The Legend of the Extraordinaries

Chapter 58 What Are the Rules?

It's hard to explain when you meet a second-hand guy. They're not wrong, they're just stupid and take everything seriously. Mi Xiaojing also has a headache, so I can't beat them up.

"We belong to Caorentang, can't we bring people in?"

Cao Ren Tang actually has certain privileges, so Mi Xiaojing hopes that the other party will let him go.

"It's useless if you're from the main hall..."

At this time, two cultivators and three ordinary people walked over talking and laughing. It was the first time for the two to guard the gate, so they immediately stepped forward to block them.

"The two of you can go in, but the other three cannot!"

"what do you mean?"

Those two cultivators were also stupid. They come here often, not to mention bringing people, even if they bring a dog, no one dares to stop them.

"Only sect disciples can enter, ordinary people are not allowed to enter!"

The two dudes said confidently.

Snapped!

There was a big slap in the face, and the guy who was beaten was dumbfounded: "You, why did you hit me?"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked away.

"Hit you? You are blind, you are the one who hit you!"

These two cultivators were both disciples in the late stage of Qi training, and they could be seen as official disciples of the outer sect. They looked at each other, rushed up together, and beat up the two guards.

When Mi Xiaojing saw someone coming out, he immediately asked everyone to step aside and watch the excitement first.

After a violent beating, the two gatekeepers were beaten so badly that their noses and eyes were swollen, and they couldn't stand up at all. The difference in cultivation between the two was too far, and one of them suddenly blew a sharp whistle, which was an alarm that someone was attacking.

In an instant, a group of people rushed out from Fangshi, the leader was a practitioner who practiced Qi Dzogchen and a low-level deacon in Fangshi.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Snapped!

The guy who was shouting and screaming was slapped severely by the deacon who came out, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't figure out why he was beaten.

Another gatekeeper was also slapped.

"Okay, stop!"

The two cultivators stopped beating, looked at the deacon, raised their hands and threw him an identity plate.

The deacon's face changed, because the person's identity plate clearly showed that he was a member of the Law Enforcement Hall at the outer gate. The person who broke through the door, but saw the other party's identity plate, suddenly dared not. The consequences of beating the person in the Law Enforcement Hall are not something he can bear, even if he can win.

"What happened? Why the fight?"

Mi Xiaojing couldn't help laughing, he actually understood that it was just two guys who had just started kicking the iron board in order to show off.

A few words will explain the situation.

The little deacon in Fangshi was also speechless. This is true. I don’t know what these two guys are thinking. It is very common for a cultivator to bring people to Fangshi. No one has ever stopped him. Is there shit in it?

The little deacon waved his hand wordlessly, signaling those people to go in, and Mi Xiaojing took the opportunity to lead everyone into the market.

Occasionally looking back, I saw that deacon was still beating people, probably felt that he had lost face, and wanted to get back from these two guys. They still heard the intermittent screams of the two people. It is estimated that the two of them will remember this fight for a lifetime.

The square market is very deserted. Unlike Qian Street, most of the people here are cultivators, or people brought by the cultivators. There are very few people on the street, and there are very few shops here. Most of them are refining equipment. Shops for alchemy, charms, arrays, etc., the most are shops for comprehension groceries.

Mi Xiaojing doesn't know anything about refining tools or spells, except that alchemy was inherited by Wang Weijun, and the cultivation method was also taught by Wang Weijun, others are very unfamiliar, so he has a lot of curiosity.

When the Xiyan Gate was destroyed, he was shocked by the strength of the cultivators. With all kinds of methods and weapons, Yanxiu was far behind. Don't beat your opponent.

This also made Mi Xiaojing gradually become interested in these things, especially after alchemy, he has already deeply realized that these auxiliary means are the embodiment of the strength of a cultivator.

Mi Xiaojing did not let go of every store, and looked at each one. At this time, Wang Weijun appeared, and he tempted again: "These are nothing, they are simple things. If you want to learn, I can pass them on to you."

Since Mi Xiaojing received Wang Weijun's inheritance, he has slightly changed his opinion of him. In fact, he knows very well in his heart that this person has bad intentions. However, if there is a ready-made inheritance, why doesn't he want it?Just be careful.

Wang Weijun was still very proud of himself. Seeing that Mi Xiaojing's defense against him was lessened, he wondered how much knowledge he would have as a child after all. It's not easy to catch, as for the previous setbacks, he has selectively forgotten them.

Mi Xiaojing is very unfamiliar with both weapons refining and spells, especially in the refining shop. He is really dazzled by seeing them. The most common ones are all kinds of magic swords, which are used by practitioners in the Qi training period. Some are made of wood, some are made of metal, some are made of special jade, some are cold, some are fire-like, some are earthy-like, and there are all kinds of them, which are simply dizzying.

There are also all kinds of small magic weapons, such as hammers the size of fists, axes the size of palms, and even gourd-shaped magic weapons, ring-shaped, flat, square, and round, with various colors and strange shapes. Part of it shone brightly.

Not to mention Mi Xiaojing's blind eyes, Rob and Zhang Ke were also stunned, only Mu Xiaoyin looked indifferent, she was used to these things, and she was no longer surprised after seeing them a lot.

Magical artifacts are expensive. A very common magical artifact, such as a magic sword, requires more than 30 low-grade spirit stones for the worst one, and more than 50 low-grade spirit stones for better ones. For a cultivator's top magic weapon, it is normal to spend three or four hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Without the help of others, it is almost impossible to accumulate so many low-grade spirit stones by one's own strength. Unless there is a gift from an elder or the help of a family, otherwise it is difficult to buy a really good magic weapon with personal strength. , is the poorest person in the cultivation world.

During this period, Mi Xiaojing didn't come up with a pill. He had already found a suitable channel, so he didn't want to disturb other people. He hoped that he could make pills quietly and grow stronger quietly.

There are many low-level cultivators hanging around like this. They can’t afford it, but they are willing to know more about the market price. Of course, there are also many cultivators who sell their own products, such as spells, simple refining works, and low-level formation flags. Dharma implements such as array disks.

There is also consignment. Mi Xiaojing saw a lot of consignment items, many of which were strange and weird, and they were discovered when they went out to explore.

(End of this chapter)