The Yuejian Sect can grow into a large sect, and its methods will not be much less than when they come to the door.≤ Since the surrounding continents have ideas about the Yuejian Sect, they should take advantage of the opportunity that the Yuejian Sect's infant realm cultivators will lose more than 20% of the time to test the Yuejian Sect, and the Yuejian Sect will naturally not miss this opportunity.

After all, this is Yinzhou. The Yuejian Sect plans to eat as many people come from outside the sect. The resources that are allocated to the final resources are still local cultivators in Yinzhou.

The so-called Tianmen Mountain Conference cannot be thought of too brightly. This is the follow-up method for the Yuejian Sect to clean up Yinzhou. Anyone who does not obey the command of the Yuejian Sect will basically be wiped out by this wave.

"I understand. I want both Longgong Mountain and Wuluo Peak. The inheritance of Wuluo Peak must be continued. On Longgong Mountain, after my senior sister and I leave, the Yuejian Sect will remember to accept it." Ye Ting seemed to be the leader of the family.

He suppressed the sword boy for this purpose. The strong people in the cultivation world are respected, and he is not good enough to rely solely on his master's name. The Yuejian Sect was stimulated and some monks were already preparing to advance to the virtual realm.

Ye Ting's swordsmanship is excellent, and even he admires it. Several monks did what he told him separately. Ye Ting took Zhu Yanlei and Longshu and left by Xiao Bai.

Ye Ting cleaned up his space again, exchanged all the things he absolutely didn't need, and exchanged them for talisman money. This talisman money is still a very important thing. It is used directly to cast spells, which can increase the power of the spells, which is equivalent to using money to smash people.

One or two talisman money is nothing. At a critical moment, if you spend hundreds of talisman money, you may reverse the situation.

Zhu Yanleto Ye Ting's blessing also dealt with the supplies on his body. He was born and died in the stars for many years, and he was considered rich, but he lost his welfare.

Ye Ting exchanged 110 white jade talismans for one purple jade talisman money for one purple jade talisman money. This purple jade talisman money can be used throughout the infant realm. Most formations that require jade or talisman money can be dealt with with using purple jade talisman money.

When the exchange was made, the monks of the Yuejian Sect were still very distressed. Unfortunately, Ye Ting insisted and had to exchange it for him.

Ye Ting now has a green jade talisman, 172 purple jade talismans, and more than 1,000 white jade talismans. These funds can be purchased with sufficient amount of materials and pills, such low-end things as purple gold talismans, and Ye Ting will not be able to use them after building the foundation.

Without the support of the master, although these talismans can be called rich, they cannot allow Ye Ting to practice all the way to the Infant Realm. Ye Ting also knew that after leaving Yinzhou, when Yuwen Xuan's background gradually fades, it would be the time to really rely on himself. At that time, it would be too difficult to trade with large sects.

Even if you have enough strength to protect yourself, such exchanges like today will not happen. Such exchanges are usually the opposite, and the sect will never sell purple jade talisman money.

While I am still in the Yuejian Sect, I should be able to get more.

All three people and one demon used the armored horse talisman, crossing mountains and ridges, and all the way to Tianmen Mountain. A huge market has been formed around Tianmen Mountain. Ye Ting had never seen so many casual cultivators in his previous life.

These markets have been arranged in some order and are arranged scattered around each intersection entering the Tianmen Mountain area. Ye Ting's group is shining brightly, attracting the attention of many monks.

Ye Ting also slowed down and no longer used the Arma Talisman to rush on the road. It was still early, so he chose a market to enter. This market was different from mortals. Although it was set up in a hurry, it was quite large in scale. There were nine streets, flat terrain and many shops. It was definitely not just a stall on the ground.

Ye Ting saw a wandering cultivator who had just set up a stall at an intersection when he was driven forward by several monks. The monk was obviously new and did not know the rules. He immediately shouted, wanting to call other wandering cultivators to come and judge.

Then the casual cultivator was beaten and kicked, snatched the storage bag on his body, sealed his meridians, and threw them out of the market.

"It's so pitiful!" Ye Ting sighed, "Isn't anyone helping him?"

However, Xiao Bai was used to Ye Ting's jokes. Zhu Yanlei was born in the Demon Sect and would not take it seriously. Seeing that the monk had no value for food, the poor monk was thrown under a stone. The only thing that was lucky was that there were no monsters nearby, otherwise he might have been eaten.

Ye Ting and a few passed by the wandering cultivator. Ye Ting suddenly stopped and looked down at the motionless cultivator.

It's really...

He actually knew this guy, and he was the one who killed him in his previous life. However, Ye Ting did not feel at all happy. This kind of guy is destined to have no intersection with him in this life.

The monk looked pale and looked at Ye Ting. Ye Ting casually unblocked his meridians and asked, "Are you very angry?"

The monk did not answer, and Ye Ting calmed down his breath, but Zhu Yanlei behind him was at the level of forming pills, and it was not very stable. The pressure emitted made him dare not speak nonsense.

