long night walk

Chapter 721 The God of Wealth

The town located on the outskirts of the barren mountains and swamps is called 'Muqiu City'. Before entering the city, it can be seen that the city is remote and barren, and the city walls made of marl piles reveal a bit of backwardness and barrenness.

Even the guards at the top of the city are elderly men with old armor and mottled gaps in the iron guns they hold in their hands.

The sinking sun was reflected behind the city, and the whole town was somewhat depressed.

After entering the city, Bai Lian realized that he had deliberately landed outside the city many times in one fell swoop.

At this moment, many monks from all over the world gathered in the city. They were decorated in different ways. There were many shops on the two long streets, and the inns under the eyes were almost overcrowded.

When walking on the street, Bai Lian could see the sword rainbow streaking down the sky from time to time. Although there were many monks in the city, there were still many monks flying with swords descending on the city.

And although the people in the city had amazement in their eyes, they seemed to be used to this scene for a long time. It would not be a day or two before the monk came to the city with his sword.

The merchants in the city kept shouting and shouting, and many ox carts and horse-drawn carts were pushed in the busy market.

It's just that the ones sold inside the cart with wooden rails are not chickens, ducks or livestock, but monsters with shackles and charms.

Most of the monks who came to the city were sword cultivators, and they surrounded the ox carts with great interest, as if they were picking goods, and commented on the monsters in the prison carts.

The owner and trader who was leading the carriage was also a monk, holding an iron rod inlaid with fire stones in his hand, he kept waving the stick, shouting and ordering the demon in the prison cart to raise his head for the onlookers to watch.

If he meets someone who is disobedient, the iron rod in his hand will go through the wooden fence and stab it hard.

The fire spirit stone inlaid on the head was poured with spiritual power, burning red and hot, and it burned directly on the body.

Amidst the shrill screams, the smell of scorched flesh dissipated all of a sudden, causing the rest of the monster clan to shrink back and scream.

"You lowly monsters! If the great fortune and opportunity are right in front of you today, why don't you be more honest! If you are destined to be favored by these nobles, and you will become immortals in the future, you have to thank me!"

The bat demon that fell to the ground and twitched after being stabbed by the red-hot iron rod was obviously a tough one.

Half of his face was scorched, and a pair of long and sharp fangs bared fiercely, looking at the merchant man with fierce eyes.

"How dare you stare at me, you bastard!" The vendor grinned, and stabbed her face mercilessly with a red-glowing iron rod in his hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the other monsters' faces were pale and they lowered their heads.

One of the Bat Demon's left eyes was scorched to death, black and red with blood, and it was terrifying.

"Hey, hey, we're still picking things up here. Be gentle with your little hands. Do you want our young master to take a blind man back with this injury?"

Suddenly, some monks in the crowd made a dissatisfied voice, not because they felt pity for seeing the monster's tragic appearance, but because they were annoyed because the goods they fancy were damaged.

The merchant hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Young master, you are worrying too much, this bat demon has a pure bloodline, and his violent temperament is hard to find. If you don't deal with it hard, it may be hard to get rid of the wildness.

What's more, the demon is used by monks to possess spirits, and it has nothing to do with the quality of the skin. As long as the demon can sacrifice the sword alive, it is not considered a waste. "

The peddler spoke clearly and logically, as if the demon was born with the fate of giving blood sacrifice weapons to humans.

People around also joined in.

"Yeah, it's just a demon with a strong rage, why feel bad about it, as long as you don't kill it, the dying one will be more obedient, and it's better to take it back for sacrifice."

"That is, if the demon trainer has no means, he would have been eaten to the bone by dealing with these monsters all day long."

Some people even cheered and said: "Good lesson, come on, give those two little monsters I'm looking at two sticks, and I'll take them away after I'm subdued."

The vendor obviously intended to show off his skills, laughed a few times, and then brandished an iron rod to beat him brutally.

Naturally, there were weak monsters in the carriage who couldn't bear the tyranny. The iron rods with great spiritual power were poked out heavily. stand up.

A demon that cannot withstand torture means low vitality, and it is a defective product possessed by a sacrificial vessel.

Naturally, no one could see that they would be cleared out of the empty seats and thrown out of the carriage soon.

The demon who was thrown from the carriage by Qi Jue basically couldn't pick out a good piece of meat from his whole body, the filthy stench smelled of death and decay.

Although this kind of little monster, those monks with status basically look down on them.

