Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 181
The central area of ​​the cultivation world is ruled by the Ziwei Dao Sect, which can also be called the Ziwei Starfield.

Huangji Star is an important planet in the Ziwei Star Field, and it is also one of the main planets under the jurisdiction of the Ziwei Taoist Sect.

And this Wuji City is the largest city on Huangji Star, comparable to the capital of a planet, well-known in the entire cultivation world, and the number of past monks is counted in tens of millions every day.

Ziwei Trading Company is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Wuji City... Shanyu Street.

But those who can open shops on Shanyu Street are all well-known sects in the cultivation world. At the same time, it can also be said that this street is the exclusive trading place for those powerful or powerful sects.

In short, this place is like those places on the earth that only serve rich people. If you have no money or low status, you are embarrassed to come here.

Of course, occasionally some powerful casual cultivators or monks from small sects would come here, but not many.

After all, with different identities, people will be discriminated against when they come here.

As the Ziwei Daozong's property, Ziwei Trading Company should be the most luxurious one in Shanyu Street. Who can open a shop next to it is not a few famous and promising sects in the cultivation world.

But this dilapidated small shop called Xiannong Pavilion suddenly appeared here, and it was opposite to Ziwei Trading Company, so it looked particularly eye-catching.

First of all, its facade is really unbearable to look at. At first glance, it seems to be a small temple that has been abandoned for many years.

As for the inside of the house, it goes without saying that the layout is simple, a dilapidated large shelf full of cobwebs, a dusty counter, and a few meter-high weeds growing on the wooden floor. .

The windows were so tightly covered by dust that it was impossible to see even a hair from the inside or the outside.

Except for the plaque outside the door of the small shop, there is no other place that can catch people's eyes.

Finally, two words to sum up, spicy chicken!

But it was such a dilapidated little spicy chicken shop, it just appeared opposite Ziwei Trading Company, like a weak chicken cub confronting an eagle.

There is a bit of arrogance and provocation in the loneliness.

It has become the focus of others.

At this moment, there are tens of thousands of people watching with strange and curious expressions.

"Hey, where did this crappy house come from? I passed by it just now and it didn't exist. Why did it appear in the blink of an eye? Could it be that my eyes are dazzled?"

"Brother, you are not dazzled, we all saw it!"

"Xiannong Pavilion!? Haha, why do you dare to name such a shabby house like this?"

"It's so awesome. The owner of Xiannong Pavilion is doing this, isn't it obvious that he wants to confront Ziwei Trading Company? It's kind!"

"This is a good show to watch..."

……

Everyone was talking about it, some were laughing at the dilapidated shop, and some were talking about what the Ziwei Trading Company would do.

Soon, Ziwei merchants rushed over after learning about it.

I saw that the person who came was the vice president of Ziwei Trading Company...Jin Sanxiong, he was obese, and he was on par with Ke Yang.

The onlookers gave way one after another to let Jin Sanxiong pass.

Looking at this small shop opposite to Ziwei Trading Company, Jin Sanxiong raised his eyebrows, without beeping, raised his hand domineeringly, and transformed into a powerful hand with spiritual power to slap violently.

When everyone thought this small shop was being photographed as trash, they saw a flash of multicolored light, and the next second, a multicolored enchantment suddenly enveloped the shop, and Jin Sanxiong's powerful hand seemed to be photographing the shop. On the shell of the ten thousand year tortoise.

boom!
The small shop didn't move at all, but the powerful hand collapsed directly, and made Jin Sanxiong retreat more than ten steps away.

"What!? It's actually blocked?" The surrounding audience were stunned, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them, as if they were dreaming.

We must know that Jin Sanxiong is a real Nascent Soul Realm Dzogchen monk, and he is about to step into the Soul Slashing Realm, but he can't do anything about a dilapidated shop?
This……

Jin Sanxiong was stunned for a moment, his fat face was even hotter, he felt very shameless, after all, most of the onlookers were disciples from various sects, and there were also people who opened shops around , in short, lost face.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, raised his hand again, and already used [-]% of his spiritual power.

"You're not broken this time!?"

