Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven The Young Master on the Road
Xiao Luan looked around, and sure enough, he was surrounded by young monks of similar age to him.
"Little brother, let me tell you something secretly. Tomorrow, the ferry will dock at Mawei Pass. Yanyun Pavilion in Mawei Pass may sell silk stockings. When you go to buy them, buy two pairs for me."
"Why don't you buy it yourself?" Xiao Luan asked with some confusion.
"Hey, look behind you." Young Master's paper fan secretly pointed behind him.
Xiao Luan turned around and saw two dashing women in mysterious clothes.
"If I can go buy it, can I discuss it with you? The people at home are in charge!" Young Master secretly took out a storage bag from his sleeve, placed it in Xiao Luan's hand, and rubbed his fingers, "After the ferry starts again,
, Chenshi is trading here."
Xiao Luan couldn't laugh or cry in her heart. She put the storage bag into her sleeve and cupped her hands: "I don't know what to call you, fellow Taoist?"
"Zhou Qianyun."
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, aren't you afraid that I will roll the spirit stone away?"
"Such a few spiritual stones, I haven't taken them to heart yet. If I can use these spiritual stones to buy a lesson, I feel it is not a loss."
"Okay, that's what we said!"
The next day, at Chou hour, the ferry docked at Maweiguan Pass for half an hour's rest as Zhou Qianyuan said.
Half an hour was enough for Xiao Luan to go back and forth.
Without wasting any time, after the Xianjia ferry stopped at the ferry, Xiao Luan headed towards the market.
Mawei Pass is located at the intersection of the Central Territory and the Southern Territory. It is a dangerous pass.
Xiao Luan followed the map and finally saw Yanyun Pavilion at a corner of the market.
At this time, Yanyun Pavilion was overcrowded, and most of them were female cultivators.
Xiao Luan didn't need to guess, most of these female monks probably came here for stockings.
Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and did not feel embarrassed. After entering through the crowd, he grabbed a maid who was waiting for guests and said: "Four pairs of stockings, two pairs of black and white, wrap them carefully!"
"Uh, this..." The maid was a little embarrassed. After breaking free from Xiao Luan's hand, her expression was very serious, "Master, due to the shortage of goods, my parents have always ordered that each person is limited to purchasing two pairs at most."
"This..." Xiao Luan hesitated for a few seconds, then slapped the prepared spiritual stones on the table, "Two pairs are two pairs."
A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Luan happily walked out of the Yanyun Pavilion carrying a small bundle. After putting the bundle into a storage bag, he came to the corner, changed his appearance and returned to the Yanyun Pavilion.
"Hello, I want two pairs of stockings, black and white." "Sir, you have just been here."
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is my first time here."
"Master, don't think we are fools. There is a magic treasure at the door that can break the disguise."
Xiao Luan tried to persuade him, but the people from Yanyun Pavilion refused to sell him another pair of stockings.
In order not to delay the trip, Xiao Luan hurried back to the ferry, drinking tea and reading the Shanshui Di newspaper to pass the time. Seeing that the time was almost up, Xiao Luan took out a box of plaster from the storage bag and applied it to his eyes.
Instantly, a burning sensation came over, Xiao Luan's eyes turned red and tears flowed down his face.
He rushed to the deck, where Zhou Qianyuan was already waiting for him.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, Xiao Luan violated the trust of fellow Taoist Daoist. Who knew that those stockings were so popular? When I arrived, they were already sold out." Xiao Luan wiped her tears with her hands, returned the storage bag to Zhou Qianyuan, and shook it again.
He shook his head and said, "Xiao apologizes!"
"It's okay, it's just that I didn't think well. Silk stockings are so popular and there are many buyers, so it's normal that they can't buy them." Zhou Qianyuan comforted her and cast her eyes on the two women in black clothes in the distance, "You guys bring some drinks.
Come here, I want to have a drink with Brother Xiao."
The two women remained unmoved, and even the expressions on their faces did not change.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Qianyuan frowned and shouted coldly: "I am also the legitimate son of the Zhou family!"
