Precious treasures often come in the most generous manner. Just like the sunshine that appears on time every day, and the articles that appear from time to time...

The morning sun rises, its golden brilliance dispels the long night, and spreads the first ray of warmth in the autumn morning to the world.

After a busy night, Xu Laoqi tied the old mare to the wooden railing outside the breakfast shop. He was going to eat a bowl of hot Majia ramen, then go to the morning teahouse to drink digesting tea and listen to the storyteller.

Spending the morning leisurely while frothing at the mouth while telling stories.

But before the ramen was served, Xu Laoqi keenly noticed something unusual.

Today at this small ramen breakfast stall, the ingredients of the customers are different from those in the past!

It seems that the content of Taoist disciples is a little higher.

This is nothing, after all, Taoist disciples also have to eat breakfast, but I usually see ten Taoist disciples, and only one is beautiful Kun Dao.

Why is it that now, in the breakfast shop of Majia Ramen, one can be seen just by taking a casual glance?

This scene is really beautiful... No, it's too weird.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

Xu Laoqi frowned, and the professional sensitivity of the watchman was instantly heightened!

Could it be...

Has Majia Ramen become popular among beauty Kundo circles recently?

Just when Xu Laoqi was about to strike up a conversation with the Kun Dao sitting nearest, a clear singing voice suddenly came from outside——

"La la la, la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers..."

When the song starts, the soul moves!

This song was like a rallying call, and all the Taoist disciples grabbed the fly whisk in their left hand and the sword in their right hand, their eyes bursting with spiritual light, and their whole bodies were filled with purple energy.

"Go!" A middle-aged Taoist stood up suddenly and said, "I, Si Ming Dong Tian, ​​must grab the latest chapter of "Journey to the West" this time!"

"Hmph!" Another middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly, "Fellow Taoist Diao, although we are all from the same sect, this time it involves the great road, and I will not give in to you!"

"Each of you depends on your ability!" The two real people looked at each other, and the collision of souls in their eyes almost flashed with fire. Immediately, the two real people rose into the sky in the direction of the newsboy, and the Taoist disciples who followed them also quickly ran out of the breakfast shop.

Xu Laoqi:゛(‘◇’)?

Have these Taoist disciples damaged their souls?

Isn’t it just buying newspapers?

As for creating a fight?

After dinner, I talked to the Yamen and said that I had encountered two groups of lunatics and asked the Daomen to take care of them.

How dare you pretend to be someone from Blessed Land Cave Heaven.

At this time, the waiter brought Xu Laoqi's ramen. Just as Xu Laoqi was picking up a chopstick and about to put it into his mouth, a series of clear whistles sounded throughout Zhongjing——

"Hey! Baishi Dongtian, don't go too far. You're jumping in line!"

"Jinting Blessed Land, this place has been taken over by me, Gaizhu Blessed Land. If you want to buy newspapers, go queue up elsewhere!"

"Danxia Blessed Land, didn't you see anyone here?"

"Huh, do puppets count as humans? I refined them easily!"

"Taibai Dongtian, we agreed that you would buy five hundred copies, why do you want to take away one thousand copies! Leave it to me!"

"Tianmu Dongtian, do you want to compete with me, Jinhua Dongtian, for financial resources? Okay, I, Jinhua Dongtian, will give you 3,000 taels of "Da Xuan Min Bao", which is a thousand taels more for you!"

For a time, the entire Zhongjing was filled with purple energy and Taoist charm!

But then, a green light in Zhenxuan Division broke through the purple aura that filled the sky over Zhongjing, and a faint holy power covered the whole city, suppressing the purple aura in the city.

Then, in the main hall, the sound of Prime Minister Han Qingzhu's tongue-splitting spring thunder echoed throughout the city.

"My true Prime Minister, Han Qingzhu, would like to remind all Taoists to line up in an orderly manner, buy newspapers sensibly, do not quarrel, do not get angry, and do not disturb the common people."

"For each blessed land, cave, and Taoist temple, send a representative to purchase it, and keep at least one foot away between two Taoists."

"Leave immediately after purchasing, and do not gather in the same place."

"Don't bid up prices, don't tease the newsboy!"

"If you violate this, be careful that Marquis Wu will ban you from practicing in the blessed land of Cave Heaven."

As soon as the words fell, the purple energy in the city converged.

Xu Laoqi:(||?Д?)

What's going on?

Just now...were they really people from the two blessed places and caves?

They are really grabbing newspapers!

Journey to the West?

Oh my god, what did Wu Hou do to Daomen in the new chapter?

At this time, several customers who were still in the noodle shop looked at each other, tacitly put down the money in their hands, and walked out without eating the noodles.

It's very simple. Looking at today's situation, I am afraid that "Da Xuanmin Daily" will not be available on the market, and we will have to wait until tomorrow at the earliest.

But all fools know that it must be a great good thing to have Taoist sects fighting for each other like this.

Nowadays, only the storyteller at Xingzao Tea House has a special internal newspaper, and can tell clearly what is in the latest chapter!

Hurry and grab a spot.

If you wait a little slower, you may be charged a high price by the damn scalpers!

Strange, didn't "Journey to the West" always write about the blood of the demon clan? How come it is related to the Taoist sect?

What kind of content could it be, blowing up all those cave heavens and paradises that are basically unearthly?

So curious!

Among the many people rushing towards the Xingchen Tea House, Xu Laoqi, riding an old mare, led the way!

…

Southern wilderness.

Just when the Daxuan purple energy was rising in the sky, and many secluded Taoists appeared in the world, competing for the "Daxuan Minbao", the demon clan also fell into a strange atmosphere.

This time "Journey to the West" has three chapters in a row, but there is no mention of the demon clan!

No new Tiandao bloodline was born.

I, the monsters of the Southern Wilderness, have been waiting for so long, and this is it?

Real water.

However, the keen-eyed Demon Ancestor quickly noticed the real focus of this manuscript——

Ginseng fruit!

Like the flat peach, it can prolong life; but it is more advanced than the flat peach and can be used as a vitality blood pack.

The fighting in the Southern Wilderness never stops. Having this thing is equivalent to carrying a resurrection potion with you.

So where can I get such a good thing?

All the monster clans suddenly remembered a piece of gossip that had been widely spread in the Southern Wilderness - Wutong Forest housed a large number of wood-attribute monster clans who took care of Yuezi.

Only then did the monsters in the Southern Wilderness suddenly realize.

They wrongly blamed the Azure Dragon Emperor!

I bet those confinement demons were not prepared for the old man himself.

He wants to take good care of this new ginseng fruit for Nanhuang!

How could the Qinglong Emperor be allowed to bear this kind of thing alone?

Everyone should contribute some effort!

Knowing that ginseng fruit is precious, I have no intention of eating it.

Just wanted to smell it.

Smell it, it's okay! There's not a drop of juice and a piece of pulp.

As a result, various petitions flew to the sycamore forest like snowflakes.

…

"No, no, no!"

In the sycamore forest, the Azure Dragon Emperor had an afro on his head and a livid face.

smell?

Do you know that these ginseng fruits grow on the body of the old man?

Thinking of a group of ancestral demons lying on top of him, sniffing intoxicatedly, even though the Azure Dragon Emperor had already arrived at the imperial realm, he couldn't help but shudder.

A girl like Chunhu is at least normal, but what if it turns out to be a big black guy like Davari...

nausea!

"In the Wutong Forest, set up the formation!" Emperor Qinglong ordered in a cold voice, "No demon clan is allowed to approach the Wutong Forest for a hundred feet!"
To be continued...