In the holy city, in the palace of the city lord.
Li Xiaobai was roaming in the bathhouse and picked up a lot of wool from the first battlefield, feeling very happy.
"Little You Li's bathhouse is really comfortable. After soaking for two days in a row, the spiritual energy in his body increased as fast as a month of hard training. This kind of existence is better than the spiritual springs of those famous sects."
"If such a bathhouse is built in the sect, I am afraid that within a hundred years we will be able to gain a firm foothold in the Fairy Continent and join the ranks of the top forces."
Song Que was full of praise for Bathhouse in the past two days. The spiritual power in his body increased significantly. This feeling of rapid improvement in cultivation made him feel like he was back to his youth. At that time, he was a genius, and practicing was like eating and drinking. As simple as that, but later on, every step of improvement required a huge price.
Now this opportunity to improve his cultivation level for free made him feel unreal.
There are actually such magical treasures in this world!
"Haha, if senior likes it, I will build a bathhouse specifically for him in the future. It will definitely be better than the one here."
Li Xiaobai chuckled.
The speed at which Tang Neng's first-level cultivation can be improved depends on the simplicity of the bathhouse. The simpler the bathhouse is, the worse the effect will be. On the contrary, the more magnificent the bathhouse is, the better the spiritual power will be in the monk's body. It's growing like a rocket.
"This bathhouse is good. It won't be troublesome to get one for the old beggar later. Let's build it in the Holy Demon Sect."
The old beggar also came forward with a smile on his face, his expression somewhat vulgar.
"Old man Bu Ya Bi Lian, a being like you who has no martial ethics, how can you have the face to ask for a bathhouse?"
"Little You Li's bathhouse was built for me. It's not your responsibility, so get out of here!"
A flash of anger flashed in Song Que's eyes, and he snorted coldly.
"Haha, Old Song, which one of us is following the other? It's just a bathhouse. Since you want it, the old beggar will give it to you as a favor!"
The old beggar waved his hand and said very generously.
Song Que's nose was so angry that he was so angry that the bathhouse was given to him before it was even built.
Accepting someone else's love in vain, isn't this taking advantage of yourself?
"Report!"
"City Lord Mei and City Lord Wang are asking for a meeting outside the palace!"
Outside the hall, the monk who came to report said loudly that the frequency of reporting has been quite high recently, after all, it is a troubled time.
Li Xiaobai's eyes lit up.
"Haha, it seems that there is a problem with the store in the first battlefield. They can't find a solution, so they want to come to the Holy City to explore."
"Well, Mr. Li is very good at knowing things. Please invite the two city lords to come in and talk!"
Yang Guang is also in a good mood and can defeat the first and second battlefields. This scene is rare.
"You are all very happy, but now that Roshan is about to recover, are you slacking off a little bit?"
At the door, Mei Changqing and Wang Guan walked in slowly, and the sight in front of them made them frown.
The steaming heat, the comfortable bathhouse, and the entire meeting hall have changed. The solemnity and tenseness of the past few days are all gone now, only salted fish and laziness remain.
"It turns out that City Lord Mei is here. We are not slacking off. I believe you two have heard some rumors about the Holy City. We are practicing non-stop."
Yang Guang said with a smile.
"Haha, this city lord has indeed heard that the Holy City has completely changed. Now it seems that it has indeed changed. It has become lazy, and its edges have been smoothed by the colorful world."
Mei Changqing sneered.
"The Bathhouse and Hua Zi, this city lord believes that they are essentially harmful substances to monks. On the surface, they can indeed improve the monks' cultivation, but over time, the monks will develop a strong sense of dependence on them. If they are used in the future, The supply exceeds the demand, do the monks still want to practice or go to the battlefield?"
"Tang Neng Yipin and BESTORE are subtly eroding the fighting spirit of the monks and simplifying the way for monks to improve their cultivation step by step. Mr. Li's move is to monopolize the cultivation market of all monks. From now on, the monks will only want to If you practice, you will definitely find him to buy the corresponding resources."
"Young Master Li is very calculating, but it's a pity that this city lord saw through your purpose at a glance. The reason why I came here today is for the formula. The formula of such an important thing must not be in the hands of someone with evil intentions like you."
Mei Changqing spoke at length, and without any explanation, she labeled Li Xiaobai as someone who was trying to weaken the monk's will.
"What are you talking about, Lord Mei City? I am thinking about the monks in the world. Both Huazi and the bathhouse are built to enhance the strength of the monks so that they can deal with Roshan more calmly on the battlefield."
"With such resources, City Lord Mei is not only not grateful, but bites back. I really don't know what his intentions are."
"The monks have slacked off and their edges have been smoothed. Shouldn't this be the city master's review? If there is a problem with the will of his subordinates, it is naturally the city master's failure to discipline them. City Master Mei shouldn't understand this, right?"
Li Xiaobai narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly.
This Mei Changqing is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She actually wants her own formula as soon as she comes up. It is simply an act of banditry and too overbearing.
"My city lord's subordinates will naturally teach them a lesson. However, this holy city is the core of the border, and it has established such a place to play and lose one's spirit. As the city lord of the first battlefield, I must not sit idly by and do nothing. Today, Mr. Li has no choice but to pay homage." Once the formula is produced, there is no other way.”
Mei Changqing said slowly.
The Wang Guan on the side showed his sharpness in cooperation, and powerful pressure swept through him. This was the unique aura of the peak monks in the Mahayana period.
His cultivation level is much weaker than that of Mei Changqing, but he is still a top-notch existence.
"Who are you with?"
"It's not easy to be arrogant here!"
"Made, the old beggar didn't even get the formula, but you two young men came to grab it. You can't shake Bilian!"
In the bathhouse, the same two shocking auras shot straight into the sky. Song Que and the old beggar's eyes flashed with dazzling light, staring directly at the two people in front of them.
In just a moment, Wang Guan felt as if his body was pressed against a 10,000-ton cliff, unable to move.
A flash of fear flashed in his eyes. His attention had just been on Yang Guang and Li Xiaobai, and he hadn't noticed that there were actually two true gods sitting in the corner of the pool!
"It's you, how did you get out of trouble? You should be trapped deep in the border at this moment!"
"Who, who went to the border, who released you!"
Mei Changqing stirred up a storm in his heart. It was he who personally imprisoned the old man Tianwu in the depths of the border, and suppressed him with force. There was no way he could escape on his own.
At this moment, he was actually sitting in the bathhouse of the Holy City, looking at himself with a smile!
A creepy feeling swept through my body...
