Urban Super Emperor

|　|　|　　->　->　　 two days later.

　　 Linnan and his party finally came to the foot of Qingmingzong.

　　 This way, they have always been mainly wandering, so they did not rush to hurry, otherwise, I am afraid that they can arrive in less than half an hour.

　　At the foot of the Qingming Sect, Lin Momo and Ling'er's eyes were shining.

　　 I saw that within hundreds of miles below the foot of the Qingmingzong Mountain, there are markets and stalls one by one, which is very prosperous.

　　Innumerable monks, trade transactions here, or sell or buy their own cultivation resources.

　　 "Wow, Baba, it's too busy here!"

　　 Lin Momo's eyes were almost squinted, and the eyeballs kept turning, he didn't know what idea he was playing.

　　 "Baba, my sister and I go to play first!"

　　 Linger beside, was holding Lin Momo's small hand and drilled directly into the group of monks.

　　 Lin Nan saw this scene with a smile, and ignored it.

　　 "I didn't expect this prosperous neighborhood near Qingming Sect!"

　　At this time, Liu Ruqing also walked to Lin Nan and said softly.

　　 "This Qingming Sect is also one of the five major forces in the eastern mainland, and there are no decent cities near it, so it is understandable to gather so many markets!"

　　 Lin Nan nodded and said.

　　 This Qingming Sect is a huge force.

　　Sects are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples.

　　 It is only the inner disciples who have to reach the Golden Fairy Realm, and the core disciples are even the strongest who reach the Golden Fairy Peak Realm.

　　It is conceivable that, with such strength, even if they shed a little bit of cultivation resources on weekdays, they will be madly scrambled by those outsiders who are repairing.

　　The Qingming Sect has existed for tens of millions of years, and after many years, the market here is naturally like a cow.

　　 Even among them, each stall may be related to a disciple of Qing Mingzong.

　　 At this time, Lin Momo took Linger to look around at the dense stalls, looking around, with a curious look on his face, picking up this look for a while, picking up the touch for a while.

　　 "Little girl, you can't buy it, don't buy it, don't turn it up!"

　　At a stall where books were placed, a middle-aged monk looked at Lin Momo and Ling'er and said impatiently.

　　He was selling books here, selling some information about Qingming Sect disciples and even some strong men nearby.

　　Under normal circumstances, other people just look at one or two pages at most, and decide whether to buy or not. Lin Momo and Ling'er almost turned the whole book over and over again.

　　 Go on like this, but the information recorded above has not been seen by these two female dolls, how can it be bought.

　　 Hearing the words of the mid-century monk, Lin Momo and Ling'er also spit out their small tongues, made a grimace directly, and left.

　　 They continued to go to the next stall.

　　 After all, with so many booths, they can have fun!

　　 "Dead old man, you dare to stay here, I really don't know how to write dead characters, right?"

　　 "I beg you, old man, I’m here just to eat together, please let me go!"

　　 At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the front, suddenly attracting the attention of Lin Momo and Ling'er.

　　 They looked up and saw a lot of monks gathered in front, forming a circle, not knowing what they were looking at, pointing one by one, and having a lot of discussion.

　　 "Ah, this old man is also pitiful. He has practiced all his life, and he is still in the early days of a true fairy. There are no children and no daughters in the family, and there is no help or support!"

　　 "Poor is pitiful, but you don't look at it, he offended the Daoist Daoist, can he have good fruit to eat!"

　　 "Yeah, the Moon Sect Daoist is related to the disciples of the Qingming Sect. Among the dozens of stalls in the neighborhood, they are all dominated."

　　 "Hush, be quiet, if heard by Daoist Daoist, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to walk around!"

　　……

　　 Hearing everyone's comments, Lin Momo and Linger got into the crowd and squeezed to the front.

　　 I saw an empty place in the middle of the crowd. An old man with a breath of true immortality, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to a middle-aged man.

　　 And the middle-aged man, whose breath reaches the later period of Zhenxian, is obviously the moon-cutting Daoist among other populations.

　　 However, at this time, the Moon-cut Daoist didn't even look at the old man who was kneeling and begging on the ground, but kicked it directly out of tens of meters.

　　 "Old man, limit your three breaths and leave with your broken garbage immediately, otherwise, don't blame the young man for being ruthless!"

　　 The moon-cut Taoist snorted.

　　 Just this foot, he only used less than 10% of the strength, otherwise, one foot can kick the elders of the early days of Zhenxian.

　　Of course, there is only one chance. If the old man doesn’t know anything, then he wouldn’t mind killing and killing him.

　　After all, in his identity as a slasher of the moon, no one dared to say anything even if he killed one or two vendors in this fair.

　　 And all this is because of his cousin, Li Chunfeng, but Qingmingzong's inner disciple!

　　Poof!

　　 The old man was chopped off by the Daoist and kicked off, landing at a distance of tens of meters away. The whole person's face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

　　 "You, you either killed me, anyway, left here, I can't survive the old man!"

　　 Not only was the old man not scared by the moon-cutting Daoist, but a look of death.

　　As a monk in the early days of the True Immortals, it can be said that there is the lowest level of existence in this fairyland.

　　 In this market near Qingmingzong, he sells some valuable gadgets. He can still barely earn some spiritual stones to practice. If he leaves here, a monk in the early days of a real fairy, this life is almost abolished!

　　 "Since that is the case, then the less will fulfill you!"

　　 Hearing the old man's words~www.readwn.com~ The moon-cut Daoist suddenly had a somber complexion and could almost drip water.

　　 His voice didn't fall, so he flickered and went directly to the old man.

　　 Then, he saw him wave his hand, a white light with a terrifying atmosphere, and rushed towards the old man.

　　 On that white light, a powerful Dao Ze Mang surrounded by instantaneously turned into a white dragon, issued a startling dragon chant.

　　 "Not good, this old man may not be able to survive today!"

　　 At this time, seeing the Moon-cut Taoist shot, a monk exclaimed suddenly.

　　The moon-cut Daoist was in the late period of the True Immortals. With such a full blow, how could an old man in the early days of the Immortals be able to contend.

　　 Not to mention, this old man also vomited blood before, apparently already injured.

　　 "It's over, the Moon Moon Daoist shoots, this old man must die. Unfortunately, now no one dares to provoke the Moon Moon Daoist, let alone take the lead for the old man!"

　　 "Alas, this is the way of the world. Without strength and background, even living is a luxury."

　　The rest of the onlooker monks shook their heads and sighed one after another when they saw this scene.

　　 But at the moment, they are helpless.

　　As a casual practitioner, let's say that the strength is not necessarily stronger than that of the Moon Sect Daoist. Even the True Immortal Peak Monk, even the Jinxian Monk, who is more powerful than the Moon Slash Daoist, dare not stand up for a strange old man.

　　 After all, after the Moon Daoist, the Golden Immortal disciple standing Qingming Sect.