Today I hold the world

Seeing the crowds of people on all the roads of Shilipo at the foot of the mountain, Xie Xuan lamented and melancholy on the high platform of Zangfeng Mountain Spiritual Field, beside him, Yu Shusu's white Taoist robe stood upright by his side, and patted his shoulder with a slender palm :

"Don't look at it, go back to practice, didn't you say that you will break through the sixth floor two days ago?"

"Ah, ah!" Xie Xuan sighed twice, "Shen Yan and the little monk have gone to join in the fun, so I can only stay in the door, little Yuniang, if not, I will take you out for a stroll?"

"Aren't you afraid that Master Uncle will teach you to think behind closed doors for ten or eight years in a fit of anger?" Yuniang said with a smile.

Xie Xuan frowned, "That's right, I really don't dare to make the old man angry during this period of time."

After wandering around in place for a couple of times, he slapped his body discouraged, "Forget it, I'm going to practice now, if I can really break through the sixth level of Qi training, the master master will be happy, and if I want to go out by then, he will naturally not stop me.

No matter what, I still have to look for Brother Ni. With Xiao Tianlin protecting me, even if he is really taken away, I am not afraid. If his life suffers, I will avenge him! "

Yu Shu looked helplessly at her exuberant husband, some things she could persuade with a few words of persuasion, and some things, no matter how much she slobbered, Xie Xuan would not listen.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and practice, I'm going to take a shift to receive guests." Yu Shu pushed Xie Xuan to the outside of the spiritual field.

Xie Xuan hugged Yu Shu backhandedly, "Little Yuniang, I'm going!"

He suddenly kissed the beautiful woman in his arms, then ran away with a smirk, Yushu who stayed there was stunned, then blushed, and whispered shyly: "Xie Xuan, you really have no shape."

Even though the couple got married, they are still as eager as their first love. In addition, they also regard each other as their companions in this life in their hearts.

Between the husband and wife, they knew each other and shared with each other. In broad daylight, only people like Xie Xuan dared to play hooligans with his wife.

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Ten miles around Shilipo are filled with stalls of all sizes. The ghost market opened in the middle of the night yesterday. The stall owners of these stalls outside have already entered the ghost market with the first group of people. Those who stayed behind to guard the stalls were brought by them. entourage or disciple.

Outside the central ghost gate, a row of four people are wearing grimace masks and black ghost robes. This is the most common service for the watchmen in the ghost city. Practicing qi, face is enough to force.

From time to time, monks wearing black and purple Tanlang Taoist robes passed by the booths of all parties. They are the patrol personnel directly under His Royal Highness Tanlang. There are none in the late stage of qi, all of them are peak qi training and foundation building monks.

Over the past few days, Chilongmen has shown its powerful strength to the outside world everywhere. "Strength" sometimes does not need to be demonstrated by fighting. There are at least a few hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators monitoring and guarding around Longmen, which in itself is a deterrent.

No matter how many people Zhong Ziyan borrowed from those alliance members in private, it is enough to let others feel that they are all members of Chilongmen.

In many cases, whether it is an individual monk or a small sect, pretending is very important. If you have [-]% strength, you have to pretend to be [-]%; if you have [-]%, you have to pretend to be [-]%.

Human nature seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. Facing things that are uncertain, there is always a sense of awe. A sect usually keeps a low profile and shows its hands at critical moments. This will create a sense of mystery for others, and others will not know. If you have some strength, you will naturally respect and be cautious, and at the same time, you can reduce many unnecessary obstacles.

"In the early morning, I overheard the two seniors guarding the Ghost Gate discussing that at least 4 people came this time. This is the first day. I feel that Chilongmen will definitely make a fortune this time!" The half-grown boy huddled up and interjected by the largest booth in the east.

There are more than a dozen casual practitioners guarding the stalls here because no one patronizes the business, and they gather together to chat. The half-sized sub-district is only on the second floor of Qi training, surrounded by casual practitioners in the middle and late stages of Qi training, and they have lived for dozens of years. After hundreds of years, how could anyone believe his words.

"Mao San'er, if your bragging ability can be used in cultivation, in three to five years, maybe I should call you 'senior'.

How many people are there in Manhuaishan's comprehension world?No matter how powerful his family is, can they gather half of them together? "A middle-aged strong man with gray hair and stubble, holding a wine jar, laughed and scolded the boy who had just opened his mouth.

The rest of the people also laughed at the young man, and he laughed twice, even if what he said was false, he would be able to blend in with a few old slicks, and after a long time, he would be able to integrate into this circle. Remembering that there is someone like him, maybe he will take care of the business once or twice.

As a low-level retail investor, he has no parents to love and no mother to love, so he has to learn to make fun of himself. Mao San grew up so big, luck is a big part of it. He survived the chaos in Huaishan more than ten years ago. Xiaoshou is used to being bullied, and knows how to grow up.

The clever young man who has suffered a lot will not offend anyone most of the time, and after making a fuss, he returns to squat beside the stall he guards.

The master he is following now has a small business in Huaiyang City. This time he came to Shilipo because he wanted to go to the ghost market to buy rare goods, and as a follower, he is essentially dispensable.

But even if it is dispensable, you still have to guard the booth. Mao San knows that there is a process in being a person and doing things. The "process" is not important to the superiors, who only look at the results, but the "process" is very important to the people who do things. Regardless of whether things can be done well or not, the 'process' is indispensable in the initial chaos.

I thought it was impossible for anyone to patronize the small dilapidated stall I was squatting at, but it was strange to say that it was the stall of the ghost market, and there was a man covered in a black robe and hood standing in front of the stall.

"Hey, what do you want to order? Our boss went to the ghost market to search for treasures, and Mao San was here to guard it. If you like something, just say it."

There were a bunch of bottles and jars on the booth, but there was nothing really decent, they were all first-grade low-grade pills and the most useless dust-cleaning charms.

The man in black didn't say a word, just stared straight at Mao San, the young man's thin face was small, his brows were small, he was putting on a show with cleverness, and he wasn't afraid of strangers at all.

"How old are you?" A hoarse old voice came from inside the black robe.

Mao San also couldn't figure out the cultivation level of the person opposite him, but he vaguely felt that he didn't look like Senior Foundation Establishment. He was not afraid of revealing his age, so he smiled and said bluntly: "You have to ask for an exact number, I really don't know, But I was told by an old blind man when he touched his bones before, and after counting, this year is about fifteen, you ask this is..."

The man in black continued to ask: "Is the owner of this stall Huang Youyou?"

Mao San stood up awkwardly, "Do you recognize our boss?"

"Give you a ghost order, go inside and call him out."

The palm-sized token just fell to the ground, Mao San hurriedly picked it up and looked carefully, it was indeed true, this ghost token can be used three times, it is a valuable treasure no matter it is now or in the future.

He was reluctant to use the piece issued to him by Chilongmen last night, and he didn't have any spirit stones to go to the ghost market to squander, but now it's good, and someone specially gave the second piece.

So he smiled awkwardly, and after seeing the man in black go silent for a long time, he said, "I must know your name so that I can go in and call the boss, otherwise..."

The hoarse voice was full of dead silence, "You just say that the old ghost surnamed Lin came to collect debts, and he will come out very quickly."

Mao San looked at the booth, then at the man in black, and after thinking about the time for three breaths, he agreed, "Okay, please help me look at the booth here, and I'll go find the boss right away."

After all, he ran towards the central ghost gate.