Hearing the word "legitimate son", the two women in black clothes finally moved.
Zhou Qianyuan took out the tables and chairs from the storage bag and placed them on the deck. Soon the woman in Xuanyi brought the drinks and carefully placed them on the table.
"Please!" Zhou Qianyuan spread her hands.
"please."
Xiao Luan did not refuse and sat on opposite sides of Zhou Qianyuan. Zhou Qianyuan sighed and said, "Brother Xiao will laugh."
Xiao Luan shook his head and said with a smile: "Have a drink and forget about these worries!"
"Well said! Forget about this trouble!"
The two of them drank from their bowls. Later, they felt that it was not enough, so they directly picked up the wine jars and blew at each other.
Drinking wine and laughing, I heard the sound of drums under the clear sky and blue sun.
Zhou Qianyuan stood up and seemed a little drunk. He cupped his hands and said, "The wine is very good. It's a pity that I don't drink well. I can only drink so much with Brother Xiao. I can meet Brother Xiao on the way home. It's a shame."
It’s not that boring.”
"Traveling through mountains and rivers, meeting all kinds of people, making the right friends, using mountains and rivers as a gift to bid farewell to Brother Zhou, may Brother Zhou be well in the future!"
The two bowed to each other and said goodbye at the ferry.
Between the mountains and rivers, encountering each other by chance still brings a kind of tempering.
Xiao Luan left the ferry and headed south. As soon as he left the city pass, he found that he was being watched.
Since he didn't know the other party's cultivation level, Xiao Luan didn't dare to trust him, so he walked carefully, waiting for the other party to reveal his flaws.
Walking into a reed marsh, Xiao Luan dived into the water like a fish, changed his external breath into internal breath, hid in the water, and quietly released his spiritual consciousness.
As soon as his spiritual consciousness was released, he could see all the other party's cultivation levels.
One is the third realm, and two are the second realm.
None of them are as good as him.
Xiao Luan hid in the water, waiting for the opportunity to move.
While walking outside, a large number of disciples from the sect became interested in the treasure and killed people to seize the treasure.
There are also some wild cultivators in the mountains and rivers who try to steal spiritual resources and commit crimes to make money and kill people.
When he went out for a walk, he had no enemies and no money to show. He was afraid that these three people were Shanze Yexiu who saw him alone and wanted to take away his cultivation resources.
Xiao Luan held his breath and slowly approached, and the spirit sword behind him fell into his palm with his fingertips.
"Brother, that boy is missing!"
"Don't worry, with my spirit treasure here, do you think he can escape?"
"This boy has a friendship with that young man. That young man's storage bag is full of stuff. I guess this boy also has a lot of good things with him."
What kind of logic is this? He has suffered an unreasonable disaster.
Xiao Luan smiled bitterly, clenched the spiritual sword in his hand, and stood up.
He twisted the sword in his hand and killed one person instantly.
When the remaining two second-level monks saw this scene, their eyes were almost frightened, and they quickly used their skills to escape.
Xiao Luan was already prepared, and he punched out two talismans with his palm, condensing two golden lights in the air and shooting them through.
In the space of a moment's breath, the three men died suddenly.
Xiao Luan condensed a ray of elixir fire from his fingertips, burning the corpse into ashes. He grabbed the storage bags of the three people with his big hands. After erasing the soul marks of the three people, he took a closer look. He found in one of them
A compass was found in the storage bag.
Is this the spiritual treasure that the man mentioned earlier?
Xiao Luan looked around and felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. He pinched a spell in his hand and quickly escaped southward.
He lurked for hundreds of miles before stopping.
"This thing is actually a searching spiritual weapon!"
Searching for spiritual weapons is extremely difficult due to the difficulty of refining them, and there are very few weapon refiners who can refine them, so they are extremely rare.
"I'm really sleepy, so I brought you a pillow. I have all the offensive and defensive magic weapons on my body. I'm missing this kind of search magic weapon. I really need to thank that fellow Taoist!"
Xiao Luan stood up, bowed to the north, and continued on his way south.