The fairy city of the market man

Chapter 227 226. Congratulations

Xiang's going to give birth, and the news of the Southern Jin Dynasty has not yet arrived, both of which caused Ah Chou to delay his inhalation of magic energy for a few days.

After the Cold Food Festival, the Yin family moved into a fish shop on Nantong Street, and when they came back from the housewarming banquet, Poppi said, if Ji’s family wants to dry, let his house dry, and we won’t wait here. Nettle City.

When encountering evil spirits, only the gods can save their lives. This time, even the old dog does not bring Qi Peng.

The old lady is in charge of everything in the city, and she also entrusts a group of earth immortals and nine ranks. When Popi asked for the entrustment, monk Xiuji was not behind.

In addition, on the day when Longlin City encountered the evil spirits, he suddenly threw back the Dharma-rectification cymbal, even though he took it back afterwards, it also made the monk feel good!
Poppi believes in the ability of picking ears and knowing people, but these two things, coupled with the constant scolding from Zonghao, Mrs. Lu, Miao Xiu and others when gambling, all benefit the monk's Taoist heart, and the bricks he does every day will get better and better. more and more.

In addition, the absence of the useless Wasteland Immortal actually made the monk feel uneasy, afraid of accidents, since his spiritual sense could cover the whole city, he would have to go around sooner or later.

It must be the appearance of the dragon-scale demon, which frightened Popi, and the eldest son was born again, and the seriousness on his face before he left the house, permeated the great monk.

Out of the mud tile line, the charming ladies I met on the street ran all the way.

During these days, Aunt Lu, who came back from Longlin together, scolded people and practiced Dao soldiers in the Kun Dao Mansion. It is well known to everyone. Zhisheng, who knew the inside story in detail, most of the scolded were not wronged. He led the Taoist soldiers for more than ten days, and only practiced in the morning, and nothing else was revealed. But as far as Xiuji saw, the girls who married and lived outside came and went, and the soles of their feet Shengfeng is quite different from the delicate and weak appearance before, it has changed.

Commander, even if you don't have a bad temper.

Ban Yuan, who came with Aunt Lu, probably hasn't made up his mind yet, he is basking in the sun on a chair by the door of the bookstore, flipping through books and playing.

After undergoing great changes, many times, monks don't fully believe what they see. For scholarly matters, turning over books may also be a way of cultivating their minds, and they are not sure.

The black dog at the intersection, with a higher level of cultivation than the monk, and a cunning and treacherous person, shouldn't be able to see anything, but when Xiuji stopped, he faintly felt that there seemed to be a little anxiety in Huazi's eyes.

Logically speaking, since Da Luo captured him into the city with his own hands, the evil spirits outside are afraid of being caught by the vine, so they must not dare to communicate with him. Why is Huazi so anxious?
In the center of the five bluestone slabs, there is also a stone ox tied to the stake, which has the effect of calming the soul and grinding the soul. Except when this Huazi is tortured by the city lord, he is usually the same, and his endurance is first-class.

Even Da Luo didn't have the ability to guess his mind based on his eyes, or his thoughts went astray, or the demons deliberately revealed it to the monk, so he couldn't do it accurately.

Just add a little more vigilance in my heart, don't go anywhere else, go straight across West Main Street, and the monk goes to sit at the west gate.

On Xizheng Street, apart from the grain and oil store and shoe store surnamed Wang, there is also a carriage and horse dealership, and the rest are all in charge of women. It is called "Street of Women".

Outside the city gate, today's rotating yamen soldier is a good guy.

Tu II.

When the monk snatched Peng's soul back to the Luohan Temple, the earth immortal Huagou under the command of the barefoot immortal entered the city. Hearing that Zhao Tongwai had died a yamen soldier, the city lord ordered Wang Gan to welcome the earth immortal. Brother and Tu are often here.

Tu Lao Er often has a grin on his lips, but he is actually a reliable person, different from Cao Si.

