Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 363

"Handsome guy, are you from Mortal Realm?" Huanmao asked again after seeing Wang Mu smoking.

"Yes." Wang Mu replied casually.

"I've been to Mortal Realm too." Huanmao raised her eyebrows proudly, "Only Mortal Realm can dress like you and smoke."

Wang Mu turned his head and glanced at the phantom cat, and said with a smile, "Have you ever been to the Mortal Realm? Are you not afraid that the dragon group will destroy you?"

Huanmao rolled his eyes, obviously he didn't like Fanyu Dragon Group, and said without anger: "Dragon Group is just a group of guys who have nothing to do and meddle in their own business. I don't want to harm anyone, but they insist on driving me back. Otherwise, with my cultivation base in Mortal Realm, how happy I am.”

Wang Mu shook his head and smiled, ignored it, but casually looked at the crowd around him.

Although Wang Mu was wearing weird clothes and smoking a cigarette, not many people paid attention to him. Obviously, it was not unusual for these monks to appear here.

Although the conditions for cultivating in the Mortal Realm are very poor, there are still monks, but very few.

After scanning for a while, Wang Mu found that most of the crowds were from Earth Immortal to Celestial Immortal, and some were even below the Tribulation Stage, and there were only a handful of people beyond the Celestial Immortal, Wang Mu couldn't see the details clearly.

This is also normal, all the way to practice, golden immortals are Fengshuiling, no matter what world of heaven, earth and people, monks below the heavenly immortals may be seen everywhere, but there are very few golden immortals, and from the Daluo Jinxian to the immortals and generals, these are even rarer .

In the dense crowd in front of him, judging from the momentum, there are almost no Daluo Jinxians, and there are only a handful of Jinxians.After all, if a master of Da Luo Jinxian cultivation level needs something, the stalls and shops in Fengdu City may not be able to supply it. It is better to find it directly, or go to those powerful trading organizations, and rarely follow the public to this kind of market It's a loss of identity to wander around.

Soon, the two followed the flow of people into Fengdu City.

Fengdu City is not as scary as ordinary people imagined, at least in the eyes of monks in the realm, there is nothing scary, it is just a bustling city.

From the moment you enter the city gate, you can see stalls and shops everywhere, full of people, and all kinds of cries.

There were two groups of soldiers in black armor at the gate of the city, they were subordinates of the city lord of Fengdu City.

The entire underworld is under the control of the underworld, and the underworld is divided into several areas of influence, and Fengdu City is one of them. As an official force, it naturally has its own army.

After entering the city, Wang Mu was not in the mood to chat with Huanmao, and began to look at the stalls and shops around. He walked all the way, but found nothing rare enough, and there were no traces of the medicinal materials Wang Mu needed.

It is difficult for such rare medicinal materials to appear in these ordinary stalls. After all, the strength of the owners of these ordinary stalls is not enough to get something of that value.

"Have you heard? The Jubao Building is also here, and they say they will stay in Fengdu City for three days, and they brought a lot of good things."

"Really? I don't know if there is anything I want, go and have a look."

"Just you? You can't even enter the door of Jubao Building."

"That's right, if you don't carry some hard goods, you won't be able to get close to the door of Jubaolou. There are so many good things in Jubaolou, and you won't give them to us for nothing."

Four or five young monks with long robes and tied hair walked by, discussing as if no one else was around, and said the word Jubaolou, and they all had envious looks on their faces.

"Jubao Building?" Wang Mu grinned, and walked over with a few people.

"What? You also want to go to Jubao Building?" Huanmao glanced at Wang Mu, and his sweet voice became indifferent.

"En." Wang Mu said without turning his head.

"Hehe," Huanmao rolled his eyes and sneered, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Handsome guy, is this your first visit to the land? What kind of place is Jubaolou? You can go there if you want? They claim to have all the treasures in the world , is one of the largest trading organizations in the underworld, but if you want to enter the Treasure Building, you must first show something valuable, either a huge amount of spirit stones, or other rare things, they will ensure that you have the strength to enter the Treasure Building Only by exchanging treasures will you be allowed in."

"Yeah." Wang Mu snorted again, and continued to look into the distance with his neck stretched out, while striding forward.

Seeing Wang Mu's inattentive look, Huanmao became anxious, winked, stepped up and stopped Wang Mu, and said loudly: "Did you hear what I said? I'm asking you, you are qualified to enter the Treasure Building Is it? A monk from the Mortal Realm, what good things can he have? It’s only in the ascension stage..."

At the end, Huanmao rolled his eyes for a long time, as if Wang Mu was a pauper who just came to the world.

