I rely on collecting five blessings to cultivate immortality

Chapter 210
Ren Zhen blew his whistle easily, and as he expected, this low-ranking elixir can be regarded as an ingenious workmanship in the small world.

"How many more do you have! I'll give you 100 million taels for each one!" the old man said excitedly.

Ren Zhen shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be helpless and said: "I just got this one by accident, and there will be no more."

"News! Any news related to it! I can pay for it!" The old man was trembling all over, his eyes gleaming.

Ren Zhen sighed, pretending to be deep and said: "For the sake of your sincerity, let me speak slowly..."

Ren Zhen casually told a story about falling off a cliff and unexpectedly finding a treasure. When he told the story of the treasure cave falling apart, the disappointed look on the old man's face made Ren Zhen a little bit unbearable, so he didn't charge him any more consulting fees.

He made an appointment with the pawn shop to come to pick up the document at this time tomorrow, and walked out the door happily carrying a stack of bank notes, wanting to take a stroll in the tea-horse market.

Ivy was very excited and ran around among the stalls and bought many items.Although Nogia didn't want to waste time in a place like this, she couldn't get through without a document, so she went to find a place to stay on her own.

Ren Zhen's pockets are full of money, and he has been a local tyrant for a while, and he and Ai Wei have visited almost every street.

The two strolled to a stall selling pancakes, and were immediately attracted by the aroma. Although the natives in this small world are not very good at cultivation, they are no worse than Tianting in other aspects.The two bought meat-stuffed pancakes and ate them on the street. They even pretended to bring some to Nuo Jiya to try.

Just as Ren Zhen took over the paper bag wrapped in pancakes, there was a commotion in the market.

"Get out of the way!" A few soldiers in black armor with long swords on their waists pushed the crowd away roughly, and the whole street was screaming and chaotic.

Three soldiers walked to the sesame seed stand and took out a piece of kraft paper with a white-haired old man drawn in black ink on it.

"Have you seen this person?" The person holding the portrait asked aloud.

Ren Zhen shook his head slightly in denial.

The stall owner complained a little, and whispered: "How many times a day do I have to ask..."

"Huh?" The grumbling sound reached the soldier's ears, and he went to lift the chopping board full of sesame seed cakes without saying a word.

"Master Bing can't do it! You can't do it! There's no way to sell it on the ground!" the stall owner wailed.

Ren Zhen frowned, grabbed the soldier's outstretched wrist, and asked, "Why are you setting up someone else's stall?"

The soldier never seemed to expect that he would be troubled, looked at Ren Zhen with some surprise, and said, "Who are you!"

Ren Zhen said indifferently: "An ordinary person who complains about this stall owner."

The soldier suddenly became anxious, and wanted to withdraw his arm, but he couldn't get rid of Ren Zhen's five fingers, and shouted: "You are a flat head, and you dare to interfere with military affairs! Brothers!"

The two soldiers behind him pulled out their long swords around their waists with a bang, and the gleaming iron blade made the stall owner collapse to the ground in fright.

Ren Zhen still didn't let go, looking coldly at the two people holding the knife.

"You still don't let go! Grandpa, I will take care of this beautiful chick today!" The soldier who was grabbed by the wrist looked angrily at the smiling Ivy.

When Ren Zhen heard this, he exerted a little force, and the crisp sound of fractures was heard.

"Ahhhh!"

Ren Zhen kicked the screaming soldier away, and the other two dared not do it again when they saw this, they helped the brothers on the ground and fled in a hurry, the black armor clanging.

People hiding in the hallway heard the sound and poked their heads out one after another. A big man suddenly shouted: "Hero!"

"well done!"

"Finally someone taught these sons of bitches a lesson!"

Ren Zhen smiled helplessly, not expecting that these people had already caused public resentment.Ivy picked up the fallen portrait of the soldier and asked casually: "Who are they arresting?"

The stall owner said from the side: "The person on this portrait is the former prince's mentor, Bailipei who was born in Absolute Sword Palace!"

Ren Zhen frowned and asked, "Why is the prince's mentor wanted?"

The stall owner shook his head and said, "The government charged him with rebellion, but it is rumored that this is a crime that the First Prince falsely accused."

"Elder Prince?"

"It seems that the two of you are not from Beiyan, and you don't know about this. What the hero doesn't know is that the current prince is the emperor's second son who has just turned eight years old. The eldest prince has always been dissatisfied with this and has attracted a group of people. , trying to pull the prince down. The two factions of the imperial court are constantly fighting and restraining each other. Even in this tea horse market, the officials are taking sides. The black-armored soldiers just now are the Xuanjia Army of the eldest prince's faction. .”

Ren Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth, it seems that no matter where the world is, there are always intrigues.He picked up the wrapped biscuits, and paid the stall owner a sum of money as compensation for the trouble, and left the market with Ivy, he didn't have the time to take care of these bad things.

The two of them didn't go far, and found the inn that Nuojiya had booked, and went back to their rooms to rest.

After dinner, Ren Zhen finally escaped from Ivy's clutches and returned to his room. He struggled to calm down his hot mind and began another night spent in practice.

There was a faint purple awn in the room, Ren Zhen sat cross-legged on the bed, the moon was hanging high outside the paper window, and the night was getting dark.

Since the last breakthrough, Ren Zhen was about to hit the bottleneck again and felt something was not good.Although there is plenty of spiritual energy in this small world, this speed is too abnormal. If it continues, I will soon be unable to bear the side effects of "dysmenorrhea".

Just as he was thinking about whether to ask Senior Ji when he went back, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the inn.

"Baili Xi! Where are you running!" The shouts and the sound of drawing knives continued.

"Baili Xi..." Ren Zhen thought of the portrait in Baitianfang City and got out of bed, wanting to take a closer look.

In a dark narrow alley, a strong white-haired old man was surrounded by enemies on all sides. The alleys on both sides were blocked by black-armored soldiers. A tall man with a tassel on his helmet who looked like a soldier slowly approached with a knife. Baili Xi.

"Surrender quickly! Where did you hide the man?" the man with the tassel asked sharply.

The white-haired old man drew out the long sword at his waist, but did not reply, his eyes kept jumping on both sides of the alley, as if he was thinking about where to break through.

Ren Zhen raised his eyebrows and was about to open the window and go out to rescue him, but someone held his shoulders down.

"Don't cause trouble." Nuojiya's cold face was illuminated by the moonlight, and a jade hand had already patted Ren Zhen's shoulder at some point.

"Don't worry, the night is so dark, they can't remember my appearance." Ren Zhen turned around and said.

"No." Nuo Jiya said coldly.

Ren Zhen sighed helplessly and took his hands away from the window lattice. Nogia saw this and let go of his shoulders.

A faint sound of thunder sounded, and Ren Zhen suddenly twisted his body and jumped out of the window in an instant.

Nuo Jiya looked at the remaining purple awns in the room, but there was still no expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)