Journey To Longevity

And below the Jiuyang Pavilion and the Wansheng Building, there is a huge sapphire square. If someone looks closely, they can see the stripes and stripes carved on it, exuding a hazy light, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

These patterns are as thick as the thumbs of ordinary people, and as thin as hair. If you are a monk with a delicate mind, you may be able to see that the formations arranged on the Qingyu Square are actually similar to the formations depicted on the bottom of the two Qingyu buildings. Echoing each other, it is easy to float the sapphire pavilion above in the mid-air of nearly thirty feet.

And the many shops that existed before this Qingyu Square have been demolished long ago, not even half of the beams and pillars, half of the bricks and tiles can be seen.

Around this sapphire square, the monks from Jiuyang Pavilion and Wansheng Building are each responsible for half of the patrol tasks, and they are wearing armor and holding swords, stepping forward!

Seeing this scene, these foundation-building monks all turned pale. They walked quickly to the Qingyu Square. They were still a few feet away when they were patrolled by a group of armored monks from the Wansheng Tower. set up, stop,

"The Ten Thousand Saints Building is an important place, so don't come near it. If fellow Taoists need any miraculous medicines, utensils and exercises, you are welcome to go upstairs to buy them."

"Buy your mother's, where's my shop?" Among the fishy-smelling Foundation Establishment cultivators, one of them was a dark man in a half-body scale armor with a more violent temper and a thunderous voice. As the man shouted angrily, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators beside him also had fierce faces, and their bulging muscles were jumping and jumping.

The nearby monks were attracted by the scolding, and the young men who greeted customers at the door of several old shops nearby also heard the sound, stretched their heads, and looked over there.

In one of the shops called "Huang Ji Miscellaneous Store", two young men in green clothes also looked for their reputation, and when they saw those foundation-building monks, their faces immediately became anxious.

"Fourth brother, hurry up and call the proprietress." One of the young servants in Tsing Yi, who looked more stable, said to the other, speaking a little fast.

"what?"

"Ah what, go and call the proprietress in the store, I'll go to the shopkeeper's side." The young man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand and pointed towards the grocery store. Another young man with dull eyes finally understood the location. nod.

The young man in Tsing Yi didn't care to look too much, and rushed across the street in front of the shop. In the middle of the street about ten feet wide, the beast carts were running fast. Amidst the sound of cursing, he ran to the opposite side without any risk. Before he even had time to catch his breath, he quickly ran to the side of the foundation-building cultivator in half-body scale armor.

"The shopkeeper..." The young man rushed to the side of the foundation-building monks, and seeing that everyone was looking aggressive, he was frightened by the mana fluctuations emitted by their foundation-building monks, and immediately trembled, even what he wanted to say was blocked In the knot in the throat, I tried my best to force out a few words.

"San'er, why are you here? Where's our shop? We went out to sea, why did my elder brother's shop disappear? Is it because of this gang of turtles?" A middle-aged man with a slippery bald head pulled Guo Juvenile asked a question, and pointed at the patrolling soldiers with his fingers.

"What happened, where is Liang Cheng?" A monk with the appearance of a literati in brocade clothes descended from the sky, and slowly landed between the armored soldier and the foundation-building monks. There was a fishy smell in the air. The literati monk frowned slightly, and after closing his sense of smell, he said in a deep voice, not angry but arrogant.

That Liang Cheng is the leader of the soldiers patrolling the Wansheng Building today, with a cultivation level of the eighth floor of the foundation, if he was there, he would have stopped the place immediately, and he would not have so many nearby monks watching.

The armor soldier at the front had an unnatural expression on his face. Leader Liang of the Wansheng Building and Leader Ouyang of the Jiuyang Pavilion met for a drink and had fun together. If someone else was in front of him, he would definitely tell a lie. It can be regarded as selling Liang Cheng as a favor. But in front of this person, he dared not hide anything.

But when he was about to speak, the literati monk waved his hand, so that he didn't need to say much.

The literati cultivator turned to look at the angry-looking juniors who established the foundation, and saw that he looked at the cultivators who established the foundation calmly, and said calmly: "This seat, Liang Yu, has been added to the foundation. The deputy shopkeeper of the Holy Building, I don’t know why these little friends are arguing endlessly here.”

"The store has just arrived in Guibao, so I asked a few friends to explain the matter clearly. If there is any misunderstanding, it is better to explain it clearly in front of everyone present, so as to avoid some misunderstandings that should not have arisen. "Liang Yu was so angry that he couldn't calm down, but he didn't show any signs of expression or tone. Instead, he lowered his face and said to the few Foundation Establishment monks who were covered in fishy smell, and then Then he said to the monks who were surrounding here intentionally or unintentionally.

"The head of the house, the head of the house, don't make trouble here, I'll sell our shop." A woman cultivator in Luosang with a woman's hair bun pushed through the crowd, just when she heard Master Liang Yu say loudly, she felt a lump in her heart After a while, he suddenly became nervous, and hurried to the Foundation Establishment cultivator in half-body scale armor, and took his arm.

"The younger generation has met real Yufeng. I, the head of the family, just came back from the sea. I don't know that I have sold the store at a high price. I am really sorry. Please forgive me!" Then the woman turned to Liang Yu, With apologies, what he said was specially blessed with mana, so that all the monks present could hear clearly and clearly.

Seeing this, everyone let out a few 'huh' and 'hush', and then slowly dispersed.

The woman looked at Master Yufeng with some anxiety, and saw him say lightly: "Don't be so reckless next time."

She thanked her repeatedly, and the strong foundation-builder cultivators beside her clasped their fists as a salute, and then hurried back to Huang Ji's grocery store.

"When Liang Cheng comes back, tell him to get a hundred magic whips first, and then come to me." Liang Yu said, and everyone left without even looking at the soldier.

After flying up to the Wansheng Building, Liang Yu's eyes flashed brightly, and he snorted coldly again, but the next moment, seeing a few lights of various colors flying from a distance, he received him with a smile on his face, and he was with the person just now. The few Jindan monks who came said a few words, and then led them towards the main hall.

And the base-builder who was on patrol immediately called a monk who was in the Qi training period, and quickly explained a few words to that person, telling him to find him quickly, so as to save time from procrastinating and provoking Daoist Yufeng into a real thunderstorm furious.

"One hundred magic whips, even a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, is enough for him to eat a pot!" The Foundation Establishment soldier swallowed, feeling a little scared. Then Liang Cheng is the foundation-building junior cultivator that Liang Yu loves the most. This real Yufeng can be so ruthless, let alone these monks who have no reason.

Therefore, all the soldiers present looked solemn and did not dare to be a little loose in their hearts.

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