Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

Zhang Qingdi and his party walked into the majestic and wild city in broad daylight.

"Is it okay for us to come in like this?" asked the Immortal of the South Pole, still worriedly.

"Then what do you think we should do? Lu Xian will be having a feast in ten days, and we two can't use any magical powers now.

I can protect you here, so we don't have to pretend to be nice to them.

Show your strength and let the real people in charge come to you.

Then we put forward our own demands and see what he wants, whether to talk about cooperation in a friendly manner or to fight to the death.

Anyway, I will help you get the moss back within ten days." Zhang Qingdi analyzed the situation for Nanji Xianweng in a clear and logical manner.

"Friend Zhang, what we want is not moss. It's Nine-transformation Mysterious Dew Moss."

After Zhang Qingdi's analysis, Nan Ji Xian Weng also felt enlightened.

"It doesn't matter what you call it." Zhang Qingdi said indifferently.

As soon as the two of them entered the city, they attracted a crowd of onlookers.

However, the strength that Zhang Qingdi had demonstrated saved them from a lot of trouble. Finally, Zhang Qingdi and Nanji Xianweng found a place similar to a restaurant and sat down.

"Bring some of your best food." Zhang Qingdi said to the boss who was a little afraid of him.

The boss didn't dare to offend Zhang Qingdi, so he quickly brought a lot of grilled meat.

Zhang Qingdi smelled it and found a special fragrance.

He picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth. It tasted very good.

The meat is tender and juicy, and paired with this special spice, it really complements the other.

Nanji Xianweng also ate a piece, but he didn't like meat, so he didn't eat any more. When Zhang Qingdi and the others were full, he said to the shopkeeper, "I don't have the currency you have here."

"No, I don't dare ask for money." The shopkeeper said quickly.

"I'll give you this fruit as compensation." Zhang Qingdi said as he took out a low-grade spiritual fruit.

The shop owner was also an expert at identifying goods. He also had a pattern on his body, but the area of ​​his pattern was very small and it looked like a bug.

He swallowed the fruit in one gulp, and a moment later the pattern on his body changed, increasing several times in area.

He looked at Zhang Qingdi excitedly and asked, "May I ask your name?"

"My name is Zhang Qingdi. Can we stay here for a while? We are waiting for someone."

"You two can sit here as long as you want," the shopkeeper said quickly.

The Immortal of the South Pole probably understood the meaning behind Zhang Qingdi's actions.

Fight with those guys before coming in, that's to establish your authority!

Now that I have eaten, I have no money, but I give the store owner a spiritual fruit to tell others that they follow the rules.

Sure enough, in less than an incense stick of time, someone came.

The man was shirtless, and his entire upper body was occupied by a pattern of a ferocious giant beast.

"Sea people, the high priest asked me to invite you." As soon as the man appeared, everyone around him knelt down and saluted him.

Zhang Qingdi and Nan Ji Xian Weng stood up and followed him to see the high priest.

But the man had no intention of leaving. He looked at Zhang Qingdi and said, "Don't rush!"

Zhang Qingdi stopped and looked at him.

"My name is Mountain God! I am an orphan raised by the high priest.

I don't have any special skills, but I have some strength. Do you dare to compete with me in strength, you outsider? "He said with a smile. "I can give you an arm."

The Immortal of the South Pole understood that this was just a show of force.

But aren't you courting death by playing this with Master Qingdi?

"I win, you kneel before the high priest!"

"What if I win?" Zhang Qingdi asked back.

"I'll give you an arm!" The mountain god said to Zhang Qingdi seriously.

"I don't want your arm. If you lose, just kowtow to me three times." Zhang Qingdi was very sensible.

If he hadn't wanted to ask what the Nine-Turn Moss was, Master Qing would have smashed his head.

"Okay!" The mountain god drew a line on the ground and stretched out his arms.

Zhang Qingdi didn't know how to compare for a moment and looked at him blankly.

The guy said with a slightly mocking tone, "Let's see who can cross this line."

"I thought it was some kind of high-end competition method. It's such a simple competition, why are you so proud of it?" Zhang Qingdi sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense, are you afraid?"

"I find this method boring." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile, "I am standing here. If you can make me take a step back, I will lose."

"Arrogant Kaito! You will pay for your arrogance!"

"Push it." Zhang Qingdi didn't want to say any more to this fool.

He placed his arms on Zhang Qingdi's shoulders and used all his strength at once, but Zhang Qingdi stood there motionless.

"Are you trying hard?" asked Zhang Qingdi.

"what!"

At this time, the mountain god used all his strength.

But Zhang Qingdi still stood there calmly, and the mountain god couldn't even tell that he was exerting any effort.

"Or try again?"

"I can't push you." The mountain god gave up. "But you may not be able to push me either!" "I really admire your stupidity." Zhang Qingdi laughed, "Stand firm!"

The mountain god slammed his legs hard and dug them into the ground. He made the strongest defensive gesture, and then Zhang Qingdi stretched out a finger, and nothing happened...

