"You mean I can learn the treatment of the Light Department?" Ivy shouted in disbelief.

Sun Wukong nodded: "Yes, don't you always think that others dislike you? The most popular thing in the world is people who can save lives and heal the wounded. If you learn treatment techniques, you will be less money when you treat people's illnesses and injuries. Everyone will love you and bloom."

Ivy immediately shone her eyes and shook her head and said, "No, I will go to see those civilians, and I will not take any copper coins."

"If you like it, it's up to you. By the way, that fat bishop is not a good thing. Birds of a feather flock together. There must be few good people in the church. Be careful, be careful and be careful. If you have any requirements, just tell the fat man directly, and he dare not refuse to agree."

Ivy hesitated and said: "Second Master, it doesn't matter if you speak like this at home, but when you go outside, especially when you are in the Holy See, you'd better be polite to those churches, otherwise you'll get a lot of trouble!"

"Oh, I got it."

Although Sun Wukong didn't agree with it, he was too lazy to say more.

"Second Young Master, don't you really tell your wife and the eldest Young Master?"

"They will definitely not agree to me go to the Holy Seek Lanster to find him. Please tell them for me, let's go!"

"Be careful all the way!" Ivy looked reluctant.

...

No tavern in Cabrin City dares to say that they have the best business, and no tavern dares to say that their wine is the most fragrant, but there is a tavern that they are the most chaotic, that is, the mercenary tavern, because all the members of small mercenary groups in the city like to gather here, brag, drink, and wait for the next business to come.

Most of the people who chose this line were passionate men. With the stimulation of alcohol, these mercenaries often fought with each other when they had disagreement. The mercenary taverns had to fight at least a dozen times a day, and dozens of people were killed or injured.

When Sun Wukong came here, he happened to see a one-eyed dragon being swung out of the window by a man of two meters. He fell heavily and ate the shit and swallowed the mud.

The one-eyed dragon has obviously reached the spiritual level, with armor made of black qi on its body, but it is not injured, but it is inevitable to be embarrassed.

"Ph, ph, ph, ph, ph," the one-eyed dragon spit out the soil and cursed angrily, "Manniu, you turtle, are just a joke, you actually took such a ruthless move!"

A muffled voice came from the tavern: "If you dare to scold me again, I will go out and pull your tongue out and take it to fish!"

The one-eyed dragon was obviously very afraid of this man bull, and he really didn't dare to scold him anymore. He spat a few spits on the ground. He turned around and saw a teenage white-haired ghost standing aside and watching the fun with a smile, looking like he deserved a beating, so he decided to vent his anger on him.

"Green-haired kid, what are you looking at? Do you even recognize me? My mother and I...ah! My God!"

The one-eyed dragon was cursing happily when he suddenly found that the white-haired boy shook his hand and waved a magic scroll. As soon as the scroll was opened, a large piece of white lightning immediately appeared like a spiritual snake, making a "sky" sound of electric current, and pounced on it with his teeth and claws.

The lightning was fierce and fierce. The one-eyed dragon had no choice but to retreat, and there was no way to avoid it. In the critical situation, he had to bend down and hold his head with his hands, stick his butt and pounce on the ground to protect his head. The black energy on his body burst out again to resist the attack!

Sun Wukong smashed out a "lightning chain" scroll and immediately rushed up. Although the poor one-eyed dragon had the energy to protect him, it was still numb by the electricity. Seeing the enemy rushing over, before he could react, Sun Wukong had already kicked it heavily on his butt and flew out like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

This time, the pitiful one-eyed dragon hit the ground again and chewed the soil with its mouth on it!

"Haha, this trick is so beautiful to eat shit!"

Seeing that the one-eyed dragon ended like this, the people in the mercenary tavern laughed loudly. It seemed that his popularity was so bad that it was outrageous.

Sun Wukong shook his hand, took out three magic scrolls from the space ring, and looked at the defeated general in front of him with a smile.

