Gu Daojun didn’t know that, in the entire imperial city, advertisements for martial arts conferences were already overwhelming.

From TV, radio, advertising space to flashing screen advertisements on various APPs, advertisements at martial arts conferences are like omnipresent.

All places where advertisements that may appear are covered by them.

"I'm really brave to hold a martial arts conference at this time."

Liu Huai dressed like a Taoist priest, listened to the radio on the taxi, and was not afraid that the people in the ninth game would find him at all.

This time he came from the net.

After all, he is a descendant of a famous family, so it is inappropriate to always hide like this.

"Master, I changed my mind. Let's go to the place where the advertisement is mentioned, and we will join in the fun."

The master was not polite at all:

"It's your business to join in the fun, but I'm talking about it, the mileage you've already run cannot be reduced by a penny."

"Uh...Don't worry, you can just drive it, you won't lose money."

Seeing Liu Huai responded, the driver nodded and said:

"Okay, but I remind you that the way to get here will probably be very congested?"

“How blocked?”

Liu Huai leaned against the car door and looked at the scenery of the imperial city and asked.

"In Europe, you drive for two hours, you can drive from one country to another, but in the imperial capital, you may not be able to drive for two hours, even a kilometer."

How much traffic is in the imperial capital, who knows who is blocking it.

As a man who has been in the imperial capital for twenty years, the driver said that the traffic jam in the imperial capital was definitely sad and those who saw it were crying.

"Yeah?"

Liu Huai smiled. He didn't want to wait for so long.

He threw the copper coins in his hand upwards, and three Hongwu Tongbaos kept spinning in the sky and then fell into Liu Huai's hands.

After looking at the hexagram of the copper coins in his hand, Liu Huai said:

"So let's go as I said, and go left at the next intersection."

"Okay, you can drive wherever you say, but you can't lose money."

The driver looked at Liu Huai through the rearview mirror and reminded him again.

"Don't think that you're dressed like a monk, I won't charge you any money. Today I've met several scammers. They are all sent to the police station by me now. Don't fool me."

Faced with the driver's enthusiastic reminder, Liu Huai's smile froze and said, "Uh... don't worry, there will be no missing."

"Next the intersection to the right."

"good!"

Although the driver couldn't figure out what the guest sitting behind was thinking, he still drove in the direction the guest behind said.

After all, the client is God.

At the beginning, the driver did not see where Liu Huai wanted to go.

I just feel that the driving was very smooth this time, basically all the green lights, and there is no congestion at all.

But as he got closer and closer to the place where Liu Huai said he was going, the driver suddenly realized that the guest behind him was choosing his own way to the stadium.

The driver looked at Liu Huai through the rearview mirror and wanted to know how the guest knew which road was not blocked.

But the young man behind him who was in control of everything had never read any software. He just kept throwing the copper coins in his hand. Every time he turned a crossroad, he would throw them again and accurately report the next road.

The driver thoughtfully: Tomorrow is the day of the Empire Conference. It is said that all the monks in the world will gather in the imperial city. Could it be that the young man behind him is really a monk?

Or a fortune teller?

Thinking of this, the driver couldn't help but speak:

"Sir, you are a monk."

"Oh, you think I am, you think I am not."

"I think you are."

Liu Huai shook his head and said to himself: It’s human heart. I just kept urging him not to forget to pay, but now I even use respectful words.

"Oh, then just think I am."

"Will there be many imperial cities like you?"

"Now it's about 10,000, but in the future, maybe the whole city will be a monk. Okay, my place is here, let's park it."

After stopping the car, the driver glanced at Liu Huai again, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Sir, I don't want money anymore. Can you leave me a divination?"

Liu Huai, who got out of the car, patted a red imperial currency on the driver's shoulder and said:

"Get the money."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

The driver picked up the money and shouted at Liu Huai:

"This is half missing."

Liu Huai waved his hand without looking back:

"What's less is the hexagram you paid."

Hexagram money?

But you didn't tell me the fortunes?

The driver looked at the 100 yuan imperial currency in his hand again, but found a comment written on the back of the 100 yuan: The life span is still a hundred years old, who can do this with such talent?

"Sir, what does this mean?"

But when the driver looked up, he found that his passenger had lost his tracks.

Liu Huai had arrived at the entrance of the event venue at this time.

He looked up at the huge wooden plaque and curled his lips and said, "Rich rich, rich."

Looking along the field of view, at the entrance of the venue were hundreds of practitioners.

The Empire Conference is about to begin, and the imperial city is now full of monks from Jiuzhou.

Not everyone has the opportunity to participate in the Imperial Conference, but everyone is willing to join in the fun.

Shaolin, Wudang and the masters of the Tianshi Mansion naturally did not come here. Most of them were preparing for tomorrow's imperial meeting, but the juniors they brought out had nothing to do, so they joined in the fun together.

"Tsk tsk, Shaolin and Wudang people? I don't know if the Taoist Master Wang who kicked Chen Feng's coffin last time came, so I'll make a divination?"

Liu Huai was a little interested, but after touching the Hongwu Tongbao in his hand, he still put away the idea.

"Forget it, things cannot be settled."

After putting away the Hongwu Tongbao in his hand, Liu Huai walked towards the crowd with his hands behind his back.

The martial arts conference also learned Antarctic Penguin Communication. A dumbbell weighing 500 kilograms was placed outside the door, and anyone who lifted it could go in.

This is considered to eliminate some idle people.

Liu Huai felt the martial arts aura on the people around him, and was basically not too strong. He felt that there were people from all kinds of sects here.

During Chen Feng's battle, he basically met 99% of the world's cultivators.

Their skills can be felt roughly.

But there are exceptions, and there is a dark and unclear aura like a ghostly evil spirit mixed in it.

Liu Huai looked over with his eyes. He was a young man with an extremely ordinary appearance, and he was surrounded by a young woman in a cowboy style.

As if he noticed Liu Huai's gaze, Chen Ping raised his head and looked at Liu Huai.

There seemed to be countless ghosts roaring in his eyes.

It's like a wronged soul who is about to rush out of hell.

And the red chains on them tightly locked their bodies.

Chen Ping looked at Liu Huai.

A sensational power came from his eyes.

Liu Huai seemed to feel the roar of millions of wronged souls.

wrong!

Just as the strange phenomenon changed, an inexplicable Taoist seal flashed in Liu Huai's eyes.

All visions disappeared.

Liu Huai felt the power contained in it.
To be continued...