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"Old man, you misunderstood."

The voice from under the hood was a little relieved, and then the man raised his hand, and gently squeezed it in front of the old casual cultivator, the light of a treasure ring flashed in front of the latter's eyes, the voice It sounded again:

"This treasure ring in my hand is enough to buy three Xiaoyao markets like this one in front of me. I don't want to go to war for this small market."

After finishing speaking, Sun Qian under the black hood showed a smile, and the voice continued:

"I don't like this little Xiaoyao City, or even the entire Liusha County. You can rest assured that we just want to find someone to talk to. If I guess correctly, the person behind the Xiaoyao Market is not in a good situation. Not good, because some sects in the Central Plains who are not strong may have a strong interest in this place, after all, the children of these sects like to conquer the most."

After this steady voice fell, the old casual cultivator really changed his face, and then the leader in black robe held a note in his hand and handed it to the old man in front of him, the voice continued to ring in the latter's ear:

"Bring this note to the person behind this market. We will take a stroll in this square tonight. If you want to understand, you can come to me directly."

After finishing speaking, Sun Qian raised his hand and patted the old casual cultivator on the shoulder, and the group of three walked along the long street, leaving the old casual cultivator alone to think for a long time, and finally stamped his feet fiercely, tightly Holding the note in his hand, he quickly ran towards a building in the city.

After about a hundred breaths, on the long street shrouded in colorful lights, three people who had trekked here from Shenxian City were walking forward at a leisurely pace.

Then Song Xinhao, who was watching casual cultivators coming and going in and out of the building in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and asked:

"Sun Sicheng, do you think this old casual cultivator will bring our book to the people behind Xiaoyao Market?"

"Yes, because he has no choice. The monks of the Sitianjian have observed the old man. He has wandered around the mansion dozens of times, but he has never entered. This shows that he is powerless and anxious."

After Sun Qian beside Song Xinhao finished speaking, he stopped in front of a vendor and reached out to pick up a small wooden sculpture.

I saw that although this wooden carving was dilapidated, some clues could still be seen vaguely. It depicted a fairy-like figure with a beautiful face.

Afterwards, the stall owner saw that there was a business coming to his door, and immediately regained his spirits, opened his mouth and said:

"Your Excellency has good eyesight. It is said that this wood carving depicts the appearance of the first generation of the city lord of our Xiaoyao City, Xiaoyao Sanren. He is a strange person in our wandering and scattered cultivators. Until now, many people are impressed by his deeds and regarded as idols." .”

After the stall owner's words fell, Sun Qian's eyes moved under the black hood, and he turned around and handed the wood carving in his hand to Song Xinhao, who continued with a leaky voice:

"Countless history tells us that the easiest way to rule a region quickly is to create a statue of faith and a god. Perhaps, we can start with this free and unrestrained person."

Chapter 1434

"My lords' words are in a cloud of fog, but I can't understand them."

In Xiaoyao City Market in Liusha County, the owner of the stall where Sun Qian and others were located was a wandering casual cultivator who looked not very old. His right arm was directly cut off, but his face was still kind. Looking at the extremely mysterious three people in front of him, the voice continued to sound:

"However, in the era when the free and unfettered people lived, he is indeed the god of our casual cultivators. Although every time, there will be some wandering casual cultivators who have achieved success due to chance, but at most they are only masters. The Venerable Master in the Birth and Death Realm was immediately recruited by some so-called big forces."

As soon as the vendor's words came out, Song Xinhao, who was wearing a black robe, got a little interested, and then asked:

"According to what you said, fellow daoist, could it be that this Xiaoyao Sanren has cultivated to the upper realm of the gods on land?"

"That's natural, maybe more than that, it is said that this Xiaoyao Sanren's cultivation has even reached the realm of reaching the sky, and his face is so beautiful that it has attracted the pursuit of countless great practitioners in the entire land of Taixuan.

"What's even more legendary is that she only revealed her true face once in her life in Happy City. At that time, the countless miles of yellow sand raging in the entire Quicksand County were directly suspended in mid-air because of the former's perfect and peerless face. It no longer flows, and the wood carving in your hand was carved by the people who saw it at that time, and it has been handed down to this day."

After finishing speaking, perhaps in order to better sell his items, the casual cultivator then continued to add:

"Your Excellency does not know that this woodcarving of Xiaoyao Sanren was handed down from the ancestors. It is already out of print. You can't even find another one in the whole market. If you miss this village, there will be no such shop."

