In the Qingzhou area, Mo Jiuxuan has become a heavyweight figure.
It was originally the realm of the Golden Pill, and the leader of the Alchemist Hall, Lian Shen, as his disciple, played a key role in destroying the Ziyun Sect. He defeated the conspiracy of the Resurrection Hall with one against three in the same realm of Feiyun Lake.
There are not many battles, but every time they are gang fights.
One group beats the other party, and the other party is very strong.
When I came to Qingzhou, the only way to enter Wuzhou, and when I returned to Xicheng, no one dared to cause trouble for this small team.
Guixi City, Qingzhou is an important city that controls the throat of Wuzhou.
It is said that after the demon clan and the human race joined forces to seal the Twelve Witch Ancestors, they left the human domain from here.
At that time, Qingzhou and Cangzhou were still part of the demon clan.
However, later the two tribes fought bloody battles all year round, and the human race emerged and captured the Qingcang two states from the demon realm.
The people of Wuzhou still uphold the glory of ancient times and take pride in the descendants of the Witch Ancestor. Some people even want to resurrect the Witch Ancestor and restore the glory of ancient times.
So Guixi City, located in the west of Wuzhou, became the eye of the human territory in Wuzhou.
(Guixicheng: I will stare at you.)
Spy and secret spies in the city often investigate things in various tribes in Wuzhou, which is one of the reasons why the descendants of Wuzhou Wuzhou Wuzu do not like monks.
This city is not as prosperous as Muhua City, with a sense of solemnity and patrol guards passing by on the thick and majestic city walls from time to time.
When he stepped into the city, the guards only asked a few questions in a programmatic manner and let them go, and there was no embarrassment.
There were people coming and going on the street, but there were some monks.
It can be said that as long as you fight now, everyone here will have combat power, and a typical case of fighting is full of soldiers.
A few of them found a good inn to rest. The secluded and quiet courtyard was well arranged, with a small bridge and flowing water, and there was no trace of bitter cold outside the frontier.
Mo Jiuxuan gave his daughter the storage bag containing the spirit gathering pill, told her to practice well, and signaled several disciples to hurry up and rest and leave.
The Red Blood Bear is too big and it is inconvenient to turn into a human form here. He is afraid that he will be targeted by the spy, so he has to lie in the yard to protect him.
After settling down everything, Mo Jiuxuan changed into a luxurious robe, dressed up as a handsome young man, and asked for a private room in the store.
He had an extraordinary demeanor in every move and was generous in his actions. The entertaining girl looked at her and wanted to open her collar to her navel.
They are all mountain treasures containing spiritual energy, a pot of tea called Longhu Tea.
During the Sitong Chamber of Commerce, Su Yumeng once brewed a pot for him, and the taste was unforgettable.
It is definitely not Longhu Tea in Guixi City.
Mo Jiuxuan asked casually, "Miss, are you a native of Guixi City?"
The woman smiled sweetly. This young man looked so pretty, and his cold expression made people want to comfort him.
"The little woman is from Wuzhou."
Mo Jiuxuan stared at him and said in surprise, "Really?"
The woman smiled and said, "Young Master has never been to Wuzhou, right?"
Mo Jiuxuan nodded, "It is said..."
He was embarrassed to say the following words, and the woman smiled and said, "The man is ten feet tall, and the woman is more than nine feet tall?"
"Uh~Yeah~"
Mo Jiuxuan nodded silently, "That seems to be what the outside says."
The woman showed grievance, "It's not that exaggerated, but it's not much different. We people in Wuzhou regard themselves as descendants of the witch ancestors, and their body shape is indeed different from other parts of the human world."
Mo Jiuxuan looked up and down and felt that this woman was no different from the woman he usually saw.
He is six feet tall, has a pretty plump body, fair skin, and is a normal preferred type regardless of appearance.
The woman said, "No need to see it. I am an alien among Wuzhou people, so when I was six years old, I was kicked out of the house by my parents.
The difference between the real Wuzhou people and you can tell at a glance.”
It turns out to be a woman with a story!
With the loss of time, the bloodline in the Wuzhou people became thinner and thinner, and gradually some people degenerated into ordinary human races, which is also inevitable.
But there is one person in front of me.
A girl suffered misfortune in her childhood and it was not easy to survive until now. Mo Jiuxuan looked at her expression and felt a little more pity.
The woman was very sensitive and said, "Young Master, don't have to pity me. You eat and drink here with great care and live well, which is much better than Wuzhou. Now they beg me to go back, but I won't go back."
He is a brave and strong child!
Mo Jiuxuan secretly praised the heart and asked with a smile, "I am going to go to Wuzhou, but you also know that we don't seem to be very fond of the people of Wuzhou."
So I want to find a caravan, as for spirit stones or something, it’s easy to say!”
His appearance is rich and generous, making people feel proud.
The woman's eyes lit up and she smiled, "If you don't dislike this young man, the father who raised me was the groom of the Weiyuan Caravan. I can ask him to ask you for help."
Mo Jiuxuan was overjoyed, "That's good, I'm in trouble!"
He took out a handful of spirit stones at will, about ten, and handed them over.
The woman's eyes were straight.
I only have one spirit stone for a month here, but it is because the owner of this inn is kind-hearted and has a good business.
This reward of ten spirit stones was almost equivalent to her annual income, and the woman immediately took it excitedly.
"Don't worry, young master, a generous person like young master is rare in Guixi City, but the little girl wants to remind you!"
"What does it mean?" Mo Jiuxuan asked.