The powerful hand took another shot.

boom!
The small shop remained motionless, and under the protection of the five-color barrier, there was not even a trace of damage, not even a speck of dust on the counter in the shop.

Whoa!
This time, there was an uproar from the crowd.

You know, it is understandable for everyone to say that Jin Sanxiong missed his hand carelessly for the first time, but this time it is a bit unreasonable for the second time.

Some sect disciples who are not afraid of death are even whispering at this moment, saying that Jin Sanxiong is too fat to eat, so that even a broken house can't do anything about it.

Some raised their middle fingers far away.

Hehe, spicy chicken!
Seeing everyone watching the monkey show, Jin Sanxiong was completely annoyed, his fat face burst into veins, and the aura belonging to the Nascent Soul Realm reached the sky, with anger, he used all his spiritual power, He raised his hand and made a shocking palm.

boom!
A strong air wave spread in all directions.

However, the shop is still safe and sound.

"I#@*%..." Jin Sanxiong's complexion was flushed, his lips were blue, and he stomped his feet on the spot. There was nowhere to rest his anger in his heart. If he could, he wanted to kill everyone who saw this scene. No one will be left behind, but his reason tells him that he can't do this.

Not far away, there is a shop called 'Xianyunzhai'.

On the seventh floor, an old man in a black and white gown, with sword eyes and eyebrows, was looking at the small shop below with his hands behind his back.

"It's not easy for the owner of this small shop to make Jin Sanxiong suffer. Who could it be?"

In another white jade tower, a middle-aged man in a white robe with a cloud pattern embroidered on his chest was also looking down at the store.

"This small shop is not simple... huh, but it's really satisfying to see Jin Sanxiong's deflated appearance!"

……

At the same time, those shops around Ziwei Trading Company were all looking at Jin Sanxiong's embarrassing appearance, and some of them even recorded it with photo stones, and prepared to appreciate it slowly later.

Finally, after learning that he had nothing to do with the shop, Jin Sanxiong returned to Ziwei Firm with aggrieved feelings.

"This... small shop is so awesome? Even President Jin can't do anything about it? Finally left aggrieved?" Someone smacked their lips and sighed.

"Hehe, it's just that the formation is strong, and it won't be able to stand on the big stage. Just watch, there will be a strong person from Ziwei Trading Company coming soon. At that time, it will still be smashed into scum by a slap!"

"Are you a dog licker? How many spirit stones did Ziwei Trading Company give you? The most special lady of labor and management hates hot chicken like you, get out!"

"Hehe, I'm just telling the truth. In front of the real strong, this is nothing. Just watch it, and you will know the result tomorrow!"

"Okay, then labor and management will wait, if the shop is still there tomorrow, then labor and management will tear your mouth!"

……

On the other side, Yang Fan is researching shops in Xiandao.

There is no substantive introduction to the store, it is very simple, there are only two options [Enter] and [Leave].

Smacking his lips, he thought about it carefully.

Silently recite 【Enter】.

In the next second, there was a flash in front of my eyes, and suddenly appeared in a dilapidated room in a trance.

Looking at the cobweb-covered shelves, the dusty counter, and the weeds on the floor, Yang Fan took a deep breath of the dusty air.

"Is this Nima a shop that cost labor and capital 50 experience points?"

Is it too childish?
It doesn't matter if the area is small, at least tidy up the hygiene!

And what is the meaning of this random counter?
What a fool!
Whose counter is closely next to the door?Did Nima take into account the feelings of customers?How the hell do you let people in?

At this moment, Yang Fan's heart ached so much that he couldn't help touching his pocket, and then unexpectedly found out a pack of Monkey King.

Leaning against the corner of the wall, he squatted down, took out one and lit it, and took a deep breath. Three seconds later, a puff of thick smoke was spit out from his mouth.

Looking around, he was very unhappy and took a few more puffs, then extinguished the cigarette butt, and stood up abruptly.

"Forget it, the matter has come to this point, I can only endure it, I can't let the 50 experience points go to waste!"

He rolled up his sleeves, moved the counter, opened the door and walked out.

"Look, someone has come out."

"???"

　Eyebrows furrowed, "Vote!"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)