There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

Two days later.

Lin Nan and his party of four finally came to the foot of Qing Mingzong's mountain.

On this journey, they have been mainly wandering, so they did not hurry on the way, otherwise, I am afraid they can arrive in less than half an hour.

At the foot of Qing Mingzong's mountain, Lin Momo and Ling'er's eyes lighted up.

I saw that within a few hundred miles below the foot of the Qingmingzong Mountain, there were all bazaars and stalls, very prosperous.

Countless monks trade here, or sell or buy the training resources they need.

"Wow, Baba, it's too lively here!"

Lin Momo's eyes were almost narrowed, his eyes kept turning, not knowing what he was making.

"Baba, my sister and I are going to play first!"

Ling'er on the side took Lin Momo's little hand and dived directly into the cultivator group.

Lin Nan laughed at this scene and ignored it.

"Unexpectedly, the vicinity of Qing Mingzong is so prosperous!"

At this moment, Liu Ruqing also walked to Lin Nan and said softly.

"This Qing Mingzong is also one of the five major forces in the Eastern Continent anyway, and there is no decent city near it, so it is understandable that so many markets have gathered!"

Lin Nan nodded and said.

This Qing Mingzong can be described as an extremely large force.

The sect is divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples.

Only the inner disciples have to reach the golden immortal realm, and the core disciples are the powerhouses who have reached the golden immortal peak realm.

It is conceivable that under this kind of strength, even if they shed a small amount of cultivation resources on weekdays, they will be scrambled frantically by those outsiders.

The Qingming Sect has existed for tens of millions of years, and over the years, the markets here are naturally numerous.

Even among them, each stall may be related to a certain disciple of Qing Mingzong.

At this time, Lin Momo took Ling'er and looked around at the densely packed booths, with a curious look on his face. He picked this one for a while and touched that one for a while.

"Little girl, do you buy it or not, don't go around if you don't buy it!"

At a booth with books, a monk in the middle stage of the real immortal looked at Lin Momo and Ling'er, and said in a somewhat impatient tone.

He set up a stall here to sell books, all selling information about Qing Mingzong disciples and even some powerful people nearby.

Under normal circumstances, others only flip through a page or two before deciding whether to buy or not, but Lin Momo and Ling'er have almost flipped through the entire book.

If this continues, the information recorded on it hasn't been seen by these two female dolls, so how can it be bought.

Lin Momo and Ling'er also spit out their little tongues when they heard the words of the real cultivator in the middle stage, made a grimace and left.

They continued to the next stall.

After all, there are so many stalls, so they can have fun!

"Old dead man, you dare to stay here, you really don't know how to write the dead word, do you?"

"I beg you, old man, I am just a mess here, please let me go!"

At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from the front, which immediately attracted the attention of Lin Momo and Ling'er.

They looked up and saw that a lot of monks gathered in front of them, forming a circle. They didn't know what they were looking at, they all pointed and talked.

"Hey, this old man is also pitiful. He has practiced for a lifetime, and he is only a real fairy in the early stage. There are no children and no daughters in the family, and there is no help!"

"Poor is pitiful, but don't look at him, he offended the Taoist Zhanyue, can he have good fruit!"

"Yes, Daoist Zhanyue is related to Qingmingzong's inner disciple. Among the dozens of stalls around here, they are all a tyrant."

"Shhh, keep it quiet, if Daoist Zhanyue hears it, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to eat!"

...

Hearing everyone's discussion, Lin Momo and Ling'er got into the crowd and squeezed to the front.

I saw in a clearing in the middle of the crowd, an old man with a real aura of the early days, knelt on the ground, and kept begging a middle-aged man.

And that middle-aged man, whose aura reached the late True Immortal stage, was obviously a Taoist priest among other populations.

However, the Taoist Zhanyue at this time didn't even look at the old man kneeling on the ground begging, but kicked him tens of meters away.

"Old man, you are limited to three breaths and immediately take your **** and leave, otherwise, don't blame Ben Shao for being ruthless!"

Taoist Zhanyue gave a cold cry.

With this kick just now, he only used less than 10% of his strength, otherwise, he could kick the old man in the early stage of True Immortal to death with one kick.

Of course, the opportunity is only once, if this old man is not acquainted, then Daoist Zhanyue doesn't mind to kill him.

After all, with his identity as the Taoist Slayer, even if one or two stall owners were killed in this market, no one would dare to say anything.

And all this is due to his cousin, Li Chunfeng, but the inner disciple of Qing Mingzong!

puff!

The old man was kicked flying by Daoist Zhanyue and landed tens of meters away. His entire face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"You, you can kill me, anyway, I can't live anymore, old man!"

Not only was the old man not scared by Taoist Zhan Yue, but he looked like he wanted to die.

As a cultivator in the early stage of true immortality, in the first heaven of the immortal world, it can be said to be the lowest level existence.

In the market near the Qing Mingzong, he sold some worthless gadgets, and he could barely earn some spiritual stones for cultivation. If he left here, a cultivator in the early stage of true immortality would almost be abandoned in his life!

"In that case, the young man will fulfill you!"

Hearing the old man's words, Taoist Zhanyue's face suddenly became gloomy, almost dripping water.

Before he finished his words, his figure flashed and he came directly to the old man.

Then, he saw him wave his hand, and a white light with a terrifying aura shot at the old man.

On the white light, a powerful Taoist magic light surrounded it, instantly transforming into a white dragon, and let out a stunned dragon chant.

"No, this old man may not survive today!"

At this time, seeing Daoist Zhanyue take action, a monk suddenly exclaimed.

Daoist Zhanyue is the late True Immortal, so with such a full blow, how can an old man in the early True Immortal contend.

What's more, the old man vomited blood before, and he was obviously injured before.

"It's over, Daoist Zhanyue shot, this old man will undoubtedly die. It's a pity, no one dares to provoke Daoist Zhanyue, let alone stand for the old man!"

"Hey, this world is like this. Without strength and background, even living is a luxury."

The rest of the onlookers shook their heads and sighed when they saw this scene.

But at this moment, they are helpless.

As a casual cultivator, not to mention that his strength is not necessarily stronger than that of Taoist Zhanyue, even the cultivator of True Immortal Peak, even the cultivator of Golden Immortal, who is stronger than Taoist Zhanyue, dare not stand up for a strange old man.

After all, behind Daoist Zhanyue, there was the Golden Fairy disciple of Qing Mingzong standing behind him.