Lin Mingyuan couldn't stand the sight of the casual cultivator behind him, and there was anger on his face. Why could this kid in front of him enter Qingluan City without even paying the spiritual stone?
"Wait a minute, we all came to seek refuge in Qingluan City. Why can he come in and out at will? Do you think that's right?"
The casual cultivator had obviously never heard of the name Qingyun Sect, and even wanted to incite the cultivators behind him to speak out. However, as he shouted around, he found that no one agreed with him, and he felt a little embarrassed at the moment.
The monks behind him all looked at the casual cultivator as if he were an idiot. He may have never heard of Lin Mingyuan, but the reputation of the Qingyun Sect has recently spread throughout the Qingyun Mountains, and it can be said that it has become the largest force in one fell swoop.
What's more, the man in front of them is most likely the leader of the Qingyun Sect. It's too late for them to flatter him, so how can they say something to make them feel uncomfortable?
Lin Mingyuan watched this scene quietly without making a sound. He still remembered that he was a nobody when he entered Qingluan City a year ago, but the treatment he received now was completely different. This is the benefit of reputation and strength, which invisibly reduces a lot of inconvenience.
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Not long after, a middle-aged monk with an air of immortality came out, with a friendly smile on his face when he saw Lin Mingyuan.
"The person who came here is the leader of the Qingyun Sect, Lin Guilin. I am Wang Miao, a disciple of the Powang Immortal Palace. I am waiting from afar to welcome him!"
This was the first time the two met, but the other party greeted her very familiarly. It was obvious that he already knew Lin Minyi's reputation.
"As expected, he is the leader of the Qingyun Sect. He is so young!"
"Yeah, this is the first time I've seen him. Did this kid really defeat the Nascent Soul Stage monk?"
"This is not nonsense. Be careful what you say. Have you forgotten the Wolf Fang Sect?"
"Hush, please stop saying a few words. Let's stop interfering in matters between big shots!"
The monks behind him were in an uproar, followed by deathly silence. No one wanted to offend the overlord of the Qingyun Mountains at this juncture. Regardless of his young age, in terms of cultivation, there was probably no one in Qingluan City who could be his opponent.
"That's right, I met the city lord in Lin Mingyuan."
Lin Mingyuan replied politely, saying that the other party gave him enough face. Although he didn't like this kind of social interaction, he still had to give him the face of Powang Immortal Palace.
"Hahaha, we are all a family, no need to be so polite, please come in quickly!"
Wang Miao quickly welcomed Lin Mingyuan in. Although he was just a city lord who was sent to Qingluan City, he was very well-informed.
Not to mention Lin Mingyuan's own strength and the influence of Qingyun Sect, his relationship with Ning Hentian is enough to win over him. If he can talk about himself in front of Ning Hentian or Huan Xingzi, even if he returns to
It is also very possible to destroy the Immortal Palace.
Pan Tian'er looked at the scene in front of her and secretly smacked her lips. Even in the heyday of Lingbo Sect, they never received such treatment. It seems that Brother Lin's reputation has spread throughout the Qingyun Mountains.
"I don't know why Leader Lin came to Qingluan City this time. If there is anyone Wang who can help, just ask!"
Wang Miao's voice was very cordial, like an old friend he had known for many years. All the city guards gave way along the way, looking at the three people with deep respect in their eyes.
"It's nothing serious. I came here to buy some exercises for my disciples to practice."
Lin Mingyuan said calmly. His response to Wang Miao's enthusiasm was very appropriate. Since the other party is a disciple of Powang Immortal Palace, he is a friend. Qingyun Sect has been taken care of by Powang Immortal Palace these days.
"So that's it, it's all on me. It just so happens that there is a collection of unused books in my city lord's palace, which I can give to Leader Lin!"
Wang Miao was obviously a good person and very particular about his words, but Lin Mingyuan just shook his head.
As the saying goes, there is no reward for no merit, even if the other party has good intentions, Lin Mingyuan does not want to owe this favor.
Qingyun Sect is already on the right track, and Lin Mingyuan has no shortage of spiritual stones on hand, so there is no need to take advantage of this.
"I appreciate City Lord Wang's kindness, but I won't bother you with these matters."
Lin Mingyuan declined politely. Although the other party had good intentions, he could not accept it easily.
As the leader of the Qingyun Alliance, Lin Mingyuan's every move is watched by others, and the prestige he has finally established cannot be destroyed, not to mention that the Qingyun Sect already owes a lot of favors to Powang Immortal Palace.
"In that case, whatever, then I wish Alliance Leader Lin a good harvest."
