The ancient veins of the sky.

A famous place in Nanling, where the aura is rich, the flow of people is large, and covers a vast area.

Walking, you can see the monks of all ethnic groups, the strong beings from the five realms, the sky and the road have chariots, beasts galloping, representing a powerful power.

Dao Tianjun took a cage of bamboo rats and turned around several times and entered a clothing store.

“What can this distinguished guest do for you?”

A little monk in the secret of the sea laughed.

For the strange dress of Dao Tianjun, and the cage of bamboo and rat in his hand, he seemed to have no eyes and a smile.

This made Dao Tianjun look a few high eyes, which is much better than some of the special-looking waiters in previous lives.

"I want your shop for my clothes."

A low, hoarse voice came from the black robe.

"Aw..." The little monk could not resist any longer, and the look of confusion appeared.

It was excitement after the confusion.

"Okay, guest, I'll pack for you."The little monk trembled and ran to the counter in a panic.

In this moment.

The guests of the clothing store looked up.

"Who is this, so rich."

"Don't guess, there are too many monks these days, many of them hidden places."

"Listening to the sound should not be difficult to judge, although the intentional change of voice, but it is not difficult to distinguish is a young man..."

When people are guessing, whispering.

The little monk packed quickly and came straight over with a large number of clothes.

“All in all...” The little monk said at a price.

He said nothing, threw out the whole number, and his head did not go back.

“The evil power of young master.”The little monk looked at the stone in his hand and muttered a word, but he was so excited to jump.

Seven turns around, the road to the sky came to an alley.

He looked at the sky with his eyes, and he changed his clothes to a suit, the same black robe, but different materials, and it was not worn inside, but changed into a pair of pants, as for the upper body or **.

After finishing.

Dao Tianjun arranged the hat and made sure that he would not reveal the situation inside, and he turned around and left with satisfaction.

"The elders of the bulge have found us."

"A very keen aptitude, probably dozens of times higher than that of his class, his body is very special, and I have been wondering if I am sure that it is a mysterious physique."

“Ten times?No, no. How he cultivates."

Before the sky to see the corner of the sky, there are three voices mysteriously sounded.

The Great City.

The bustling crowd is constantly moving, the sky is sharp, the five senses are sensitive.

A whisper, constantly coming to his ears.

"Have you heard that the king of the king of the month is coming here?"

"If I had not known the King of the King's Moon, I thought you were another man, and it would have been too early for you to call the Heavenly King."

"The King of the Moon will soon be the King of the Gods."

There was also a voice on the other side, and someone looked up at the car that passed through the sky.

"There are a lot of people this time, and Changhe Zong is also coming, and one of the princes of the Grand Summer Emperor of Central China is coming."

"Those are proud, and the real big men will come this time, as if they are looking for spiritual medicine for their disciples or children."

The smile on his face under the hat deepened.

"Kee Hao Moon, the prince of the Grand Summer Dynasty of Central China is the first ring of summer."

The footsteps are dissatisfied, and they are moving towards a place with a purpose, and with the passage of time, there are constantly medicinal incense coming.

The head was shaking, and the monks shouted.

“God, the drug king, this is the drug king!”

"The rare world of spiritual treasure, can help people break through the realm of the dragon's keel flowers."

This is the only meeting place in front of the spiritual medicine conference in the giant city, a bit like a small vendor settlement, but the small vendors here are not the same as the small vendors in the meaning, everyone is a special identity, strong.

The power that does not lead is frightening.

Some of them are famous!

Dao Tianjun carried a cage of bamboo rats, he looked around to the left and right, and finally finalized a place.

He took out a piece of futon and sat down cross-legged.

“Huh?”

"What are you looking at?"

“Look over there, there’s something funny...”

Some people in the pedestrians also found Tao Tianjun, and he dressed in a special dress, but he had a look to set up a stall, which naturally attracted the attention of those monks.

"I'm not wrong, what he's doing."It was as if the cultivator had been struck by lightning, and looked stunned.

He put the bamboo rat in front of him, and then put a plank of wood on the ground.

There are a few big words written on the board.

It was an ancient text, and no one in the room understood what it meant, but the momentum was no different from the generals of those stalls, and the only difference was that they were placed in front of them, and he was a cage of chubby mice.

Immediately.

Everyone else is curious, and for new things, others are naturally flocking.

The show is the most popular thing in any world.

“Does anyone know what it was written?”

The monk said to the people around him, and he spoke loudly, evidently thinking that the others would also be heard to help him answer.

There must be high people in the so-called crowd, and there must be knowledgeable people in the shocked crowd.

A sixty-year-old monk came over, and a pair of himself was mistaken and wanted to look closer.

At that moment, his face changed dramatically.

"Nothing wrong."

“Old man, do you know what that is?”Seeing the old man, he understood that the other practitioners had seen it.

"A bamboo rat, no matter the size, in a strain of medicine in the king."

When the old man's words came out, the people's faces were strange and wonderful.

"Is he crazy?"

"Just that kind of fat mouse wants a little king in a drug, and that little thing can catch a handful of bamboo forests outside the city, is he deceiving those monks who don't know?"

"Personally, I think it's necessary to cultivate and go into the fire, and let it go."

Many people shake their heads.

Some people leave, but there are more people left, they are really curious, want to see what this cultivation means to converge like an ordinary person, but with a kind of deserted aura man.

These things, the sky looks in the eyes.

His old God was sitting in the middle of his own mind, as if he had no attitude.

"May this Daoist let me see this... little . . . spirit beast."A middle-aged monk could not resist, and he came up to inquire.

"Hold on, but don't play me dead." First-class station starter

There was a low and hoarse sound in the black robe.

The amount...

The middle-aged monk's eyes twitched, and he was already holding his luck, if this is a special spirit beast.

But after hearing the words of God, he knew.

This fat mouse is definitely not the kind of leaky spirit beast that he thinks in his own heart.

But he still caught a bamboo rat, the most detailed, the more he saw the change in his face.

“What kind of strange beast is this really?”

The change of the middle-aged monk surprised the onlookers.

Just then, after the middle-aged monk put down the bamboo rat, his face turned and left.

"Don't you say what you've seen and heard."Someone called the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk looked at the sky and said darkly, "If you want, the bamboo forest outside the city is much fatter than that cage."

Listening to this voice, many people laughed.

It turned out that this middle-aged monk felt that he was too stupid to do it, and his face should not change...

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