Chapter 785 News of the Little Witch
Hearing Guan Xiaoqi’s words, Xiao Er’s face was embarrassed and he coughed dryly: “What I said is naturally related. If you want to buy elixir, you can go to the Chamber of Commerce in Lingyun Palace, Jiuxiao Palace and Wuya Palace. To refine the pill, you can go to the Alchemist Guild in the Shenyao Pavilion."
"I said it earlier." Guan Xiaoqi pouted, and Xiao Fan asked a question. This kid grabbed so many useless things. Isn't this a waste of his own time?
On the contrary, Xiao Fan nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."
He was very calm on the surface, but his heart was extremely solemn: "The teacher is right, and the two halls, the three pavilions and the three palaces, the three pavilions and the three palaces are exactly the same as those recorded in the Shura inheritance. After being destroyed, now there are only two halls left."
"No, the three highest temples thousands of years ago were the Asura Hall, the God of War, and the Inheritance Hall. The Asura Hall was destroyed, what about the Inheritance Hall?" Xiao Fan suddenly found a problem.
The Shura Hall was destroyed and naturally disappeared. Could it be that the Inheritance Hall was also destroyed? Then why is there an extra Palace of Souls?
Xiao Fan originally asked Xiao Er for this doubt, but found that Xiao Er was very impatient, and was almost desperate with Guan Xiaoqi.
"I can only find other opportunities to find people and ask them clearly." Xiao Fan thought to himself.
It took ten top-quality soul stones to get so much information from Xiaoer, which is not bad. Other information can be explored slowly.
Xiao Er glared at Guan Xiaoqi, then turned and left, letting Guan Xiaoqi gritted his teeth.
"Damn, isn't it just a little second from the Zongzong realm? What's there to pull!" Guan Xiaoqi spit, but was looked down upon by a warrior realm cultivator, which made him very unhappy.
Xiao Fan finally really understood why other people were no different in the eyes of the people in Wushuang Holy City. It turned out that this kind of disdain came from their bones.
It's no wonder that the old man of the Gongsun family said we are holy city on the left and our holy city on the right.
Soon, Xiao Fan's mind was pulled back by the discussion in the restaurant.
"The Southern Territories Competition is about to start again. I heard that this year's competition was not bad. Eight hundred people passed the audition, far more than the previous two."
"Even if it passes the audition, it is estimated that less than half will survive in the end. Their so-called geniuses may not even be considered mediocre in the Holy City."
"Yes, I heard that this time, in addition to Ye Linchen and Ye Tianxue's participation in the Ye Family, that super genius Ye Changsheng might also participate!"
"Ye Changsheng? He wants to participate? Probably not. Ye Changsheng is also the Bajun of the Holy City. Even if he doesn't participate in the Southern Territory Competition, he can still enter the Temple of War."
"Who knows, Ye Family is originally from the Hall of Souls, and it is understandable that Ye Changsheng participated in the Southern Territory Competition, but what I care more about is the marriage of Ye Shiyu, the little princess of the Ye Family, three months later."
The crowd was talking unscrupulously. In the restaurant, it was also the most convenient place to talk about the sky, but when the name "Ye Changsheng" was mentioned, they all took a breath.
"Ye Shiyu?" Hearing these three words, Xiao Fan's pupils trembled in vain.
The fat man also frowned and quickly recovered his calmness. He looked at a middle-aged man in a green robe in his 50s and 60s at the next table. The middle-aged man in a green robe sat alone, with Erlang's legs tilted and a wine glass in one hand. With delicacies in one hand, it seems a bit unique.
The fat man loosened his eyebrows and asked calmly, "This old man, what's the matter with the little princess Ye family's marriage?"
"Yeah, I want to know too, I want everyone who is sitting here wants to know." Others also agreed.
"This..." The man in Qingpao coughed a few times and looked around, as if he was afraid that someone would hear him, he said with a serious face: "Since everyone wants to hear, then I will tell you a little bit. Anyway, the Ye family guesses later. There will also be wind."
Speaking of this, the first floor of the restaurant was instantly quiet, and everyone held their breath, listening to the man in the green robe.
The man in Qingpao cleared his throat and said, "Presumably everyone knows that the Ye family is of extraordinary status, so the other big families will try to marry the Ye family, but there are not many young princesses from the Ye family. Among the princesses, Ye Shiyu, because of his brother Ye Linchen, has no lower status than the little princess.
For example, Chu Yannan of the Chu family, Gongsunye of the Gongsun family, Ling Feng of the Ling family, Su Mohan of the Su family, and even the Zhan Tianlong of the Zhan family wanted to marry the little princess Ye Shiyu of the Ye family. The Ye family master did not know which one to promise. Therefore, Patriarch Ye decided to come to a martial arts contest to recruit relatives three months later, and start signing up after the Southern Territory Competition. "
The man in the green robe finished speaking in one breath, and the monks around him heard it with gusto. When the last word fell, many people were already ready to move.
Xiao Fan's face sank slightly, but his heart was relieved, and the fist under the table couldn't help clenching a little.
"The third child, isn't the boss also among them? The matter hasn't reached the worst point yet." The fat man comforted Xiao Fan, then looked at the middle-aged man in Qingpao and said, "Brother, your information must be inaccurate? "
"What a joke, little brother, it's not me that Tang Busi is talking big. In this unparalleled holy city, what news I don't know, do you know my nickname?" The man in the green robe stood up suddenly, patted his chest. Shouted.
"Tang Busi? Looks like he has heard of it somewhere."
"Who else can it be? One of the two great gods in the holy city can't tell the truth!"
"Just ask the daughter of Tang Busi!"
When the others heard the name of the man in the green robe, they were surprised, and their eyes were full of awe.
"Shun Feng Er?" Xiao Fan showed doubts, is this name really so famous?
But when Tang Busi saw someone recognizing his name, he suddenly laughed, and said with some pride: "It's just that everyone looks up to someone Tang. By the way, if there is any gossip you want to know, you can Come to me at any time, you must understand Tang's rules."
"What is going on with this question?" Guan Xiaoqi asked without hesitation.
When the man in the green robe heard this, his face collapsed, but a young man at the next table quickly explained: "I know that there are two gods in the holy city. A piece of information requires at least 10,000 Supreme Soul Stones!"
"At least 10,000 top-grade soul stones?" Guan Xiaoqi's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and looked at the middle-aged man in Qingpao in astonishment.
Ten thousand top-grade soul stones, one million when replaced with top-grade soul stones, this is a lot of wealth, it is only a question and a piece of information.
"Ten Thousand Supreme Soul Stones, if in the Emperor Dynasty, there are indeed many, but in the Holy City, it is not a big deal, but the word'at least' is somewhat intriguing." The fat man shook his head and passed it to Xiao Fan and Guan Xiaoqi. Sound channel.
"Do you think he is the real Tang Busi?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and the characters who can resound through the holy city, how can they talk nonsense with some ordinary people in the small restaurant?
Of course, Xiao Fan didn't think that the little witch's news was false, and nothing could be groundless.
"Tang Busi, you are so capable, you dare to swindle here!"
Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from the stairs. The next moment, the man in Qingpao's complexion changed wildly, stood up, flipped abruptly, and flew out of the restaurant!