Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 142

[Chapter 142 Tell Me the Rules]

The Moon Sword Sect can grow into a large sect. It has experienced all kinds of storms and waves, and its means will not be much less than visiting the door. Since the surrounding continents have an idea about Moon Sword Sect, they want to take advantage of the chance that Moon Sword Sect Infant Realm cultivators lose more than 20% to test Moon Sword Sect, then Moon Sword Sect will naturally not miss this opportunity.

This is Yinzhou after all, and as many people come from the sects outside, Yuejianzong intends to eat as many people. In the end, it was the monks from Yinzhou who were finally allocated the resources.

The so-called Tianmen Mountain Conference cannot be thought too bright. This is the follow-up method for Yuejianzong to clean up Yinzhou. Anyone who does not listen to Yuejianzong’s command will basically be wiped out by this wave.

“I understand, I want both Longgongshan and Wuluofeng. The inheritance of Wuluofeng must continue. On Longgongshan, after my senior sister and I leave, Moon Sword Sect just remember to accept it.” Ye Ting seemed to be in charge. The attitude of the master.

He suppressed the sword boy for this purpose. The strong people in the cultivation world are respected, and he can’t rely on the name of the master alone. The Moon Sword Sect has been stimulated, and some monks have begun to prepare for the advanced virtual realm.

Ye Ting’s swordsmanship is unparalleled, and he admires it even when he looks around. Several monks did the things he explained separately, and Ye Ting took Zhu Yanlei and Long Shu with him, and was left by Xiao Bai.

Ye Ting cleaned up his space again, and exchanged the absolutely unnecessary things, all of which were exchanged for talisman money. This talisman money is still a very important thing. It is directly used to cast spells, which can increase the power of spells a lot, which is equivalent to throwing money at people.

One or two talisman money is nothing, at a critical moment, throwing a few hundred talisman money out, it is possible to reverse the situation.

Wishing the blessing of Leto Ye Ting, he also dealt with the materials on his body. He has been born and died on the stars for many years, and he is considered rich, but Ye Ting’s welfare is gone.

Ye Ting exchanged 150 purple jade talismans for one hundred and ten white jade talisman coins in exchange for one purple jade talisman coin. This purple jade talisman money is something that can always be used in the Infant Realm. Most of the formations that need to be inlaid with jade or talisman money can be dealt with with purple jade talisman money.

When the exchange was made, the monks of Moon Sword Sect were still quite distressed. But Ye Ting insisted, so he had to exchange it for him.

Ye Ting now has one sapphire talisman money, one hundred and seventy-two purple jade talisman coins, and more than 1,000 white jade talisman coins. These funds can be used to purchase a sufficient amount of material pills, such as low-end things like Zijin Talisman money, which Ye Ting will not be able to use after he establishes his foundation.

If there is no support from the teacher, these talismans can be called rich, but they cannot let Ye Ting cultivate all the way to the Infant Realm. Ye Ting also knows that after leaving Yinzhou, when Yu Wenxuan’s background gradually fades, that is the real way to rely on own time. At that time, it will be too difficult to trade with large sects.

Even if you are strong enough to protect yourself, such an exchange like today is impossible. This kind of exchange is usually the other way around, and Zongmen will never sell Ziyu Talisman money.

While he is still in Moon Sword Sect, he should make more money.

The three of them and the demon all used the armor and horse talisman to travel across the mountains, all the way to Tianmen Mountain. A huge market has been formed around Tianmen Mountain, and Ye Ting has never seen so many scattered cultivators in his previous life.

These markets are already in some order, scattered around every intersection that enters the Tianmen Mountain area. Ye Ting’s group was brilliantly golden, which attracted the attention of many monks.

Ye Ting also slowed down and stopped using the armor and horse charms to drive. It was still early, so he chose a market to enter. This market was different from ordinary people. Although it was built in a hurry, it was not small. There were nine streets, the terrain was flat, and there were many shops. .

Ye Ting saw from a distance that a loose cultivator had just set up a stall at an intersection, and was chased by several cultivators. The cultivator was obviously new and didn’t know the rules, so he yelled and wanted to greet others. Sanctuary came to comment.

Then the loose cultivator was punched and kicked, snatched his storage bag, sealed the meridians, and threw it out of the market.

“How pitiful!” Ye Ting sighed, “Is there no one to help him?”

However, Xiao Bai has become accustomed to Ye Ting’s jokes, Zhu Yanlei himself will not take it seriously because he was born in the devil’s sect, Nagarjuna sees that cultivator has no value to eat, that poor cultivator was thrown under a stone, the only lucky thing is that there is a nearby There are no monsters, otherwise they may be eaten.

A few Ye Ting passed by this loose cultivator, Ye Ting suddenly stopped and looked down at the motionless loose cultivator.

really…

I actually knew this guy, and he was one of the people who killed me in my previous life. However, Ye Ting was not at all happy. This kind of thing is destined to have nothing to do with him in this life.

The cultivator’s face was pale, looking at Ye Ting, Ye Ting untied the blockade of his meridians and asked, “Are you angry?”

The cultivator did not answer, Ye Ting restrained his breathing, but Zhu Yanlei behind him, no matter how restrained, was still in the realm of forming an elixir, and it was not stable, and the pressure radiated made him dare not speak nonsense.

