Chapter 203 Siqu Collection

The Mobei grassland is vast and boundless, and most of the areas are uninhabited. Ordinary people simply cannot survive in the depths of the grassland. Only monks with vitality many times stronger than ordinary people will go deep into here, and the places where they agreed to meet each other before have gradually developed into markets or larger towns.

Siquji is such a place.

It is called a market, but in fact it is quite large, equivalent to the size of a mortal town. In addition, the grassland is vast and sparsely populated, so the scope of the market has also spread out. From a distance, it is a lively scene with people coming and going.

There are no walls around the market, not even fences. There are continuous tents and barracks, and occasionally there are many wooden houses dotted among them.

From the outside, Siquji seems to be undefended, but if anyone really dares to think so and act rashly here, then there will be an unusual surprise waiting for him.

How can there be no protection where monks gather? !

Everyone knows that every market that can survive will have a master who can intimidate all the cultivators. The bigger the market, the more masters there are, and the stronger the cultivation. Some of these cultivators are independent cultivators with high martial arts, and more are representatives of various forces in the grassland. These people represent their respective forces to jointly maintain the safety of each market and divide the huge profits generated by the market.

"Grass ginseng, grass ginseng with a year of more than 100 years!"

"The newly-made sword magic weapon can withstand the full force of the late Jindan cultivator. Interested Taoist friends are welcome to come and trade!"

"Huiqi San, a magical pill that quickly restores mana in the Jindan stage, and is also slightly effective in the Shenlian stage. There are only three. If you want it, bring an equivalent treasure to exchange. It is only exchanged, not sold!"

The voices of hawking came one after another. If you don't look at the things being sold and the fluctuations in the momentum of the people shopping and hawking, you will think that this is just an ordinary mortal market, a lively and noisy one.

Suddenly, there was a shouting and cursing in the distance. As the sound became clearer, the chaotic sound of horse hooves gradually came.

"Get out of the way, the Liu family is doing business, and those who block the road will die!"

"Go away, get out of the way!"

"Don't block the road, do you want to die?!"

The whip slapped and the passers-by screamed "ouch" and "ouch", but no one dared to curse. Obviously, this person who dared to ride a horse in the downtown area must be very powerful, so no one dared to provoke him. And the people who were beaten also thought they were unlucky. They screamed a few times and hid aside. When the horsemen walked away, they spit on the ground and cursed secretly.

Everyone was a cultivator, and the horsemen had no intention of killing. The whip was just to drive them away. For the cultivators with strong physical bodies, it was nothing to be whipped. It was just a bad temper and a bit cowardly.

Soon, the group came to a corner of the market. When the reins were tightened, they were about to turn around, but unexpectedly, a little fat boy suddenly appeared from the side. His chubby face was full of astonishment when he saw the galloping horse, as if he was stupid.

The big man on the horse didn't think twice and whipped out a whip. Seeing the whip shadow coming in an instant, he saw that the little fat boy used his flexible body movements that didn't match his body, turned around and leaned back slightly, not only getting out of the way of the horse, but also letting the whip out of the big man pass.

The big man was stunned. He didn't expect that this kid would have such skills. He couldn't help but look at him a few more times. You know, his whip seems simple, but it actually contains many changes, but who knows that it can't be continued on this little fat boy, so he whipped nothing with a light whip.

"Get out of the way, don't block the way!"

After shouting angrily, the big man ignored him and rode away with several companions. They had important things to do, so they naturally wouldn't delay casually.

Watching the figures riding horses gradually walk away and disappear, the little fat man shook his head, smacked his lips, and cursed in a low voice. Next to him, a young monk in a wide robe and fast boots looked pale, looked at the direction where the horse team disappeared with fear, stretched out his hand and pulled the little fat man who was still shaking his head, and pulled him away quickly.

"Grandpa, I call you grandpa, okay, can you be more low-key?!" The young monk's voice was full of tears.

The little fat man glared, his face full of dissatisfaction: "Why am I not keeping a low profile? Who knew that a fast horse would appear in this crowded place? I just happened to walk there. I am the victim, okay?! Besides, I didn't take action. If I had taken action, would those bastards in the Jindan stage have survived?"

"Yes, yes, you are keeping a low profile, you are keeping a low profile. However, this place is a place of right and wrong with people coming and going. You also know your worth. Grandpa, let's keep a low profile. Just consider it as my request to you!" The young monk begged with tears in his eyes.

The little fat man nodded helplessly when he saw this.

That's right, the little fat man is Li Chuyi, and the monk in wide robes is Li Sinian, who is "guided".

After the battle outside the cave, Li Sinian "willingly" served as their guide at the "gracious invitation" of Li Chuyi and Ziyuan. It was just because Li Chuyi was too seriously injured, so they found an inconspicuous hill and rested for more than half a month before coming out.

