"Which wall are you going to walk?"

Regarding Mu Changsheng's choice, Ying Long was very surprised: "I thought you would choose the wall of the Lion Camel King, but if you take the road of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, I advise you to be careful, there is something wrong with that descending dragon, there are things that make my heart palpitate." ”

"Aren't you a dragon too, people call it descending dragons, it's normal for you to feel scared, don't worry, this seat won't laugh at you." ”

Mu Changsheng teased, and was a little surprised when he said: "But what I didn't expect is that the Dragon God Prince is also quite concerned!"

"Shut up, bullshit dragon descending, if it's just about cultivation, ten of him is not my opponent, it must be some magic weapon or means that Rulai gave him, as for reminding you, ......"

Ying Long snorted coldly, and glanced at Mu Changsheng as he spoke: "Don't put gold on your face, I'm afraid that something will happen to my father's heart-protecting dragon scales, and the life and death of you bastard is my business!"

After speaking, he came to the little monk with yellow eyebrows with a straight face, and in front of the wall he had just entered, he raised his hand to touch the wall and was also sucked into it by a vortex that suddenly appeared.

After watching Ying Long enter the wall, the smile on Mu Changsheng's face slowly faded, and he turned around and walked towards the wall where the dragon and tiger were subdued.

"If you go over there, maybe you can help me test whether that little monk with yellow eyebrows has those two treasures on him!"

As for Ying Long's reminder, although he teased Ying Long after listening to it just now, he was already on guard in his heart.

After all, his current skill is comparable to Ying Long, and it is impossible for him not to perceive what Ying Long can feel.

If he guessed correctly, the dragon must have a powerful magic weapon on his body, or...... Rulai is also the same as Xingtian, leaving a magical power on the body of the descending dragon.

In his muttering, the man was soon in front of the wall, and then the image on the wall changed, and a whirlpool appeared.

There was no end in sight to the whirlpool, and a huge suction force was emitted from it, which sucked Mu Changsheng into it at once, and then the painting wall returned to its original state again.

The whole hall fell silent again, as if no one had ever been here.

Shout!

Mu Changsheng was sucked into the whirlpool of deep darkness, so that he could not see or hear anything, just as he suddenly fell from the world of light into darkness, and became blind and deaf.

However, his blindness and deafness only lasted for a short moment, and suddenly his eyes suddenly opened up, and he saw the light and all things in the world, and at the same time there was a noise in his ears.

"Steamed buns, hot steamed buns......"

"Steamed buns, delicious and cheap steamed buns......"

When the pastor came to his senses, he found himself in the bustling street of a city, surrounded by bustling pedestrians and small vendors on both sides of the street.

"Again...... What the hell is this place?"

The shepherd muttered in a low voice, but when he looked at himself, he couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that I was unkempt and ragged at this time, holding a long bamboo stick in my right hand and a broken rice bowl in my left hand, living the image of a beggar.

What made his old face even more red was that at this time, his body constantly exuded a unique smell, constantly attracting the patronage of mosquitoes and flies, as well as the contemptuous glances of passing men, women and children.

"It's ...... Whatsma...... Situation?"

Mu Changsheng stood in the center of the street, and was a little confused for a while: "Let me be a beggar like a Xuan Immortal, are you kidding?"

"Humph!"

But soon he came back to his senses and looked up to the sky and hummed: "I will accompany you as much as you want, but this beggar just won't do it." ”

As he spoke, he shook his body in place and shouted, "Change!"

But it was he who used eight or nine Xuangong to change against the wind, wanting to change a better appearance.

After shouting, Mu Changsheng calmly looked at himself, but it was okay not to look at it, and his jaw almost dropped when he saw it.

I saw that his body was still in rags, and when he touched his head, he was still unkempt, and his dress was still as sharp as just now, and nothing had changed.

"What ......"

Seeing this, Mu Changsheng's eyes suddenly flickered, and when he came back to his senses and tried to activate the mana again, he only felt that his body had become empty, and all his cultivation and mana were gone, just like the last time he was riddled with karma.

And this time it's worse than karma, because last time it was just his cultivation that was lost, and the primordial spirit, magic weapon, and powerful physical body did not disappear, but this time the spell, magic weapon, powerful physical body, and everything including Zhong Ling disappeared.

At this moment, he has no mana, no supernatural powers, no powerful physical body and divine power of gods and demons, and now he is just an ordinary mortal, and he is also a beggar among mortals.

"I rely on ......"

The shepherd sat on the ground with a thud and lost his mind: "Why do you want to kill me!"

"Alas......"

"It's not easy for beggars to mix these days, and I've been hungry for another ......."

Seeing him like this, passers-by shook their heads, and one of the passing Xiucai even sighed.

"Mother, mother, look ......"

At this time, a woman who seemed to be from a good family led a little girl of five or six years old, and when the little girl saw that the shepherd had given birth, she called the woman to look at her, and as she spoke, she took the woman and came over.

"Here you go!"

After coming, the woman stared at Mu Changsheng vigilantly, and the little girl squatted down in front of Mu Changsheng, took out a small embroidered purse, and put the three copper coins in it on the ground and said sweetly.

"Goodbye!"

After the little girl gave the shepherd a copper coin, she turned around and waved her hand to the shepherd when she left.

"Clams?"

Mu Changsheng touched the copper coin on the ground, raised it and raised it to the sun to star, and said helplessly: "The Holy Lord of Qiankun, who calls for wind and rain, is it now to the point of relying on people for alms?"

"What a joke!"

But soon the pastor Changsheng shook the palm of his hand, clutched the three copper coins in the palm of his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "This seat is the Holy Lord of Qiankun, immortal, does not eat or drink, has not tasted fireworks in the world for hundreds of years, and now I still need to eat ......."

"Gollum ......"

But before he could finish his sentence, his stomach cried out in anger, and at the same time, a strong contraction in his abdomen that had not appeared for hundreds of years, and which he had almost forgotten now, came.

"What, even my stomach is starting to get hungry?"

The pastor Changsheng's face darkened, and then he looked around, and the hunger in his stomach made him very uncomfortable now.

"Let's go, anyway, it's from a mortal, so how about tasting the grains of the world again?"

Mu Changsheng shook his head helplessly, stood up from the ground and looked at the crowded street: "When you have enough to eat and have strength, let's see how you can get out of this ghost place." ”

As he spoke, he began to weave through the crowd looking for a place to eat.