All Heavens: Start by guarding the light at night

Chapter 13
The next morning.

Wei Pingan took a group of second-generation officials from the Guangming Temple to wander around Ganze Town.

Buy all kinds of things, distribute them to everyone, and attract everyone's applause.

Although many elders in the Guangming Palace were helpless, they had no choice.

This second-generation ancestor has a great background, so he can't be offended.

If he doesn't let his little guy go out with him, Wei Pingan will definitely come to him.

But at this time, Song Yushan would pretend to be a good guy, and after a while of consolation, he would finally release those little guys.

It's not like they are bullying the market, but Wei Ping'an keeps taking them to play, which may delay their practice.

"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else."

"My grandfather once told me that there are many little girls of our age in Mochi Garden in Yamato, and they are all very beautiful."

A boy in gray clothes said disdainfully: "Cut, girl, it's boring."

"That's different. You must be used to Ye Hongyu, that tigress, so you don't like little girls."

Hearing the words Ye Hongyu, the gray-clothed boy's pupils shrank slightly, obviously fearful of that girl.

A young man has a different attitude. He often hears from the adults in his family about Ye Hongyu's various geniuses.

"No, no, Senior Sister Ye is extremely talented. There are probably few in the world who can match her."

"Hey, you guys are ignorant of your conscience. Do you think I don't know how Junior Sister Ye usually bullies you?"

The faces of the teenagers froze, but they didn't dare to answer. If they were informed by someone, they would have a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Wei Guangming's disciples, in terms of seniority, can even be regarded as the masters and uncles of these people, and their talents are outstanding, and they are strong contenders for the future Guangming priest.

Wei Ping'an?Forget it, I heard that if your qualifications are not that good, you will be stuck at the peak of Dongxuan in this life.

It is almost impossible to cross the Dongxuan and enter the realm of knowing fate. If he were not the grandson of Wei Guangming, whether he could enter the Dongxuan remains to be seen.

No one would say it, it was just the words of the adults in the family. In fact, even in the realm of Dongxuan, in the eyes of these children, they are still considered to be figures in the clouds.

Most of their parents were just Dongxuan, if there is no chance, this life will be like this.

No one would underestimate Wei Pingan.

One thing they didn't know was that Wei Guangming had already asked for a Tongtian Pill for Xiaopingan.

In the future, with Wei Guangming's magical skills and Tongtian Pill, changing Wei Ping'an's qualifications will be nothing more than a trivial matter.

Zhiming, who is unattainable in the eyes of the world, has never been a threshold in Wei Guangming's eyes.

Even without Tongtian Pill, Wei Guangming can still help Wei Pingan break through, but the cost is a bit high.

"Wei Pingan, you are so powerful, have you ever drank?"

"Of course I drank."

Wei Pingan was young and couldn't stand the challenge, so he patted his chest and said that he had drunk it.

The boy in gray clothes stood up at this time, "It's a pity that my father won't let me drink."

"How about we buy wine and drink secretly."

"It's not good, in case those old guys find out."

"Wei Pingan, what do you think?"

"Don't worry, the big guys open their mouths. If those old guys make trouble for you, you can come to me and I will help you."

In a remote alley in a small town, a wine shop stood alone.

The drunkard hung a gourd around his waist and drank one mouthful after another.

Beside, a butcher easily chopped off a thick beef bone with a kitchen knife.

A woman was pleasantly surprised: "Hey, butcher Zhang, you bought this kitchen knife from there. It cuts bones so neatly."

"This is a family kitchen knife, you can't buy it."

The woman felt a little regretful, she also wanted such a kitchen knife.

"It's a really good knife, but I don't know how the forging process is. If you know, you can contact the Guangming Chamber of Commerce. The forging process of this knife can probably be sold for a lot of money."

"I know a relative who sold his ancestral forging craft to those people and earned a lot of money. If he doesn't work all his life, he probably will have enough food and drink."

The butcher wiped his kitchen knife and said coldly:

"That's a pity. I don't know the forging process."

"It's really a pity. I'll go to the nearby bar to get some drinks. My old man likes to drink the wine over there."

At this time, Wei Ping'an and his party also came to the alley.

The boy in gray looked eager to try.

"I heard from my dad that the wine here is very delicious."

"Okay, then buy some wine here."

The appearance of Wei Pingan attracted the attention of the alcoholic and the butcher, and their eyes fell on Wei Pingan.

In their eyes, they saw a huge light group, like the rising sun.

After the butcher and the alcoholic looked at each other, they all showed shock.

For many years, the master did not find them, nor did the temple master.

The first to find it was the light.

The two of them fled without being frightened, their aura was hidden, and there was no slight change as usual.

At this moment, Wei Ping'an was calculating their numbers and how much wine each should drink.

Seven people, two taels per person, a total of one catty and four taels, but he vaguely felt that it was a little less, so he simply doubled it.

"Give me three catties of wine, and I want the best."

"it is good."

Not long after, the wine was ready and put into three wine gourds.

"How much."

"Are you the grandson of the Great Priest Guangming?"

"Why, do you know my grandpa?"

Wei Pingan felt guilty, as if he had made a mistake and was caught. The alcoholic seemed to be unrestrained, but from him, Wei Pingan could clearly feel the same majesty as his grandfather.

"heard about it."

He exhaled, luckily he wasn't under Grandpa's subordinates, otherwise the matter of buying wine would have been ruined.

"Then how much do I have to pay?"

The alcoholic responded with a smile, "No money."

"No money? That's not okay. My grandpa doesn't like me bullying others. Don't be afraid. No one will ask you to take the money back."

"Boss, are you sure you don't want money? Give me three catties too."

When the woman at the side heard that no money was required, she immediately stepped forward to join in the fun. She originally only wanted to do sex, and reward the old man a little bit. Wouldn't it be better to be able to prostitute for nothing now.

The drunkard had a meal, feeling a little displeased, this woman was so shameless.

He said to the woman in a cold tone, "270 Wen."

"Tch, I thought I didn't want money either, just give me two taels."

The drunkard stretched out his hand, as if he was afraid that the woman would not give him the money.

"Eighteen words."

"270 texts, isn't that much?"

When Wei Ping'an heard this, he took out a broken piece of silver from his pocket, weighed it with his hands, felt it was about the same, and sent it forward.

"More, more."

"The more you have, the more you get."

"You don't get paid for nothing, so I'll give you something as well."

The alcoholic's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his fingers towards Wei Pingan, and a ray of light entered Wei Ping's eyebrows.

Wei Pingan was not afraid, but responded happily:
"It turns out that you are also a practitioner. I feel that you are so powerful."

"Isn't it, the legendary extraterrestrial master?"

"My grandfather said, Da Yin lives in the city. Are you that kind of person?"

Not far away, the butcher staggered and almost turned around and ran away, but in the end he held back and stayed.

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