“Why is there a loose cultivator in the world?” Ye Ting frowned, as if muttering to himself. That Sanxiu’s face changed greatly, Ye Ting’s words did not mean to care. It sounds like this young cultivator hates loose cultivators quite a bit.

“I don’t pursue immortality in a mediocre life, I just want to become stronger and enjoy more. It’s better that such a monk is dead.” Ye Ting looked at the monk’s face, the memory was so far away, let him Not the slightest sentimental.

“Forgive me!” The scattered repairer called out.

“Why?” Ye Ting asked back.

The loose cultivator didn’t know how to answer. Ye Ting shook his head and stopped paying attention to this loose cultivator. He took Nagarjuna and others into the market. He thought about killing this person, but this loose cultivator is destined to not be able to form a pill in this life. , the remaining life span is only 20 or 30 years, and killing him will also stain his own hands.

The loose cultivator suddenly shouted from behind: “Master! Are you willing to accept me as a servant!”

“No.” Ye Ting’s voice was unusually indifferent. If this person had no hatred with him in his previous life, he would use it to do something in this market. With that bit of hatred, the scattered cultivators are not even qualified to be used.

“Master, the location of this market is good. From this direction, it can be regarded as the only way to go.” Zhu Yanlei entered the role and called Ye Tingkou the son.

“Without hatred and no grudges, how can we take other people’s territory, and now we only have this number of people, what do we want this market to do.” Ye Ting looked indifferent.

Although the outer site can accept more customers, he does not need to make this kind of money. In the peripheral markets, the main trading currency is general talisman money, and even purple gold talisman money is rare.

“Master, this is not for making money. If Baizhangmen wants to recruit people, this position is not bad, and if you force it, you can hold it, and you can also create momentum.” Zhu Yanlei continued to speak, but Ye Ting looked at Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai nodded and said, “Yuejianzong doesn’t care about this, but the location of this market is so good, if the other party can maintain order, at least a small sect can do it, and there will be cultivators who form pills. If it is a large sect, the power It is close to the small sect, and there will be more monks in the formation of pills.”

“You’re talking about the difficulty…” Ye Ting didn’t finish his words, but twelve cultivators had already come to the street corner in front of him, and the first one looked bad.

“Xiao Bai, isn’t this our son causing trouble?” Nagao Shu looked at the dozen or so cultivators who approached with a wide-eyed smile.

“No, Moon Sword Sect will definitely not pursue it.” Xiao Bai replied, the other party actually wanted to stand up to Ye Ting, which is the most unfortunate thing. , they can take the initiative to promote their own.

“Stop!” The cultivator headed pointed at Ye Ting from a distance. He saw Ye Ting unlock the bloodline seal for the loose cultivator upstairs.

Ye Ting is still moving forward, and the speed has not changed at all.

The monk changed color and shouted, “I’ll let you stop!”

Ye Ting continued to move forward, and the cultivator suddenly had a long flag in his hand, poking at the ground.

The sound of Ye Ting’s footsteps suddenly became louder, step by step, with no intention of stopping. The rest of the monks suddenly became nervous and showed their weapons and equipment one after another. Ye Ting stopped two feet in front of the monk, looking lazily, “Why are you blocking the road, are you trying to rob?”

“Friend, don’t break the rules.” The cultivator said in a sensible manner, holding the pole of the long flag, and sending in the infuriating energy, the long flag exuded a faint murderous aura, and a snow-white skull flew up from the long flag. Circling above, making a whimpering sound.

“Whose rules?” Ye Ting turned his head slightly and looked at the skull on the long banner with a curious look.

“Bone door!”

“It scared me to death, I thought it was Moon Sword Sect.” Ye Ting touched his chest with his hand, and the expression on the other side made the cultivator’s morale explode.

It’s just that Baigumen has set up a market here and rented out shops. It is impossible to solve problems without reason and only rely on strength. There are rules here, no matter what Ye Ting does, he has to tell the rules.

After that, he can kill.

“You look so ugly.” Ye Ting shook his head, and the words he said no longer belonged to the category of cultivators.

The cultivator pointed his finger, and the snow-white skull came to Ye Ting in an instant, and he opened his mouth to bite. The real attack was not the gnawing of the skull, but the two red lines shot out of the eye sockets of the skull.

Ye Ting drew his sword and slashed forward, the snow-white skull was cut off by him, and a painful roar came from the long banner.

“The magic weapon!”

“magic weapon!”

The monks at the White Bone Gate screamed in surprise. The magic weapon was nothing, and they had seen a lot of magic weapons, but they had never seen magic weapons before, they just heard a lot of descriptions of magic weapons.

“If you dare to do something to my son, then you will die.” When Zhu Yanlei said such words, he was also guilty of nausea. It was only during the rehearsal that Nagarjuna insisted that he speak like this, which is said to be the southern style.

A thunder light lit up in Zhu Yanlei’s palm and slammed directly on the forehead of the monk holding the banner. The monk holding the banner suddenly became dull, and a fire dragon flew from Zhu Yanlei’s sleeve. The bucket rolled in.

Ye Ting retracted his sword and looked at a tall building in the distance. Upstairs there was a monk in white, who was also looking at the battlefield.

This person seems to be stronger than Zhu Yanlei?