"When the young master talks with his father, don't say that it's not short of money or something. Otherwise, if you only spend twenty spirit stones, you would have to spend thirty or forty, and maybe even more.
I know the young master is not short of money, but if you can save it, just save it!"
The woman's tone was sincere, and Mo Jiuxuan accepted her kindness with a smile.
The woman continued, "The little woman's adoptive father is a drunkard, and he used all the spirit stones he earned to buy wine. The family's livelihood is still maintained by the little woman.
The young master is a good man, but the little girl doesn't want the young master to suffer losses, so she tells the truth and asks you not to blame him."
"This person is simple!"
Mo Jiuxuan nodded secretly, accepted her kindness, squinted her eyes and smiled, "I understand, thank you!"
Although Wuzhou people do not like people from other states, they like to produce and sell things in other states.
Some daily necessities, decorations, gold and iron treasure dans, etc. are very popular here.
With a team of six people and one bears, if you want to cross Wuzhou, you may be missed by many people.
Although Mo Jiuxuan is already a golden elixir, there are so many powerful people in a state.
If the hidden Wuzhou master disliked them, he might throw a mountain over for no reason, but that would be a cup of wine!
The woman withdrew with a smile on her lips. When she closed the door, her eyes stayed on the straight back for a few seconds, then went downstairs to say hello to the shopkeeper.
"Shopkeeper, someone just said that my father was sick and he was almost out of reach. I have to go back and take a look."
The shopkeeper also took care of the woman in Wuzhou and waved his hand quickly, "Go quickly, you don't have to worry about the matter in the store."
By the way, if your family needs help, I'll send someone to help you."
The woman had tears in her eyes and hurriedly left the inn. Standing on the street, she wiped away her tears and ran along the streets and alleys to a low courtyard group northeast with a smile.
It seems that every city has such a barren land beyond prosperity.
Low and damaged houses, muddy and narrow alleyways, and residents with dilapidated and gloomy faces.
Here, you can only feel the torture of life.
There is a vegetable garden in the yard where the woman lives. The house is obviously for many years and looks shaky. The walls after the wind and rain are covered with traces of vicissitudes.
Before I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of bad wine.
A fifty-year-old man in a dress covered in mud was lying on the kang and snoring. Next to him was a half-chewed green onion, and a few empty wine pots fell on the table in a mess.
The woman shook her head, first packed up the wine pot, took the scallions back to the kitchen, and the rest could still be used.
He took a bowl of water and woke up the old man.
"Dad, dad, I have something to talk to you!"
The old man stood up sleepily and complained, "I'm sleeping, what are you doing? Can you wait for me to get up before talking about it if you have something to do?"
The woman tried hard to shake, mourning her without fighting, "What are you waiting for? You won't make money when you wake up!"
"Um?"
The old man sobered up, his eyes shone, and the blush on his face quickly faded, "Dong'er, let's talk, what's the good thing?"
The woman who asked Dong'er to tell you about Mo Jiuxuan's search for the caravan.
"Dad, go and tell the caravan master, just act as helping."
She took out a spirit stone from her pocket, "Dad, look, that young man just gave me a spirit stone."
The old man snatched it and laughed, "Oh, these are enough to drink for a while. Didn't my father say you, Young Master Zhang's family is so rich, and he came to ask for a few kisses, why didn't you agree to him?
If you agree, how many years can you enjoy with your father? What kind of grooms can you do?”
Dong'er's face darkened, "Don't you know what Mr. Zhang is? He married a six-person concubine, three died and two were crazy. I think it's a matter of time before the rest.
Dad, don’t send me to any wolf den, my daughter is willing to serve you for the rest of her life.”
The old man nodded, "Okay! But Young Master Zhang is rich and powerful. Several of the priests in his family are masters of the fourth level of Qi Refining. If they force themselves, they will not be able to save their lives from dad and you!"
The old man shook his head, "If I had known this, I would have been better to be a mortal and happy life if I had practiced this way. Now I can't go back!"
I lifted my shoes and carried my hands on my back like an old farmer in the village, staggeringly leaving the yard.
Dong'er hid eight spirit stones, took out one and went to the store to buy four bags of rice worth about a hundred kilograms, and changed some elixirs.
Then, two bags of rice were easily returned home and poured them into the rice jar.
Everyone knows that this is from Wuzhou, and he is ordinary for a weak woman to show her powerful strength.
After watching the woman's back leave greedily, he spit out a mouthful of saliva at the corner of his mouth, "Bah, Wuzhou bastard."
The old man carried a roast chicken in one hand and a few pots of wine in the other hand, humming a small song and returning leisurely.
The old man in the caravan was very good at the shopkeeper, and the matter was settled quickly. Twenty spirit stones could be sent to Huanglong Pass.
After passing Huanglong Pass, you can leave Wuzhou and enter Chaizhou.
The old man was not so worried. He raised the price to thirty-five, which was considered as charging some agency fees.
Dong'er complained to her father for a while and persuaded her to lower the price to thirty pieces.
The Young Master Award is a Young Master Award. She is indeed grateful, but the matter of Dad is another matter, and the introduction fee you should give is also given.
She told Mo Jiuxuan that the caravan was going to Chaizhou to do business and would need twenty-five low-grade spirit stones to pay for the road.
Dong'er decided to take out the remaining five coins from the young master's reward and get enough thirty coins for his father.
Mo Jiuxuan was indecisive and paid a smile to express his gratitude. Only the inn shopkeeper complained to Dong'er, saying that she had something to do and should not use her father's life as an excuse to leave.