The Nanjiang Dynasty, the Nagasawa Dynasty and several forces voluntarily provided venues for the Fengwang Meeting. In order to win the main venue, King Ninghe spent a lot of money to build a city to accommodate the monks who would watch the ceremony and participate in the meeting. His prestige has also increased significantly as a result, and he has the potential to overtake King Heguang and become the number one overlord.
In the blink of an eye, the meeting of kings is about to begin. There are as many monks from all walks of life entering the new area as stars, but the first thing they do is often regret that they arrived too late and failed to occupy a place in the new area. It's a treasure, but it's like entering someone else's back garden.
Yes, because there are many places with rare spiritual objects in the new area, and for fear that new monks will fight for them and cause chaos, non-lord monks who enter this place are immediately sent to that city and are strictly prohibited from leaving the city.
There are also many lords and forces in new areas who take the opportunity to recruit powerful people and promise to join their side, so that they can open caves and practice in their own areas.
Having a cave in such a large world is no less tempting than an acquired holy treasure. For a while, monks from all walks of life were inquiring about the situation of the lords and forces and asking about the living conditions. The excitement was snatched away. The limelight of meeting the king.
Shang Yu entered the city. There were many mansions for people to live in, and there was only one main street. King Ning He also spent a lot of effort to attract domain-level trading firms to settle in. If you enter any store, the items displayed inside are all precious and are mainly suitable for monks with magical powers and spiritual knowledge.
The advantage of winning the main venue has been reflected. Nanjiang's reputation has greatly increased. Whether it is recruiting strong people or establishing friendly relations with boundary-level commercial banks, it is a head start.
"This three-thousand-year-old seven-color flower is a wonderful medicine for healing. It can be taken directly or made into pills..." In a shop famous for its strangeness, Jin Buhuan carefully explained the effects of the seven-color flower to a magical customer. , out of the corner of his eye he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a group of people walking by, and there was a faint smell of wine. He shook his head secretly. These days, there is great pressure to survive, and more and more people like to drink. With this thought in mind, he reached out and took out a pot of medicinal wine from the counter. He said enthusiastically, "If fellow Taoist believe that the seven-color flower is too expensive, you might as well try it. It is brewed with a variety of precious materials such as phoebe, purple water chestnut, and bay worm. After drinking it..."
"Boss, stop drinking, I'm a little scared." Ying Jun was worried, his beautiful face was stained with sadness, which made people feel inexplicably worried.
Shang Yu hooked up the rope hanging the wine flask and looked at him, as if he was looking at an idiot with a lack of intelligence.
The good old man He Yi on the side asked to save his face, "Youngjun, what are you afraid of?"
"Boss is holding a bottle of expensive wine and swaying it in a place full of magical spiritual mirrors. I'm worried that others will come up and snatch it away." He paused and said seriously, "What if a fight damages my handsome appearance? Is good."
Shang Yu put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and He Yi quickly stopped her, "Boss, let's help you."
"Brothers, take action!"
"I'm so honest with you!"
A dozen of her direct generals immediately dragged this bitch Ying into an alley and beat him up.
Shang Yu stood in the shadow at the entrance of the alley and shouted, "What is the specialty of our Qiuyang Realm, warlord! Be tough!"
"As you command!"
"Don't touch my face, you guys are really fighting me. We agreed to go together for the rest of our lives?!" Ying Jun rushed out of the siege with his head in his arms, but was kicked back by Shang Yu at the alley. "Come on, even Can’t stand the beating anymore?”
Ying Jun exclaimed, "Wow, boss, have you improved your skills again? You can kick farther than last time."
..... The monks who accidentally passed by hid their faces and walked away: The world is declining, and they actually uttered shameful words. Are the dignity of magical powers being fed to dogs?
In fact, they are a group of people who go through life and death together. It is common for them to fight like this in private, and they can also test their fist and kick strength.
Although Ying Jun was beaten up, his anger was still the same. Even the white robe and military uniform of Qingmo Tianfu could not suppress his restless heart. After sorting out his messy hair and stepping onto the street again, Le Diandian seemed to be in trouble. The screen seemed to freeze, "Boss, should we also rent a room in the mansion and recruit some experts?"
"How can we handle this matter? We have occupied a six hundred-mile radius in the new area, and we have given it to the powerful men in Qiuyang. There is not much land left at our disposal. It is estimated that we can support a Lingjian. .Ten supernatural powers. Hundreds of life and death.”
He Yi was her best at handling external affairs. After receiving the order, he said, "I will rent a house first, and I will show you the specific recruitment plan later, boss."
"Come back early, registration will start in the afternoon." Shang Yu looked up and saw a restaurant and said, "We'll wait for you inside."
"yes."
As soon as Shang Yu and his group appeared on the street, the waiter waiting in front of the restaurant stared at them and cursed in his heart.
As expected of a king's party held in a new area, even if he was asked to be the waiter as the shopkeeper of the Shentong branch with one and a half feet in the Shentong, Shen Tong also started to gather people to "patrol the streets".
The dozen or so people in white robes and military uniforms were all generals. They had long legs and straight waists, and a high-spirited attitude. They had the unique temperament of the Qiuyang warlord, elegant, dignified, and shrewd.
The waiter took a few more glances, and suddenly he met a pair of eyes that seemed clear but were actually bottomless. His back felt cold, and he saw that she had said something to the person next to her, and a group of magical powers came towards him menacingly? !
"The shopkeeper..." The waiter's legs are weak, someone wants to beat me! ! !
"Seniors, do you have any advice?"
Shang Yu looked strangely at the waiter who was leaning against the door frame and sweating, "Is there a storyteller in your family?"
"Yes, yes! My restaurant has contacts with Yilan Tower, the most famous cultural force in Xuantian. During the King's Meeting, several gentlemen from Yilan Tower will write articles and broadcast the progress, and there will also be storytellers in the restaurant to tell the wonderful battles. You can also pay attention to the Aotou Tongshu that will be released later."
The waiter bowed slightly and pointed to the light curtain at the door, "You know Yilanlou, right? They also sell well-known books such as Fanxinglu and Tianya Bao."
On the light screen, the names and events of the storytellers who have been on stage in the past three days were displayed. The waiter continued, "The meeting has not started yet, so the content of the storytellers these days is about strange people and strange things in the Fengyun Realm."
"Boss, this is interesting." Ying Jun looked at the waiter, "Can you listen now?"
"We're halfway through the lecture. It's okay for you guys to go in now. But our store is full every day. All the ordinary seats are taken. Only the VIP seats in the front row are still vacant. You see... ..”
"Give me a distinguished guest and reserve fifteen seats." Shang Yu stepped over the threshold and said, "Give me each a copy of the Tianya Newspaper. Aotou Tongshu should have a forecast version, so I'll give you fifteen copies as well."
The waiter in the shop beamed with joy and stepped forward diligently to guide them, "Okay, you guys, please, I'll get it for you right now."
"By the way, look, there are several special services for VIPs. Do you want some too?"
Shang Yu casually glanced at the sign above, which contained some tea, fruits and the like. "You guys have been following me for so long and you have worked hard. Please present them all."
"Boss is mighty!"