"Hehe," Wang Mu was not angry, and smiled gently, "Miss Huanmao, I don't need to worry about whether I can enter the Treasure Building, but you, why are you always following me? It's appropriate, you'd better do your own business."

After finishing speaking, Wang Mu bypassed the magic cat, and followed the young monks in front.

Staring at Wang Mu's back, Huanmao blinked suspiciously, this brat is quite good at pretending.

"See how you end up later!" muttered, and Huanmao followed.

Bypassing two streets, the venue rented by Jubaolou appeared in front of my eyes.

It is a three-story building, wooden building, vermilion, under the dark green sunlight, it looks like a haunted house.

However, the front door was already full of people, and there was a lot of voices, without the slightest sense of eerieness of a haunted house.

People who want to enter the Treasure Building automatically lined up in two lines and slowly accepted the inspection. Everyone who entered the door of the building had to say what they wanted first, and then took out what they wanted to use. The things exchanged will only be put in after the guards at the door have seen them and agreed.

There were only two people standing at the door, a young woman, still a little immature in appearance, wearing a long green dress, clean and neat, with playful eyebrows and eyes, but at the moment her fair and pretty face was full of impatience.

An old man with silver hair stood next to the woman. The old man nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his mouth, and said nothing, but he was obviously very respectful to the woman.

"Hello? Did you make a mistake? Then you want to replace these broken pills with Ganoderma lucidum? Get lost!" Suddenly, the girl stared at a monk in front of her and cursed.

The monk was a middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe, his old face turned red when he was so insulted by a little girl, he took the pill in his hand embarrassingly, looked up at the girl and the white-haired old man, and said unhappily: "No If you can, you can’t, as for scolding people?”

"Are you still talking back? This is Jubao Building! Believe it or not, Miss Ben told someone to beat you?" The girl took a step forward, and shouted with her hips on her hips, with a savage look on her face.

The monk looked at the girl and the old man again, took a deep breath, and had to swallow his anger and leave.

Everyone could see this scene clearly, whether they were queuing up or watching around, they were all talking in low voices, most of them were talking about the girl.

Wang Mu followed the team forward and listened to him.

The girl's name is Gongsun Feirou, the daughter of Gongsun Yin, the owner of Jubaolou, and she can be regarded as the eldest lady of the entire Jubaolou influence. She is usually domineering and difficult to deal with.

Originally, this young lady seldom showed up, but in these few transactions, Gongsun Yin specially asked this young lady to be in charge of the reception and identification at the door. The purpose was also to train his daughter. It is estimated that he wanted her to participate in Jubao Building in the future. Business.

If you want to see whether the things in the guest's hands are valuable, you need not only profound knowledge, but also precise eyesight. Although the formal transaction will start after entering the Jubao building, and you need to appraise and negotiate again, but the appraisal at the door But it is possible to block those guests who are not enough in advance, so as to avoid a lot of useless work in the transactions in the Treasure Building.

However, the eldest lady obviously didn't think it was exercise, but was very upset.

"Uncle Liang, I'm getting annoyed to death. What can my father do? Am I his own? It's shameful for me to dare such rough things." After driving the monk away, Gongsun Fei Rou directly stopped the appraisal, and turned around to complain to the white-haired old man.

The old man named Uncle Liang smiled gently, and said softly: "Miss, the boss is also doing it for your own good. As Miss Jubaolou, you will be in charge of a part of the business in the future. How can you do it if you don't have a certain strength. The boss is also doing it for your own good. You should increase your knowledge and practice your eyesight."

"What kind of exercise!" Gongsun Feirouqiong wrinkled her nose slightly, rolled her eyes in displeasure and said, "Does this lady still need to exercise? My father deliberately embarrassed me. Didn't I just meet Xue Lin secretly a few times?" Well, as for this? Look at these people, nine out of ten are garbage, it's annoying me to death."

The undisguised voice can be heard everywhere.

Wang Mu glanced around and found that many people were obviously holding back their deep breaths, their faces were ugly, and those who dared to come to Jubaolou had some status, but they were called rubbish by a little girl, and they didn't dare to refute, so they were naturally depressed.

Jubaolou is very powerful. Although there are not many masters in the sect, they are very popular in the world. There are many big forces in the underworld and Axiu domain who are inextricably linked to Jubaolou. Ordinary people can't afford to offend What's more, this scolding girl is the woman of the boss of Jubaolou, so she can only swallow her anger.

"My eldest lady, don't be angry, everyone is still waiting." Uncle Liang glanced at the secretly angry crowd, his tone became more gentle, and he looked at Gongsun Feiju and said: "Well, let's fool today first, and tomorrow Liang Tell the boss about it, maybe you don't need to come out and show your face."

(End of this chapter)