The casual cultivator's voice hadn't finished yet, but Sun Qian in front of him had already put down the wooden carving, and led the two people behind him away. This made the former look anxious, and he raised his hand and shouted:

"Hey, fellow daoist, don't leave, I'm selling it cheap, how much can you directly offer?"

However, no matter how the broken-arm monk called, from Shenxian City along the coast of the North Sea, across the entire Beihai County, and down south to Xiaoyao City, the three of them, Sun Qian and Sun Qian, at Daxia Honglu Temple, continued walking along the street without looking back. .

"Sun Sicheng, according to the few words of the casual cultivator from the stall owner just now, it can be seen that among the casual cultivators in Xiaoyao City, that Xiaoyao Sanren has a very high prestige, and even now, these people are still making a fuss about him."

After a few breaths, the three of them turned into another street, and then Song Xinhao's youthful voice sounded. At this time, the street where they were located was lined with small vendors who had stopped just now.

What's worth mentioning is that in front of these street vendors, there are exactly the same woodcarvings of Xiaoyao Sanren just now, arranged so densely that there are too many to count.

Under such a situation, Song Xinhao under the hood showed a strong strange color, and then continued to open his mouth to spit out a sentence:

"Good guy, there are too many wood carvings of Xiaoyao Sanren handed down from our ancestors, right?"

"According to His Majesty's words, the so-called economy is simply buying and selling. However, Xiaoyao City is surrounded by yellow sand and wasteland, and there are only a handful of things that can be bought and sold. This woodcarving business is also taking advantage of the opportunity of Beihai. It was just formed after the influx of monks."

After the response from Sun Qian, the Prime Minister of Daxia Honglu Temple, he raised his head, looked around in front of him, and then said:

"However, you are right about one thing. This Xiaoyao Sanren's status in Sanxiu's mind is indeed extraordinary, and this minister has a faint hunch that the person behind the Xiaoyao Market Market may be the same as the legendary Xiaoyao Sanren. , has some relationship."

After Sun Qian's words fell, Tie Zhu, the night-dire tree spirit guard beside him who was extremely tall but had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and a deep voice sounded:

"There is no particularly strong aura of great monks found in Xiaoyao City, but there is one thing worth noting, and that is the enchantment outside and inside Xiaoyao City around us."

After finishing speaking, Tie Zhu stretched out his right hand, pointing to the outside of the market, the misty starlight enchantment that separates the yellow sand and wind, the voice continued to ring in everyone's ears:

"This enchantment contains an extremely powerful source of power, and there is even a faint will hidden in it. This will is very hidden, but the realm of the core of the law is extremely high."

As soon as Tie Zhu's thick voice came out, Sun Qian and Song Xinhao looked at each other, and they both saw a little shock in each other's eyes.

After that, Sun Qian, who was missing half of his teeth, showed a strong interest in his black eyes, and uttered a sentence directly:

"If there are still some unknown secrets hidden in Happy City, it will become more and more interesting!"

As soon as the words fell, a familiar figure appeared directly at the end of the street. It was the old casual cultivator who had left in a hurry before, and then the old casual cultivator trotted all the way to the front of Sun Qian and the three of them. outgoing:

"Your Excellencies, my master read the note you wrote earlier, and would like to treat you to a cup of tea, please come with me."

After finishing speaking, the old casual cultivator took the lead to lead the way, and unconsciously, his walking body bent lower, and the voice that continued to sound became more and more respectful:

"My master runs a restaurant in this market, and his small business may not be able to catch the eyes of these big men like you."

"Whether it can enter our eyes or not, we have to see it before we know."

In the voice of Sun Qian who spoke, there was still no excessive emotion, and then he paused, and suddenly continued to ask:

"I want to know that the obscuring light barrier around here is also related to the master behind you, right?"

After this questioning voice sounded, the old casual cultivator in front of him fell into silence for a while. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and nodded directly:

"Your Excellency is really good-sighted. My master's family is in decline, and now I can gain a firm foothold in Xiaoyao Market by relying on this enchantment. In fact, in Xiaoyao City, because of the existence of sandstorms that cover the sky and block out the sun, the person who protects the market The enchantment is particularly important, once something goes wrong, it will be a disaster for the entire gathering place of wandering cultivators."

"Then the second question, what is the relationship between this enchantment and the master behind you, and the former Xiaoyao Sanren?"

Perhaps it was already planned to break the pot, but when faced with Sun Qian's second question, the old Sanxiu didn't hesitate too much, and explained directly:

"The direct descendant of that Xiaoyao Sanren in this city is my master."

