surnamed Wang

The matter of the surgery hall came to an end for the time being, the little elder hadn't shown up since the stele was broken that day, Wang Gangquan was practicing a book called "Gold Doesn't Change", he didn't ask much about what happened to his apprentice inside the stele, No matter how you look at this matter, it is a secret, no matter what fortune the disciple has obtained, Wang Lingquan will do his best to protect him.

A few days later, in Wushan County, Wang Bingquan, who was dressed in white, went to the city alone to buy things. Now that he has the fairy book given by the Lingyun Sect, and the spirit stones he has saved for more than half a year, he can be considered confident after entering the city.

The prosperity of Xiancheng is not like that of the human world. Although there are also shouts and hawkers, the temperament of the vendors is full of dust. Many people stand there in a daze without saying a word, but the things in the stalls in front of them are all good goods.

Among them, there are monks from Yashan Mountain who set up stalls to sell spirit beast pills, and monks from Lingyun sect who buy and sell magic tools and exercises. In addition, there are many kinds of clothes and decorations. While earning spiritual stones from foreign monks, they can also inquire about some hidden rumors However, most of the information about Yaci Mountain and Lingyun Sect is based on this, and the methods are not much better than ordinary people.

There is also a restaurant in the city that sells the rumored fine nectar and jade liquid. The monks can also drink alcohol, but few people will get drunk because of frustration. Most of the wine is brewed from fairy dew and fairy grass, which is very beneficial to cultivation, so Loved by monks.

The Lingyun Sect supplies most of the immortal wine in the city, which is also one of the sect's sources of income. The one hectare of land that Wang Bingquan opened up in Chixia Peak was used to grow the immortal grass used for brewing.

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Walking along the street, you can see neat streets and elegant monks. Monks don’t eat grains and don’t discharge filth, so there is no need to pay special attention to the strange liquids in the corners, let alone worry about accidentally stepping on sticky things in the alley.

When Wang Gangquan came to a booth, he took a brief look at the magic tools and talismans. A random Jindanqi flying sword cost [-] spirit stones. No wonder Li Heixiong was so excited when he gave the giant scythe to him.

Wang Gangquan has never had too high requirements for the magic weapon. With his complete bigu, he has no desire for food, and now the only thing he cares about is the clothes.

Back then when he was still a prince, he was very fond of flamboyant clothes, and this time he went to the city to buy a decent outfit.

As he was looking around, there was a sudden noise in front of him. Since he entered this world, he hadn't joined in the fun for a long time. Hearing the sound, he immediately regained his energy and quickened his pace to walk towards the crowd not far away.

In the middle of the crowd, a well-dressed monk was kicking a sloppy old man while speaking a language unique to the Wangchen Realm. Wang Gangquan couldn't understand it, but he knew it was not a good thing.

The old man held his head and let out a pitiful scream from time to time. Everyone around him looked on coldly, and no one spoke to stop him.

Wang Gangquan frowned, said coldly to himself, stepped forward and said in a deep voice:
"Stop... feet."

"How old are you?" The monk raised his head and glared at each other.

"If you don't stop, I'll call the guard."

The monk was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, with a strange expression on his face, then he snorted coldly and said:

"You will regret this."

After all, he turned around and walked away.

"When I was scared?"

Wang Gangquan stared at the back of the other party, his face was cloudy and uncertain, but the people around him showed sarcasm, and then dispersed in twos and threes, he turned around to help the old man and said:

"Old man, are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, young people nowadays are not polite. The old man just asked him for a drink, but he was beaten severely. Unfortunately, I still want to hand over this secret foreign magic technique to him. he."

Wang Gangquan smiled and said:

"If the old man is really so greedy for wine, this junior invites you."

"Young man, are you serious?"

The old man grinned, showing a toothless smile.

Wang Gingquan raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation to the door of the restaurant. The latter was not polite, with his head held high, and he stepped across the threshold with pomp and square steps.

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Compared with the high-spirited talk of ordinary people, the restaurant here is obviously much quieter. The monks talk about things mostly in the exchange of spiritual thoughts. The arrival of the old man is obviously different. He yelled loudly as soon as he entered the door:

"Boss Yu, the old rules."

The old man's action immediately attracted the attention of the people around him, and after seeing his appearance clearly, they all turned their eyes back and ignored him.

The owner of the restaurant quickly brought two jars of aged wine. After glancing at Wang Gangquan, he put down the jars. The old man unceremoniously took the wine and opened the seal, and the aroma immediately filled the entire restaurant.

The old man pushed one of the jars in front of Wang Quanquan, picked up the other jar and drank it, Wang Gangquan had vaguely guessed something, picked up the wine jar, poured out a bowl and said:

"Old man, it seems that you are a regular customer of this restaurant."

"It doesn't count."

The old man didn't even waste the wine on his beard. With a touch of his finger, a drop condensed and flew to his mouth, and then said:
"The old man has been drinking for so many years, so far the boss is not willing to pay on credit once, he is not familiar."

The owner of the restaurant was standing by the counter thinking about his abacus, and when he heard the sound, he looked this way, shook his head and sighed.

Wang Gangquan continued to say with a smile on his face:

"Isn't this wine cheap?"

Hearing the words, the old man immediately took the wine jar into his arms, and said with vigilance:
"Little friend, don't you want to go back on your word?"

"The old man was overwhelmed. Since he agreed to buy you a drink, there is no reason to go back on his word. No matter how expensive the wine is, it can't compare to a man's promise, right?"

"The old man loves to hear my words, little friend, so if I tell you my credibility, it surpasses most people. If I have a daughter, I will marry you." The old man said with a smile on his face.

"Senior praised you, junior would like to ask, what you just said about the extraterritorial exercises..."

"What foreign exercises, did the old man mention it?"

The old man hugged the wine jar even tighter in his arms, with a confused look on his face, as if he had never said this from the beginning to the end.

Wang Gangquan had expected it a long time ago, so he got up and walked towards the counter without getting angry over a meal of wine.

"Boss, check out."

"This fellow Taoist has a total of [-] high-grade spirit stones."

"How many!?"

The boss showed helplessness, "[-] spirit stones."

Wang Gangquan turned around abruptly, in just a short while, the old clapper had already drunk both jars of wine to the bottom.

Seeing that it was impossible to return the goods, Wang Gingquan had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky. Now he finally knew why the grandson was beaten before, and he also realized that the monk was not threatening him.

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The [-] spirit stones were gone in the blink of an eye. From the boss's reaction, Wang Gangquan could tell that the old thing was not a wine holder, but a real jerk. He was in a good mood, and he turned around and walked out the door. go.

"Hey little friend, why did you leave?"

The old man Pidianpidian followed again.

"Don't fucking bother me, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

"How can you turn your face when you have a good chat? Young people nowadays don't even know the basics of respecting the old and loving the young."

While speaking, the two of them just left the gate.

Wang Gangquan turned his head and looked at the mocking smile on the other party's face. Suddenly, an unknown fire surged in his heart. Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly remembered what happened before. Looking at the curious eyes of the people around him, he forcibly suppressed this impulse. Go on, don't let this old guy lie to others again.

"Why, you don't want to hit me?" the old man said as before.

"I can't do it."

After Wang Gingquan finished speaking coldly, he turned and left. The old man stood where he was, looking meaningfully at the other party going away.

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