Huang Wuji, who had made a small gain, left the Chu family's pawnshop and looked up at the sky, calculated it carefully in his heart, and delayed in the pawnshop for half an hour, looking at the passers-by around him.

It's almost noon, go to Mingyue Tower to eat. Huang Wuji misses the food from Xudong a little, and it can indeed be regarded as a must in the Tang Dynasty. Huang Wuji strolled towards the reassuring of the Mingyue Tower.

Because the clothes worn by Huang Wuji today are very low-key and deliberately restrain his momentum, outsiders still think they are ordinary people's children. If it weren't for the white jade-like skin, probably everyone would have confessed their mistake.

When he came to Mingyue Tower, Xiao Er's eyes were sharp-eyed, and he had received Huang Wuji several times, so he remembered this generous prince very clearly in his heart. Xiao Er sent a guest to the table, and regardless of whether the guest ordered or not, he hurriedly ran to Huang Wuji's side and whispered: "Your Highness, is it an old rule!"

The guests who were thrown aside made a fuss, and when they saw Xiao Er's courtesy to a kid wearing an ordinary gray cloth shirt, he felt that he had been greatly insulted, his face changed, and he scolded Xiao Er loudly: "Xiao Er, don't give your uncle death yet!"

Then he pointed at Huang Wuji and scolded: "The little fart boy from there, Mingyue Tower can also come with your identity, if you don't have the money to pay the bill, if not, it's still too late to get out now, or kowtow to your uncle three times, maybe the uncle is in a good mood to help you pay!".

Huang Wuji was a little depressed because he couldn't find 50,000 years of luck, and when he heard what someone said about him, a wave of anger rose in his heart for no reason, and without saying a word, his white palm, which was like jade, suddenly glowed with a golden luster.

The dragon in the Vajra Fist showed its strength and struck at the arrogant guests there. That guest himself is also a practitioner, but his cultivation is not very good, he can only be said to be a half-ass, and he is Huang Wuji's opponent.

There is no doubt that the guest was slapped by Huang Wuji and smashed a window and flew to Mingyue Tower. A trace of blood flashed in Huang Wuji's eyes, and he looked at the broken window and said softly: "This prince is also something you can discuss!"

The pedestrians on the street were also startled by the sudden flying man, and when they flew out, they vomited blood in their mouths, and a very obvious palm print on their chests, which made the people on the street take a detour and didn't even dare to care.

Huang Wuji cleaned up the man as if he was fighting a mosquito, and waved his hand casually. As always, I walked towards the third floor of Mingyue Building, and under the leadership of Xiao Er, I came to Huang Wuji's fixed private room, even if the guests were full every day, such a private room would not be given to others.

Entering the private room, Huang Wuji walked down and instructed Xiao Er: "Go and let your Mr. Xu personally cook a good dish for this prince!" Xiao Er answered, just about to turn around and leave, Xiao Er is also a clever person, seeing Huang Wuji's clothes, he knows that this prince must not have brought money today, and he doesn't want to offend a prince for a reward.

Xiao Er's knowledge, Huang Wuji can't see it, and he also has some love for this Xiao Er. Stopped Xiao Er, took out a silver ticket with the smallest denomination from his sleeve, handed it over and said, "Do a good job, the benefits are indispensable to you!"

Xiao Er saw that the silver ticket was one hundred taels, and he quickly knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward!" Huang Wuji nodded, Xiao Er got up, and walked out of the private room with a smile on his face.

Huang Wuji looked at Xiao Er and thought of the world. In this world, if you want others to be loyal to you, you have to pay a sufficient price, and no one will help you without a sufficient price. Trust is a very luxurious word for Huang Wuji.

Xiao Er didn't come up, and about a quarter of an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and the knock on the door woke Huang Wuji up.

"Come in!" Huang Wuji shouted softly. "Squeak!" The door was pushed open, and Xu Donglai walked in with a tray, his originally smiling eyes suddenly widened the moment he saw Huang Wuji, with a look of disbelief.

