In Beiyuan City, in a secret room to the outside world, the monk surnamed Li was sitting in the void three feet above the ground, the divine light behind his head was flickering, and the true yuan was surging around him, making it seem that this person was as powerful as a god.

The monk surnamed Li pursed his dry lips: "Overlord Gong, when I practice this treasure, my actual combat ability will be on the next level, and it is estimated that I can rank in the top twenty among the Dragon and Tiger Monks in Beiyuan City, and then I will have the capital to devote myself to the Mirage Hall to become their guest elder!"

The monk surnamed Li knew that his own exercises were not outstanding, and it was all because of an adventure that he had such a pure true element, and after practicing this treasure, even if he couldn't come up with high-level exercises in the Mirage Palace, he could get the treatment he deserved in the Mirage with his strength.

The monk surnamed Li's eyes flashed with a strange light, his fingers moved, and he hit the Dao magic trick to a golden mace a few zhang away in front of him, and suddenly the thunder sound in the secret room here made people tremble, and the Dao magic trick was formed into a rune and reflected in the magic weapon, and this sixth-order magic weapon began to have a trace of close connection.

Somewhere in the castle of Kitahara, there is an extremely elegant courtyard in the dense laurel forest, which is a good place for a tryst.

"It's worthy of five thousand spirit stones a night, just this elegant courtyard with pure spiritual energy will have to be hundreds of high-grade spirit stones in one night!" "The monk surnamed Xu thought to himself in a quiet room in this small courtyard after looking left and right.

Just as he was looking around, there was a soft sound of jade ornaments rubbing against his clothes outside, and the monk surnamed Xu hurriedly stood up and turned his back, pretending to look at a landscape painting in this private room.

He is like a prostitute who has just entered the Qinglou, pretending to be a veteran, in order not to let others see that he is the first time to come.

Of course, this guy didn't just provoke Fengyue places, but it was the first time that he experienced such an expensive thing, and this kind of mentality is the restraint of consumption upgrades, just like the man who often bought cooking cakes on the side of the road suddenly decided to go to the restaurant, and the elegant seat in the restaurant was serious, for fear that others would see him timid.

The fragrant wind outside moved, and he didn't look back, but smelling the fresh fragrance, he knew that the fairy he had made an appointment with tonight was coming, and his heart couldn't help beating a little faster, what kind of woman does this have to be, a night is worth five thousand.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm invited, the concubine has made you wait for a long time!" a young woman's gentle voice sounded, as if it had a somewhat familiar taste.

Standing with his hands behind his back, the monk surnamed Xu, who was deliberately pretending to be forced, turned his head, and the gentle smile on his face quickly froze,

"Fairy Jiang, it's you!"

The nun surnamed Jiang was dressed completely differently from Bai Ri, she changed into a light yellow low-cut palace dress, revealing her plump and white breasts, and the fitting clothes wrapped her delicate and clear figure, which was charming and full of dusty temperament in light elegance.

The wide skirt is quite elegant and luxurious, and the cloud-like hair pulls a bun near the clouds, a delicate little flower, and a few round pearls are dotted between the black hair.

It can be seen that she was carefully dressed before she came, this woman's skin is like clotted fat, the head of the moth eyebrows, and her extremely beautiful face was originally with the same smile as the monk surnamed Xu, but at this time, it was completely frozen like the monk surnamed Xu.

The monk surnamed Xu suddenly recalled that the monk surnamed Li whispered to him that the phoenix on the ground is not as good as a chicken, it turned out to be this meaning, it means something, and he also gave away the dark incense talisman, it is estimated that he has patronized this Jiang fairy before.

Thousands of thoughts were flashing in the heart of the monk surnamed Xu, and he couldn't accept that the unattainable fairy in his mind would do such a thing.

Accidentally!

Heartache!

Pity!

Disappointed!

There are also acquaintances who are embarrassed to meet in this scene.

"Fairy Jiang...... Do your family know about the secret incense talisman?" asked the monk surnamed Xu.

After the ugly thing of the female cultivator surnamed Jiang was broken by an acquaintance, her face turned pale, and then she looked at the eyes of the monk surnamed Xu with pity and other meanings, this look deeply pierced her heart, the former lady of the sky, the family was in the middle of the road, and she was reduced to secretly selling spring, so that those male cultivators who originally looked down on themselves came to sympathize with themselves.

The female cultivator surnamed Jiang quickly calmed down, smiled contemptuously, and returned the words with a slightly arrogant expression, and asked rhetorically:

"Xu Daoyou, you buy a dark incense talisman, does your family know?"

The monk surnamed Xu was speechless when he was refuted, and the nun surnamed Jiang looked indifferent, calmed down for a few moments, grinned a stiff and somewhat disdainful smile, and then asked:

"Xu Daoyou, do you still need it tonight, I was stimulated by you through the dark incense talisman issued by Piaoxianglou, I have been called, that is, I have fulfilled my promised duty, if you don't need it, Piaoxianglou will not return you a spirit stone. ”

The monk surnamed Xu hesitated in his heart, wanted to have a one-night spring supper, and felt that it seemed inappropriate to get Fairy Jiang in this way, and secretly thought that Fairy Jiang had fallen to this point because of his brother, and said after being stunned:

"Fairy Jiang, can you stop doing this in the future, your cultivation is not low, why don't you do something else, if there is a difficulty, lack of spirit stones, Xu can help you. ”

Men have two hobbies, the young woman of the Laliang family goes into the water, and persuades the woman to be good.

