Chapter 889

Wushan was originally under the mountain forest beside the North Sea. It was the cave of Yanhe sage and the work of Yanhe sage.

Although the cave collapsed because of Ye Shengge's forced destruction, many monks later found the Wushan site underground and opened it up.

But before that it was an independent world, now it is just an underground world dug out by monks.

It's a big difference.

Moreover, after so many years of field work, there have been countless field trips to and from that world. Now in the fog mountain, I'm afraid there is nothing to look for.

Compared with the monks of the three religions, the wild monks will never let go of the magic weapons and other things.

They go in and out of a place like locusts, leaving nothing behind.

However, Li Fuyao still came. This is because although the things in the fog mountain have been found out for a long time, it has become a gathering place for field activities. There are a large number of field meetings here to exchange goods. Many treasures claimed to be found in the fog mountain are also in the textile market.

Although this is an underground world, it is still prosperous.

Unlike the monks of the three religions, the monks have no orthodoxy and naturally have no backing. They should be careful when they are alive. In such a gathering place, the whole world does not know how many, and they live in these dark places.

Only a few people can see the blue sky and white clouds.

But even the group of friars in the South China Sea could only leave when facing the saints.

After walking through the long underground passage, Li Fuyao spent a lot of demon pills on the way to the deep underground. Although the magic weapons and cultivation secret books are the most favorite things of the field practitioners, Li Fuyao is the only one who has demon pills.

Ye Shengge and Li Fuyao walk side by side in a not too spacious passage. Along the way, they can see a lot of rush repairs, but most of them don't pay attention to Li Fuyao and ye Shengge. Only a small part of them looks at them suspiciously.

Both of them are monks of the sea. Naturally, they have the ability to make people lose sight of their faces, but even so, such an air is not comparable to others.

Through the long underground passage, they came to the underground. As soon as they entered here, they could see countless night pearls inlaid on the top of their heads, making this place as if it were day.

In front of the eye, there are scattered buildings, and then further forward, there is a long paved road. On both sides of the road, there are many wild repair items.

Further away, some caves, some strong or weak breath, should be some camping places.

The road was very spacious, and could hold at least a dozen people walking side by side.

Some scattered field workers squat in front of some stalls and are bargaining with the stall owners, which is very similar to the common people buying vegetables in the secular world.

As a matter of fact, there is much more pyrotechnics in the wild cultivation than in the monks of the three religions.

Walking on this avenue, Li Fuyao slowed down. Instead of passing by one stall, he was chatting with ye Shengge.

"He's a man who likes to write letters. There must be something left, but I don't know if it will be destroyed."

"A man of letters?"

Looking at the distance, ye Shengge said, "he may really be the farthest person in this respect, but it is not necessary to place all his hopes on him."

Li Fuyao vomited, and then said with a smile, "it's just about doing everything."

Ye Shengge, with a hum, stops in front of a stall and looks at one of the wooden hairpins. The owner of the stall is an old monk. He is not in a high realm, but he is very old. He should be four or five hundred years old. He is in his twilight years. It seems that he will not live long.

His hair was gray, but there was no sense of vicissitudes in his eyes. He looked like a 20-year-old, still full of vitality.

Seeing Ye Sheng's song stop in front of him, he also noticed his eyes. The old monk said with a smile, "girl, you have good eyesight. This wooden hairpin is indeed the cheapest thing for me here."

The old monk talks interesting, but ye Shengge is not a girl who likes to joke, so she just looks at it and doesn't reply in a hurry.

But Li Fuyao quickly came over and asked with a smile, "how can I sell this wooden hairpin?"

The old monk glanced at Li Fuyao, unwilling to pay attention to the boy who could not see his face clearly.

"If this girl wants it, I will send the wooden hairpin out. If you buy it, eh The demon pill, young master, is really good. It would be better to change this wooden hairpin. " The old monk looked at the demon pill that Li Fuyao took out, and he was smiling.

Li Fuyao put the demon pill in the palm of the old monk's hand, then bent down to get the wooden hairpin, and then asked casually, "where did this wooden hairpin come from?"

Ye Shengge and Qinghuai both have a lot in common, that is, they are not willing to use the things used by others, so we must ask the origin clearly, or ye Shengge will not wear it on his head after buying it back.

"Speaking of this wooden hairpin, it's really legendary. When I was traveling around the mountains and rivers, I came across it by chance. It was an ordinary branch, but it was naturally in this shape. I took it to my side and never used it. Of course, I'm not a woman. Now this kind of lady's temperament is just suitable for this wooden hairpin. It's just right for you to buy it back."With these words, the old monk has already collected the demon pill, and even started to pack the things on the stall. This demon pill in the twilight situation is enough to make many people want to make his idea, so he has to leave as soon as possible.

Li Fuyao didn't stop him. He just grasped the wooden hairpin, and then he wanted to move on. But at this moment, there was a sudden sound coming out from the front, and several powerful air machines came out in front of him.

It looks like a couple of monks fighting.

Li Fuyao looked at the distance and thought it was a little interesting, but he also knew that the monks must be fighting for something.

This old monk looked at that side and suddenly had an unbelievable expression, "is Tianbao born?"

Tianbao?!

These two words are attractive to all people here. Almost all the magic weapons in the fog mountain have been taken away. Most of the reasons why they stay here are because of the Tianbao.

Li Fuyao was not interested in Tianbao, but handed ye Shengge the wooden hairpin in his hand.

The latter is indifferent.

"What's wrong with Li's smile

Ye Shengge still did not speak.

Li Fuyao understood. He reached out and pinned the wooden hairpin on the bun of Ye Shengge.

She was originally a very beautiful woman, with this wooden hairpin, more elegant.

Li Fuyao said, "it's beautiful."

Ye Shengge didn't say that the old monk on one side had already rolled his eyes and thought, how can I look at this scene at this age?

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