Chapter 1019: Youthful and Frivolous
"I'm afraid I will disappoint the donor. The poor monk has no friendship with the elders of Lingcao Peak and cannot help the donor." The old monk said.
Song Wen did not answer immediately. He examined the other party for a moment and took out ten more high-grade spiritual stones.
"Master, please give me some help."
However, this time, the old monk refused to accept any more spiritual stones, as if he did not want to get involved in this matter.
"I hope the donor will forgive me. The poor monk is really powerless."
Song Wen was unwilling to give up easily and tried to persuade him a few more times, but the old monk did not let go at all.
Song Wen had no choice but to give up, put away the spirit stone, and left.
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After leaving the ghost market, Song Wen took a long circuit and made sure that no one was following him, then he took off his cloak and headed towards the cave.
Back at Yunyin City, the sky was still dark.
When passing by the Fanyin Pavilion, two figures came out of the Fanyin Pavilion and flew towards the north city.
The two of them were one behind the other, and both were dressed as monks.
The person in front looked like he was no more than 20 years old. He was in the early stages of foundation building. He was fat, big-eared, and had a lot of flesh on his body. There was a hint of arrogance between his brows.
The people at the back were groveling and had a look of fawning on their faces at all times. Song Wen recognized this person as Monk Mingcheng.
The two sides were walking towards each other, and the two people on the opposite side quickly noticed Song Wen.
"I've met Master Mihai." Monk Mingcheng took the initiative to say hello.
Song Wen lowered his speed and stopped in front of the two of them.
"Little friend Mingcheng, where are you going? Who is this little friend?"
"This is Huizhen, the disciple of the Great Master Du'e..." At this point, Mingcheng suddenly paused and added hurriedly, "The direct disciple of the Great Master Du'e. We are going to Beicheng."
Song Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately knew Huizhen's identity.
He is the son of Duer.
biological!
The superintendent of Du'e Naiku Zen Temple, apart from the monk in the integration period who lives in seclusion in Kuchan Temple, there is only the abbot who has a higher status than him in Kuchan Temple.
As an eminent monk of the generation, Du'e suddenly had such a biological son, which somewhat damaged his reputation. But he was unwilling to kill the heirs he had finally obtained with his own hands just for the sake of fame, so that he could be worthy of being a master and disciple of Huizhen.
However, the matter of Huizhen's biological son was exposed by someone and made it known to everyone.
Therefore, the so-called master-disciple relationship between Du E and Huizhen is more like a farce of "hiding one's ears and stealing the bell".
"The old monk of Miaoyi Tower didn't even dare to introduce me to the elders of Lingcao Peak, which shows that Kuchan Temple attaches great importance to Bo Lingrui. I'm afraid that even if he got to know the elders of Lingcao Peak, he wouldn't dare to violate Kuchan Temple. If you want to ban me, take out the Puling Rui and trade with me privately. And this Huizhen, who is of low cultivation and young and frivolous, may be able to use it as a breakthrough." Song Wen thought in his mind.
"It turns out it's little friend Huizhen, I'm disrespectful." Song Wen stared at Huizhen with a kind smile on his face. Coupled with his monk's attire, he looked like an eminent monk.
For Song Wen, a monk in the 'Nascent Soul Stage', Huizhen didn't show any respect at all.
However, under Song Wen's deliberate show of kindness, he still nodded slightly towards Song Wen.
Song Wen asked again, "What are you doing in Beicheng? It's not peaceful there at night."
A smile appeared on Huizhen's lips, "Mihai, you are too ignorant. Only the North City has interesting things! And late at night, it has a unique flavor."
"Oh?" A look of interest appeared on Song Wen's face, "I wonder if the poor monk can accompany you two to see it?"
"If you want to follow, just follow." Huizhen said casually.
Then, the flying sword under his feet slowly accelerated and flew towards Beicheng.
"Master, please!" Mingcheng was extremely polite and raised his hand to point in the direction of Beicheng.
Song Wen nodded slightly towards Mingcheng, but his eyes looked around, scanning all around before flying to catch up with Huizhen.
Huizhen is the son of a monk in the Lianxu period.
Logically speaking, he should be protected by guards when he goes out.
However, while talking to the two of them, Song Wen kept paying attention to his surroundings, but did not find anyone following him secretly.
The three of them walked and chatted, and soon arrived outside a house on the edge of the northern city.
There were two Jindan-level guards at the door of the house. When they saw Huizhen coming, the two guards greeted them warmly and respectfully invited Song and Wen into the house.
Walking through the quiet paths in the house, the three of them arrived outside an attic.
There is still a guard in the attic, but it is a Nascent Soul Stage monk.
The guards at the Nascent Soul stage were also extremely enthusiastic and invited the three people into the attic.
It looks like a slightly grand attic from the outside, but there's something else going on inside.
In the attic, the lights are bright.
In the center, there is a stone platform about a hundred feet wide.
On the stone platform, two foundation-building monks, a man and a woman, were fighting for their lives.
Neither of these two people carried any treasures, and only used magic to fight.
Dozens of men and women were surrounding the stone platform. Their eyes were all shining, their expressions were excited, and they were cheering or cursing from their mouths.
Most of the onlookers have low levels of cultivation, ranging from Qi training to Golden elixir. But all of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and were accompanied by guards from the Nascent Soul or Divine Transformation stage.
The stone platform is equipped with a formation that intercepts the power of the two people fighting within it, preventing them from accidentally injuring the onlookers.
As soon as Song and Wen entered the attic, someone came to greet them.
This Nascent Soul monk who looked like a businessman and a philistine did not immediately greet Song Wen, who was also a 'Nascent Soul monk', but looked at Huizhen with his head bowed.
"Brother Huizhen, you haven't been to my place for a while."
Huizhen said, "The old man at home grounded me and didn't allow me to go out at will. Today, he had something to do and I was able to sneak out."
Then, he pointed to the stone platform and continued.
"Ran Da, the strength of these two martial slaves tonight is not very good. Moreover, the two of them have been using spells to test each other. They don't want to fight for their lives. It's really boring."
The Yuanying monk who was called 'Ran Da' said with an embarrassed look, "Brother Huizhen, please forgive me. I captured a lot of martial slaves in the past few years, which alarmed your temple. I have been warned by your temple, and I have not dared to do it again recently." We will arrest new martial slaves in a big way, so we have to let these martial slaves go and reduce some casualties. Otherwise, there will be no martial slaves left in my martial arts field.”
"Those old guys in the sect are just lenient. They are just some untouchable cultivators. If they die, they will die. What's the big deal?" Huizhen said with a look of disdain.
Huizhen dared to insult the senior officials of Kuchan Temple at will, but Ran Dah did not dare. He could only laugh a few times.
"Can I still place bets now?" Huizhen asked.
Ran Daodao, "Of course it's possible. Brother Huizhen wants to bet on who will win?"
Huizhen said, "Ten high-grade spiritual stones, bet on that female cultivator to win."
With that said, Huizhen took out ten high-grade spiritual stones and handed them to Ran Da.
At this moment, an unharmonious voice sounded.
"Huizhen, why are you so stingy today and just bet ten high-grade spiritual stones?"