But there were still many low-level casual cultivators in the city, who dragged the corpse of the dead demon into the alley with great interest and began to peel and dismantle the bones, carve up the bones like distributing prey.

Although these low-level demon bones may be looked down upon by demon trainers, for people like them who have no background and just embarked on the path of cultivation, they are a huge windfall.

The towns of mortals are full of monks because of the demons, almost filling the entire street, and the bustling crowd is getting more and more lively.

Those watching the fun and eating melon seeds were all amazed, and they kept praising these monks for their righteous deeds of eliminating harm for the people.

The little bamboo demon saw the scenes in the city clearly, and the gnashing of teeth was reflected on that immature face, which was particularly shocking.

She clenched her fists tightly, disregarding the shattered wound on her arm and her blood-stained clothes, she said bitterly, "Do you think that in such a world, would anyone be willing to heal a demon?"

She was still young, and the demon lines on her forehead hadn't shed completely. Walking on the street without any cover, she was naturally spotted by interested people very quickly.

"Eh? There's a little monster left out here? Look at this bone, it's a good product." A tall and thin middle-aged monk with a mustache looked at the little bamboo monster in surprise.

"What's missing, Brother Hu didn't see that this little demon has a master?"

A companion beside him noticed Bai Li'an's existence, stepped forward to salute him, and said: "In Xiawu Xiangquan, a person from Zeguo and Dingxiang, dare I ask you what to call you?"

The middle-aged monk with the mustache also gave a brief self-introduction: "My surname is Hu, and my single name is Joan, from the Hu family in the capital of Zeguo."

Bai Lian nodded in greeting: "Kong Cangshan, Si Chen."

Hearing the word Kong Cangshan, both of them frowned.

The mountain range near the endless sea was rumored to have been inhabited by gods in the early years, but there are very few immortal families in the Central Plains who established a mountain gate on this mountain.

Although the mountains are high and far away, most of the people who live there are mortals.

Deduced in this way, then this young man should not be from the Zhongding family.

Hu Qiong chuckled, handed a light yellow Qiankun bag to Bai Lian, and said with a polite smile: "To be honest, the little monster next to you has a beautiful bone, and it is really an excellent bone for refining weapons. Little friend gnawing at the pain to give up love, I am willing to exchange a thousand middle-grade spirit stones."

Thousands of middle-grade spirit stones are quite a generous number.

The demon trainer, who was yelling at the side, looked at him very eagerly. These thousand spirit stones can be exchanged for half a car of demon slaves.

This kid is lucky to be able to hunt such a good monster.

The little bamboo demon is well aware of the expensiveness and importance of spirit stones, seeing that man's generosity, he couldn't help but tighten his heart, and immediately had a horrifying thought vigilantly.

This young man did not hesitate to offend the powerful and wanted to save her from them. Could it be that he planned to bring her into the city to sell her? !

Then a kind of fear was born in her body, and she felt annoyed at her carelessness.

Bai Lian glanced at the Qiankun bag in his hand lightly, and shook his head disinterestedly.

Seeing that he refused so simply, he didn't seem to be shaken by the thousand spirit stones at all.

Hu Qiong only thought that he was interested in seeing what he was determined to win, and deliberately raised the price.

He couldn't help showing a hint of displeasure on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Little friend, I believe that in this city, no one can offer a higher price than me. I advise you, accept it when you see it."

Bai Lian laughed and said: "Why, people in Zeguo like to buy and sell by force?"

Hu Qiong's face sank, and he was about to speak, but was cut off by Bai Li'an: "I don't need Lingshi, if you have the elixir to treat bone injuries, I can make a deal with Your Excellency."

Hearing this, the body of the little bamboo demon who was originally pale and frightened slightly trembled, the gloom in his eyes was swept away, and he raised his eyes clear, fixedly looking at Bai Li'an.

Hearing that what Bailian valued was not Lingshi.

This made Hu Qiong heave a sigh of relief, and his face turned from cloudy to clear: "It's easy to say, I am a descendant of the Hu family in Kyoto, and there is no shortage of healing medicines."

He took out another red-yellow pill the size of a fist, and said with a smile: "This is Yuanhuang Dan, which is specially used for treating fractured bones. It is crushed and mixed with water to make a sticky plaster. Apply it to the wound, and it will heal itself the next day."

It can be cured in a day, and it is indeed a good medicine.

Bai Lian was also decisive: "That's all."