"So that's the case, then everything can be said to make sense. In this way, it saves us a lot of effort and time."

The voice from under Sun Qian's hood contained a hint of excitement, and then his forward steps paused slightly, followed by a voice that sounded like a thunderbolt from the blue sky to the old casual cultivator in front of him:

"Actually, I like to communicate with smart people, because time is extremely important to us.

"Since the master behind you is so sincere, we have to express it. You have been persecuted so badly by those sects stranded in Xiaoyao City, so how about we kill them first and then talk? "

As soon as Sun Qian's words fell, the burly and black-cloaked night-dire tree-spirited health iron pillar instantly disappeared in place.

Chapter 1435 Snow Lotus in the Desert

"Take a look, take a look, the biggest treasure tonight is a Dingfeng Pearl from Fufeng County in the Central Plains!"

In the central area of ​​Xiaoyao City Market, on the outskirts of a large shop, a young, beautiful, and tall female casual cultivator stood on a high platform, under the bright light, her red lips opened, and she uttered a smile. A very provocative shout.

Then the gorgeous female cultivator on the stage looked around at the crowds of casual cultivators gathered below, showing a mysterious smile, and then the female cultivator opened her hand and tore off the cloth beside her, revealing It has a red body with small swirling beads inside.

"My dear brothers, I am sure you are no stranger to the function of this wind-fixing bead. As long as you wear this bead on your body, you can isolate the strong wind. The environment is all floating clouds!

"The auction of this bead will start now, the one with the highest price will win!"

There is a strong allure in the voice of this beautiful female cultivator, and the effect of the fixed wind bead also made the eyes of the numerous casual cultivators below brighten, raising their hands to bid, what's more, after going up, their faces were red. , Smash all the wealth in it.

At the same time, in the inner room of the shop, two young men in brocade clothes were leaning on a bed, squinting their eyes, and then a disdainful voice sounded:

"Ants are ants. Just a small wind-fixing bead can make these people fight to the death. If they come up with some more advanced things, wouldn't they be able to completely rule these loose cultivators?"

After the voice fell, another disciple of the sect beside him sat up slightly, and the response sounded:

"Except for this boring life and the extremely harsh environment of practice, it's not bad for me to be a king of the mountain in Xiaoyao City, but this place is too boring. When the little girl follows, we have to bring people back Zongnan is going down."

When the words "little girls" were mentioned, the eyes of the two people in the room lit up at the same time, showing strong possessiveness, and then another young man spat on the ground, and the voice continued:

"Brother, you and I don't have a high status among the core disciples of the sect. Once you return to the sect like deserters this time, you will lose your tongue and you won't be able to hold your head up in the future. According to me, just don't do anything. Don't stop, don't leave in Happy City!"

As soon as this remark came out, the older monk beside him immediately turned his head and scolded:

"You'd better think about it before you say this. No matter how low our status in the sect is, we are still disciples of the sect. If you want to stay in this small town of casual cultivators, you will undoubtedly completely defect from the sect and become a ghost like a lonely ghost." Like a wandering casual cultivator?

"Let's not talk about whether the sect will send someone to execute you. If you leave the cultivation resources given by the sect every month and stay in this northern wasteland, your cultivation will be difficult to move, stupid!"

The elder sect cultivator was merciless in his speech, then he looked into the eyes of his brother in front of him, and continued to speak high-level words word by word:

"One more thing, I'm ugly, if you dare to attack that little girl, I'll break your leg. This person is a gift I'm going to give to the elders of the sect. Can we keep it after we return to the sect? The position of inner disciple depends entirely on this Shui Ling girl.

"So put away the crooked thoughts in your heart, otherwise, even if you are my own brother, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The elder brother monk's fierce words fell, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, because the younger brother who was expected to be furious was still leaning on the soft bed at this time, without saying a word.

Then the former stretched out his hand and pushed the young monk in front of him. Just as he was about to continue speaking, his complexion suddenly changed, because a huge human head fell directly from the neck of the figure in front of him, and at the same time, the gushing blood shot straight to the sky It rose and splashed in every corner of the room.

"Who is it, who is it, come out, come out to me!"

A strange cry with infinite horror came from the mouth of the young sect disciple, and then behind him, a figure shrouded in a black robe appeared like a ghost, and then the figure raised his hand forward, and a ray of divine power passed by , the body of the former slowly fell to the ground.

"Congratulations to this monk, you won this precious wind-fixing bead at the highest price, and from now on, the Liusha County will be unimpeded!"

