Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Xingshu originally had doubts about Shangwu's words, until Shangwu took him to a tavern.

Location, Nanwei Gaocheng, near the East Gate.

In the half month since Shangwu closed the Xingshu, the various immortal gates have gathered in the Nanwei High City of the Mohuang Continent, and have quickly occupied this place where the supply of aura is relatively abundant.

They set up a powerful defensive formation, used this as their temporary station, and took all the demons who lived here before, regardless of whether it was a demonic repair or the demons without the power to bind chickens. Well, as long as anyone with a bit of devilish energy on their bodies, they will all be wiped out without leaving a living.

This is why Shanggo stopped coming to the cave suddenly.

At that time, Shangwu, with all the subordinates who could be called, transferred the demons out of the people, and faced the monks of Xianzong.

Because the people had to be transferred, Shangwu was somewhat disadvantaged. Fortunately, the people who were transferred were quickly taken over by the Demon Emperor, which reduced Shangwu's pressure.

Shangwu fought and retreated, and finally gave up this southern high city, led his subordinates all the way to the north, settled in Lingshan City, and quickly signed a temporary cooperation contract with the Demon Emperor.

Fortunately, those Xianzongs don’t know much about Nanwei Gaocheng. They think that if they occupy this place, they can sit back and relax, concentrate on dividing the spoils, and form a team called the "Devil Slaughter Army". They train their troops every day and try Taking advantage of the general trend of "justice", he captured the Mohuang Continent in one fell swoop.

Therefore, they did not notice that under the cliff of Nanwei Gaocheng, there is a cave hidden by a huge waterfall. Inside the cave are hidden the hands of a demon who is on standby for hundreds of hours, and one is locked in the cave. Here, I was so boring that I could only read "Cultivation and Reproduction" every day to tease the guard mermaid.

As for why there are so many holes?

From Shangwu's ability to create a large pool for Xingshu in an instant, it can be seen that someone is professional in drilling holes.

Xingshu was extremely suspicious that someone should have stolen a teacher with a creature like a gopher, or he knew nothing when he caught a gopher and eat it.

"Little beauty, did you say bad things about this seat again in your heart?" Shang Wu stepped on a horizontal chair, elbows on his knees, holding the hemp rope on the wine jar, and gurgling into his mouth. liquor.

After filling his mouth, he leaned in front of Xing Shu and snorted: "Every time you say bad things about this seat, my nose feels itchy."

Xing Shu stretched out his index finger and pressed Shang Wu's mouth: "Now Nanwei Gaocheng is full of spiritual cultivation, you still call yourself this seat so carelessly? Are you not afraid of being attacked by a group?"

Shangwu chuckled, grabbed Xingshu’s fingertips, put it in his mouth, and bit him: "What are you afraid of? I used to carry a large group of drag oil bottles, so I could walk away all over my body, and now I bring you one. The stabbed little beauty, is she still worried that she won't be able to beat the choppy?"

Xingshu knew that the oil bottle that Shangwu was referring to were those of the demons who had no power to bind chickens, and their expressions were a little gloomy: "Those people clamored with uprightness, but they were not at all soft when they killed innocent people. ."

Shangwu opened the wine cork and poured Xingshu's bowl full of wine: "It's good to be used to it. In their eyes, if there is a magic word in their eyes, then no matter whether they are innocent or not, they will die."

Xing Shu stared at the bowl of clear wine without speaking.

Shangwu said: "Many taverns have been looted, and they were used by those immortal monks as places of carnival and cheers, or used for banquets to discuss the "slaughter of demons" events. Only this tavern is well preserved. Do you know why?"

After being reminded by Shangwu, Xing Shu realized that since Nanwei Gaocheng had been ransacked by the monks of Xianzong, why could this tavern still be opened correctly?

"Because here, it has been taken over by Dongyun Commercial Bank not long ago, and they still need to rely on Dongyun Commercial Bank's power, so they dare not smash the things of Dongyun Commercial Bank." Shang Wu put the empty wine jar on the table. , Called to the distance.

Immediately someone came over, wiping sweat with a yellow rag, and smiled and asked Shanggo what else he needed.

"Let's come to Wutan again, today's leafless wine is particularly mellow." Shangwu said five on his mouth, but raised his hand to compare a three.

Xiao Er promised to retreat again and again, and soon came up with five jars of wine, opened the can of wine for Shangwu, and slipped a piece of paper into Shangwu's hand.

Xing Shu: "...Can't you directly transmit your voice?"

Shangwu was questioned by Xingshu, and a joking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Little beauty, do you think anyone can speak freely in the sea of ​​knowledge of this seat, and can bear the spirit of this seat. Transmission?"

Xingshu suddenly. He almost forgot that the reason for his own voice transmission is because he can only communicate through voice transmission, and other methods cannot be heard by others.

Sound transmission requires both parties to open the sea of ​​consciousness before they can receive it. Otherwise, they need to rely on violence to force their own divine consciousness voice into the sea of ​​consciousness of others.

