Master: Taking a peek at the diary, my disciple is 100 million points strong

The shopkeeper Niu clearly remembered that ten years ago, a genius disciple of Dao Xuanzong killed a sect monk in Feilong City, and afterwards the sect master of Dao Xuanzong personally went to the Sword Sect to lead people, although he brought people back, that genius disciple was punished for thinking about it for ten years.

This is already an extremely severe punishment.

How can it be like this one in the room, who killed the young sect master of Dao Xuanzong, and was able to let the royal family of Zhao State provide all the Tianzi No. 1 rooms of Yuxuan, and still be unharmed, such an existence is incredible

! Soon, the royal family worship returned to the imperial city.

At the same time, he quickly reported the news that Ye Qingyang had come to Flying Dragon City to the Sword Sect.

And some of the monks gathered outside Tingyuxuan exploded like a pot, and they started to talk about it.

"What's the situation, isn't there someone who killed the monk of Dao Xuanzong here, why didn't he see the royal family worship and arrest

him?" "Hmph, where is the monk

of Dao Xuanzong, that person is actually the young sect master of Dao Xuanzong!" "What, someone dares to kill the young sect master of Dao Xuanzong? Is this person eating the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and is he not afraid that Dao Xuanzong will destroy him?"

Everyone dares to do this, where are they afraid of the retaliation of Dao Xuanzong, and you see, this person has nothing to do until now, and obviously he has a great background.

"Isn't Mo a great sect monk in the Southern Regions?"

"It should be.

"Although Dao Xuanzong has a bad reputation, it is also one of the three major sects of our Zhao Kingdom, even if it is a monk of Chaotian Sect and Sword Sect, if he really kills the young sect master of Dao Xuanzong, I am afraid that he will not be able to casually talk about the matter and expose it." "

Yes, I'm having fun watching it now, I really don't know what Dao Xuanzong's reaction will be after knowing about this matter."

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with us, we are only responsible for watching the fun. "

The next day.

Ye Qingyang left the inn with Elder Sima and Elder Liu.

The cattle shopkeeper of the inn flattered Ye Qingyang respectfully, even if he was ignored by Ye Qingyang, he didn't mind at all.

Elder Sima wondered, "Could it be that this bull shopkeeper knows the

identity of our sect master?" "That's impossible, what is the identity of our sect master, even if he knows it, he doesn't dare to disclose it at will." Elder

Liu immediately expressed his dissenting opinion.

Elder Sima asked rhetorically, "Then tell me what is going on with this cow shopkeeper?"

Elder Liu said solemnly: "That must have been conquered by our sect master's suave and jade tree temperament!" Elder

Sima was stunned for a moment.

What a good sycophant!

Why didn't I think of it?

I lost another step.

It really shouldn't be ......

Elder Sima patted his head and hurriedly followed Ye Qingyang, thinking in his mind how to get this game back.

Due to the fact that the Sword Sect Disciple Acceptance Conference is about to start, the Flying Dragon City is full of monks, and it is not lively, and at a glance, the streets are almost full of monks.

"Sell treasures and magic weapons, all the Taoist friends who have passed by, don't miss it, vomit blood sale, buy it is earned, take a look, take a look. "

The price is fair, Tong Su is not bullied, the immortal formation

, as long as you dare to think, you can have it!" "Holy pill, as long as one, you can cultivate the ancient god body, and beat the cultivators of the same realm, it is better to act than to move, what are you waiting for?"

On the street, some monks who have cultivated but built a foundation, and the Jindan realm, are setting up stalls and shouting loudly.

Ye Qingyang looked at it with interest, although he felt that these people were bragging more outrageously than the other, but in his ears, it had a different taste.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

Ye Qingyang stopped at a stall, picked up a broken bronze mirror, and asked with a smile.

The boss was a middle-aged monk, and when he saw Ye Qingyang's age, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "Daoyou, good vision, good eyesight, this bronze mirror, but taken out of the tomb of an immortal, is a realm of reincarnation, infinite power, see if Daoist friends like it, so let's do it, don't want a thousand, not eight hundred, as long as ten high-grade spirit stones, you can take it home!" "Ten high-grade spirit stones, why don't you

grab it!" Elder

Sima shouted.

This time, Elder Liu also said with the same hatred: "Profiteer, profiteer!" "

It's expensive."

Ye Qingyang smiled, put down the bronze mirror, put it behind his back, and was about to leave.

The middle-aged monk hurriedly shouted, "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute. Wait a minute. So, how many do you say?"

"Ten lower grade spirit stones.

Ye Qingyang said with a smile.

The middle-aged monk said unhappily, "That's too low, isn't it?"

Elder Sima snorted coldly.

Ye Qingyang was about to leave, but the middle-aged monk gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, ten lower-grade spirit stones are ten lower-grade spirit stones, and you are more likely to be in love with Daoist friends, so it's good for you."

"Give it to him.

Ye Qingyang nodded his chin and put away the bronze mirror.

But there was some secret joy in my heart.

He didn't see any mystery in this bronze mirror.

But just as he picked up the bronze mirror, the emperor's diary shook.

Albeit by a low margin.

But Ye Qingyang still felt it.

So Ye Qingyang bought this bronze mirror.

Elder Situ took out ten lower-grade spirit stones, and said reluctantly: "Ten yuan is also expensive, this time it is cheaper for you." The

middle-aged monk took the spirit stone, smiled on his face, and then said: "This fellow Daoist, you can't say that, as long as you buy what I have here, even if it is a treasure worth one million spirit stones, it has nothing to do with me." Speaking of which, I may also lose money, right?"

"A treasure worth a million spirit stones, you just blow it, you keep blowing." "

Elder Situ didn't believe it at all.

Naturally, Elder Liu didn't believe it.

Ye Qingyang was not in a hurry to spy on the mystery of this bronze mirror, he carried his hands behind his back and walked leisurely all the way to the front.

Walking and walking, suddenly, in the middle of the street, a scene attracted Ye Qingyang's attention.

I saw a dirty girl, no more than seven or eight years old, crawling on her knees with a chain around her neck, like a dog.

The chains were in the hands of a young nobleman, and he was accompanied by two armoured sergeants at his side.

This noble son's cultivation is only in the foundation realm, but the arrogant look on his face is even more distinct than Ye Qingyang, a monk in the combined realm.

"Oh, what a sin.

"What a pitiful little girl. "

Who said no, poor Wang Xiucai, who was young, was executed because he offended the third prince, leaving a daughter, but he was treated like a dog. "