Only recently there are other people who have other good things. Because of jealousy, Tian Yu, who is the lord of the city, called the brothers of the Tu family "Uncle Wuma". The second one smiled back, and was so happy that he turned around and called himself "the second uncle of the five horses".

Even if they were born by the same father, they have different temperaments.

Outside the city gate, the monk flicked his robe sleeve casually, swept away the dust at the base of the city wall, and sat down cross-legged.

Seeing him, Tu Laoer was very puzzled and asked, "What is the great monk doing?"

Squinting to see where he came from, Xiu Ji lightly shook his head.

The little Green Willow City, even counting, is not in the season of sweet-scented osmanthus, and there are three or four caravans entering the city every day, plus those who have the ability to come and go alone, and the foreign visitors are worse than Longlin and Longya. It was lively, but at this time, the road was empty and there was no one.

The monk practiced closed-mouth meditation, unable to speak, nodding and shaking his head can only express a general idea, but Tu Laoer couldn't figure it out, so he frowned: "Is the bell ringing? Why doesn't Master Wang come?"

The gamblers at the same table, "senior" or something, Tu Laoer has long since stopped calling.

The monk still shook his head.

"Will you not bask in the sun with me? Tu Er is not from Simen Village. He has no enmity with the great monk, so you don't need to suffer."

Xiu Ji glanced at him, then simply closed his eyes.

As a talkative person, guarding the gate is a boring job. Sometimes he can chatter to passing ants and sparrows for a while. Finally, he has an audience, even a dumb person. He touched his arms: "Close your eyes, it's not to see the scenery, what's the matter?"

Xiuji ignored him, and then changed the topic: "Monk, I am practicing the wondrous method, and there are many places that are stagnant and unsmooth. Let me talk about it with you?"

When explaining the difficult problems of the wonderful method, there is no need to listen to the "dharma". It only solves a certain point that is not clear, and will not leak the solution to the outside world.

The monk shook his head.

Although it is said that one theory is clear and all dharmas are clear, it is not impossible to solve the doubts of other practitioners, but the subtleties of practice, exhausting all the words I know, still can't express the meaning, how can he, who is dumb shaking his head and nodding, understand clearly?
A little carelessness can harm a person's life!The monk himself seems to have listened to some crooked scriptures since the day he studied the Fa, and he is not dumb and dare not teach others!
The reason why the city lord dared to let his outer chamber ask Huazi for advice was because there was a celestial being staring at him brightly, and that fellow would know if he dared to teach a little bit.

Tu Lao Er is currently at the fourth level, although it is only a low price, but I heard that the magic method that is changed after entering the green willow, and it takes less than four years to advance to the second level, which is not too slow. Yes, it is not a good thing to practice quickly, he is just impatient and does not need to teach.

Without a promise, Tu Laoer changed the words again: "The monk thinks that the Southern Jin Dynasty will go to war with our Tiangan Mansion?"

If you are not an enemy, you should have sent someone to negotiate a peace. If you want to fight, the Southern Jin army of Banzhu should go north again. It will not be the current situation!
No war, no peace, in this matter, the monk is equally as hard to decide the ending, I don't know whether to shake his head or nod.

Fortunately, after two breaths, I don't have to listen to his noise anymore.

The monk suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Tu Laoer followed his direction.

Two or three miles away on the road, a peddler with a shelf came slowly. Every step he took, the ends of the bamboo pole were shaking up and down. The things must be heavy.

Every step seems to have a rhythm.

Those who dare to walk alone must not be ordinary people, but Tu Laoer looked back and saw Wang Qian, the city was peaceful, and the golden bell should have not rang, so he said: "This kind of tall man with great self-sufficiency and is not afraid of the evil spirits of the mountain. Steps, there are often people coming and going in and out of our city, so don't worry about it!"

He said he didn't care, but seeing the monk ignored him, he just stood up slowly and stared at the shopkeeper. The monk's robe seemed to be a little bigger, and the atmosphere was wrong, so he was also alert, and whispered softly: "City God protects you!"

