fee by a million times after learning that he was a disciple of Qinglian Dongtian.Ten thousand taels of gold can't be exchanged for a spirit stone, and this soldier asked for 10 yuan when he opened his mouth. He was just looking for faults.

Everyone gasped again, and they all moved away and formed a circle, preparing to watch the excitement in their spare time.The monks are all arrogant. As a mortal soldier, he dared to be so provocative, and there will be a good show next.

Murong Chuan, who was enjoying himself, was almost choked to death by the soldiers.He finally pretended to be aggressive, but he was slapped in the face abruptly. This feeling is also drunk.

"Fuck me, Qinglian Cave Heaven disciples will be making trouble for no reason. It seems that Zi Luoyan didn't just make it up. What the hell, it's not asking for trouble, it's just provocation and slap in the face.

What the hell, I'm the blame man. First I took the blame for Murong Chuan, the dead ghost, and now I take the blame for Qinglian Dongtian. "

The more Murong Chuan thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Even if he stayed away from Qinglian Cave, he still couldn't escape the spell of Qinglian Cave.No matter where you go, Qinglian Cave will always bring trouble.

Thinking clearly about the cause and effect, Murong Chuan looked coldly at the soldiers in charge, and said, "Are you collecting city fees, or are you deliberately extorting money?"

The invisible evil spirit spread instantly, and the hearts of the two teams guarding the gate trembled, as if they were held on their necks by sharp knives, and cold sweat continued to flow down their necks.The coercion in the middle stage of the Sea of ​​​​Bitter Realm is actually something that a mortal can bear.

"Dao, fellow daoists, this is the rule. The entry fee is only so much. Please don't use your power to overwhelm others. There is another city thousands of miles away from Suqi County. Where is the entry fee cheap? Go there and try."

The lead soldier twisted his neck forcefully, the corners of his mouth twitched constantly, but he still finished his words after stumbling.

"Damn it, Qinglian Cave is so unpopular, these soldiers would rather die than change their words."

Murong Chuan complained frantically from the bottom of his heart, then withdrew his coercion, a sunny smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Hahahaha, Bai Zhou Dynasty really has no cowards."

Murong Chuan laughed suddenly, confusing the soldiers and onlookers, who didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd for a while.

"I came out to practice, and I heard that the disciples of Qinglian Cave are not welcome, so I robbed a disciple of Qinglian Cave, and changed into his clothes to play.

Unexpectedly, it not only verified the hearsay, but also proved that our officers and soldiers of the Hundred Zhou Dynasty were not afraid of power. I am very pleased. "

Murong Chuan patted the soldier on the shoulder appreciatively, with the eyes of an important court official examining his beloved general, seeing that the soldier was baffled by reality, and then his heart was full of joy.

He even thought that his chance had come, and he met the son of the rich and powerful who was traveling.Qinglian Cave Heaven disciples, although there are also tactful disciples, they never tease their sect.

"Where does the young master say, we are only doing things impartially, and we are not worthy of praise."

The soldier hurriedly clasped his fists in salute, with the posture of an elite soldier.No matter what the other party's status is, the monk's status will never escape.No matter what sect of monks, as long as they are monks, their status is extremely high.

They are not afraid of the disciples of Qinglian Cave, because there are people in the sky, as long as the disciples of Qinglian Cave dare to fight, there will be people with lofty ideals to fight against injustice.

They are not afraid of Qinglian Cave Heaven cultivator's outrageous attack, but that doesn't mean they are not afraid of other cultivators.

As long as the person in front of them claims not to be a disciple of Qinglian Cave Heaven, they will turn a blind eye, and no one will make trouble for themselves for no reason.

What's more, the young master in front of me, no matter how he talks or how he behaves, is full of nobility.Maybe he is really the son of a high official in the imperial court.

If he really came to test Suqi County's situation with respect to Qinglian Cave, then what he did today would be perfect.

"I heard that Suqi County is the Pearl of the South. I'd like to see it after traveling so far, but the entrance fee of 10 spirit stones..."

Murong Chuan murmured softly, and the soldier hastily bowed and made way for the way: "Young Master, please come in. Rules are dead, but people are alive."

"Well, very good." Murong Chuan walked forward with his hands behind his back, stopped after taking two steps and asked, "What's your name?"

"My subordinate is Han Li, No.13 city guard, captain of the eighth team."

The soldier roared excitedly, Murong Chuan nodded proudly, and disappeared into the crowd without looking back.The crowd watching the excitement around them lined up one after another when they saw that there was no excitement to watch, and paid money to enter the city in order.

"What is Bai Zhou Dynasty doing? To deal with Qinglian Cave Sky so blatantly, it's like tearing your face apart and going to war. When my aura broke out, I could still feel the breath of four or five early stages of the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness behind the city gate.

Once I hurt someone, they will take the opportunity to act chivalrously, using the righteousness of monks to hurt mortals, and give Qinglian Cave Heaven a shit basin.

If it weren't for the fear of being beaten up by people who are not good at learning, pretending to be a disciple of Qinglian Cave and hurting people is definitely a good way to ruin the reputation of Qinglian Cave. "

Murong Chuan murmured in his heart, turned to a place where there was no one, quickly took off his coat, and took off Qinglian Dongtian's exclusive bun, and mixed into the crowd again.

Although pretending to be the second generation ancestor is very enjoyable, but Qinglian Dongtian is so unpopular, Murong Chuan doesn't want to continue to take the blame.

He found a fabric shop, changed it from top to bottom from the inside to the outside, and reappeared as a handsome young nobleman.

He was wearing a maroon brocade python robe with a white curly moiré belt tied around his waist.A head of glossy black hair was tied behind his head, and a pair of melancholy and handsome eyes were embedded on his fair cheeks, like stars embedded in the night sky.

Although he is only 15 years old, his slender figure has already taken shape, and he is really handsome and handsome.