"Why are there any casual cultivators in the world?" Ye Ting frowned, as if he was talking to himself. The casual cultivator's face changed drastically. Ye Ting's words did not mean anything to care. It sounded like this young monk hated casual cultivators quite a bit.

"I have been in a mediocre life and I don't pursue the path of immortality. I just want to try to become stronger and enjoy more. Such a monk will die if he dies." Ye Ting looked at the monk's face, and his memory was so far away that he did not feel any sad.

"Give me your life!" the wandering cultivator shouted.

"Why?" Ye Ting asked back.

The wandering cultivator didn't know how to answer, Ye Ting shook his head and stopped paying attention to the wandering cultivator. He took Nagarjuna and others into the market. He thought of killing this person, but the wandering cultivator was destined to be unable to form pills in this life, and his life was only twenty or thirty years left. Killing him would also defile his hands.

The casual cultivator suddenly shouted from behind: "Master! Are you willing to accept me as a slave!"

"No." Ye Ting's voice was extremely cold. If this person had no grudges with him in his previous life, he would use them to make some trouble in this market. That little grudge made the casual cultivator lose the qualification to be used.

"Young Master, this market is in a good location. From this direction, it can be regarded as a must-pass." Zhu Yanlei entered the role and called Ye Ting the Prince.

"Why can we seize the territory of others without hatred? Besides, we only have this hand in hand now, what do we need to do in this market?" Ye Ting looked indifferent.

Although the outer territory can accept more customers, he does not need to make such money. The outer markets mainly trade currency is still common talisman money, and even the purple gold talisman money is very small.

"Young master, this is not for making money. If Baizhangmen wants to recruit people, this position is good. If you forcefully seize it, you can keep it and create momentum." Zhu Yanlei continued to speak out, but Ye Ting looked at Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai nodded and said, "The Yuejian Sect doesn't care about this matter, but the location of this market is so good that if the other party can maintain order, at least a small sect can do it, there will be a Jindan monk. If it is a large sect, its power will be close to a small sect, and there will be more Jindan monks."

"You are talking about the difficulty..." Before Ye Ting finished speaking, twelve monks had already walked up to the corner of the street, and the leader was the one with a bad expression.

"Xiao Bai, isn't this the young master causing trouble?" Longshu looked at the dozen monks approaching and smiled.

"No, Yuejian Sect will definitely not pursue it." Xiao Bai replied that the other party actually wanted to establish authority on Ye Ting. This was the most unlucky thing. There were not many cultivators on the street, but they could actively promote such matters as establishing authority.

"Stop!" The monk led by the leader pointed at Ye Ting from afar. He saw Ye Ting unsealing the bloodline for the casual cultivator upstairs.

Ye Ting still moved forward, his speed did not change at all.

The monk changed his color and shouted, "I'll let you stop!"

Ye Ting continued to move forward, and the monk suddenly had a long banner in his hand, poking it to the ground.

Ye Ting's footsteps suddenly became loud, step by step, without any intention of stopping. The other monks suddenly became nervous and showed off their weapons and equipment. Ye Ting walked to the monk two feet away before stopping, looking lazy and said, "Why do you want to rob the road?"

"Friend, don't break the rules." The monk said sly, holding the pole of the long banner in his hand, and sending his true energy into it. A faint murderous aura emanated from the long banner. A snow-white skull flew up from the long banner, hovering above, making a whimpering sound.

"Whose rules?" Ye Ting's head turned gently, looking at the skull on the banner, looking a little curious.

"Bone Gate!"

"I was so scared that I thought it was the Yuejian Sect." Ye Ting stroked his hand with his chest, and his expression made the cultivator on the other side explode. The other party was forcibly provoking.

It’s just that White Bone Gate set up a market and rents shops here. It’s impossible to be unreasonable and solve problems by relying on strength. There are rules here. No matter what Ye Ting did, he had to tell the rules.

He can only kill after he finishes saying this.

"You are so ugly." Ye Ting shook his head, and the words he said no longer belonged to the category of monks.

The monk pointed his hand and the snow-white skull instantly arrived in front of Ye Ting and opened his mouth and bit it. The real attack was not the skull's bite, but the two red lines shot out from the skull's eye socket.

Ye Ting drew his sword and slashed forward. He cut off his snow-white skull from it, and a painful roar came from the long banner.

"Magic weapon!"

"magic weapon!"

The monks from the White Bone Sect screamed one by one. There was nothing magic weapon yet, and they had seen many magic weapons, but they had never seen them before. They had only heard of many descriptions of magic weapons.

"If you dare to attack my young master, then you will die." Zhu Yanlei felt disgusted when he said such words. However, during the rehearsal, Nagarjuna insisted on speaking like this, which is said to be in the southern style.

A ray of lightning lit up in Zhu Yanlei's palm and directly hit the forehead of the monk holding the banner. The monk holding the banner's eyes suddenly became dull. A fire dragon flew out of Zhu Yanlei's sleeves, and in a blink of an eye, it was ten feet long and rolled all the monks on the street into it.

Ye Ting put away his sword and looked at a tall building in the distance. There was a monk in white on the building, also looking at the battlefield.

This person seems to be a little stronger than Zhu Yanlei? (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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