"Ah, how beautiful the world is, how fresh the air is..."

Gongliang was kicked back to the base by a knife. Seeing the vast sky, the air was so beautiful. Suddenly, he wanted to sing a song, recite a passage, and recite a poem.

But after thinking about it, he found that he couldn't remember anything about his mood and scene at this moment.

After thinking about it carefully, he finally found a poem that was more in line with the current scene and couldn't help but recite it emotionally.

"Ah! The white clouds in the sky

You're so white

Really, very white

Very white, very very white

It's very white, extremely white, terrible, so utterly silly! Ah..."

Migu sat on Dad's shoulder, tilting his little head to look at Dad, but he didn't know what Dad was saying. Yuan Genggu stood beside him, feeling a little sleepy when he heard it.

In the past few days, Gongliang was in the temple, except for practicing drums, and he prepared food and drinks, and Laza was also dealt with in the temple, and he didn't even have time to go out of the temple to move. The two guys also suffered with him, and Elder Daomeng was by his side, so they couldn't even sleep peacefully.

When he finally came out today, Gongliang wanted to take them to relax and see if there were any good things on the market.

The festival is approaching, and the abortion on the streets of the inner city of the temple has not only not skyrocketed, but has begun to decline.

Because the temple had already been martial law a few days ago, and any Dongtu people were strictly prohibited from entering, and all the Dongtu people inside had to evacuate. By the last day, even the people from small and medium-sized tribes had to leave without leaving.

Some tribes are now preparing for the festival.

Therefore, the abortion naturally decreased, not as lively as before, but there were still many people setting up stalls.

Gongliang started to walk to the end from the South Street at the city gate and suddenly found a good thing, that is peach.

The Aoribu uses peach trees as its ancestor god and uses peach trees as its weapons. The peaches in the Aoribu are also peaches. The peaches in the Aoribu are different from other places. They are fresh, juicy and tender, and are super large and very delicious. When Gongliang walked over, he saw a Aoribu man who sold peaches.

There are two types of peaches in Buribe, one is the spiritual peach with misty spiritual energy, and the other is the ordinary peach.

In Buri, even ordinary peaches are not as good as the spiritual fruit tastes of the Great Wilderness tribes.

There were only some small peaches planted in Gongliang's space, and they had not yet grown ripe. So after seeing the spiritual peaches from Buribe, I exchanged some with crystal spiritual salt, and then took a big spiritual peach with Migu, Yuangenggan, and walked forward while eating.

The little guy from Migu bit the peaches in big mouthfuls. He was so uncomfortable that he splattered the peach juice and flew to Gongliang's face.

Walking further, Gongliang saw a vigorous gourd on a stall.

The gourd vines are dug up and the soil and kept in a stone pot, and they are still full of vitality.

However, when it was dug out, it was inevitable that the roots would be damaged. The leaves on them could not be supplied with moisture and drooped. Gongliang looked at it and found that the gourd vine was actually a spiritual species, and a faint spiritual energy was floating between the leaves. There were three small gourds as big as fingers hanging on the vine, shaped like jade, green and dripping, very charming.

Gongliang fell in love with it as soon as he saw it.

So he stepped forward and asked, "How do you change this gourd?"

The strong man who set up a stall obviously knew Gongliang. When he heard his question, he immediately said enthusiastically: "Empress, you can take it away with only five divine coins."

Before Gongliang could speak, a thin middle-aged man who set up a stall next to him cursed: "You are crazy. If you dare to ask Dayan to use five god coins, it will not be worth the price if you sell you."

When the strong man heard his words, he said weakly: "Then...then you need three god coins."

When the thin middle-aged man heard this, he suddenly glared at him and was about to speak.

Gongliang shook his hand and took out three Great Wilderness God Coins for him.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The strong man thanked him thanked him very much, and even refused the animal skin on the stall, so he ran out directly.

The thin middle-aged man looked at the back of the strong man leaving, opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but in the end he still didn't make a sound.

In the Great Wilderness, the upper part is the power of heaven, and a thought determines life and death. He has set up stalls in temples for many years, and has seen too many people who do not know how to choose. In the end, there are many people who die. What's more, the gods are now worth no more than three gods. One is enough. It would be fine if he spoke so loudly, but it would be amazing if he had the intention.

"well..."

The thin middle-aged man sighed and had just reminded that it was his business if he didn't listen.

Gongliang put away the gourd and said to the thin middle-aged man: "Thank you just now."

"You are polite, it's all right. Besides, it's just a wild thing dug out in the corners of the mountain. It's really not worth five god coins." said the thin middle-aged man.

Gongliang nodded and looked at him, with some rune bones and various animal bones on it.

"You have a lot of runes."

The thin middle-aged man said modestly: "It's all ordinary things. How can the upper emblem be attracted to you? It's a white thorn that Xiaobu picked up in the mountains a few days ago. You might as well take a look at it."

As he said that, the thin middle-aged man pulled out a white thorn from under the skin of the beast next to him.

Gongliang took the Bai Hao thorn and saw that the thorn was sharp, the moon was white, the middle was dark, and the whole body emitted a stern cold light. Slightly turned, under the light, Gongliang suddenly realized that a mysterious spiritual pattern appeared on the Bai Hao thorn.

It's indeed extraordinary.

If something like this is a congenital spiritual pattern, it will be a little sacrificed and refined, and it will be the spiritual weapon mentioned by the Dongtu people, and there is also the possibility of advancement.

For things like the spiritual pattern treasure armor that are refined by the natural world, it will be much more difficult to advance in the future.

After looking at it, Gongliang loved Bai Haota very much and asked, "How to change it?"

"Your Majesty can give you some spiritual salt, otherwise the spirit stones can do it." The thin middle-aged man said respectfully.

Gongliang glanced at him and threw out a Dahuang divine coin.

The thin middle-aged man hurriedly caught it, but he said anxiously as if holding a hot potato, "The envoy, how can this little thing be worth a divine coin? Please take the envoy back the divine coin. The small ministry really dare not accept it."

"I want everything here." Gongliang waved his hand.

"Thank you, thank you."

When the lean middle-aged man heard this, he thanked him very much, and then began to pack everything on the stall and took out a handful of white thorns from the animal skin he sat down. He gave them all to Gongliang regardless of whether it was useful or not.

Gongliang took the things he had packed, but he didn't even look at them and left.

The thin middle-aged man wrapped the god coins layer by layer and stuffed them into his arms. He looked around carefully and hurriedly ran out of the city.

The divine coins are precious and can be more reflected in some middle and lower tribes or Mangye tribes. For example, the divine coins that Gongliang has exchanged now, if these people bring back to the tribe, they will receive a large amount of rewards, whether they are middle and lower tribes or anywhere. If they are among the lower tribes and Mangye tribes, the divine coins can gain a brilliant position in the tribe, or they may be the tribe leader.

Although the temple has recently sprinkled a lot of god coins from the Great Wilderness, these god coins are almost treasured by the elites who came on stage to compete, and are not as freely as Gongliang.

So, the people who set up the stalls next to him are now looking at him like fools.

But Gongliang was conscious of nothing and was still wandering around the streets comfortably.
Chapter completed!