I originally thought that everyone would contribute money to buy some quasi-spiritual grade materials to repair the sect properly.
As a result, one or two of them were poorer than him.
There are only a few hundred thousand gold left in the card. It is impossible to repair it with quasi-spiritual materials, but ordinary materials are more than enough.
He looked at the sky and saw that it was still early. The wine master was treating Yueyao and he didn't know how long it would take to finish it. He could just go to the city to buy supplies.
Otherwise, I will be hungry today.
I haven’t even had lunch yet.
"Let's go shopping in the city, do you want to go?"
He stood up and said to the two guys.
The eyes of the little Taoist priest and the little monk suddenly lit up, and they jumped up and said: "Elder brother is worthy of being an elder brother. He is really young and rich!"
The young monk even leaned into Jun Wuxie's ear and said, "Elder brother, how much savings do you have?"
"What do you want to do?"
Jun Wuxie looked at him defensively.
"I want to buy two sets of clothes."
…
The three of them went down the mountain and headed towards the capital.
When we arrived in the city, we became the center of attention along the way.
A Taoist priest and a monk are really conspicuous.
In the southern region, it is almost rare to see monks, and things are rare and valuable.
In particular, the monk's robes were like rags, dark and extremely dirty.
Jun Wuxie wanted to tell passers-by that he didn't know this guy.
It's so embarrassing.
Don’t worry if it’s worn out, can you wash it clean?
"Shopkeeper, I want some nails."
"No."
The shopkeeper waved his hand away.
"What do you mean? That's not it?"
Jun Wuxie asked, pointing to the nails inside the container.
"Master Jun, let me tell you the truth, you are now a celebrity in our capital, who would dare to sell anything to you!"
The shopkeeper had a wry smile on his face, and after Jun Wuxie asked, he told the reason.
"Bu family, Muyang family?"
"Yes, now every shop in the city has received your portrait. The two families have said that no one is allowed to do your business. We have no choice. You should leave quickly."
"Elder brother, have you offended someone?"
"Elder brother, what should I do with my clothes?"
Jun Wuxie:......
They searched all over the city and found dozens of shops. Without exception, when they saw it was him, they refused to do business.
We can't buy materials to repair the sect, we can't buy firewood, rice, oil and salt.
The Bu family and the Muyang family are really ruthless.
This is to make it impossible for him to survive in this capital.
"Elder brother, what should we do now?"
The empty little monk looked at the tattered monk's robes on his body.
"What are you worried about? If these small stores don't sell to us, can't we go to big stores?" Jun Wuxie was very confident and said, "Follow me."
The two guys followed him to Jubaozhai with doubts.
"Here? Jubaozhai?" The little Taoist priest looked at Jun Wuxie suspiciously: "Does Jubaozhai sell firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea?"
"I said yes."
Jun Wuxie walked in without hesitation and showed his gold VIP card.
Suddenly, all the stewards here were alerted.
In the entire capital, except for the royal family and the Dahe Sword Sect, no one can hold this kind of card.
The gold card is the highest VIP level that Jubaozhai, their capital city, can apply for!
Even the four major aristocratic families in the capital are not qualified to hold it.
"Hello, what do you need to buy, sir?"
The steward personally received me and was very polite.
"Bring me one hundred kilograms of nails for repairing the house, five hundred kilograms of fine rice, ten bottles of soy sauce, one hundred kilograms of fatty oil, and five bags of salt. Hmm...and ten old hens, two hundred eggs, and thirty
Chicken, ten pounds of pork, tomatoes, celery, mushrooms..."
The steward was dumbfounded and looked at him blankly, unable to react for a moment.
"There are also window paper, seats, quilts, blankets, pots and pans..." Jun Wuxie listed out his needs one by one, and finally pointed at the empty little monk and said: "Finally, according to his size, we can choose the inside and outside.
Three sets of clothes, pants and shoes from outside.”
Everyone around was stunned.
Some people actually go to Jubaozhai to buy these things. Is this treating Jubaozhai as a vegetable market?
"Young Master..." The steward said with a wry smile, "We really don't have these things in Jubaozhai..."
"I'm encountering some difficulties now, and I'd like to ask your help from Jubaozhai." Jun Wuxie looked at the gold VIP card in his hand and said, "How about I talk to your general manager and see what she says."
"Ah? No, no need to bother the steward, I will prepare supplies for the young master right now!"
