Yin and Yang Taoist Code

The Mobei grassland is vast and vast, and most areas are uninhabited. Ordinary people cannot survive in the depths of the grassland. Only monks whose vitality is countless times stronger than ordinary people would go deep here, and the several places where they had agreed to meet each other have slowly developed into markets or larger towns.

Siquji is such a place.

Although it is said to be a market, it is actually quite large, equivalent to the size of a mortal town. In addition, the grassland is vast and sparsely populated, and the market area has also been spread out. From a distance, it looks like a lively scene with people coming and going.

There is no wall around the market, not even a fence. Continuous tents and barracks are dotted with clouds, and occasionally there are many wooden houses dotted among them.

From the outside, Siquji seems to be undefended, but if anyone really dares to think so and makes trouble here, then there will be an unusual surprise waiting for him.

How come there is no protection at the place where the monks gather? !

Everyone knows that every market that can continue to exist will have a master who can intimidate monks from all walks of life. The bigger the market, the more masters and the more powerful the cultivation. Some of these monks are independent cultivators with strong military skills, and more are representatives of all forces in the grassland. These people represent their respective forces and jointly maintain the safety of each market and share the huge benefits generated by the market.

"Grass ginseng, grass ginseng that is more than a hundred years old!"

"The newly released sword magic weapon can withstand the full force of the monks in the late stage of pill formation. Interested Taoist friends are welcome to come and trade!"

"Reviving Qi Powder, a spiritual elixir that quickly restores mana during the elixir-forming stage. It is also slightly effective in the god-refining stage. There are only three of them. If you want them, you can exchange them for treasures of equal value. You can only exchange them, not sell them!"

The sounds of hawking came and went. If you didn't look at the things being sold and the aura of the people shopping and hawking, you would have thought that this was just an ordinary mortal market, full of excitement and hustle and bustle.

Suddenly, there was a sound of yelling and cursing in the distance. As the sound became clearer and clearer, the messy sound of horse hooves gradually came.

"Get out of the way, the Liu family is doing business, anyone who gets in the way will die!"

"Go away, get out of the way!"

"Don't block the way. Do you want to die?!"

The sound of whipping was heard, and the passers-by who were beaten screamed "Ouch" and "Ouch", but no one dared to curse. Obviously, the person who dared to ride a horse in the downtown area with such arrogance had an absolute background. Not so small that no one dares to mess with it. The people who were beaten also thought they were unlucky, screamed a few times and hid aside. When the men on horseback walked away, they spat on the ground and cursed in secret.

We are all monks, and the riders on the horses have no murderous intentions. The whips are only used to drive them away. For monks with strong bodies, even being whipped on them is nothing. They are just angry and a little useless.

Not long after, a group of people came to a corner of the market. They tightened the reins and were about to turn around, but unexpectedly a little fat boy appeared out of nowhere. His chubby face looked at the galloping horse in astonishment. It's like being stupid.

The big man on horseback didn't even think about it and just drew out the whip. He saw the shadow of the whip approaching in an instant and was about to hit him. However, he saw the little fat man using a flexible body technique that was not suitable for his body. He turned around slightly and leaned back slightly. He moved out of the way of the horses, even the whip drawn by the big man.

The big man was stunned. He didn't expect this kid to have such skills. He couldn't help but look at him a few more times. You must know that his whip seems simple, but in fact it implies many changes. But who would have thought that it could not be continued on this little fat kid, and it was all gone with such a light whip.

"Get out of the way!"

With an angry shout, the big man ignored him and rode into the distance with a few companions. They have important things to do, so they won't delay at will.

Watching the figures riding horses gradually disappearing into the distance, the little fat man shook his head, smacked his lips, and cursed a few words in a low voice. Next to him, a young monk wearing a broad robe but wearing fast boots had a pale face. He looked at the direction in which the cavalry disappeared with fear on his face. He stretched out his hand to pull the little fat man who was still shaking his head, and pulled him away quickly. .

"Grandpa, can I call you grandpa? Can you please keep a low profile?!" The young monk's low voice was filled with tears.

The little fat man stared with dissatisfaction on his face: "Why didn't I keep a low profile? Who knew that a fast horse could appear in this crowded place? Didn't I just happen to walk there? I am a victim, okay?! Besides, , Didn’t I take action? If I take action, can those bastards in the pill-forming stage still survive?”

"Yes, yes, you are low-key, you are low-key. But, this is a place where people come and go, and you also know your worth. Grandpa, let's keep a low profile, just think of it as me begging you!" The monk begged with tears in his eyes.

Seeing this, the little fat man nodded helplessly.

Yes, the little fat man is Li Chuyi, and the toga-robed monk is the "guided" Li Sinian.

After the battle outside the cave, Li Sinian "willingly" became their guide under the "warm invitation" of Li Chuyi and Zi Yuan. Just because Li Chuyi was too seriously injured, they found an inconspicuous hill and rested for more than half a month before coming out.

