Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting stood by the window to observe and tear it open for a while. Then she jumped out of the window and stood speechless. The scope of her eyes was further expanded. Of course, what she could see clearly was only the street where the inn was located.

In this street, there are not too many vendors, but not too few.

The most important thing is that eight of the ten vendors have self-cultivation. He can even see them from time to time. Sometimes they communicate with each other with their eyes.

It doesn't seem that vendors know each other?

It's just that... If these vendors, who have self-cultivation, really want to sell things or exchange other treasures, wouldn't it be better to go to the deep of the market?

Why do you have to set up a stall in this place where there are more mortals? For the convenience of birthday congratulators, can they see it at the first time?

If there was no sudden palpitation, if there was no sea of blood when he left Li's home, he might not care... The sea of blood he saw in a trance, and his intuitive uneasiness made him have to think more now.

Even think, these vendors, whether there are many Li people, and these people are distributed in the street, is to monitor what?

"Dong Dong..." the knock on the door rang out.

Through the window, Jiang Ting can clearly know that his door and the green bamboo door beside him are being knocked.

Jiang Ting didn't go back to his room. Instead, he said at the window, "come in."

At the same time, mana is used to pull the door open.

Then he saw a young man standing at the door, holding a porcelain plate in his hands, in which there was a piece of delicious meat... He couldn't tell what it was, but he was quite big.

The boy didn't enter the room and saluted at the door: "I've seen an immortal."

Jiang Ting's eyes revealed: "what are you doing?"

The boy replied quickly: "back to the immortal, all the immortal who stay in, funded by the Li family, each person has ten jin of monster meat for enjoyment every day."

Monster meat?

Jiang Ting's eyes flashed, and he jumped back to the house from the window: "bring it in."

The boy quickly approached the table and slowly put the porcelain plate on the table, as if for fear of dropping it on the ground.

"Use it slowly, fairy." After putting it away, he saluted carefully and prepared to leave.

Jiang Ting suddenly said, "wait a minute."

"I don't know what else to order, immortal?" Little boy's eyes showed a little fear.

Obviously, some of the people living in the inn are not easy to serve.

"It's so noisy outside."

After a pause, Jiang Ting said without expression: "where are so many mortals on the street? What's more, there are so many vendors. I have no time to practice because of the noise of peddling. Do you care about the Inn and the Li family? "

The boy was so anxious that he cried out: "immortal... Immortal, I don't know."

This inn, these days, there are a lot of runners, sophomores, boys and so on are replaced... And the people who are replaced, without exception, are dead.

He doesn't want to die yet.

"I don't know?" Jiangting slowly approached, and a head size fireball rose above the palm of his hand. Because of the fireball, the temperature of the whole room began to soar.

"Immortal... Immortal, spare your life." The small Si has no backbone immediately knelt down.

Jiang Ting sighed in his heart, but his face didn't change: "is it so noisy outside every day?"

"No... no, there haven't been so many vendors here before."

Without waiting for an answer, the young man put his head on the ground and said, "I heard that there are immortals who are going to live their lives. All the immortals around come here. Because many immortals are close to us, the oasis has just begun to be lively."

Jiang Ting gently waved: "go down."

"The villain left." The boy was busy, and he wanted his parents to give birth to two more legs and run away.

"Creak..." the room was closed again.

Jiang Ting looked at the porcelain plate: "monster meat..."

He could feel that there was a wave of aura in the meatball. It was not strong. It was... Unfortunately, it was useless to him.

If he has three or four levels of refining Qi, he can't break through one level of cultivation if he has a meal every day for dozens of days... However, he has eight levels of refining Qi, and the aura contained in the monster's flesh is useless to him.

The only advantage may be that it can satisfy the appetite, and there is no need to worry about ingesting impurities that ordinary people can't see, such as grains.

Thinking for a while, Jiang Ting did not eat, but received the monster meat into the storage bag, and ate a Bigu pill.

Bigu pill should be the best pill in the world of cultivating immortals... There are only two prescriptions that Jiang Ting knows. One is Bigu pill, and the other is Peiyuan pill.

However, he had hardly refined the Bigu pill, because the difficulty was too low, and the Bigu pill was not precious. He had not finished what he got from zongmen.

After eating pigudan, Jiangting turns out the window again, and then goes outside the window of green bamboo.

"Jiang ting." Green bamboo hasn't eaten the monster meat sent by the inn yet. He is surprised to see Jiang Ting appear outside the window.

"Here, something's wrong."

After a pause, Jiang Ting whispered: "don't eat the things given by the inn. I'll go and find out what's wrong... If nothing happens, don't leave the inn."

After that, Jiang Ting jumped directly off the eaves and disappeared into the crowd.

Green bamboo Leng Leng, looking at the street... Did not see what is wrong.

……………….

On the other side, oasis square city.

Without a word, Jiang Ting began to roam the streets of Fangshi, and Yu Guang constantly looked around the streets.

About half an hour later.

Jiang Ting visited almost half of the markets, and then found that no matter where the market is, as long as it is a street, there must be vendors. Without exception, no matter how many vendors there are, there must be vendors with cultivation.

Even in some dead ends.

The only difference may be that there are a lot of vendors in the streets with inns, while there are fewer vendors in the streets without inns.

Although there is no evidence, Jiang Ting is sure in an instant... I'm afraid there are many Li family members in the vendors. I'm afraid they are really monitoring something.

This birthday, I'm afraid, is not simple.

Walking, Jiang Ting returned to the street where he lived.

In silence for a while, Jiang Ting went back to the Inn and went back to the room.

The porcelain plate is still there. The boy hasn't come to take it back.

Take a look, Jiang Ting is close to the dead corner of the window edge again, the mana in the body runs silently.

After five full breaths, Jiang tingcai unfolded the hidden Qi skill, and his body shape and breath disappeared... He didn't know if he could see through the building of the foundation. However, he couldn't see through the level of refining Qi.

After that, he did not hesitate. With the blessing of lightness, he left the room from the window and stood in the street with people coming and going. He was more careful to avoid the crowd.