In front of the entire team, there were four monks, an old man at the seventh level of qi refining, with a calm expression, who seemed to be a character sitting in the center, a big man at the fourth level of qi refining, who was also wearing a standard armor, should be the leader of the entire team, and the other two young people were all at the third level of qi refining.

No wonder Ma Xingchen swallowed this breath stiffly, the number of people in this team was more than double that of them, and there were fourteen Qi refining cultivators in it alone, among which there were even late-stage Qi refining cultivators, no matter the scale or strength, it was not something he could provoke.

Seeing that the knight procession was about to pass, the two young men in front of them suddenly grabbed their horses and turned their heads, and the one on the left smiled and said, "Who should I be, isn't this the young man of Mai Town?" ”

The one on the right made an exaggerated expression of sudden realization, and said: "Really, brother, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have thought that there was a famine, one by one, there is not even a decent piece of clothing, what is the difference between this and the team that escaped the famine?" ”

Hearing this, the young man on the left laughed and said, "Brother, what you said is really appropriate, the more I look at it, the more I look like it, the poor place is different." ”

Ma Xingchen had long recognized these two people, they were the twin sons of the mayor of Jufu Town, which was under the jurisdiction of Tongguan Town, the slightly older one on the right was called Ju Jiao, and the slightly smaller one on the left was called Ju Han. It can be seen from the outfit of this team of knights that the scale and strength of the mourning town are much larger than that of Mai Town, and the two places are not very far apart, and there are occasional contacts in private.

Ma Xingchen is the same age as Ju Jiao and Ju Qiang, and they used to play together when they were children, of course, most of the time, it was Ju Jiao and Ju Qiang who joined forces to bully Ma Xingchen, and the memory was not very good, so the last thing Ma Xingchen wanted to see when he came to Tongqi County this time was the two of them in Jufu Town, but he didn't expect luck to be so back, and they were caught up by them before they reached the city gate.

Mai Town is remote and small, and the town elder scraped together to get a twenty-person escort team for his son, but the financial resources are limited, and there are no armor, weapons, and mounts, and he only trained in a hurry for a few days before leaving, and a bunch of men, women, and children, dressed in a variety of ways, and the chaotic appearance does look similar to the escape team.

Ma Xingchen knew that he couldn't afford to provoke these two, so he could only swallow this breath and said with a cold face: "Ju Jiao, Ju Qiang, what do you want to do?" ”

Ju Jiao rode on the horse, looked at Ma Xingchen condescendingly, and said: "It's nothing, it just feels a little strange, with your Ma Dashao's strength, you dare to come to participate in the Holy Son preselection, won't you come to let others see jokes, right?" Holy Son pre-selection, there are only ten places in the entire Tongcoffin County, and there are more than 100 competitors, even our brothers don't dare to expect it, what are you here to make a fuss about? ”

There is no need for these two people to say more, Ma Xingchen also knows that he has little hope of winning, otherwise he would not have hesitated when he saw the copper coffin county just now, but he has not tried, who dares to say that he must not be able to? It has been decades since there was such a chance to soar, and my father spent countless energy for his future, and he had to fight for everything.

Thinking of this, Ma Xingchen said coldly: "Don't worry about whether it's a joke or not." ”

Ju Han pouted and said: "It's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs, since that's the case, let's wait and see what you can do to stand out." ”

After finishing speaking, Ju Jiao and Ju Han pulled the reins, and led the knights of the brigade to rush towards the direction of the copper coffin county, the old man in the late stage of qi refining in the knight team and the granite of the fifth layer of qi refining in this team were just watching from beginning to end, no movement, no speech, no change in expression, their task was to sit in the town, and they would ignore other mundane things, let alone participate in this kind of child's bickering, unless it came to the moment when the life of their young master was at stake.

The knight of the mourning town left, bringing up smoke and dust all the way, the people of Mai Town looked at the team in the distance, their faces were complicated, and the others didn't say anything, but Qingyang's heart became more and more strange, this is the second time that someone said about the Holy Son preselection, when it was in Mai Town, the mayor of the town had mentioned the Holy Son preselection, and someone asked below, but the mayor of the town cleverly changed the topic, Qingyang also noticed it at that time, but I didn't expect to hear about it for the second time today.

Qingyang had heard in the first seven villages that there were a total of seven overlords in the Fallen Ghost Abyss, and the one who controlled this area was called the Immeasurable Saint Venerable, could it be that this Holy Son pre-selection had something to do with that Saint Venerable?

If that's the case, then it's a good thing, I'm worried that I don't have a chance to get close to the high-level cultivators of the Fallen Ghost Abyss, if it really matters, there will be a large number of high-level monks gathered together, and then it will be much easier to find a way to find a healing pill.

If he has the opportunity, he can help this Ma Da Shao, if he can choose all the way, he can follow him to the Dry Mound City, and even the side of the Immeasurable Saint Venerable, but most of his means are restricted, I don't know if he can help.

Waiting for the people in the mourning town to go away, Ma Xingchen also adjusted his mood, waved his hand, and the whole team continued to set off, and it took almost an hour for the whole team to finally enter Tongqi County.

What happened before, Ma Xingchen was not in a very good mood, but the people in the escort team were not affected too much, for them, they are used to living a hard life at the bottom, and this side is indeed inferior to the other party, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal to be ridiculed by them, what kind of holy son preselection, what does it have to do with them? Just eat food on an errand and do your own errand.

I don't know how many times the scale of Tongqi County is larger than Mai Town, and any narrow street and alley seems to be more upscale than Mai Town, with luxurious and beautiful houses, dazzling shops, and monks coming and going, so that the guards who came for the first time were almost dazzled.

The whole team of more than 20 people, food and accommodation is not a small expense, the street, close to the city center of the shop is too expensive, Ma Xingchen can't afford it, and finally the group found an inn in a remote alley in the city, there is just a set of compounds that can be used for many people to live, a total of more than 20 rooms, the price is not expensive, everyone eats and lodging, and there is only a spirit stone a month.

That night, everyone stayed in the inn, and early the next morning, Ma Xingchen took a few guards out to run errands, and left a few guards to stay at the inn, and the rest of the people could take turns to go out shopping.

The three people in the first seven villages happened to be on the first day off, and the three fat men and the paper old man had long heard of the prosperity of Tongqi County, and now that they finally came here, could they still endure loneliness? I came to Qingyang early in the morning, and I went shopping with him.