Chapter 37 Luoyang City!

Style: Fantasy Author: Writing the Divine ScrollWords: 2298Update Time: 24/01/18 15:30:12
In the battle of Qingyun City, Tang Ming was in the limelight.

Now there are rumors that he once fought against Leng Hongchen in Canglan Holy Land.

Suddenly, Tang Ming's deeds were spread everywhere.

"Have you heard? That guy named Tang Ming actually went to Canglan Holy Land a few days ago and stole countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Now the entire Canglan Holy Land regards Tang Ming as the most wanted criminal."

"Good fellow, if you offend two Holy Lands at once, you won't be able to find another person in the entire Cangqiong Continent, right?"

"I heard that he is going to the Martial Arts Holy Land soon. I wonder if he will pass through our Luoyang City."

Luoyang City.

The capital of the Liyang Dynasty is one of the few dynasties with many monks in the Canglan Holy Land. There are many forces behind it, and the Sword Dao Holy Land is also involved.

Because it is at the junction of the three holy places, the disciples of the other two holy places will also maintain the delicate relationship between the political balance here.

Continue walking east, which is the road to the Holy Land of Martial Arts.

Looking at the direction pointed by the map in his hand, Tang Ming took a deep breath.

In the past few months of traveling, I have managed to get rid of many followers, and then I finally arrived at my destination.

"Master, judging from your tired appearance, is this your first time in our Luoyang City?"

After a long journey, Tang Ming's clothes were in a mess. The haggard beard on his face highlighted his maturity. The bamboo hat on his head to protect him from the sun added to his weathered temperament.

"You can tell by his temperament that he is a monk. I don't know which sect he belongs to. He might be acquainted with the distinguished guests of our Wan'an Building."

The meaning of the tea bag holding the sign is also very obvious. Many monks are not talented enough and can only stop and condense their energy in their lifetime, so they choose to enjoy life while they are alive.

Tang Ming just glanced at him coldly, then took out a bunch of money and said coldly: "Lead the way, and don't ask anything else!"

The bartender who accepted the money also knew that the other party was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

"Okay, I'll ask you to lead the way."

Wan'an Building.

This place is the most prosperous place in Luoyang City, and the people who can come here are all wealthy nobles, as well as some monks in the Qi Condensation stage.

The moment he stepped into the store, Tang Ming felt countless gazes coming from his body, including many monks who were in the realm of Tongmai.

It is not difficult to guess from their clothes that they are disciples of a certain holy land.

"is it him?"

"It's not like that, but you need to pay a little attention. The Holy Son will come to Luoyang City soon. Before that, be sure not to let other forces know about it."

Although the voice of the other party was very low, Tang Ming still heard it.

Have you found this place yet?

"Hey, Sir, do you know anyone in our Wan'an Building?" A fair-skinned and beautiful middle-aged woman walked up from the crowd. Her charming eyes looked at Tang Ming, wanting to You can see something famous in him.

As the madam of Wan'an Building, she has already been able to tell at a glance what the men here want.

From Tang Ming's emotionless eyes, it is easy to guess that the other party has no thoughts on women at all.

So it is not difficult to know that this person is definitely here for the first time.

And it is not difficult to tell from his posture, words and deeds that he is a monk with a high level of cultivation, at least much better than those Qi Condensation monks who spend time here every day.

"Master, I see you are a bit unfamiliar. Is this your first time in our Wan'an Building?"

While talking, the madam didn't forget to fill the cup with tea.

"There is an unwritten rule in our Wan'an Building, that is, every guest who comes to stay here needs to have a young lady accompany him."

After hearing this, Tang Ming's eyebrows moved slightly, but the expression on his face remained calm.

Before he could refuse, several beautiful women came, each with their own merits and in line with the tastes of many monks.

It's no wonder that many people choose to live life here. If they don't have a little determination, they may choose to sink into this gentle countryside.

"My lord, which one do you like?" The madam's charming eyes teased.

"If you want to have them all, that's not impossible."

Tang Ming took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing a slightly weathered face and said, then pointed to the maid who was squatting on the ground mopping the floor and said, "Just her."

Each of these women is a pink skeleton who can eat them up and wipe them clean. They are afraid that they will not have any pants left the next day when they just stay in the store.

The madam glanced at the maid who had just been sold here, with a hint of embarrassment on her face.

"This girl is not even ten years old yet, so she can't accept guests at all..."

Before she could finish speaking, Tang Ming took out a fine spiritual stone.

"Is that enough?"

Looking at the slightly shining spiritual stone, the Madam's eyes also showed a bit of surprise.

Although spirit stones are not common in Luoyang City, this kind of spirit stone with almost no impurities can be said to be extremely rare. If you are not a disciple of the sect, it is difficult to have such a fine spirit stone.

At the same time, it also shows that there is a high possibility that Tang Ming is a disciple of a certain Holy Land behind him.

After accepting the spirit stone, the madam also said very wisely: "You have fun, just tell me if anything happens, and I will find someone to deal with it."

After the words fell, the madam closed the door. After all, many monks also liked to say this.

In the dim room, a thin body was huddled at the corner of the wall. From her fearful eyes, it was easy to see that she wanted to leave here now.

However, how many people can escape from Wan'an Building? From what the Madam just said, it is easy to tell that even if this maid dies in the room, no one will care.

If you choose to escape, your fate will probably be worse than death.

"What's your name?" Tang Ming asked.

"I...my name is Qing'er..." Her voice was slightly trembling. Even though she was still scared inside, she still said her name.

If you don't serve the guests well, you won't be able to eat the next meal, and you will be hungry and doing the laundry alone.

Looking at that aggrieved and timid face, Tang Ming's pupils suddenly shrank.

Because this Qing'er is the little girl who was once saved in Qingyun City.

"You are not in Qingyun City, why are you here?"

Qing'er shook her head, with endless grievance on her face.

"I was sold here by my relatives. They took the money and left. They didn't use the money to bury my parents at all."

Hearing this, Tang Ming felt a flash of guilt in his heart. If he had not gone to Qingyun City, maybe this girl would never have suffered like this.

"Don't worry, I will help you redeem your life, and then you can bury your parents."

This is the last thing Tang Ming can do, because next he needs to go to the Martial Arts Holy Land and has no time to go to Qingyun City.

After hearing this, Qing'er had joy on her face.

"Really? Thank you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound from Wan'an Building.

"Everyone, listen, our Swordsman Holy Land has discovered traces of Tang Ming. Now we ask you to stand still and don't move. Otherwise, you will have to die here!"