The steward suddenly remembered that the chief steward had personally applied for a gold VIP card, which seemed to be the VIP card in this young man's hand.
If you are negligent and the chief steward blames you, then that's fine.
"Sir, please wait a moment, I will send someone to prepare it for you right now."
The steward immediately gave the order and then stayed by Jun Wuxie's side with a smiling face.
The little Taoist priest and the little monk were stunned at this scene.
The eldest brother is actually the golden guest of Jubaozhai?
It’s true that young people have a lot of money, and they can’t hide it!
Jubaozhai's work efficiency is very high.
In less than half an hour, everything Jun Wuxie needed was ready.
Two large carriages were fully loaded.
"How much?"
The steward smiled and said: "No need, these are given to the young master from our Jubaozhai."
"Isn't this flattering?"
"No, this is very good." The steward smiled and said: "It's only a few hundred gold, but the young master is our golden guest, so don't refuse."
"Oh well."
Jun Wuxie didn't force it and smiled at the steward.
The steward said goodbye with a smile: "Sir, please go slowly and come back often in the future."
…
"Senior Brother, you may be the first in history to buy these from Jubaozhai!"
Although the little Taoist priest and the little monk were both speechless, they were very proud and thought they were awesome.
"Let's go."
They drove the carriage towards the outside of the city. Along the way, the sound of roosters crowing in the carriage attracted the attention of pedestrians on the road.
As we were walking, the carriage driven by the little Taoist priest suddenly stopped.
"What's going on?"
The carriage driven by Jun Wuxie was behind him. He stood up and looked forward.
"Hey, isn't this a loser who tried to pass the Heavenly Sword Road but was rejected by our sect?"
There was someone blocking the road ahead, blocking the carriage. They were wearing the sword robe of the Dahe Sword Sect. Looking at the logo on the sword robe, they were just a group of inner disciples.
"Get away!"
Jun Wuxie's face turned cold.
He is now very disgusted with the people of Dahe Sword Sect.
In the morning, he had already shown his strength, and now these inner disciples dared to act wildly in front of him. This was because they were used to being domineering, and it was really inflated!
"Get out? How?"
An inner disciple who seemed to be the leader mocked: "Are you rolling around in despair like you did in the morning or how?"
"Well, senior brother, you have forgotten that this genius is now a member of Zongwang Academy, which is the training base of the Human Head Lantern, hahaha!"
"Do you want to die?"
Jun Wuxie's patience had reached its limit, especially when the other party used the human-headed lantern to talk about things, which made his anger instantly rush to the top of his head.
"Death?" The leading inner disciple smiled coldly: "You will all die in next year's life and death showdown. Tsk, tsk, aren't the lanterns on the mountain path unique?"
"Well, there is also the female corpse on the sword tablet. Do you know who that is? That is the wife of the sect leader of your sect king's academy. She was whipped to death, but you can only watch. You said your sect king
Are the academy, from top to bottom, all a bunch of losers and cowards?"
"Elder brother, is this true?" The little Taoist priest's face was extremely gloomy, and he shouted loudly: "Kill them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Wuxie had already jumped up, and in an instant he was in front of the leading inner disciple, and slapped his entire head to pieces.
The crowds on both sides of the street suddenly screamed.
"You...you dare to kill someone!"
The other inner disciples were frightened.
Over the years, although the two sects have been in constant friction, they have not fought to the death except on the stage of life and death.
"Leave no one behind!"
Jun Wuxie said coldly to the little Taoist priest and the little monk.
"clear!"
The little Taoist priest rushed forward, holding a stolen shovel, one shovel at a time, and slapped the inner disciples of the Dahe Sword Sect until their internal organs spurted out.
"Monks are compassionate, Amitabha!"
The young monk rushed up with the Buddha's name in his mouth, picked up the alms bowl, and smashed it against his head.
These disciples had no power to fight back. In a moment, their heads exploded and they lay on the ground.
"He killed someone, the people from Zongwang Academy killed someone!"
An inner disciple who was hiding at the end screamed and rushed into the crowd.
Unfortunately, before he could escape a few steps, Jun Wuxie caught up with him and kicked him away. When he landed, his whole body was folded together, and he died suddenly.
"Let's go!"
Jun Wuxie and three others jumped on the carriage and drove away like crazy.
He was worried that there were senior officials from the Dahe Sword Sect in the city, and if they caught up, they would be in trouble.