"Little friend is magnificent!" Hu Qiong praised: "Although Yuan Huang Pill is precious, it is far inferior to these thousand middle-grade spirit stones. For the sake of my friend's straightforwardness, this spirit stone and pill , I offer it with both hands."

"I think your Excellency misunderstood." Bai Lian smiled, raised his hand to take the Yuanhuang Pill in his hand, and then stuffed another cold thing into his hand.

Hu Qiong was startled, and felt that the texture of the thing in his hand was actually a spirit stone?
Immediately he flew into a rage: "Are you playing tricks on me?"

His companion, Wu Xiangquan, also frowned, and was very displeased: "Little friend, you have done this, brother Hu is clearly interested in the little demon next to you, how can you just use a spirit stone to make a simple move?" sent away."

"When did I say I was going to sell her?" Bai Lian said with a smile.

"But you just clearly promised well!"

Bai Lian said: "What I said just now is to make a deal with you, which is exactly the same as your intention. Since you can use Lingshi to do the act of buying and selling by force, why don't you allow others to buy what you have with Lingshi?" .”

"Smart boy with a tongue! How can the two be confused! I sincerely exchanged a thousand spirit stones, but you want to exchange Yuanhuang Dan with a mere spirit stone, it is wishful thinking! You Such behavior humiliates me! Don't even think about giving up on this matter!"

As he said that, in order to express his dissatisfaction with the humiliation he suffered, Hu Qiong, whose eyes were red with anger, slammed the spirit stone that Bai Lian had given him to the ground heavily with his backhand.

Before the onlookers could speak out and criticize Bai Lian, they only heard that Hu Qiong screamed strangely.

Just now he looked angry and disdainful, but now he looks like a dog pawing and eating, squatting on the ground without image, groping left and right with his face full of nervousness, fearing that the spirit stone he threw out just now will be snatched away up.

The moment the spirit stone was thrown out, he saw that the luster and texture on the spirit stone could not be a low-grade spirit stone or a middle-grade spirit stone. It was clearly an extremely rare top-grade spirit stone!

Hu Qiong regretted that his intestines were starting to knot in his stomach. Frightened, he finally found the spirit stone in the snow.

After he breathed out and carefully wiped off the slush on the Lingshi, the crowd onlookers shouted like waves of waves, and there was an uproar.

Wu Xiangquan also widened his eyes, how could this Hu Qiong be so lucky? !
He regretted greatly.

If he had just mentioned that he had the elixir to heal bone injuries, wouldn't it mean that he was the one who got this precious top-grade spirit stone at this moment.

That is the top-quality spirit stone, a top-quality spirit stone that only produces one in a hundred years in a spiritual mountain full of fairy spirit!
Where did this kid come from, a prodigal son, and he was simply exchanged for a Yuan Huang Dan?

Under the staring eyes of wolves, Hu Qiong nervously put the spirit stone into his pocket, then raised his head and smiled coquettishly at Bai Li'an, how dare he put Zeguo Hu's airs on.

"Grand...Young master, you are really, I really don't know what to ask someone Hu to say about you."

A person who can casually take out a top-grade spirit stone is either rich or expensive.

Not to mention that this young man was young, and when he gave the spirit stone, there was no trace of heartache on his face. Only a child from a first-class family in the Xianmen can have such a magnanimity.

The title also changed from friend to son.

Although the monks on the side looked contemptuous, they were also extremely envious of Hu Qiong's good luck.

Bai Lian put away the elixir slowly, and compared with Hu Qiong's disheveled and fawning appearance, he was neither delicate, nor expensive, nor arrogant, and it really formed a sharp contrast with him.

He couldn't show his anger or emotion, and replied lightly: "Your Excellency just said that I humiliated you, don't even think about giving up on this matter, I wonder what kind of 'don't think about giving up' method?"

Hu Qiong was embarrassed, and could only continue to make amends with a smile: "Young master is really joking, just now I made a slip of the tongue, I hope you will not forgive me."

Bai Lian smiled lightly: "Why, you don't want the Yaoer next to me?"

"Don't dare not dare, this demon and the young master are extremely right, I dare not take the young master's favor in the next ten thousand, the demon slave from the demon trainer is good, not bad..."

Hu Qiong is not stupid, the value of a top-quality spirit stone is far higher than that of the little demon, if he refuses to accept it when he sees it, it will not be worth the loss if he makes this rich young master lively.

