The team moved quickly and soon, a few people walked into the city gate. What caught their eyes was an extremely spacious street that stretched as far as they could see and seemed to have no end.
Two rows of poles stood in the middle of the street, and on the poles hung colorful lanterns like those on the city gate towers. The light was so bright that it went all the way forward, illuminating the entire street and dividing the street into three lanes.
On both sides, there are shops of all sizes decorated with lights and colors, and from time to time, noises of noise and laughter can be heard.
Song Yin was on the second floor of a building in front of him and saw a group of women holding handkerchiefs and shouting outside.
“It’s really lively.”
Zhang Feixuan stared at the scene blankly and swallowed his saliva.
Even though he was from a wealthy family, he had never seen such a huge city.
Wang Qizhen and Gao Sishu had similar expressions. Wang Qizhen had his mouth wide open. Although Gao Sishu had a cold expression, his eyes were constantly looking around.
For them, this kind of place is like someone who has lived in the village all his life and has never seen the world entering a big city.
What happened to the Qi Refiner
Qigong practitioners are also human beings and they also need a temple.
Their temple is located on a mountain in the extremely poor Sumeru Valley. Compared with this big city, they are two extremes.
In a city like this, with two land immortals here, how could they dare to run here? Once exposed, they would really be dead.
“Hehehe!”
Bell in the yellow wind suddenly laughed, clapped her hands, and said, "So much resentment, too much, hahaha, too much!"
She fell backwards in the yellow wind, her head shaking, her eyes starting to roll back, and the corners of her mouth gradually curled up into an extremely strange arc.
Song Yin's eyes narrowed, and he waved his sleeves forward, and at the same time, a white flame came out and wrapped around Lingling's body.
Burned by the white flames, Lingling's body shook and she fainted.
It was so magical that the people passing by looked normal and seemed not to notice.
"Senior Brother?!" Zhang Feixuan was startled and subconsciously looked at Song Yin.
What’s going on? Why did you refine the bell directly
"I used a sleight of hand to prevent mortals from disturbing me. As for Fifth Junior Sister..."
Song Yin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he frowned as he looked at Ling Ling, "It must be because there is too much resentment. Her body will automatically gather the resentment around her, and she can't bear it, so I use the Dao Fire to protect her first."
Wherever there are people, there will definitely be resentment. People will have conflicts, thoughts, and desires. As long as they are human, even Qigong practitioners cannot avoid it, let alone humans.
An ordinary Qi Refiner, even Song Yin, would not be affected by this, nor would he be troubled by it. In fact, his Dharma Eye could not see such resentment, because it was human nature.
But he could see that there was something wrong with Lingling. At this moment, a strange resentment was constantly arising from her, causing her to be entangled in resentment that she could no longer bear.
Fortunately, his great Dao fire can refine the resentment that is generated.
Song Yin's eyes showed a touch of emotion, "Her physique is not suitable for a place with a large population, but for the sake of righteousness, she still bravely pointed the way. I will not let her down, and I will definitely wipe out the evil ways in this city!"
No, it's possible that she is crazy and no one knows what's in her mind.
She is not even afraid of death, what else can she be afraid of
Zhang Feixuan curled the corner of his mouth and looked around.
It would be much better if there was a sleight of hand, and no one would notice it.
Otherwise, if they enter this big city and there are disciples from some sects nearby who come over to ask out of curiosity, given Senior Brother's personality, if he tells them about the Sumeru Meridian, they can fight right here.
"Hahaha, I'm rich! I'm rich!"
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw a man laughing wildly on the street ahead.
The man was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked like a commoner, but he was waving a thick stack of papers in his hand and laughing loudly: "I made money! I made a lot of money on this deal! The years of my hard work have not been wasted. I don't have to run around anymore!"
Behind him was a commercial building that looked like an exchange.
Zhang Feixuan was very familiar with the paper waving in his hand. It was a silver note.
This man must be a trader who completed a business and made a lot of money.
call.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came from somewhere in the street and blew the silver bills in the man's hand away. The thick stack of silver bills was scattered into countless pieces and flew in the air.
"Money! My money!"
The man's eyes widened and he kept grabbing at the sky, but the papers were blown away and did not fall to the ground all at once. Instead, they were scattered everywhere, each piece of paper was scattered, and for a moment, the man didn't know where to go.
As the silver bills were blown, they suddenly fell down, one by one landing on the ground. One of them fell into the hands of a ragged man.
When the man saw the banknotes, his eyes lit up and he laughed and put the banknotes into his arms.
"That's my money! Give it back to me!"
The person who lost the banknote rushed towards him with red eyes, waving his fist and shouting.
"What do you mean your money? It's ownerless. It fell from the sky. It's mine!" The man who took the banknote refused to give in. He clenched his fist and started fighting with the man.
At the same time, people on the street started to grab the silver bills on the ground, fighting and screaming for a silver bill, making the street chaotic.
"this"
Zhang Feixuan smacked his lips and said to Song Yin, "Brother, money matters are always arousing, so it is normal for this situation to happen."
Money, they all need it, let alone ordinary people.
Song Yin looked at the unconscious Ling Ling and found that the resentment around her had increased. He turned his head and looked at the chaotic crowd, frowning.
Tap tap tap.
Suddenly, a group of soldiers holding spears, wearing armor and helmets appeared around. They trotted over to the people who were snatching the banknotes, and hit them with the butts of their spears, stopping the looting.
The leading soldier was holding a long sword, and seemed to be a captain, shouting: "No fighting! Get out of here, if you cause a disturbance here again, I will kill you if you say even one more word! Show me the banknotes!"
As soon as these words were spoken, those who had snatched the banknotes fell in dismay and had no choice but to hand them over. Those who had not snatched any also lowered their heads and dared not say anything.
It seems that he dare not go against these people.
The soldiers quickly collected the banknotes and drove away those who were causing trouble.
On the other hand, the man who lost the banknotes struggled to snatch the banknotes from the ragged man. When he saw the soldiers, he ran over and said happily, "Mine! Those are all mine! Thank you, general, please return them to me!"
"What do you mean by yours and mine? These are ownerless items, so they must be confiscated. Give me what you have!" the captain shouted.
"No, General, this is really my money. I have been traveling for several years just to run this one deal. This is money I earned with great difficulty!" the man howled.
"Write your name?"
The captain fanned the banknotes in his hand and sneered, "If it's not named on you, it's not yours."
"This general!"
call!
The long sword slashed down!
The captain's face was grim. "I've already told you. If you say one more word, you'll die!"
Sorry, today was a little short.