Fang Laogui said proudly: "There are not many people in the entire Chu who can pass three hundred moves."
Zhou Qiankun heard this and felt it made sense.
It was extremely difficult for Old Ghost Fang to achieve that step back then.
Immediately, Zhou Qiankun patted his chest and said: "Old ghost Fang, I will get it back for you when you lost the battle back then. Not to mention Emperor Chu, his princes and grandsons will get slapped twice when they pass by me."
Old ghost Fang was shocked when he heard this and quickly reached out to block Zhou Qiankun's mouth.
"My little ancestor dares to speak so openly, and he is not afraid that all nine clans will be wiped out?"
He understood clearly that this guy was really lawless.
However, there is also some hope in my heart. Maybe one day, he will fight the battle for me.
Strive for the opportunity for fair treatment for the top-notch spiritual root monks in the world.
Zhou Qiankun whined twice and tried his best to break free from Elder Fang's hand.
Elder Fang gave a bitter smile and said, "It's enough to talk about this here today, but don't spread it outside."
Zhou Qiankun smiled lightly.
"Don't worry, Old Ghost Fang, I'm not that arrogant yet."
Old Ghost Fang was suddenly curious: "By the way, why did you suddenly think of coming to my place today?"
Later, Zhou Qiankun told his purpose of coming here.
"I'm going to Yuxu City in Yuheng County to attend the auction. I'll be there for a few months. Before I leave, I want to see you."
After hearing the news, Fang Laogui was stunned.
Calculating the time, the large-scale auction in Yuxu City that happens every three years is indeed coming.
For young people, it is good to go out and see the world, so as not to stay behind closed doors.
Then he spoke solemnly and taught him the experience of avoiding trouble when going out.
"Before you go out, let me ask you, if you encounter a seriously injured person on the roadside, should you rescue him or kill him and seize the treasure?"
Zhou Qiankun looked at Old Ghost Fang's serious expression and put away his playful smile.
"If you don't save, don't kill. And when you pass by, wear a hood on your head to prevent the other person from being an unreasonable evil cultivator who will remember his appearance, hold a grudge in his heart, and seek revenge in the future."
Old ghost Fang laughed, and Zhou Qiankun's answer was unexpected.
He originally just told Zhou Qiankun to go away immediately and stop meddling.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiankun had more to consider.
He actually considered that the other party had a bad character and was angry at passers-by, which was more than he thought.
Then he asked: "If a peerless woman is being hunted, she is the daughter of the patriarch of a large family, and you are promised a thousand pieces of gold to save her, and you are even willing to give her your life. Can you save her?"
Zhou Qiankun didn't hesitate at all when he heard this.
"The disciple will not give a woman a chance to see her appearance clearly. As long as she sees this scene, she will run away with her face covered from a long distance."
Zhou Qiankun knew in his heart that he was not the protagonist. It was a myth that the other person promised him his life after saving his life and reached the pinnacle of his life.
What's more, she offended the people who were chasing her, and she was hated by them. She was hunted down many times, and finally died tragically in the wilderness.
And that woman would be too sad to die, and wouldn't even collect his body for him.
Even if there were people who kept their promises, Zhou Qiankun would never gamble.
If he loses the bet, he will die. He is not a good person with the world in mind. That is what those high-ranking monks should consider.
Fang Laogui asked many questions in succession, and Zhou Qiankun answered them fluently and thought a little more.
Zhou Qiankun's answer: Fang Laogui burst out laughing, and said with emotion: "I underestimated your character. If I was as smart as you when I was young, how could I have taken so many detours?"
Old ghost Fang is completely relieved. With Zhou Qiankun's wisdom, he will be able to return safely.
Then, he reached out and took out a low-grade spiritual sword from the space ring.
"Boy, I see that your sword is nothing but ordinary iron and cannot exert much power. I give you this sword as a thank you for your willingness to come and talk to me today. I haven't felt this happy in many years."
Zhou Qiankun thought for a while and did not refuse.
Zhou Qiankun was moved, feeling the full care of Old Ghost Fang, and saluted him.
"Go, go, young people should aim everywhere."
Saying goodbye to Old Ghost Fang, Zhou Qiankun looked at the contribution of a thousand sects in his hand, and thought for a moment, he might as well exchange it for some spells.
All the previous spells cannot be used, it is too easy for people to identify their identity.
When I came to the Library Pavilion, I exchanged a yellow-level sword technique, Xuanxu Sword Qi, and a runaway yellow-level body technique and wind control technique, which consumed 500 sect contributions.
With the remaining 500 sect contributions, Zhou Qiankun bought many spiritual talismans.
The most popular among them is the Wind Speed Talisman, which can increase the monk's speed by 30%. It is a good household item for killing people, stealing goods, and escaping.
In addition, there is a mysterious fire talisman that is powerful enough to kill late-stage monks in Linghai.
Looking at the equipment on his body, Zhou Qiankun smiled: "It's safe."
Leaving Taixuan Gate, he headed towards Yuxu City in Yuheng County.
In order to avoid being remembered, Zhou Qiankun disguised himself as a beggar and begged all the way towards Yuxu City.
Looking at his tattered appearance, Zhou Qiankun smiled.
With this look, even if the dog on the roadside sees it and feels disgusted, it will take a detour to avoid being exposed to bad luck.
I felt so proud that even the bandits on the mountain would not rob a penniless beggar.
Slaps in the face always come so quickly. Not long after Zhou Qiankun stepped out of Taixuan Mountain, a group of foot-picking men appeared in front of him.
They surrounded Zhou Qiankun with malicious looks on their faces.
Zhou Qiankun looked frightened and said tremblingly: "Masters, I am just a beggar. I have no money. How about you going to other houses to rob me?"
The man blocking the road was arrogant and said sarcastically: "I am arresting beggars."
Zhou Qiankun was puzzled, who did the beggar provoke?
This is not common sense!
A big man seemed to be looking at gold and silver jewelry, drooling from the corner of his mouth.
"He looks quite young. This kind of mining slave is worth ten taels of silver."
One person echoed: "Hey, the boss is still smart. If you catch normal people and sell them as mining slaves, the officials will definitely investigate. But if you catch beggars, the officials won't say anything even if they know about it, because these guys affect the appearance of the city, and they want the beggars to disappear. Woolen cloth."
Zhou Qiankun was speechless as he unexpectedly met the legendary human trafficker.
Zhou Qiankun was furious and resumed his identity as an immortal cultivator. He couldn't hate human traffickers more.
A terrifying coercion fell on several big men who picked their feet, making them feel like a mountain was pressing down on them.
Several people fell to their knees with a plop, feeling that their bodies were no longer theirs.
The trafficker was shocked. What the hell? You are a dignified cultivator pretending to be a beggar. Is there something wrong with you?
Is this considered fishing law enforcement?
The trafficker looked terrified and knelt down to beg for mercy.
"Sir, there is a misunderstanding!"
Zhou Qiankun looked at them with a sneer, his tone cold.
"Aren't you going to sell me as a mine slave? Is that a misunderstanding?"