Sea people admire strength. In their view, being able to break through the sea of ​​knowledge of others and convey their own voice to the sea of ​​knowledge of others is an act of proving their strength.

But on land, this kind of behavior will be directly classified as provocation. Serious, direct fights are possible.

So if it is not very familiar or as a last resort, generally no one will directly communicate in this way.

Shanggo unfolded the note while drinking.

Xing Shu turned his face consciously and listened intently to the sound of the communication at the table next door.

From the time he entered to the present, the table next door has been reprimanding the Demon Venerable and the mermaid raised by the Demon Venerable.

However, Xing Shu quickly pulled away from it and caught a little bit of information.

For example, the mermaid in their mouth seems to be golden red instead of pure red.

I have never seen the golden red mermaid Xingshu, but...there is one golden red mackerel. The mackerel and the mermaid are indistinguishable from the outside. If someone reads it wrong, they mistake it for a mermaid. Not surprising.

In short, thanks to this mermaid, the form of Mohuang Continent is now more complicated.

"What are you going to do?" This is the most frequently asked question by Xing Shu to Shangwu during this period, only expecting Shangwu to grunt and tell him the answer.

Shangwu made a "hush" gesture: "What you should know, you will know it after all."

"Boom!" The door on the side of the tavern was suddenly kicked open, and a group of monks in red background and white patterned costumes filed in, arrogantly blasting all the monks in the middle of the four tables open, and swept away. The cups and wine bowls on the table were put together to put the four tables together.

One of the tables is the neighboring table of Xingshu.

The monks at the neighboring table all had dissatisfaction on their faces, but seeing the clothes they were wearing, they didn't dare to provoke them, so they could only push away with a huff.

Those alcoholics who were not asked to get to the table also got up one after another, unwilling to get close to provoke them, and hurried to check out and leave.

So, for a while, the table closest to the monks wearing red-bottomed and white-patterned domestic robes became Xingshu monk Shangwu's place.

Shanggo was still slurping and drinking, as if unaware of what was happening behind him.

Xingshu picked up the peanuts one by one, and looked at these arrogant monks from the side.

If he didn't remember the family pattern robes wrong, these are the monks of the Ling Yaozong, the head of the ten sects.

Perhaps because it has been in the first place for a long time, the arrogance of the Spirit Yaozong has increased in recent years, especially after the battle between the immortals and demons, the ice-stained Immortal Venerable of Tianyin Pavilion has fallen, and the highest power of cultivation has been discharged to Ling Yao. Zong's Fengyang Xianjun.

It is also interesting. According to the common sense of "striving for the first", that should be working hard to improve yourself and make yourself stronger than others.

But I don't know when it started, "striving for the first" has become "as long as the first is obliterated, I will be the first."

Sadly, this method is really very simple, fast, and effective.

If this kind of thinking becomes qualitative, if things go on like this, the consequences will be disastrous.

The monks no longer thought about how to improve themselves, but about how to snipe the people at the top of the row and step on them with their feet.

"Hey! You two! Didn't you see that this place is already occupied by us? Get out of here if you are acquainted! Don't get in the way of our eyes!"

When everyone retreated, Xingshu monk Shangwu became particularly prominent, so even if the cultivators of the Lingyao Sect did not occupy this table, they looked at Xingshu monk Shangwu not pleasing to their eyes.

Xingshu picked up a peanut, looked up and down at the monk who was talking, then glanced at the fellow mentors behind him, and commented: "A child in the Yuan Ying stage, with five children in the Jin Dan stage, Going out for a drink with ten young children in the heartbeat period will not allow my host to move your position."

Xing Shu put the peanuts into his mouth, snapped biting, and joined in the excitement, saying, "Why don't you call your fairy prince and drink together, yes, that's it, fairy prince Fengyang," Just say that my master asked him to drink."

"You! Bold! Immortal Feng Yang is like you..."

"Adan, shut up, Master said, don’t make trouble!" After the only monk in the Nascent Soul stage sternly stopped the monk in the heartbeat stage, he glanced at Xing Shu indifferently, and said proudly, "Junior is unreasonable." , I disturbed Senior, and I asked Senior not to blame. Since Senior has friendship with the junior master, he can go to Zhongyin Pavilion. Now the master should be still there and discuss the killing of demons with the master of Mo Xian."

The amount of information in this remark was so large that Xingshu suspected that the Yuan Ying monk had a pit in his mind.

You are not afraid of opponents like wolves, but teammates like pigs. Where your master is hiding and who you are doing with you, you have to declare it to the public. Are you worried that the enemy will not find a way or what?

Xing Shu silently put wax on the IQ of Fengyang Xianjun's disciple.

Of course, Xing Shu is also very clear. This disciple just wants to try whether Xing Shu is talking big, if Xing Shu refuses his proposal, it would be a disguised counsel.

But... what Xing Shu said is true!

Shangwu probably really wanted to invite that fairy king to drink... by the way.