On the high platform outside the shop, the impassioned voice of the glamorous female cultivator rang in the ears of countless fanatical casual cultivators in Xiaoyao Market, but what no one knew was that in the darkness they couldn't see, there were a group of sages from Shenzhou Hao. The ghost god of death from Tu Daxia is harvesting the lives of a large number of sect disciples stranded in Xiaoyao City.

The blood stained in the hands of each of the elite Si Tianjian scouts of the Great Xia is incalculable, so this obliteration, at the very beginning, was actually over.

At the same time, on the outskirts of this hot shop where Fengzhu was auctioned off, Lao Sanxiu led Sun Qian and the three of them, passed through the dense crowd of people, and continued walking towards the depths of the long street, and then the former's old voice sounded :

"Ladies and gentlemen, although my master was once a descendant of Xiaoyao Sanren, but by this time, he has already declined. I hope you will not dislike him later."

This voice with a little helplessness fell, and the old casual cultivator's somewhat hunched figure stopped in front of a small inn at the end of the long street, then stepped forward to push open the door of the inn, raised his hand and said:

"Please."

Outside the door of this inn deep in the street, there were only a few weak lights on, and it looked extremely dilapidated and depressed. Afterwards, Sun Qian withdrew his gaze and stepped into the door first.

There is a small aisle behind the door, and at the end of the aisle is a small lobby. Inside the lobby, a few candles are lit, emitting a faint light.

After a few breaths, in the dim light shining outward in the lobby, the figures of Sun Qian and Song Xinhao slowly walked in. At the same time, a beautiful figure who had been waiting in the lobby slowly raised its head.

In the next breath, several gazes that should not have met in the first place suddenly intertwined in the lobby.

Then Sun Qian flashed a glimpse of appreciation in his eyes under the black robe and hood, and said admiringly:

"What a beautiful girl."

I saw a beautiful girl sitting quietly in the lobby. The girl's eyebrows are picturesque, and her skin is as white as jade, just like the purest snow lotus flower in the world. An urge to care.

At the same time, like Sun Qian at this time, he would open his mouth and let out a heartfelt exclamation, lamenting that such a holy and perfect snow lotus can grow in this barren land full of yellow sand.

The girl was silent, but everyone felt that her voice must be heavenly, and it was true. After Sun Qian's voice fell, the former in the lobby opened her red lips lightly, and a very pleasant voice sounded:

"I am a snow lotus flower growing in the desert. The strong wind blows the skirt and the yellow sand behind me. If I am destined to be picked, can I meet one request."

After saying this, the girl paused slightly, and the voice continued:

"Can I find a piece of pure land after I lose my function, and live quietly until I die?"

Chapter 1436 The Wind Rises in Happy City

When a solitary snow lotus flower blooms alone on the yellow desert desert, its fate is mostly poignant and regrettable.

And no matter how hidden the latter is, in the eyes of caring people, it is still extremely conspicuous. In many cases, as long as it is glanced at, the desire to possess will arise.

On this night of chaos and howling winds, when this snow lotus in the desert met the officials of Daxia Honglu Temple for the first time, she made a request. Sun Qian of Si Sicheng just nodded and responded:

"The filth of the yellow sand is not worthy of the holiness of the snow lotus. There should be a place for the snow lotus to exist in the snow lotus. I, Daxia, need a snow lotus that makes all the casual practitioners in the Taixuan land fanatical.

"And after all the dust settles, I will ask His Majesty to find a lake for you, and let you go boating on it. You don't have to go ashore for the rest of your life."

The first meeting between Sun Qian and the girl was extremely simple and quick. What Daxia and the young emperor Zhao Yu behind the former needed most now was time, and for the girl who was already on the edge of a cliff, she didn't have much choice. room.

In the lobby of the small inn, two burning candles crackled rhythmically, and then the extremely burly figure of the dryad guard Tie Zhu walked into the lobby from the aisle.

Tie Zhu held a huge black cloth bag in his hand, and at the same time, an extremely strong smell of blood gushed out from the cloth bag, permeating the entire lobby in a blink of an eye.

Then Tie Zhu lifted the cloth bag without opening his mouth, but gently placed it on the desk in front of him, and immediately after that, streams of fresh blood continued to flow out of the bag.

In the next breath, Sun Qian raised his right hand, tapped lightly on the desk in front of him, and made two thuds.

These two crisp knocking sounds were not loud, but they carried a strong power like a judge's decision. Then Sun Qian's eyes under the black robe focused on the beautiful face of the girl in front of him, and the steady voice continued: