Chapter 57

Jun Wuxie was silent for a long time.

I thought that everyone would pay to buy some quasi spiritual materials to repair the door.

As a result, one or two were poorer than him.

There are only hundreds of thousands of gold left in the card.

It's impossible to repair with quasi spiritual materials, but ordinary materials are more than enough.

After looking at the weather, it's still early. The wine Lord treated Yueyao. He doesn't know when to finish it. He can just go to the city to buy materials.

Otherwise, I'll be hungry today.

I haven't had lunch yet.

"Go, go shopping in the city, do you want to go?"

He stood up and said to the two guys.

The little Taoist priest and the little monk suddenly brightened their eyes, rolled up and said, "the eldest martial brother is worthy of being the eldest martial brother. He is really young and rich!"

The little monk even came to Jun Wuye's ear and said, "elder martial brother, how much deposit do you have?"

"What do you want to do?"

Jun looked at him defensively.

"I want to buy two sets of clothes."

……

The three went down the mountain and went all the way to the capital.

When I got to the city, I became the focus all the way.

A Taoist priest and a monk are really conspicuous.

In the southern regions, monks are rarely seen, and rare things are more expensive.

In particular, the monk's clothes are like rags, black and dirty.

Jun Wuye wants to tell passers-by that he doesn't know this guy.

What a shame.

I'm not afraid of wearing rags. Can I wash it?

"Shopkeeper, I want some nails."

"No."

The shopkeeper waved away.

"What do you mean? Isn't that?"

Jun Wuxie asked, pointing to the nail in the container.

"Young master, to tell you the truth, you are now a celebrity in our capital. Who dares to sell things to you!"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and told the reason under Jun Wuxie's inquiry.

"Bu family, Muyang family?"

"Yes, now every shop in the city has received your portrait. The two families said that no one is allowed to do your business. We have no way. Please go quickly."

"Elder martial brother, have you offended others?"

"Elder martial brother, what about my clothes?"

Jun Wuxie:

They searched all over the city and found dozens of shops. Without exception, they refused to do business when they saw him.

We can't buy the materials to repair the door, and we can't buy firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Bu family and Muyang family are really cruel.

This is to make him unable to survive in the capital.

"Elder martial brother, what should I do now?"

The empty little monk looked at his ragged monk's clothes.

"What are you worried about? If these small stores don't sell to us, can't we go to the big stores?" Jun Wuye was very confident and said, "come with me!"

Two guys followed him all the way to Tianjing building.

"Here? Tianjing building?" the little Taoist looked at you suspiciously: "does Tianjing building sell firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea?"

"I say there is."

Jun Wuxie swaggered in and showed the gold VIP card directly.

Suddenly, all the managers here were alarmed.

No one in the whole capital can hold this card except the royal family and Dahe sword sect.

Gold card is the highest level of VIP that they can handle in the capital sub building!

Even the four aristocratic families in the capital are not qualified to hold it.

"Hello, what do you need to buy?"

The steward received him personally, and his attitude was very polite.

"Give me 100 Jin of nails for repairing the house, 500 Jin of high-quality rice, 10 bottles of soy sauce, 100 Jin of fatty oil and five bags of salt. Um... Ten old hens, 200 eggs, 30 chicks, 10 jin of pork, tomatoes, celery and mushrooms..."

The steward was stunned and stared at him, and the muscles on his face twitched.

"There are also window paper, seats, quilts, blankets, pots and pans..." Jun Wuye said the needs one by one. Finally, he pointed to the empty little monk and said, "finally, according to his size, three sets of clothes, trousers and shoes inside and outside."

Everyone around was stunned.

Someone went to Tianjing building to buy these things. Is Tianjing building a vegetable market?

"Childe..." the steward smiled bitterly and said, "we Tianjing building, really don't have these things..."

"Why, are you afraid I can't give you money?" Jun Wuxie glanced sideways at the steward, shook the gold card in his hand and said: "when the first floor lord Tianxuan gave me the gold card..."

"Yes! Yes!"

The sweat on the steward's face came down in an instant.

Tianxuanyi!

That's the first landlord of Tianjing building in their capital.

The young man's VIP card was sent out by a landlord himself.

If you neglect, you'll get it.

"Young master, wait a minute. I'll send someone to prepare for you."

The steward immediately ordered him to go down, and then accompanied him with a smiling face to guard by Jun Wuxie's side.

The little Taoist priest and the little monk were stunned at this scene.

Elder martial brother is the golden VIP of Tianjing building?

It's really young and gold, deep!

Tianjing building is very efficient.

In less than half an hour, all the things you need are ready.

It was full of two carriages.

"How much is it?"

The steward said with a smile: "no, these are given to the childe by Tianjing building."

"Why, I'm afraid I can't afford it?"

"No, that's not what I mean." the steward said with a wry smile, "three hundred gold in total."

"Swipe card!"

Jun Wuye handed over the gold coin card with great pride.

The corner of the steward's mouth could not help twitching twice, drew 300 gold and said with a smile: "young master, please walk slowly and come often in the future."

"Elder martial brother, you may be the first in history to buy these in Tianjing building!"

Although the little Taoist priest and the little monk are speechless, they are very proud and feel very criticized.

"Let's go."

They drove the carriage to the outside of the city. Along the way, the sound of chickens sounded in the carriage, which attracted the attention of pedestrians on the road.

Walking, the carriage driven by the little Taoist suddenly stopped.

"What's going on?"

After the carriage driven by Jun Wuxie, he stood up and looked forward.

"Yo, didn't you want to join our Dahe sword sect, but you were driven out by our sect?"

Someone in front stopped the road and blocked the carriage. He was wearing the sect gate sword robe of Dahe sword sect. Looking at the sign on the sword robe, he was just a group of inner disciples.

"Go away!"

Jun Wuye's face became cold.

He is now very disgusted with the people of Dahe sword sect.

In the morning, he had shown his strength. Now these inner disciples dare to act wild in front of him. It's a matter of daily authority. It's really inflated!

"Get out? How?"

A seemingly leading inner disciple mocked: "is it like you rolling in the morning or how?"

"Well, elder martial brother, you forget that this genius is now a member of zongwang college. It's a head lantern training base, ha ha!"

"Do you want to die?"

Jun's innocent patience has reached its limit, especially when the other party talks about things with a lantern on his head, which makes his anger rush to his head in an instant.

"Death?" the leading inner disciple smiled coldly, "you'll all have to die in the life and death duel next year. Tut Tut, are the lanterns on the mountain road unique?"

"Well, there's also the female corpse on the sword tablet. Do you know who it is? It's the wife of the patriarch of your king's college. She has to be whipped when she dies, but you can only look at it. Do you think your king's college is a group of waste and cowards from top to bottom?"

"Elder martial brother, is this true?" the little Taoist's face was so gloomy that he burst out and drank: "kill them!"

As soon as he spoke, Jun Wuye had jumped up and immediately came to the leading inner disciple. He slapped his whole head and directly patted it off.

The crowd on both sides of the street immediately screamed.

"You... You dare to kill!"

The other inner disciples were stunned.

Over the years, although there has been constant friction between the two cases, there has been no life and death struggle except on the stage of life and death.

"No one left!"

Jun Wuxie said coldly to the little Taoist priest and the little monk.

"I see!"

The little Taoist rushed up, holding a shovel, one by one, and patted the inner disciples of Dahe sword sect so that their internal organs were sprayed out.

"Monks are merciful, Amitabha!"

The little monk rushed up with a Buddha's horn, swung a bowl and smashed it on his head.

These disciples in the sect didn't have the strength to fight back at all. In a moment, their heads burst out and they lay on the ground.

"Killed, the people of zongwang college killed!"

A disciple hiding in the last inner gate screamed and rushed into the crowd.

Unfortunately, before he escaped a few steps, he was caught up by Jun Wuxie and kicked off. After landing, his whole body folded in half and died suddenly.

"Go!"

Jun Wuxie jumped into the carriage and drove away.

He was worried that there was a high-level of Dahe sword sect in the city. If he caught up, he would be in trouble.