Because of the wanted order, the ghost cultivator Zi Yuan was too conspicuous here. If she brought her with her, she would tell others clearly, "I am the wanted criminal. Come and kill me and get the reward." Therefore, the beautiful female ghost was captured by Li Chuyi Hidden in the magic mirror, it will not come out unless absolutely necessary.

Zi Yuan was also happy about this. The Demon-Futing Mirror had all she needed for her practice. She who liked peace and quiet naturally preferred to hibernate and practice silently in it with her five little ghost dolls.

In order to prevent Li Sinian from "abandoning the group", Zi Yuan planted a soul curse on him before leaving. As long as he dared to run away, Zi Yuan could easily find him within a radius of thousands of miles.

At this point, the last glimmer of hope in Li Sinian's heart disappeared, and he completely accepted his fate. He honestly became Li Chuyi's "guide" and took care of Li Chuyi's daily life like a housekeeper along the way.

This collection of Siqu was the first gathering place of monks they found after walking out, and it was also the place where they prepared to rest and replenish their supplies.

Thinking about the dangers along the way, especially the dispute that almost happened just now, Li Sinian felt like crying.

There is a wanted criminal next to him who has a huge bounty on his head. If someone discovers him following him, he will definitely be treated as an accomplice without even thinking about it. On one side is the threat of Zi Yuan, on the other side is the army that may be chasing him at any time. Li Sinian wants to beat himself to death every time he thinks about it. Why is his life so unlucky?

Especially the young man next to him was still a restless man. When he knew that the little fat man wanted to go to the Black Ice Prison, he was ready to kill him headlong.

Black Ice Prison, is that a place where ordinary people can go?

Let’s not talk about the difficulty of getting there. Even if we actually go in, how many people can come out alive?

Although they tried hard to persuade each other along the way, Li Chuyi was not moved at all and was determined to go. Li Sinian tried all kinds of tricks to find out why he wanted to go, but the little fat man stopped him when he said, "The world is so big, I want to see it." If Zi Yuan hadn't existed, Li Sinian would have really wanted to take a photo of his cute face. But no matter how infuriating it was, his fleshy face was beaten to a pulp.

Is there anyone who bullies people like this?

We are all grasshoppers on the same rope. Isn’t there something we should tell each other about?

Even if you want to excuse yourself, you should find a better reason! Even if you say that your grandpa is trapped inside, you still have to go and save him! I just pretended to believe it!

What else do you say, "The world is so big, I want to see it"? !

The fairy world is huge, why don't you go to heaven?

The underworld is bigger, why don’t you die?

Li Sinian felt that he was holding back the Dao Pill so much that it almost broke, but he could only endure it without having an attack.

There is no way, people under the eaves have to lower their heads. As long as Zi Yuan, a powerful female ghost, was around, he would never dare to make a mistake at the early stage of god refining.

Fortunately, except for these secrets, which Li Chu kept secret, at other times, Li Chuyi, a chubby boy, was still very easy to get along with. Even Li Sinian, who was threatened, found it difficult to feel bad about him. Apart from feeling that the little fat guy was a bit talkative and occasionally a bit nervous, the rest of the time the two of them got along very harmoniously.

At this time, although the little fat man often behaved very arrogantly, he was actually very sensible. As long as what he says makes sense, even if he complains a few words, he will eventually obey.

After going around in circles, the two came to a stall. The huge stall, which is nearly four to five feet wide, is filled with all kinds of furs and unprocessed furs. The light breeze hit him, and the strange smell of furs and furs hit his face. Li Chuyi frowned and couldn't help but cough a few times.

Several waiters were busy at the stall. They looked like ordinary waiters, but judging from the mana fluctuations coming from their bodies, the weakest one also had a foundation-building level of cultivation. It was clear that they were all monks. There was a rocking chair in the middle of the stall, and a big fat man was squeezed into the chair, holding a purple sand teapot in his hand. I didn't know what kind of good tea was brewed in it. The big fat man was sipping every sip and humming a little tune so happily.

Looking at the rocking chair that creaked as the big fat man rocked, Li Chuyi maliciously guessed how long it would take before the chair would die, causing the big fat man to stumble hard.

But he could only think about it.

Not to mention that the seemingly ordinary rocking chair is actually a magic weapon that emits bursts of mana fluctuations and cannot be easily damaged. Even with the aura and pressure of the middle stage of God Refining faintly coming from the big fat man, Li Chuyi believed that even if the chair collapsed, , this big fat man will never fall down, and the most likely result is to float gracefully in the air with a method of controlling the air.

Unaware of Li Chuyi's bad taste, Li Sinian next to him immediately beamed with joy when he saw the big fat man. He reached out and patted the table of the stall and shouted at the big fat man: "Hey, Hao Hongwei, Hao Hongwei? Oh, Fatty Hao!" I’m calling you, Fatty Hao! Hey, man, call that pig of yours, Hey, Fatty Hao!”

Li Chuyi stared at the big fat man in stunned silence, with only one voice in his heart.

Hao Hongwei?

Good name! So apt!