This sound is actually asking the City God to inform the ninth rank and the earth immortals in the city to be careful.

Soon, on Xizheng Street, the candle shop Tong's, the pharmacy Zhen Yaoshen, the clothing store Granny Chen, and the restaurant Zhang Guoguo all came out.

The shopkeeper walked slowly, and when he approached the city gate, the old dog of the city lord's mansion also ran over. Baili Qiushi, Dong Ce, Tu Zhuang, and Yin Jiao went to the door of Zhao's restaurant. The two bustards of Hongdou, the disabled scholar Ban Yuan asked his son to push them, and waited at the intersection.

Before the golden bell rang, Wang Gan, Jiu Taoist, Yin Jian and several earth immortals did not move for a while, but they all paid attention to this side.

The city lord is not at home, no one dares to be careless.

The city is like a big enemy, and the shopkeeper also felt it. He put down his shoulder pole and frowned first: "Why, the green willow doesn't let outsiders in now?"

He is tall, but lean, and looks like a man in his prime, with a tuft of beard under his chin, and six fingers on his left hand on a shoulder pole.

The put down shelves are full of beautiful things, selling children's toys, exquisite wooden combs and mirrors for women, pens and inks of scholars, books from a certain place, in addition to high-quality caramel, dried fruit, and tea from a certain place with a small output.

There are all kinds of strange things.

Tu Laoer hid behind Xiuji and asked, "I'm a visitor from afar, how could I not be allowed to enter? I just don't know where I came from? What is my cultivation level? Come to Luliu, passing by or something?"

"As a salesman, you can walk around as you like, without a start and end. It's a good thing to come to your house! The cultivation is the ninth level!"

Tu Laoer wanted to ask again, but Yin Jiao in the city interrupted: "But the reincarnated Qilin, congratulatory shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper glanced into the city gate, nodded his head, and looked at Xiuji again: "I've been looking for people to compete with each other, but right now the immortals are not enough to grind their poles, so I want to try more with the earth immortals, but most of the earth immortals live in seclusion. If you find it, you don’t want to reward it easily, and I heard that there are many immortals in the green willows and lands, so come and have a try!”

Not only Yin Jiao, Tu Zhuang, Dong Ce, etc., but also Tu Er Er, a small yamen soldier, were greatly surprised by the identity of the shopkeeper!
Most of the earth immortals are reluctant to show their faces, so the bandit barefoot immortal is the most famous, but he is only at the eighth level of cultivation, and he has not reached the top, so his ability is not the greatest.

Among the immortals in the world, the most famous one has also arrived in Green Willow City today!

Different from the barefoot fairy, the shopkeeper He is not only famous, but also recognized by the world, and his ability of Taoism is second to none among the immortals in the world!
The spirits of the earth gods and spirits are attached to the life objects, and if the human immortals want to fight with them, most of them have to rely on outnumbered enemies, and slowly grind them until they destroy the life objects, otherwise it will be difficult to kill.

But in this world, the reason why there are all kinds of colors and all kinds of splendor lies in the difference of creatures. There are really rare existences among human beings. The blow can injure the source of the spirit and soul, and even implicate the life object, directly killing it!
It's just that there are very few such people.

Less, but not nothing!
If Wei Qing in Green Willow City hadn't died young, he might have been one of them, and there were Ji Liang from the Southern Jin Ji family nearby.

The most famous of this kind of person is Hao Qilin, the No. 1 Immortal through the ages who once hurt Baidi, but the common people are fond of talking about it, but he has passed away after all.Today's living immortals are generally recognized as being unparalleled in Taoism and have killed a fifth-order earth immortal with a shoulder pole. His surname is He, but his real name is unknown, but he walks around in various cities, dressed as a salesman, and is called He Salesman.

Mr. He's own family often says to the outside world that he will not fall into evil ways in this life, but on the road of cultivation, he will be Hao Qilin's second, and he will have no regrets if he is not an immortal!
Tu Laoer has long admired him.

(End of this chapter)