Putting down the tray, Xu Donglai looked at Huang Wuji carefully on the chair, and finally said in a jealous tone: "I said can you kid not be scary, it's only been a few days, and you have entered the Eight Realms of Breaking Doors, so why should I feel embarrassed!".

Xu Donglai has a deep jealousy of Huang Wuji's perverted cultivation skyrocketing speed. Back then, when he was still at Huang Wuji's age, he was still struggling in the self-cultivation realm, and in order to improve his cultivation every day, he was even trying to figure out how to improve his cultivation quickly when he was eating.

"Mr. Xu passed the award, he only broke through a week ago, and now he has not made any progress at all!" Huang Wuji said in a tone that considered himself modest. However, when he heard these words, in Xu Donglai's ears, they changed greatly.

"Boy, you don't have to make an inch, enter the Eight Realms of Breaking Doors, you can be regarded as a master in Kyoto. Back then, when I advanced from the first level of the Eight Realms to the second level, it took me a full year and five months, and you are still not satisfied, and you want to make progress in just one week!" Xu Dong looked at Huang Wuji and said in a jealous tone.

Huang Wuji smiled and didn't say anything. Xu Donglai changed his words, looked at Huang Wuji mysteriously and said in a low voice: "Boy, I heard that you have been in the limelight this week!"

"Honor!" Huang Wuji knew what Xu Dong was talking about, and replied unceremoniously. "Boy, the Blood Demon Gate's power in Kyoto is not small, you can wipe out all the four strongholds in seven nights, it really makes me look at it differently, and it proves my vision even more!" Xu Donglai unabashedly exaggerated Huang Wuji.

"It's just a blood demon gate, and this prince doesn't care about it yet. In the coming day, this prince will become a great cultivator, and he will definitely personally kill the Blood Demon Gate outside the Fangwai, and kill the Blood Demon Gate up and down without leaving a chicken dog behind!" The blood-devouring killing intent in Huang Wuji's tone made Xu Donglai seem to see the future tragedy of the Blood Demon Gate, and he couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

Xu Donglai smiled awkwardly, although he believed in Huang Wuji's determination, and even seemed to see the tragedy of the destruction of the Blood Demon Gate in the future. However, there are still some unbeliefs in my heart, how huge the power of the Blood Demon Sect is outside the party, as the head of the evil path, the appeal in the evil path can be said to be unparalleled.

Huang Wuji wanted to use his strength to fight against the entire evil path, which was also one of the reasons why Xu Donglai was not optimistic.

Huang Wuji was a little hungry, looked at the delicious food on the table, shook off his cheeks and ate and drank. After a while, about half of the food on the table had been cleared.

And, in a somewhat dilapidated house, Ya Gongjia sat on the bed with a nervous expression, holding a sandalwood box in his hand, trying to open the box. But with all my strength, the box still wouldn't open.

The sandalwood box that could not be opened made the official A full of expectations for the contents of the box. Although, the sandalwood box is very precious. But, relative to the contents of the house, Ya Gongjia gritted his teeth and took out a hammer from a cabinet on the side, ready to break the sandalwood box.

"Bang bang bang!" resounded in the room with the sound of continuous hammer tapping. Ya Gongjia panted and looked at the sandalwood box, there was not even a crack on the box, and the hammer had already been thrown aside.

"Damn, what kind of box is it, you can't even break a hammer!" In a fit of rage, he picked up the sandalwood box and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Bang!" a small voice caught the attention of the officer, and a piece of sandalwood fell from the sandalwood box. Ya Gongjia was overjoyed, and hurriedly picked up the box, and saw that there was a black garden spot in the place where there was no sandalwood.

Seeing the dots, the officer suddenly became excited, and found the button of the mechanism. The officer A couldn't wait to press on the dot, and with a snap, the sandalwood box opened automatically, only to see a crimson light rising into the sky, and the strong light instantly pierced the eyes of the officer A with severe pain.

