Chapter 848: Poor Boy
Like ordinary stores, the things on the first and second floors are generally not worth seeing, and they are all slightly better goods. Mo Fang followed the beautiful shop assistant to the third floor. After passing through a shielding formation, he entered the third floor. Sure enough, there are many more fine products here, and the prices are also not low.
The things on the third floor are placed and sold separately. There are magic tools, elixirs, talismans, and various spiritual herbs. In short, cultivation is eating, eating, and eating. When you are full and drunk, you will get more good things when your cultivation level is improved. What is cultivation? It is resources. If you want to cultivate to become an immortal, you have to eat countless natural treasures. It is better to say that it is to cultivate your mouth than to cultivate.
Mo Fang was bored and watched the excitement. The young cultivators who came with the seniors were different. Their eyes were constantly attracted by the good things and they couldn't move their feet. However, if they wanted to buy, they needed too many spiritual stones, so most people didn't dare to buy them casually.
Just when Mo Fang was strolling, a group of people came up from downstairs. They were about fourteen or fifteen years old. They raised their heads high for fear that others would not know their status as the emperor's pride, especially the first two.
The girl walking in the front attracted the attention of everyone on the third floor. Her pale yellow dress and fairy-like beautiful face made many female cultivators pale in comparison. Although she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, she could not hide her peerless beauty. She was definitely a beauty. All the male cultivators on the third floor stared at the girl without blinking. Maybe the girl often encountered this situation so she was not angry.
Mofang stepped back. Generally speaking, there are many troubles around beautiful women.
As expected, a young boy who followed upstairs behind was furious when he saw many people staring at the beautiful woman. If it weren't for the estimate that the masters of Duobao Pavilion would have used flying swords to kill everyone on the third floor. The boy was wearing luxurious robes and various magic weapons. It was obvious that he was the descendant of a master in the cultivation world. Otherwise, no one would dare to tie a pile of gold on himself and wander around in the market.
The girl didn't care either. She looked at the magic weapons for sale.
At this time, the magic cube noticed a boy coming up from downstairs. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Although he was not very old, his cultivation had already reached the initial stage of Huaxuan. If he was not a person of great talent, he must be a diligent and hardworking person.
The boy looked very poor. He only had a sword tied to his back with coarse cloth. After going up to the third floor, he focused his attention on the girl. The magic cube sighed that this boy might be troubled by love in the future. Beautiful women are good, but if you don’t have absolute strength to overwhelm all opponents, it may be a great destabilizing factor.
Watching, the magic cube felt that he had seen a big gossip, and a story that may be passed down through the ages was unfolding...
According to eavesdropping on the conversations of the people around him, the magic cube knew a lot of things. The beautiful girl and the poor boy were originally well-matched and childhood sweethearts. Unfortunately, the boy’s family fell into poverty and he was alone. The girl’s family naturally could not let their unique baby marry a poor family. They had no resources and no strength. After choosing and choosing, they arranged a marriage for him, that is, the second generation of cultivators who followed the girl up.
The second generation of cultivators has countless resources at home. Even if he has a shabby foundation, he can cultivate to the initial stage of Qi Condensation. It can be seen that cramming can also produce a master. Mofang thinks that the girl is actually very interested in resources. Even if she knows that the other party wants to marry her just to use her as a furnace for cultivation, the temptation of resources is too great for cultivators.
It is estimated that things will be unexpectedly reversed later. The poor boy is actually an outstanding person. He has no resources and no spiritual stones, but he gritted his teeth and cultivated to the Huaxuan stage at this age. It really shocked many cultivators. He can be called the top genius of Shenwu Continent. Although some big sects have Huaxuan stage at this age, no one has cultivated to this stage like this boy with nothing.
The beautiful girl and the second generation of cultivators are here to participate in the competition, and the poor boy is the same. Mofang is really looking forward to the scene of the three people competing on the stage.
Mofang was still making up his own story, but the other side started quarreling. Mofang turned around and went downstairs and left Duobao Pavilion. What he never expected was that the beauty, the second generation of cultivators, his subordinates, and the poor boy also came out together because of something. They stood on the street and were ready to fight. The plot developed too fast...
In fact, all humans are the same. Even in the world of immortal cultivation, there is a habit of being stupid. When they see a group of people with murderous intent, these cultivators start to shout and make trouble.
Of course, they can't fight. After saying a lot of harsh words to each other, a group of people walked out of the market, and they were ready to solve the trouble outside the market. Mofang saw that the girl did not dissuade him or say anything. Some just watched quietly as if everything had nothing to do with him. This girl is not simple.
It's a coincidence that the direction where the three walked out was exactly where the transport plane was parked. It's a waste not to read the story that was delivered to the door.
In the wasteland outside the market, after paying attention to the transport plane, the quarrel started again. The pretty girl did not express any opinion. The second generation of Xiu had more than a dozen followers and Jindan stage masters as guards. In contrast, the poor boy was alone with a sword. He looked frail but had an aura that could pierce the sky. Mo Fang sighed inwardly that the girl and her family were blind. This kind of stuff will definitely be famous in the continent in the future. Now, not only do they not try to keep a good relationship with them, but they slap them in the face. If this kid really becomes successful, let alone this second generation of Xiu, I'm afraid his ancestors will have to cripple his descendants in order to beg them to let the family go.
"Master, there are four masters around that strange thing over there. I can't tell the level of cultivation of those people hiding in the armor, but they are definitely not weaker than the elders!" The Jindan stage guard said carefully in the ear of the second generation of Xiu, while looking at the four high-end mechanical soldiers.
"It doesn't matter. As long as we don't provoke them, they will ignore us. Such people will not pay attention to us."
The second generation of Xiu is still very smart. People with too high cultivation really don't care what the little ant does.
"Poor boy, I advise you to stay away from Meng'er. We will hold a double cultivation ceremony next month to become Taoist couples. Both families have agreed. If you still insist on disgusting me, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Nonsense!"
The poor boy shouted, and when his face flushed, he looked at the beautiful girl. Seeing that the girl did not speak but remained motionless without any expression, she did not refute that this was true. Suddenly, the poor boy felt a thunderbolt on his head and felt indescribable discomfort all over his body. His head shook and he almost fell down. He needed to rely on the support of the sword to continue to stand.
The Jindan stage guard approached Xiu Erdai's ear again.
"Young Master, this kid is so talented that we can't keep him alive! Otherwise, he will definitely be a disaster in the future! Why not kill him today!"
The young master thought about it and nodded vigorously to show his agreement.
Mo Fang sighed. He was already thinking about killing people to silence them when he was a teenager and was good at scheming. The world of immortal cultivation is really not a place for ordinary people. The boy's meridians and spiritual power are in chaos. It is obvious that he was shocked by the news and went crazy. It's a pity that such a good genius has no elixir and no resources to get to where he is today, and he is trapped by love.