The Baimei Ghost King's arrogance is really big enough. She has so many monks waiting for her, and it depends on when she is free and in a good mood. When will she have to wait outside? Qingyang frowned and asked: "I don't know.
How often does Senior Ghost King see these people outside?"
The gatekeeper smiled and said: "I can't say for sure. Sometimes she is not busy and may come out twice in a row. Sometimes she needs to practice in seclusion, and she may not come out once in thirty or fifty years.
, this is all based on luck, how could a servant like me know?"
"Is there no room for accommodation at all?" Qingyang said.
"No." The gatekeeper shook his head with a firm attitude.
Qingyang casually took out another talisman and stuffed it directly into the hands of the gatekeeper. The previous gift was for Baimei Ghost King, and this one was naturally given to the gatekeeper. It contained hundreds of ghost stones.
This amount is not small, almost as much as the gatekeeper's annual salary.
After the gatekeeper accepted the Ming Stone, his attitude became better, but he still said with a troubled face: "Fellow Taoist, to be honest with you, I really can't help in this matter, and I dare not
I went against the will of my ghost king to inform you specifically. The only thing I can do is to put yours in a row. If the ghost king and she meet the monks next time, maybe the chance will be better."
Gifts were given, Mingshi was spent, and good words were said, but I still couldn’t see the Baimei Ghost King. It seemed that my gift was wasted. It was so difficult to see the Baimei Ghost King who ranked last in the Ten Kings Palace.
, not to mention those at the top, the Long-Eyebrow Ghost King's status in the Ten Kings Palace is second only to the Giant Ghost King, the master of the First Palace, and it is probably as difficult as ascending to heaven to meet him.
It is completely unreasonable to wait here for Baimei Ghost King to receive him. Who knows how long it will take? What if she doesn't come out in thirty to fifty years? I can't stay here forever, right? And even if she comes out, she won't
They will definitely receive him first. You must know that there are thousands of monks guarding this door. Qingyang cannot guarantee that he will be so lucky.
If you can't see it, forget it. If you try your luck elsewhere, you can always find the opportunity slowly. It's just a pity that the gift of tens of thousands of underworld stones was sent out without even a sound.
Qingyang did not intend to take back the gift he sent out. First, his strength did not allow it. Even though the gatekeeper outside only had a cultivation level of the ninth level of the Golden Core, there must be many Nascent Soul monks in the City Lord's Mansion, and these monks outside would not stand idly by.
, the only one who suffers in the event of a conflict is oneself. The second reason is that it is easy to make enemies with Baimei Ghost King. As the saying goes, there are many friends, many roads, many enemies, many walls, and it will be fine if the visit fails. If Baimei is angered,
Charming Ghost King, whether it is the treatment of Yu Mengmiao or the One-horned Ghost King, it is easy to increase variables in the future.
Qingyang walked out slowly and dejectedly. As soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, a monk suddenly rushed in front of Qingyang and slapped him on the shoulder. Why was there someone sneaking up on him in broad daylight? Although Qingyang was in a low mood,
However, he did not relax his guard. Seeing that the other party's hand was about to fall, he ducked to the side with a slight movement of his body, causing the monk's hand to fall away.
Qingyang was in a bad mood, but someone bumped into him. Qingyang suddenly turned cold, looked at the monk opposite and said, "Humph, what do you mean to block my way?"
Opposite him was a young monk of the sixth level of the Golden Core. He was chubby and didn't look like a gangster who was secretly attacking. He was originally planning to say hello to Qingyang, but he was so enthusiastic that he frightened Qingyang.
When he arrived, he could only take back his hand that was in mid-air, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, please forgive me for accidentally disturbing you. I didn't mean anything else, I just wanted to say hello to you."
"Did you rush out so suddenly to say hello? If it weren't for being on the street, I would have fought back. How could you still be alive at this moment?" Qingyang's attitude was still cold.
"I was reckless. Thank you fellow Taoist for showing mercy." The fat monk cupped his hands. He was not dissatisfied because of Qingyang's attitude, but said: "Let me introduce myself first. I am Dou Changzai. I am from a distance."
The young city lord of Doujiacheng, a small town that cultivates immortals more than 100,000 miles away from Baimei City, came to Baimei City to practice this time. I wonder what you call him?"
There is a saying that you should not hit someone with a smiling face, but Dou Changzai lowered his attitude so low that Qingyang could not let go of this matter, but he did not have a good face and said: "Qingyang."
Dou Changzai didn't care about Qingyang's attitude. He beat the snake and followed the stick, saying: "It turns out to be Taoist friend Qingyang. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Seeing that you have such cultivation at such a young age, your origins must be extraordinary, right? I don't know.
Which master did you come from? I can't compare with you. My father's Doujia City is only a few dozen miles in circumference, and there are only hundreds of thousands of monks. It is considered a small city in the territory of the Ten Kings Palace, and it can't be considered a small city.
The location is remote, and there is not a single Nascent Soul cultivator in the entire Doujia City. Even my father's cultivation level is only at the Golden Core level, and he is not usually qualified to come to Baimei City to visit the Ghost King. As for my cultivation level, I still rely on my own qualifications.
I have just cultivated to this level. It can be said that I am better than my master. My father has high hopes for me, hoping that I will be able to shine in the family and strengthen the Dou family city in the future. Recently, I have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation, so my father asked me to go out and practice alone. I have never been able to do it before.
After crossing the far gate, Baimei City is the closest, so I took the opportunity to come here first."
Did I ask you this? You just talked so much? What does this have to do with me? Qingyang secretly cursed in his heart. This guy seems to be an acquaintance, and he revealed his details to me as soon as they met.
When meeting strangers, he does not shy away from talking to each other. It can be seen that this person does not have much experience. He is a sixth-level cultivator of the Golden Core and has such a simple personality. Sooner or later, he will suffer a loss in the future. Qingyang frowned and said: "What's the matter with you?"
Tell me quickly, I don't have time to chat with you."
Dou Changzai suddenly lowered his voice and said: "When I was in Doujia City, I heard that Baimei Ghost King among the Ten Palaces of Ghost Kings is not only highly cultivated, but also very charming and charming. He can be called a stunning beauty in the world, a beauty in the world, and a figure
, appearance, temperament, talent, voice, and even gestures, all of them make people linger, and all of them are wonderful. It is said that many monks, after seeing Baimei Ghost King, will never forget her, and they will never forget other women in this life.
No longer interested, I was very interested after hearing these rumors, so I came directly to Baimei City, wanting to meet the Baimei Ghost King and verify the rumors myself to see what kind of charming and charming she is."
While speaking, Dou Changzai showed a lewd smile on his face, as if he had already seen Baimei Ghost King.