The black-clothed monk threw away the broken porcelain in his hand, sniffed the long-lasting mellow wine fragrance around him, and said with a sneer: "According to the price a few days ago, one tael of this Wuhua white jade wine is seventy yuan. Two pieces of spirit stones, the smell of wine here is so strong, this fellow Zhang Family Daoist throws away, there may be one or two hundred pieces of spirit stones. Fellow Daoist Huang, you said that you and I are also Foundation Establishment cultivators, but why is there such a big difference?"

"Would fellow Daoist Yue Yue not be able to drink this wine?" The fellow Daoist Huang in this population responded coldly.

This person's face is rather stern, his brows are always wrinkled inadvertently, and he looks slightly bitter. He looked into the distance, and after a while, he stretched out his hand, and there were several yellow wings that were smaller than fingernails. The worm fell into his hand from the air.

"Before tasting this kind of fine wine, I have to fast and bathe for three days, and then call two or three friends before going to the Wuhua Baiyu Tower. How can I drink alone if I have wine without friends? But the most important thing is that sometimes I run fast, and they have to pay for the drink once or twice." Yue Feng laughed loudly.

It's just that when he said this, the monk surnamed Huang ignored him, but put the yellow-winged flying insects in his hand to his ears, listened carefully to their chirping, and heard Yue Feng's voice getting louder. Raise your hand to signal him to be quiet!

However, Yue Feng didn't seem to understand, instead he leaned forward.

The monk surnamed Huang frowned, stepped lightly on the ground with the toe of his right foot, then stepped back a few feet away, then stared at the other party with a full face, and said in a cold voice: "Fellow Daoist Yue, you and I should keep a little distance." Well done, you and I know very well what kind of person you are. Huang doesn't want to be like those of your friends, and they changed in a short time!"

"What is the meaning of Taoist Huang, I really don't understand. You said that the feet grow on them, how can I control where they are going? If they leave, then I can't stop making other fellow Taoists, right?" Yue Mou doesn't want that Daoist Zhang to be a six-year-old man after retreating. If that's the case, I will be smothered to death! Fellow Daoist Huang, you said that if I were that fellow Daoist Zhang, I would have been imprisoned in the valley by that old monster for decades , I'm afraid I'm going to go crazy, but luckily!" Yue Feng said with a sneer.

"So you know the language of insects." Cultivator surnamed Huang took a deep look at Yue Feng and said with a frown.

What Yue Feng said was exactly what the monk surnamed Huang had heard from the flying insects just now. The spirituality of these flying insects is not very high, even after a lot of training, they can't clearly and accurately express the information they have heard, so he can only use a few flying insects to sum up the meanings they want to express. , will be more accurate.

"Slightly understand, slightly understand!" Yue Feng smiled, lowered the palm of his hand, pressed it lightly a few times, and said with a humble expression on his face.

"To know is to know, to understand is to understand, pretending to be a gesture." Cultivator surnamed Huang snorted coldly, and then continued:

"You don't need to think too much about whether this can be suffocated to death. It's not that good! What kind of family is the Zhang family, and where is the Green Fire Valley? The blessed land of condensing machine. You said those families in Binhai City who practiced in Binhai City, each of them has an unknown number of fleets and caravans traveling between Cangguyang and Nanzhou. How much? Besides, the stores opened by these aristocratic families in various large cities, or in overseas heavy islands, may have a lot of income every day. Let’s not talk about these, let’s talk about this Green Fire Valley. Look, except Tianfengzhen In Tianfeng Mountain where you are, is there any place of fire spirit in Binhai City that can be better than it? If you and I can practice in such a good place, I don’t know how many spirit stones we can save in a year. If you are stagnant at all, why come out and fight to death for these few spirit stones, do you really feel that fighting skills are exciting and can benefit my cultivation?"

"That's somewhat reasonable. Under such favorable conditions, it's no wonder that there are such extravagant and wasteful people as that fellow daoist Zhang, who doesn't even pay attention to good wine with more than a hundred spirit stones, and throws it away! "Yue Feng sighed. However, there was some disdain in the tone.

Fellow Taoist surnamed Huang also heard it, but didn't say anything more. This fellow Daoist Yue was born as a casual cultivator, and his status in the secular world is probably not a child of an aristocratic family like him, otherwise this person would not be secretly jealous!

Regardless of whether it is the secular world or the world of cultivating immortals, as long as it is an aristocratic family, there are people who play and waste in the family, but more of them are those who are silent and extremely difficult. The education these people have received since they were young is far superior to casual cultivators like them. The exercises they practice and the instruments they use are all carefully selected.

But back then, whether it was magic weapon or kung fu, he used it as soon as he could, how could he dare to dislike it in the slightest?

There is really no choice!

If it wasn't for his own better luck, he had some chances at the beginning, and entered the world of cultivating immortals from the ordinary world, and later, between several lives and deaths, he earned and snatched the merits of cultivation, and staggered to the current stage of foundation establishment. It's just that at the current state, it is difficult for him to improve his cultivation. At this time, if he wants to join the sect, the Jindan sect dare not accept him, and the Yuanying sect only wants to use him as a thug, and use him to death.

Therefore, in desperation, he could only rely on certain Nascent Soul and Golden Core families, so that he would be freer, as long as he sometimes helped these families to do something secretly in exchange for some precious pills, and at other times he would just go out and wander around , and no one will restrain it!

Hearing what cultivator surnamed Huang said, Yue Feng let out an 'oh', but before taking a few steps, he suddenly asked:

"However, Fellow Daoist Huang, I still don't understand why we stopped here. The superiors wanted us to stay with that man named Zhang Bixing and find out what he did. It's not good for us to stop like this. It's a business trip. You must know that the Green Fire Valley is still more than seventy miles away~lightnovelpub.net~ Could it be that the old monster of the Zhang family is really so powerful that he can find me waiting for him from such a long distance? trace?"

"Fellow Daoist Yue, I don't know if you're pretending to be stupid, but maybe you don't know that these real people are seventy or eighty miles away with a single sweep of their spiritual thoughts. If you want to go there again, then go there by yourself, don't take me with you." That’s it! Also check whether your underground core worm is too close.” The monk surnamed Huang’s face was heavy, and his figure suddenly retreated, and on the way of retreating, several streamers of light flew out from his sleeves , fiercely shot towards that Yuefeng.

At the same time, a **** light suddenly shot up from the ground, and it happened to collide with several streams of light inspired by the monk surnamed Huang in the air.

With a puff, when the two collided together, a cloud of blood mist exploded and filled the air.

A few flying knives flew upside down from the blood mist. When the monk surnamed Huang saw the bumps and black spots on the flying knives, he looked at Yue Feng with a face full of evil spirits.

But just as the two of them made another move, they suddenly let out a cold snort, and a monk with a bronze mask suddenly appeared between them.

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