The former is the instinct of seeing the color, and it is the instinct of potential evil in human nature. The latter is completely immature in mind, thinking that he is a saint, putting himself on the moral high ground, and condescending to save others in the posture of a savior, regardless of whether the current situation of others needs to be saved.

The female cultivator surnamed Jiang sneered, "What's wrong with me doing this, I am self-reliant, this industry has never declined since ancient times, you and I are acquaintances who know the roots, there is a soul behind each of your spirit stones, spend your spirit stones, I am afraid of losing my own blessings." ”

It is not easy to survive in troubled times, and for women who are about to be cornered, they long for a strong arm to rely on.

But for the female cultivators who have broken through the bottom line with the fall of the scriptures and have been reduced to sending dark incense talismans, they are not so eager to see the salvation of the strong, they do not want condescending salvation, what they lack is the understanding after equal dialogue.

It's like desperately defending against foreign soldiers, who hope for reinforcements when they fight bloodily. But the reinforcements did not appear, they tried their last strength but still did not fight a strong enemy, and the soldiers were defeated and became prisoners, and what they longed for at this time was understanding. Understand their trade-offs, do not seek to be able to be juxtaposed with heroes who have made meritorious contributions to the enemy, and do not seek to be juxtaposed with heroes and martyrs who sacrificed their lives, but please don't treat them as cowards, they consider themselves not cowards, and it is an insult to them to treat them as cowards.

The nun surnamed Jiang doesn't need others to see her as a fairy, and she also doesn't need to be saved by others, and it would be an insult to her to treat her as a nun who needs to be saved, in contrast, she is more willing to accept what she needs, and it is much better than the sympathy with contemptuous eyes.

The face of the monk surnamed Xu changed slightly, who called him the spirit stone was not right, and the other party was indeed qualified to scold him.

The nun surnamed Jiang was sarcastic again, saying:

"Acquaintance, I'll give you a piece of advice, your little spirit stone had better be spent quickly, there are thieves in Beiyuan City, as long as you give enough spirit stones, none of them dare to move, you have done a lot of good things in Dajin, I don't know if someone will buy your head with spirit stones one day, if you die, the spirit stone has not been wasted, it is not worth it, and it is in vain to waste your scheming to bite people everywhere and report." ”

The monk surnamed Xu looked annoyed, "Fairy Jiang, Xu hasn't provoked your Jiang family!"

"Yes, you have provoked my Jiang family, if you have provoked my Jiang family, how will I let you live until now?" Fairy Jiang sneered, "My Jiang family can't fight the evil division, but that Bai Yuhe, who chased the wind and tried in vain to pick up a layer of oil from my Jiang family, was trained into the Yin Soul Banner by the ancestor to refine his soul." ”

"By the way, Bai Yuhe should know you, you are all peers, you are all doing the same thing, do you feel a little sad about the rabbit and the fox!"

The two of them were like fire and water, and the monk surnamed Xu realized that people like him even if they earned some spirit stones, they were still disdainful in the eyes of the other party, and they still did not have the capital to look down and sympathize with the other party.

"The fairy has hatred in his heart, Xu said goodbye!"

The female cultivator surnamed Jiang looked at the distant light, her face showed disdain, and she said to herself: "What kind of dog thing, betraying friends for glory, pretending to be a good person in front of this girl, I want you to help?"

The Great Jin Dynasty is in the midst of turmoil, and there are many monks from the Great Jin Dynasty gathered in the Beiyuan City, all kinds of living beings, all kinds of drunken dreams and deaths, joys and sorrows are staged in the city, there are people who get rich and spend a lot of money, there are people who have fallen into selling their bodies, it is not easy to live, and there are people who sacrifice their lives for a few elixirs.

In another part of the city, this is a huge Colosseum, where there are thousands of cultivators, but most of them are fugue monks, and there are also thirty or forty dragon and tiger monks, and there is a lot of noise inside, and in the middle of the Colosseum, there is a fugue stage change Taoist monk who is fighting with two fourth-order Vajra ink spiders.

The Changing Dao Monk turned into a human-faced wolf, and was fiercely fighting with two Vajra Ink Spiders that were more than two feet tall like steel, and the forelimbs of the Vajra Ink Spider were like steel knives, leaving Dao scars on the human-faced wolf.

All the cultivators in the audience were screaming, all of them were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, some people were constantly cheering for the weak human-faced wolf, and some were cheering for the Vajra Ink Spider, hoping that the two Vajra Ink Spiders would kill the human-faced wolf quickly.

This is not a performance, this is a life and death situation, after the changing Dao monk entered the Colosseum, there were only two results, one was to kill the demon beast, and the other was to let him be buried in the belly of the demon beast, without admitting defeat.

The reason why the cultivators shouted excitedly was that they had made a bet here.

In the circular Colosseum, there are several huge octagonal mirrors that are sacrificed and suspended in the void in a circle, and there are many mysterious runes circulating behind the smooth treasure mirror, and the back of this huge octagonal mirror is swallowing a faint glow.

In the mirror on its front, the real-time scene of the ring in the middle of the Colosseum is magnified by a hundredfold.

Those fugue and even spiritual initiators who were seated far away would be able to see every detail of the fighting method with their naked eyes, and if they wished, they could use their divine sense to probe into the mirror, as if they were in the ring.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at these giant mirrors, and all the monks who bet on them were afraid of missing the slightest detail.

"Yang Daoyou, this time you have to look away, this Xu Mo is afraid that he will be dismembered by the Vajra Ink Spider!" In a VIP room in the Colosseum, a brocade-robed monk smiled and said slowly.