I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"Mucheng is located at the intersection of Tianhua Sect, Jiuxuan Sect, and Wenxin Sect. The city is huge and there are many monks coming and going, so it is quite lively."

"The most important thing is that Mucheng happens to have the auction house of Mingyue Trading Company. By the way, counting the time, it seems that Zhongzhou's martial arts competition is just recently, right?"

After walking slowly for more than ten days, we could almost see Mucheng right ahead.

As a reluctant host, the little fat man was very enthusiastic in his introduction.

"A competition in martial arts?" Mu Yiqiu was holding her beloved sword box and wiping it. Hearing this, she raised her head in confusion.

"Oh, actually it is a competition specially prepared for special monks such as formation masters, talisman masters, alchemists, spiritual machine masters, and weapon refiners. It is held every five years. It is quite solemn. A big city like Mucheng is probably the place for selection. One of my sons, it should still be the primary election now, right?"

The little fat man said casually.

"Is the spiritual master among them?" Ning Ruan put down the spiritual fruit she was still chewing and became interested.

The little fat man turned to look at her and nodded, "Yes, but the cleverness is useless. Not many people participate in the competition or pay attention to this competition. Even if you come out on top, you can only get some rewards. , of no practical use.”

Ning Ruan "..." Fortunately, her senior brother is not here.

Otherwise, he should be very interested in talking to the little fat man about whether Lingji is useful.

"Miss Ning, you don't want to participate, do you?" The little fat man stared at her in surprise, "In addition to being able to write novels, you are also a spiritual master?"

"I'm not."

Click.

Ning Ruan took another bite of the spiritual fruit.

"Even if it is, I won't participate. I don't need their reward."

waste time.

After all the things she had snatched but had no use for were auctioned off, she would still have to find the headquarters of the Soul-Eating Pavilion.

This is what you should do next!

"..." The little fat man felt a little worried.

It turns out that he is the most prodigal and heroic person in the world.

But when it came to Miss Ning, he really felt like he was being suppressed everywhere.

……

The closer we get to Mucheng, the more monks there are.

Ning Ruan's Ruifengxiang Cloud Chariot is the focus of everyone's attention no matter when and where it appears.

Whether it's the chariot itself or what's behind the chariot, it's hard not to pay attention to the fact that it's almost becoming known throughout the country.

Fortunately, Ning Ruan is used to it.

Geng Er and others who were traveling with him were even more used to it.

After living for most of my life, these days are the most unrestrained.

Every day, there are countless treasures from heaven and earth to eat at will.

Among them are delicacies packaged and taken away from the delicacies.

Good food, good wine, everything you need.

Geng Er communicated with the first few people who served as guards more than once.

"I seem to be addicted to being a guard, and I actually want to keep doing it."

"...What Fellow Daoist Geng said is absolutely true. Alas, I never thought that one day, I would get more from being a guard for Miss Ning than from being an elder in a large sect."

"It's also freer. After being a guard for so long, I can only count the number of times I've taken action. It's like I took something for nothing and didn't do anything..."

"It's a pity that Lao Mo died so miserably."

As soon as Geng Er thought of Mo Jiang, he couldn't help but feel infinite emotion.

Fortunately, I didn't turn against the other party in the first place.

If there were no corpses left now, I'm afraid he would be among them...

Just when Geng Er was frightened for a while, Mucheng finally arrived.

It was probably because the ostentation was too big and the chariots were too luxurious. When they entered Mucheng, even the soldiers protecting the city did not dare to stop them.

In the end, Ning Ruan took the initiative to stop and casually handed over the group's entry fee.

Then, with countless curious, envious, or shocked eyes behind him, he left in a high profile.

"This chariot seems to be the Rui Feng Xiang Yun chariot? Isn't it in Lingxu Pavilion in Lancheng? It was actually sold???"

"This fellow Taoist is really ill-informed. I'm afraid you still don't know who bought the Ruifeng Xiangyun Chariot, right?"

"Needless to say, it must be those elders from the sect, right?"

"It's really not the case this time. The person who bought the Ruifeng Xiangyun Chariot is not from Zhongzhou at all. Do you know that Madman Liu was wanted by various sects a few days ago? The person who bought this chariot was Madman Liu's apprentice, but this It's not important. What's important is that just a few days ago, Madman Liu's disciples were besieged by the elders of the Twelve Realms from several sects. But in the end, several elders of the Twelve Realms died. I heard that those who went there even Chu All the spiritual weapons have been robbed!”

"Is there such a thing? I had heard of Madman Liu before I went into seclusion. Although she is very strong, she is only at the twelfth realm. Can her disciples deal with so many strong men?"

The monk who was obviously just out of seclusion looked incredulous.

He even felt that the other party was teasing him.

But soon, there were other enthusiastic monks who couldn't wait to tell him about the rumored battle between the painting fairy in white...

Even if you don’t know why the major sects are chasing Madman Liu, they even don’t hesitate to attack her disciple.

But the battle between Bai Yi Hua Xian was spread too widely.

As long as you are not in retreat, there is no one who doesn’t know about this.

Ning Ruan didn't know that he had caused a sensation outside Mucheng.

She at this moment.

Cooking in the delicacies shop.

As for the auction house, she had no plans to go there.

Geng Er then volunteered to take over the task.

"Actually, some good things can appear in Mucheng's auction house from time to time. Is Miss Ning really not interested?"

The little fat man waved his folding fan and couldn't help but ask.

The only response he received was Ning Ruan's extremely dull gaze, "Not interested."

"Maybe there is a treasure from heaven and earth?"

"I can't pretend anymore."

"..."

Very good, this answer was really something he didn't expect.

The little fat man had a smile on his face, but ten thousand words of "f*ck" were already floating through his mind.

After finishing the meal, Ning Ruan asked directly: "Where will the martial arts competition be held?"

"This is in the center of the city. Miss Ning wants to go see it?" The little fat man was not surprised by this.

After all, Miss Ning had expressed her interest in this area before.

"By the way, Miss Ning, I have to remind you that those who came to participate in the martial arts competition are not just casual cultivators, but also disciples from various sects near Mucheng... I think they may not be too friendly to you. "

"Oh, so? Will you hit me?"

"Don't worry, Miss Ning. As long as I'm here, I will protect you." Before the little fat man could speak, the guard group had already expressed their attitude.

Little Fatty: "..." So the clown is actually him.

For a moment, I forgot that even without the white-clothed painting fairy from before, Miss Ning was still accompanied by four twelve-level, four eleventh-level, and three-level summoner drivers.

Oh, Geng Er from the Twelve Realm went to the auction.

But even so, this lineup... can definitely go sideways in Zhongzhou.

The somewhat exaggeratedly luxurious chariot did not stop outside Zhen Gourmet House for long before it started heading towards the center of the city again...