Wang Miao was not embarrassed after being rejected. For him, success would only be considered if he could get Lin Mingyuan's favor. It was expected that the other party would not appreciate it.
He sent Lin Mingyuan to the big gathering, and there was less trouble along the way. Many monks who were jealous of Lin Mingyuan from the outside world also put their little thoughts back when they saw the Lord City Lord accompanying him.
"Hehe, Brother Lin is really majestic now."
Pan Tian'er covered her mouth and snickered. He could feel the impatience in Lin Mingyuan's heart, but for the sake of face, he continued to be polite to Wang Miao.
"You are the only one who talks a lot."
Lin Mingyuan laughed and cursed. He was indeed a little unaccustomed to the change in identity and status, but for Lin Mingyuan, he only needed to maintain his original intention in the face of these. His ultimate goal was to carry forward the Qingyun Sect, be worthy of these disciples, and finally find the parents.
whereabouts.
There was no obstacle for the two of them along the way. When the crowd at the big gathering saw Lin Mingyuan, they gave way one after another, staring behind the two of them as if they were looking at rare species. Pan Tian'er felt uncomfortable all over, but Lin Mingyuan was used to this feeling.
Lin Mingyuan had plenty of spiritual stones in his hand, so he bought different levels of exercises from several stalls to expand the inventory of the Sutra Pavilion.
However, although there are many techniques, there are only a few that are exquisite, and there are even fewer that are suitable for long-term practice by foundation-building disciples. It seems that they cannot meet their needs in the market.
At this time, a ragged young man walked out of the crowd, biting his lip as he looked at Lin Mingyuan's back.
He tried several times to muster up the courage to come forward and talk, but in the end he did not extend his dirty hand, but just followed the two of them.
"Brother Lin, it seems someone is following us."
Even with Pan Tian'er's perception, he discovered the boy's existence. In fact, his eyes did not hide much and kept looking at them.
"It doesn't matter, let's keep walking."
Lin Mingyuan didn't take it to heart. The other party's eyes were not hostile. Although he didn't know why he was following him, the other party had no explanation and he had no intention to explore.
Seeing that Lin Mingyuan and his wife were about to enter an attic, which was tightly guarded by guards and those with low cultivation levels were prohibited from entering, the young man finally couldn't hold himself back, mustered up the courage to step forward and grabbed Lin Mingyuan's sleeve.
"Where is this beggar coming from? Why don't you just get out of here?"
The attic guard couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Lin Mingyuan's arrival. He was a big shot and he must be well received.
Then he saw that the young man's shabby appearance actually dared to come forward and touch Lin Mingyuan, and for a while he exchanged evil words.
The young man was scolded in front of him, and his face clearly showed signs of flinching, but he seemed to have thought of something again, and he grabbed Lin Mingyuan's sleeves harder with his little hands.
"It doesn't matter. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Lin Mingyuan interrupted the guard's words and looked at the little boy in front of him. He saw the shadows of Tianyou and Xiaotong in the other person.
However, under eagle-eyed observation, the young man in front of him had mediocre talent and had the worst five-line spiritual roots. He could not even reach the threshold of a handyman disciple of the Qingyun Sect.
"Sir, I heard that you are acquiring some skills. I have some family books here..."
The young man mustered up the courage to say, his voice was very hoarse but his eyes were full of seriousness. He took out a few dirty jade slips and books from his arms and handed them over, looking at Lin Mingyuan eagerly.
It turned out that I wanted to do business.
Lin Mingyuan laughed dumbly. What kind of treasure could be found in a small child? However, considering that the other party followed him all the way, Lin Mingyuan was still willing to spend some spiritual stones to buy the jade slip in his hand.
However, Pan Tian'er's face was a little impatient. She thought the little boy was a habitual criminal on the street who used some rubbish magic tricks to defraud spiritual stones. However, Lin Mingyuan had already made a decision, so she had no choice but to watch from the sidelines.
Lin Mingyuan casually took the jade slip into his hand and penetrated it with a trace of his spiritual consciousness. As the contents of these exercises entered the sea of consciousness, there was a little surprise in his eyes.
There are five articles in total on exercises, and four of them are methods above the earth level, which are methods of five series with different spiritual roots. These exercises are considered treasures in the Qingyun Mountains, and can even be regarded as treasures in some small sects.
Sect inheritance.
Lin Mingyuan looked at the little boy's eyes and his eyes changed. These techniques were useless to him, but they were more than enough for the foundation-building disciples in the sect to practice. He never thought that there would be unexpected gains today.