The old man's words made many monks' hearts slightly moved.

I thought that if the city gate was opened, everyone could enter and exit.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

Only qualified people can leave the city early.

"I don't know how to get out of the city early." Someone asked.

"The method is simple."

The old man smiled playfully and sat back on the rattan chair.

"As long as I serve me well, I can get the token of exiting the city. When choosing people, I do not depend on my cultivation talent, but on fate."

"As long as I have a destiny to you and I like you, I can let you go out of the city."

"As for how to determine fate, it's simple. My interest is to eat!"

"I have had a great wish to eat all kinds of delicacies and delicacies all over the world. Of course, there are those I like and those I hate. So next, as long as you can find the delicacies I love the most, I will give you the token."

"eat?"

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the old man's request was so weird!

This guy looks like a monk, but he actually uses such nonsensical things to test the cultivators.

If you ask the cultivators to compete, or refine alchemy, or the like, it is not reasonable.

But let's find you something to eat?

No one has ever had contact with you, and I don’t even know if you are a human or something, but what do you know what you like!

"As long as I can find my favorite food, not only you, but even the monks who come here with you can leave. This result will be good." The old man smiled.

"How do we know, are you talking about it true, or are you playing tricks on us?" said the prince of the Jiao clan frowned.

“Look at this”

The old man fumbled in his dirty pocket for a moment, took out a token, and showed it to everyone with pride.

Everyone noticed that the token had the word Yichun written on it.

Many people looked a little weird.

After wandering around this big city for a long time, someone knows that this Yichunyuan is a place where the place is a place of Fengyue.

What is this old man doing with this thing?

"Ahem, this is from Yichunyuan, I got it wrong."

The old man suddenly realized something, and coughed awkwardly, quickly putting the thing away.

Then he found another token.

"Oh, this is not the case, this is from Cuihonglou, well, this is."

This time, the old man finally made sure, took out a token and showed it to everyone proudly.

This time, the monk's pupils shrank, and the token said the word "City Lord".

"Are you the lord of this place?" someone shouted.

Some monks have also speculated that there should be responsible people in this big city and have also searched for it, but they did not expect that the city lord here is this unpretentious old man.

"Haha, it's easy to say, the plaque of the mansion fell before and was too lazy to repair it."

The old man smiled slightly and waved his hand.

A breeze blew, and in front of the mansion, an upside-down plaque turned over, blowing away the thick dust on it, and immediately revealing the three words "The City Lord's Mansion".

After an uproar, the cultivators realized why the old man was completely different from others.

"Of course, I won't let you work in vain. If you can satisfy me, there will be benefits."

As he said that, the old man waved his hand and a statue appeared behind him.

The moment I saw the black statue of the little man sitting cross-legged, even Qin Cheng's expression changed.


Chapter completed!