Because of the wanted order, Zi Yuan, the ghost cultivator, was too conspicuous here. Keeping her around would clearly tell others that "I am the wanted criminal, come and kill me for the reward." Therefore, the beautiful female ghost was hidden in the Demon-Subduing Mirror by Li Chuyi, and she would not come out unless it was absolutely necessary.

Zi Yuan was also happy about this. The Fu Mo Mirror contained what she needed for cultivation. She liked quietness and was naturally willing to take the five little ghost dolls to practice in it silently.

In order to prevent Li Sinian from "abandoning the group", Zi Yuan planted a soul curse on him before leaving. As long as he dared to run, Zi Yuan could easily find him within a radius of ten thousand miles.

At this point, the last glimmer of hope in Li Sinian's heart disappeared, and he completely accepted his fate. He honestly became Li Chuyi's "guide" and took care of Li Chuyi's daily life like a housekeeper along the way.

And this Siquji was the first gathering place for cultivators they found after they walked out, and it was also the place where they planned to rest and replenish supplies.

Thinking about the dangers along the way, especially the dispute that almost happened just now, Li Sinian felt like crying.

There was a wanted criminal with a large reward next to him. If he was found by someone following him, there was no doubt that he would be treated as an accomplice. On one side is the threat of Ziyuan, and on the other side is the army that may chase him at any time. Li Sinian wants to beat himself to death every time he thinks about it. Why is his life so unlucky!

Especially the young master next to him is still a restless master. When he knew that the little fat man wanted to go to Xuanbing Hanyu for a tour, he wanted to hit his head and die.

Xuanbing Hanyu, is that a place that ordinary people can go to?

Let alone the difficulty of going there, even if you really go in, how many people can come out alive?

All along the way, Li Chuyi was not moved at all, and he was determined to go. Li Sinian tried to find out why he wanted to go, but was blocked by the little fat man's words "The world is so big, I want to see it". If it weren't for Ziyuan, Li Sinian really wanted to beat his cute but irritating face hard.

Is there such a bully?

We are all grasshoppers on a rope. Shouldn't we tell each other if there is anything?

Even if you want to prevaricate, you should find a better reason! Even if you say your grandpa is trapped inside and you want to save him, that's fine! I'll just pretend to believe it!

What else do you say "The world is so big, I want to see it"? !

The fairy world is also big, why don't you go to heaven?

The underworld is even bigger, why don't you die?

Li Sinian felt that his Daodan was about to break, but he could only hold it in and couldn't get angry.

There was no way, people under the eaves had to bow their heads. As long as there was Ziyuan, a powerful female ghost, he would never dare to act rashly as he was only in the early stage of refining the spirit.

Fortunately, apart from these secrets that Li Chuyi didn't reveal at all, the rest of the time, Li Chuyi, the little fat boy, was still easy to get along with, and even Li Sinian, who was threatened, found it difficult to have a bad impression of him. Except for feeling that this little fat boy was a bit chatty and occasionally had a nervous breakdown, the rest of the time the two of them got along quite well.

Just like this time, although the little fat boy often behaved very arrogantly, he was actually very sensible. As long as what he said made sense, he would listen to him even if he complained a few times.

After going around in circles, the two came to a stall. The huge stall, which was nearly four or five feet wide, was filled with all kinds of furs and unprocessed furs. The breeze blew, and the strange smell of furs and furs hit Li Chuyi's face. He frowned and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Several guys in the stall were busy. They looked like ordinary guys, but judging from the fluctuations of mana coming from their bodies, the weakest one had the foundation-building stage. They were all cultivators. There was a rocking chair in the middle of the stall. A fat man squeezed in the chair, holding a purple clay teapot in his hand. I don't know what kind of good tea was brewed in it. The fat man sipped it from time to time and hummed a little tune happily.

Looking at the rocking chair that creaked as the fat man rocked, Li Chuyi maliciously guessed how long it would take for the chair to die and make the fat man stumble.

But he could only think about it.

Not to mention that the seemingly ordinary rocking chair was actually a magic weapon that emitted waves of magic power and could not be easily damaged. Even with the pressure of the middle stage of the soul refining faintly coming from the fat man, Li Chuyi believed that even if the chair collapsed, the fat man would definitely not fall down. The most likely result was that he would float in the air with a flying method.

Not knowing Li Chuyi's bad taste, Li Sinian next to him saw the fat man and immediately looked happy. He stretched out his hand and patted the table of the stall, and shouted at the fat man: "Hey, Hao Hongwei, Hao Hongwei? Damn, Hao Fatty! I'm calling you, Hao Fatty! Hey, buddy, wake up your pig, hey, Hao Fatty!"

Li Chuyi stared at the fat man in amazement, with only one voice in his heart.

Hao Hongwei?

What a great name! So fitting!