The powerful fluctuations spread throughout Kyoto again, and Huang Wuji, who was in the Mingyue Tower, suddenly stopped eating, his face was flushed with a hint of anger, his eyes turned golden, and a figure appeared in it.

"Bold, my things dare to move, it's really looking for death!" Huang Wuji shouted angrily, no matter what Xu Donglai thought, he pushed open the window of the private room on the third floor, jumped out at once, and rushed in the direction of the red pillar of luck.

Xu Donglai's cultivation was not bad, and he also felt the mysterious fluctuations. He didn't have the Qi Hope Technique, so he could only sigh in his heart, and being able to feel it didn't mean that he could find it.

However, he still heard Huang Wuji's words. When he thought that the thing that emitted mysterious fluctuations was Huang Wuji, and he also knew that the origin must not be simple, he felt a trace of envy in his heart.

has the ability to have treasures, and the power is not small. At a young age, he is a person who has worked hard for almost a hundred years.

The moment Huang Wuji rushed out of the Bright Moon Tower, his body suddenly doubled, and the huge King Kong body with more than a foot in size made his speed increase again, and he ran fast on the roof along the way.

Huang Wuji's speed had reached its limit at this time, like a black shadow. The red pillar of luck disappeared, but Huang Wuji still remembered the direction, and in a moment he reached the position where the pillar of luck had just emanated.

Looking at the dozen or so families around, Huang Wuji couldn't be sure which one it was. If you search from house to house, on a large scale, you may alarm other people, and the mysterious fluctuations will not only be felt by yourself, but also by some cultivators.

Just when Huang Wuji was thinking of a way, sneaky people walked out of a room, still holding a sandalwood box in their hands, with an excited expression.

Huang Wuji immediately recognized the identity of the person who came, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that he would be pecked by the geese all day long. Huang Wuji remembers very well how this official swore and cursed in the pawnshop today.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Huang Wuji landed in the courtyard of the official A, and the official A was startled by the sudden loud noise. When I looked up, I saw a giant man more than three meters tall standing in front of him, and with a click, the sandalwood box fell to the ground, and the whole person was stunned.

"You dare to be greedy for ink for my things, I can't spare you!" Huang Wuji punched towards Ya Gong Jia, who was just an ordinary person who knew a little about fists and feet, and he could withstand a punch equivalent to the sixth weight of the Eight Realms of Breaking Doors.

And. It was still a punch mixed with anger, and there was no doubt that the official armor was directly beaten to pieces by Huang Wuji's punch, and pieces of minced meat were splashed everywhere. Huang Wuji, who has never been deceived by himself, has a lot of anger in his heart, but there is still a lot of it in his heart.

Seeing that the house of the servant was angry for no reason, he punched the house, crackling, and the house built of stone was smashed by Huang Wuji in a circle, and every part of the house, including the furniture, was tossed into pieces.

After doing everything, the anger in Huang Wuji's heart seemed to disappear, and he picked up the sandalwood box that fell on the ground and quickly left the scene. The moment he picked up the sandalwood box, Huang Wuji could feel the powerful fluctuations inside the box, and knew that the contents of the sandalwood box were the power of luck that he had been looking for.

The consumption of the Vajra body is too huge, and Huang Wuji is equivalent to the sixth spiritual power of the Eight Realms of Breaking the Gate, and it can't support it for a long time. After leaving the street where the official was located, he came to a sparsely populated alley and walked in.

When he came out, he had already turned into a child, still dressed in a gray shirt, with a sandalwood box thrown up and down in his hand, no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of excitement.

Huang Wuji looked at the sandalwood box, although he didn't know what was inside, but he had the power of 50,000 years of crimson luck, which should not be much worse than what he got in the Hung Lotus Cave Heaven, and it could even be said that it was a lot more than that.

Huang Wuji couldn't wait to move in the direction of the Prince's Mansion, but halfway through, he realized that he seemed to be lost. Stunned, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Huang Wuji believed that he was really lost.

(End of chapter)