"Really?" Bai Li'an turned his eyes, landed on the merchant demon trainer, and smiled at him.

A demon trainer who was born as a peddler couldn't compare to those aristocratic powers. Looking at this smile, he thought that he had offended the young master somehow, and couldn't help but tighten his skin.

He hastened to apologize in a low voice, "What does this young master have to teach?"

Bai Lian stepped forward a few steps, and stuffed something cold and hard into his hands under the demon trainer's dull and disbelieving eyes.

He acted like he was buying and selling by force, but Duandi was an identity of being taken advantage of.

"I want to make a deal with you, how about it? You have to learn from that one, can you have a good talk with me if you smash it?"

Bai Lian satirized people solemnly, causing Hu Qiong to smile wryly, not daring to refute.

The demon trainer stared blankly at the top-quality spirit stone in his hand, his face was blank, and his heart was turned upside down!

He just thought about catching monsters for nothing, and took advantage of the opportunity of Tianxi Sword Sect to recruit disciples to make a small fortune from it.

I didn't make a small fortune, but I made a windfall!
I'll be good!He lived happily for most of his life, and it was the first time he touched the best spirit stone.

Feelings This is not a young master, but a God of Wealth!
The demon trainer who fiercely waved the iron rod in front of the demons and ignored life, was almost moved to kneel before Bai Lian in front of this important dead creature of the spirit stone.

With tears in his eyes, he threw the iron stick in his hand to the ground, and made a big gift to Bai Lian firmly: "What do you want, my lord?! Just ask, as long as the villain has it, you can do anything!"

Bai Lian also simply said: "I want these monsters."

Some miscellaneous monsters, compared to this top-quality spirit stone, are simply incomparable, and only fools will bargain with Bai Lian at this time.

The demon trainer did not hesitate to hand over the main talisman to control this group of monsters to Bai Lian, and also carefully explained how to use it, and even wished to teach Bai Lian the housekeeping skills of demon training, lest these ignorant demons They hurt him.

It's true that money can turn ghosts around.

As soon as he entered the city, Bai Lian, who got several carts of monsters, had a good harvest.

But before he could find a place to live, Pei Yunzhao, whom he met outside the city, drove into the city with a large group of people, and met Bai Lian who was in the carriage, whipped the whip in his hand, and sternly Said: "Uncle Yang! This is the son who took away my demon slave and let the tiger hurt people. You want to vent this anger on my nephew's behalf!"

The man he called Uncle Yang was a burly man in civilian clothes with graying hair. Looking at his age, the peak cultivator of Tuohai could be regarded as a strong man who dominated the side.

He glanced at Bai Li'an with a pair of savage eyes, snorted coldly, and was about to speak, when a furious voice sounded not far away: "Presumptuous! Where did the local bandits come from, talking nonsense here!"

"You are presumptuous! I am Pei Yunzhao, the head of the Taishou Yuan of the Ze Kingdom. This son robbed me of my demon slave and violated the law. If you want to cover up, you will be punished together!"

"It's ridiculous. The capital of a mere Taishouyuan dares to shout here. I am Hu Qiong from the Hu family of Zeguo, who is in charge of the legal clan in Kyoto. How dare you judge my Hu family's crimes!"

As soon as he heard the words Zeguo Hu's, Pei Yunzhao's heart skipped a beat, secretly screaming that something is wrong?

How did the clan children in Kyoto be involved.

He hurriedly dismounted and looked at Hu Qiong with a frown. His attitude was quite polite: "Even if you are from the Hu family in the capital, you have to pay attention to a truth. Doesn't Mr. Hu want to show favoritism to this son who forcibly snatched my demon slave?"

As soon as the words came out, there were bursts of mocking laughter from all around.

Pei Yunzhao was at a loss, wondering why they were laughing.

Hu Qiong also laughed, and involuntarily flipped the spirit stone in his sleeve secretly, raised his eyes and looked at the ignorant young man in front of him mockingly: "You said he robbed your demon slave?"

Pei Yunzhao didn't like his teasing gaze very much. Because of Hu's name, he suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

Hu Qiong laughed loudly, and looked foolishly: "It's ridiculous! You little yellow-haired kid doesn't even look in the mirror, so why do you deserve that young master to grab your things?"

Does a person who randomly throws out two top-grade spirit stones look like a person who lacks demon slaves?

Ridiculous!

(End of this chapter)