"Don't get too close to him, so as not to be implicated. Pay attention to your own safety when gossiping." Xuan Mo kindly reminded.

Zhen Yan nodded repeatedly: "I understand. Don't worry, uncle, I will not let myself be in danger. Moreover, I don't have to inquire about Xuanyuan Ming's news by myself, and I can know what he did."

Xuan Mo stared at Zhen Yan and smiled like a fox. He understood that this person's identity was not simple, but he was probably a descendant of a senior member of Taiyi Sect. Otherwise, he would not have known that Xuanyuan Ming had been paid attention to by the senior executives of Taiyi Sect.

Xuan Mo: "Who is your elder?"

Zhen Yan: "My great-grandfather is Ruiyang Daojun."

"Ruiyang Daojun?" Xuan Mo was surprised, "You really don't look like you. You can't have genetic mutations, right?"

Zhen Yan: "What is the gene?"

Xuan Mo: "It's difficult to explain this. Anyway, you don't look like Zhenjun Ruiyang at all."

Zhen Yan laughed, "Where is not like it? I like gossip and criticize like my great-grandfather. My great-grandfather looked serious on the surface, but actually he loved to listen to gossip."

Xuan Mo: "I didn't see this."

When the two walked out of the crowd, Xuan Mo stopped, jumped onto a big tree, sat down on the branches, and looked down.

The big tree is not far from Dou Zhirou's stall, and you can see Xuanyuan Ming without using your spiritual sense. However, you can't see or hear what Xuanyuan Ming bought or said.

Zhen Yan wanted to release his spiritual consciousness, but after thinking about it, he carefully dispelled this idea.

Although his cultivation level is higher than that of Xuanyuan Ming, Xuanyuan Ming is an extraordinary person. He is afraid that his spiritual consciousness will be noticed.

Master Xuan Mo doesn’t have to be afraid. His spiritual sense is too strong than Xuanyuan Ming, so Xuanyuan Ming can’t find his spiritual sense at all.

Through his spiritual sense, Xuan Mo saw Xuanyuan Ming picking up a magic weapon like a comb from Dou Zhirou's stall. The comb looks exquisitely crafted and has beautiful gems inlaid on it. It is not a magic weapon, but also an exquisite jewelry.

"I bought this comb."

Before Xuanyuan Ming could pay, someone snatched something from Xuanyuan Ming.

Xuanyuan Ming looked up and saw a man and woman walking over. The girl's eyes fell on the comb, looking like she liked it very much.

The man who called out was arrogant and was wearing clothes from his disciples who had witnessed the Sage.

"I bought this comb, how much does it cost?" the man asked Dou Zhirou.

Dou Zhirou's eyes turned and a comb was reported: "One hundred low-grade spirit stones."

When Xuanyuan Ming heard this number, his attitude was stolen by a man and his bad mood improved a little. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and showed an admiring smile to Dou Zhirou.

Dou Zhirou couldn't help but blush when she saw this smile.

A feeling of being so charming in her heart suddenly arose in her heart, which is more charming than Chu Yihua beside her.

When Chu Yihua saw this scene, she couldn't help but frowned, but said nothing. He was confident in his relationship with Dou Zhirou.

"One hundred low-grade spirit stones? Why don't you grab it? Just such a low-grade magic weapon, where is it worth one hundred low-grade spirit stones?" the man shouted. Although he is not short of spirit stones, he is not a sucker. He spent one hundred low-grade spirit stones just to buy such a low-grade magic weapon that is not useful.

Dou Zhirou glanced at the man and said, "If you think it's expensive, you can't buy it."

So what about the personal disciples of Jianshi Sect? I am still a personal disciple of Wuchang Sect. That is, I only went out to set up a street stall and did not wear the personal disciples who showed their identity.

The man snorted, looked at the girl beside him, gritted his teeth, and was about to take out the spirit stone.

The girl reluctantly retracted her gaze and said to the man: "Forget it, senior brother, don't buy it."

Senior Brother: "It's rare that you like it."

The girl: "I just think the appearance of this comb is pretty good. I just don't want to buy it. But I don't want my senior brother to spend money in vain. Since that's the case, it's better to buy an ordinary comb."

Senior Brother: "The senior brother will make you one with your own hands."

Girl: "Then thank you, senior brother."

The girl withdrew her gaze from the comb and circled around Xuanyuan Ming. Her eyes were also arrogant, which made Xuanyuan Ming uncomfortable to look at her.

Xuanyuan Ming tightened the comb in his hand, thinking that even if he ruined the comb, he would not give it to this girl.

The girl and the man left like this, which disappointed both Xuan Mo and Zhen Yan.

"There was no fight." Zhen Yan was disappointed. Although he couldn't hear what they said, he could guess what happened between the people after the interaction. He thought they would come to a fierce bidding or quarrel or fight for goods, but it ended like that.

The climax of the show was almost coming, but it ended abruptly, which made the audience particularly awkward.

Xuan Mo nodded, feeling the same as Zhen Yan, and feeling it was a pity, but it was not satisfying.

Xuanyuan Ming and the others left without seeing each other, turned around and asked Dou Zhirou: "Does this comb really cost 100 low-grade spirit stones?"

Dou Zhirou had a good impression of the boy in front of her and smiled and said, "Two low-grade spirit stones, you can take them away."

Originally, it was priced at four, but who told her to like this young man?

Xuanyuan Ming took out two low-grade spirit stones, gave them to Dou Zhirou, and smiled and said, "I am Xuanyuan Ming, a disciple of Taiyi."

Dou Zhirou responded with a smile: "I am Dou Zhirou, a disciple of the Wuchang Sect."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, and there seemed to be something more in the middle.

Chu Yihua pulled Dou Zhirou behind him unhappily. Xuanyuan Ming glanced at Chu Yihua, returned to a cold expression on his face, and turned around and left.

After he left, Chu Yihua said unhappily to Dou Zhiru: "Xiaorou, why do you smile so sweetly at that person?"

Dou Zhirou showed a very sweet smile to Chu Yihua: "I smiled sweeter to you."

In this way, Chu Yihua was comforted by Dou Zhirou.

Xuan Mo said to Zhen Yan: "Let's go, there's no good show."

Zhen Yan and Xuan Mo jumped off the tree in disappointment. The two of them were no longer in the mood to go shopping in the market, so they returned to the Taiyi Gate station together.

A month passed in a blink of an eye, and the Xiaoyun Competition, the biggest event on Xiaoyun Continent, began.

In this competition, not only various sects will send people to participate, but the casual cultivators also actively participated. In the first half of the month, the casual cultivators will compete for the qualification to enter the rematch. The seed players of each sect do not need to participate and enter the rematch directly.

During this period, Xuan Mo has been hiding with Zhen Yan and learned a lot of information about the contestants from Zhen Yan.

I really don’t know where this kid came from. There are no one who can’t name those casual cultivators who participated in the competition.
Chapter completed!