The mountain god was blown back seven or eight steps by the powerful energy from Zhang Qingdi's fingers.

As soon as this guy stood up, he knelt down in front of Zhang Qingdi and kowtowed three times, making the whole earth shake.

"Ahem, ahem, mountain god! Is this how you welcome my distinguished guests?" Finally, the high priest appeared.

The high priest was a thin old man.

His entire body was covered with runes. Zhang Qingdi and Nan Ji Xian Weng both felt the tremendous energy flowing through this guy.

"Damn the mountain god!" He quickly knelt down in front of the high priest.

"Forget it, this won't happen again." said the high priest.

The mountain god stood up and followed the high priest respectfully. The strength displayed by Zhang Qingdi was enough to make the high priest fearful.

In order to show his respect for Emperor Zhang Qing, he had to come out to greet him personally. In the end, Emperor Zhang Qing and Nan Ji Xian Weng were brought into a magnificent temple.

What was enshrined in the temple was actually a piece of snake body.

The high priest saluted the snake body, and the Immortal of the South Pole followed suit. However, Emperor Zhang Qing looked at it but showed no intention of saluting in return.

It's just a piece of snake body. This guy came to see me intact. It's not certain who will give the courtesy.

The high priest glanced at Zhang Qingdi but said nothing more.

When they arrived at the high priest's temple, five or six young girls came to serve the high priest. Zhang Qingdi felt that they were far inferior to his own clam girl.

Zhang Qingdi and Nan Ji Xian Weng sat down, and a young girl brought two bowls of tea.

The color of the tea was like magma, and the Antarctic Immortal was a little afraid to drink it.

Zhang Qingdi smelled it and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing that Zhang Qingdi drank up all the tea, the guards and priests in the temple looked at Zhang Qingdi with unfriendly expressions.

“We don’t know your etiquette, but in our country, eating and drinking everything given by others is the greatest respect for the host.

If you think I am being offensive, then you are going too far." Zhang Qingdi said this confidently.

Mr. Qing explained it this way to prove that he is elegant and easy-going. Otherwise, what can they do if he doesn't explain?

The Immortal of the South Pole drank the tea helplessly.

It tastes good and there is a warm feeling in the body after drinking it.

"Hahaha, this guest is really interesting." The high priest suddenly laughed. "Here, if you drink up the tea poured by others, it means you think the host is stingy."

"Then I really didn't mean that." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile. "Look, we can just talk it out. Why do we have to guess? It will only cause misunderstandings."

Zhang Qingdi's words were suggestive.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, the high priest looked much more serious. He looked at Zhang Qingdi and asked, "So why did you come here?

We haven’t seen the Sea People for nearly a thousand years.”

"We are for..." Zhang Qingdi never remembered the name.

"Nine-turn Mysterious Dew Moss." The Immortal of the South Pole finished his tea and said.

It can be seen that this name was given by the gods themselves, and they obviously have never heard of this name. Nanji Xianweng had to describe the appearance of this Nine-turn Mysterious Dew Moss in detail.

"Ancestral divine grass!" everyone exclaimed.

As soon as Zhang Qingdi heard it, he knew that this thing must be very precious.

As expected, the high priest smiled bitterly and said, "This ancestral divine grass is very precious and has important significance to us."

What they mean is very clear, you want more money.

Zhang Qingdi didn't waste any words and took out a spiritual fruit.

As soon as the spiritual fruit came out, the high priest asked, "Is this the fruit you used as meal payment?"

"The effect of this fruit is a hundred times that of that fruit." Zhang Qingdi said.

The spiritual fruit used as meal money was of the lowest quality, but the one in Zhang Qingdi's hand now was of the highest quality.

Hearing this, the high priest smiled, and a priest came over and took the fruit from Zhang Qingdi.

The high priest took it in his hand, studied it for a while, and then asked the priest to return it.

"Ten of these fruits can be exchanged for one ancestral god grass, but you need to pick the main god grass yourself."

"Two!" Zhang Qingdi bargained. "I'm afraid the Nine Revolutions Moss is not easy to get."

"Nine! No less. The Ancestral God Grass means a lot to us. Giving us one is already great."

The Immortal of the South Pole sat steadily. Although he was very anxious, he knew that he could not be impatient.

Finally, Zhang Qingdi bargained with the high priest.

One ancestral divine grass in exchange for four top-grade spiritual fruits.

Zhang Qingdi first gave two as a deposit. In fact, Zhang Qingdi didn't need to bargain. This top-grade spiritual fruit could already be mass-produced for Jin'ao Island.

But the main thing is that he only brought five!

And Zhang Qingdi thought that maybe this business could be done.

The Nine-Turn Mysterious Dew Moss can repair the bodies of immortals. If Emperor Zhang Qing monopolizes this business, wouldn't he become rich?

However, this high priest seems to be quite greedy, so this matter still needs careful planning.

"The two guests should go and rest first." The high priest said. "As for when to go to collect the ancestral sacred grass, I need to think about it!"

Nanji Xianweng knew that it was useless to worry, so he had to let the girl take them to the guest room. (End of this chapter)