"Two little brothers, is this your first time?"
Soon a figure came quickly.
This is a burly middle-aged man.
The voice of a big man is like thunder, giving people a forthright feeling.
With a big knife on his back, he is as powerful as a tide.
The strength of this great man is not weak, but the six levels of Huangwu territory.
"Ang, what''s the matter with your first visit?"
Don''t ask the sword. As soon as you raise your neck, your arrogance is reflected in your words.
But the big man didn''t have any dissatisfaction, and the smile on his face remained the same.
"In the next section, are the two brothers here for Jiming temple?"
The big man took the initiative to speak out his name.
He looked magnanimous, as if he didn''t care about his abruptness.
"What''s our brother doing here? It''s none of your business? Is there anything? Get out of my way."
Don''t ask, the sword eye is higher than the top, scold, and soon take Xiao Changfeng to leave.
"Brother misunderstood."
Duan Yidao smiled and spoke again.
His eyes mainly focused on Mo Wenjian.
After all, this is the strong one in the imperial martial realm.
As for Xiao Changfeng, he is ordinary and can''t feel any powerful breath.
Therefore, he is directly regarded as the servant of mowen sword.
"I saw you two coming here for the first time, so I want to introduce myself to you as a guide and earn some food money."
Duan Yidao said sincerely, with clear eyes.
"Guide? Then you take me to dinner first. After driving for more than ten days, the bird has faded out of your mouth. If the food is not delicious, you can''t get a spirit stone."
Don''t ask the sword. He glanced up and down, and then he opened his mouth.
But the tone is still high and arrogant.
"Don''t worry, brother. Duan Yidao has lived here for more than ten years. I can''t guarantee anything else. I''m most proficient in eating and drinking."
"There is a century old shop here. The Qianhong drunk in it is unique. You two can eat and drink well."
Duan Yidao patted his chest.
"Lead the way!"
Mo asked the sword to wave his hand, and immediately Duan Yidao began to lead the way in front.
As for Xiao Changfeng, he said nothing.
Follow Mo Wenjian.
"I didn''t want to kill people. Since you want to die yourself, I have to help you."
Xiao Changfeng was motionless, but his divine consciousness had already spread.
Duan Yidao''s calculation had nothing to hide from him.
Obviously, he regarded Mo Wenjian as a disciple of an aristocratic family who came out to practice.
Arrogant, arrogant, rich, baby more.
This is the distinctive feature of aristocratic family disciples.
In Xizhou, in addition to three temples and one tower, there are also many forces and families.
Some family disciples like to travel.
Jiming temple is one of the three temples.
Naturally, it has attracted many people.
Every year, people come to the mass burial City, and some want to see Jiming temple.
Others want to worship Jiming temple.
Among them, the aristocratic family disciple is the biggest fat sheep.
They have a high realm, but their combat power is weak, and they have many treasures and few minds.
Such a person is a piece of fat meat in the eyes of the soldiers buried in the city.
At this time, Duan Yidao really thinks so.
"Finally, a fat sheep came. This time, the evil emperor, they take a big head, and I can share some soup."
Duan Yidao thought in his heart, but his face was very forthright.
He is not alone.
Behind him, there is an organization.
Specially used to deal with these foreign fat sheep.
As for don''t ask the identity of the sword, he never worries.
The people gathered in this mass burial city are all evil people. No one has a few lives and has not been chased and killed.
Just kill him, even if there are saints behind him.
There was no trouble for them when they came to the mass burial city.
The sky is falling and Jiming temple is standing on top!
"This fat sheep is an important part of the emperor''s martial arts realm. The evil emperor should be OK. However, the ghost emperor and the night emperor will not let go, but this is their business. It''s enough for me to earn my small share."
Duan Yidao is not greedy.
He knew very well that he was just in Huangwu territory. There were many more powerful than himself in this random burial city.
I take the initiative to lead you into the urn. Anyway, there is still some money for running errands.
He only earns money for running errands, and he dares not take anything else.
As for the evil emperor, the ghost emperor and the night emperor, they are the three most powerful emperors in the city.
They have their own forces and occupy one side. They are the overlords of the buried city.
As for the powerful, who have long worshipped Jiming temple, how can they be buried in this city.
"Tianwu territory and Huangwu territory are the most, and there are also two people in Emperor Wu territory!"
At this time, Xiao Changfeng''s divine sense dispersed and covered 3000 meters.
Within 3000 meters, he sensed the strength of many martial artists.
There are no ordinary people in the city, let alone weak warriors.
Because they are weak, they have already been eliminated by others.
Within 3000 meters, there are two strong men in the Imperial military territory.
Although it is only one or two levels of imperial martial arts, it can not be underestimated.
At this time, the eyes of the people around still fell on them.
As if waiting for an opportunity.
"Tripartite forces!"
At this time, Xiao Changfeng also judged the three forces through observation.
The martial arts of the evil emperor basically wear dark red long clothes.
The martial artists on the side of the ghost emperor are wearing navy short shirts.
The warrior of the night emperor is dressed in black.
Different clothes and different breath can be easily judged.
Obviously, the three emperors did not intend to cover up.
"Two little brothers, Li''s old shop has arrived!"
Duan Yidao finally arrived at his destination.
In front of me was a five story inn.
The first and second floors are for dinner, and the latter three floors are for accommodation.
Soon the three of them walked into Li''s old store, where there were many guests.
But after seeing Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian, they were strangely quiet.
Duan Yidao ignored them and took Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian to the second floor.
"Good wine and dishes are served to me. I don''t need money!"
Mo asked the sword and patted the table, revealing the four storage rings on his fingers.
The four storage rings of mowen sword are all high-level storage rings. They have a large space and contain many things.
"Pockmarked Wang, do you hear me? Good wine and good food. Hurry to send them to the two brothers!"
Duan Yidao also shouted at a pockmarked waiter.
"Yes, I''ll go now."
Pockmarked Wang bowed and left quickly.
"What knife? I heard that Jiming temple is here. Why haven''t you seen it for so long?"
While waiting for wine and vegetables, Mo asked Jian.
Although he knew that Jiming temple would open once a hundred days, he didn''t know the specific time.
Since Duan Yidao took the initiative to send it to the door, he naturally won''t let it go.
Xiao Changfeng paid attention to this while his divine knowledge dispersed.
On the first day of June, there will be three Buddhist temples. If it takes too long, he may give up Jiming temple and leave directly.
After all, people from Jiming temple can also be seen at the three Temple Buddha meeting.
"Jiming temple is open once a hundred days. It''s not time yet."
Duan Yidao also understands that without saying anything, he can''t win the trust of Mo Wenjian.
And it''s no secret.
"Three days later, I can only see Jiming temple after hearing that Jiming sees the sunrise!"