Mortal Seeking Immortal

Chapter 237 The Mysterious Old Beggar

A bald man sitting next to him asked doubtfully: "The four sects and three sects are so domineering, how can they easily open the secret realm for us and other casual cultivators to enter?"

As we all know, the treasures of heaven, material and earth in the secret realms of ancient monks are limited. If one more person enters, they will get less things. In the past, the secret realms discovered in the spiritual fantasy continent were controlled by people from four sects and three sects.

In addition to the disciples of the four sects and three sects, those who can enter the secret realm are small sects and aristocratic families that are connected with them. Casual practitioners often have no chance to enter.

The tall and thin Taoist priest explained: "This secret realm was not discovered by people from the Four Sects and Three Sects, but by people from Wanbao Auction House. Wanbao Auction House does not intend to monopolize this secret realm. The news will be released in the next auction. These secret keys will be auctioned at the meeting.”

"Whoever can capture the key can enter the secret realm."

The bald man suddenly realized: "I just said that there is still so long before the recruitment competition of the four sects and three sects. Why are the monks from all over the world eager to gather in the imperial capital of Shengyun Kingdom? It turns out it is for the key to the secret realm!"

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, someone else said disdainfully: "Although Wanbao Auction House has announced that anyone can enter the secret realm, the keys to the secret realm are limited after all. How can you and I have the financial resources to compete with people from aristocratic sects?"

This person's words caused a moment of silence among the cultivators.

Hearing this, the Taoist priest said again: "What this fellow Taoist said is wrong. Wanbao Auction House has released news that this time the secret area is very large, divided into outer and inner areas, and the outer area and inner area are open at the same time."

"There is a chance that some natural treasures and rare spiritual plants will appear in the outer area. It will be open for three days and there are tens of thousands of keys."

"The geniuses of the big sects naturally look down on this outer area. What they want is the inheritance of ancient monks and other opportunities. The outer area of ​​this secret realm is an opportunity for us and other casual cultivators."

As soon as the Taoist priest finished speaking, he heard the excitement of the casual cultivators around him. They were all gearing up, as if they were eager to enter the outer area of ​​the secret realm to explore and obtain rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

At this moment, a well-dressed middle-aged man on the wooden table behind the Taoist priest asked: "I wonder if this Taoist friend knows the news about the secret area?"

The Taoist priest nodded and said: "As far as I know, the inner area is where ancient monks lived. There are a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, elixirs, and monks' inheritance of skills. The opening time is six days, and the Wanbao Auction House will release it. A total of one hundred keys to the inner area."

The middle-aged man then asked: "I wonder when this secret realm will be opened? Where is the secret realm?"

Fellow Taoist replied: "There is still half a month before the secret realm is opened. It is located in Qingfeng Canyon, not far from Emperor Shengyun. Wanbao Auction House has sent people to surround Qingfeng Canyon, and no one can enter without permission."

After hearing this, Ye Zhou was about to get up and go back to the room when he heard a man yelling from the window: "Where did you come from, old beggar? This Bafang Inn is also a place you can enter? Go, go, don't pollute this immortal. Long eyes!”

"It's really disgusting. I don't know how the waiter is guarding the door, but he lets everyone in. It's really off-putting!"

When Ye Zhou heard this, he looked over and happened to see the table of monks sitting by the window, waving away an old man passing by their table with a look of disgust.

The old man had disheveled gray-white hair, was wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, was slightly hunched over, his clothes were ragged, and his body was covered with black dirt.

He bared his big yellow teeth, and in one hand he was holding a tall, dark yellow and very shiny thin wooden stick, and in the other hand he was holding a chipped black pottery bowl. The bowl was covered with dirt, but the inside of the bowl was very clean and smooth. It looks like beggars everywhere on the street.

But Ye Zhou's intuition told him that this old man was not as simple as he seemed. Although Ye Zhou did not feel any spiritual fluctuations from the old man, this old man gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Ye Zhou believed that his spiritual consciousness was powerful. Although he was listening to the monks talking about the secret realm just now, he still used part of his spiritual consciousness to pay attention to the surrounding situation. Looking back at this moment, he did not realize when the old man entered the inn. .

Even Ye Zhou was not aware of the old man's whereabouts, which proved that the old man's cultivation was unpredictable.

Hearing the expulsion from the monks sitting at the table by the window, the old man was not angry. He stopped, turned around and faced them, smiled and stretched out the black pottery bowl in his hand towards them, and said in an old voice: " Dear immortals, please do me a favor. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good meal, old man. Please reward me for my stuttering.”

The monks didn't expect that the old man would dare to stop in front of their table to ask for food. One of the monks was about to take out his flying sword and drive the old man away, but was stopped by a monk next to him in time: "Don't be impulsive. Monks are prohibited from attacking common people, and those who violate this will be expelled from the imperial capital."

After listening to his companion's words, the monk put down his flying sword and shouted to the waiter at the door: "Young waiter! Why are you still standing at the door? Why don't you come over and drive this old beggar away! How did you open this Bafang Inn? Let the mortals in!"

The waiter who had been waiting at the door of the inn to welcome guests heard this and looked at the window with a suspicious look on his face. He saw an old beggar standing at the table begging. The waiter scratched his head in confusion and muttered in a low voice: " Strange, I didn’t let the beggar in! Where did this beggar come in?”

The anxious shopkeeper who was standing behind the counter also heard the shouts of the monks here. When he saw the old beggar, he angrily scolded the waiter: "Why are you still standing at the door! Why don't you go and clear out the inn? I see. You don’t want this month’s salary!”

The waiter hurriedly walked towards the old beggar. Just as he was about to reach out to grab the old beggar, his hand suddenly stopped when it was about to touch the old beggar's arm. The whole person stood stiffly in place, like a stone sculpture.

Ye Zhou, who was not far away, saw this scene and his face changed. There were also several monks sitting in the corner of the inn, who faintly exuded the aura of the foundation-building period. Their faces changed at the same time as Ye Zhou.

The old man ignored the waiter standing still beside him, but continued to look at the monks sitting in front of him with a smile: "Dear immortals, please be kind."

The monk sitting on the outermost side closest to the old man showed a trace of anger on his face. He stood up and shouted at the waiter: "Waiter, are you dumb? Why don't you drive him out? What are you waiting for!"

The shopkeeper behind the counter also ran over with an angry face. He nodded and smiled at the monks, and then stretched out his hand to push the waiter: "What's wrong with you? You can't do anything right!"

Who knew that the moment the shopkeeper's hand touched the waiter's sleeve, the waiter's whole body suddenly turned into a pile of bloody minced meat in front of everyone, piling on the ground.

Everyone in the inn was shocked, and the shopkeeper who pushed the waiter was so shocked that he forgot to retract his outstretched hand.

After a while, the shopkeeper murmured: "What's going on? How could he die suddenly?!"

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