The one-eyed dragon jumped up with a thrust. It was obvious that the injury was not too serious, but it was definitely not light. All the hair was raised up and became an explosive head. The naked/exposed skin was burnt black with electricity, emitting a burnt smell.

The one-eyed dragon wanted to jump up and immediately rushed over to settle the score with the white-haired kid, but unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, the other party took out three more magic scrolls. He was shocked and quickly took two steps back, knowing that his behavior of finding the air bag this time was kicking the iron plate.

"Ah, I admit defeat, admit defeat.... Bah, bah, bah, give up, don't fight anymore!"

One-eyed dragon has always been a bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. When he saw that the other party seemed to be of a good background, he quickly surrendered, but his mouth was full of mud and his mouth was unclear, so he had to speak and vomit.

"Haha, one-eyed dragon, it turns out that you actually learned the smoke magic, hehe, I feel respectful!"

Everyone in the mercenary tavern was hilarious again, and Sun Wukong beside him was so happy that he fought two fights!

It turned out that the moment the one-eyed dragon opened its mouth, a black smoke actually emerged from his mouth and nose!

The one-eyed dragon had already expressed its surrender, and Sun Wukong stopped entangling with this unlucky guy. He walked into the mercenary tavern, found a table in the corner to sit down, ordered a glass of Carol sake introduced by the bartender, tasted it lightly, and thought it tasted pretty good, so he ordered two more glasses.

Many mercenaries in the tavern began to talk.

"Wow, who is this little white-haired nobleman? Why are you here in such a place?"

"Sun Wukong Ryan, known as the King of Scrolls, was the little devil who scared countless people about a heart attack in the duel venue last time with a Scroll Hill!"

"It turned out to be him. Have you read it wrong?"

"I have a total of 1,08 reasons to guarantee that I'm not wrong!"

"One thousand eight? Such an exaggerated?"

"Damn it, because of the pig Kribosh, I lost 1,08 gold coins. Oh my God, that's my savings for ten years. I originally planned to keep it as my wife."

"Look for a female gray dwarf, no money!"

"I/day, I would rather find a female dog-headed man, at least the height difference is not too much!"

"Oh my God, the dog-headed man? You are awesome, I admire you too much..."

After drinking the first glass of Carol sake, Sun Wukong ignored the fingers of the people around him and yelled openly: "I want to hire a small team of people, and the reward is three Xuan-level upper-level scrolls, and the task is..."

Before Sun Wukong could tell what the mission was, the mercenary tavern was already boiling like a pot of boiling hot water. All the mercenaries immediately stood up and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

The moon is the first to get close to the water tower. A little mustache next to him moves the fastest, and his body sways to come to Sun Wukong.

"I, I'll take this mission! Ah!"

Before Sun Wukong could speak, Xiaomou's beard had already hit the butt, pierced a hole in the roof and flew out!

The one who kicked the bearded is a big beard. He glanced at the hole in the roof and smiled and said, "As your mother's dream of spring and autumn, you are worthy of your strength at the lower level of the spiritual rank? We have eaten this bowl of rice with our dragon and dog-headed mercenary team. Ah!"

The bearded man's laughter was not over. He first punched him hard in the back of his head, and then kicked him in the butt, and flew out of the hole on the roof like a beard!

"Dragon and the dog-killer are nothing. Get out of here, don't hinder me from getting rich!"

The person who successfully grabbed the person in front of Sun Wukong was about to describe the benefits of his mercenary team in detail, but the people behind him could no longer hold back and rushed forward. A mysterious battle began.

Boom! Boom! Two loud noises, dust flying!

It turned out that the walls on both sides of Sun Wukong were directly smashed to pieces, and countless nervous red faces came over in the dust, but in less than a second, all of these faces changed again, and the old faces had only time to leave a sentence.

"I'll take this mission!"

"I'll pick it up!"

"I...ah! My egg!"

"Oh my butt, Nilika, you are such a poisonous method!"

...

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and he was stunned for no response, but just muttered to himself: "Are these people stupid?"

It is not surprising that Sun Wukong felt that these mercenaries were inexplicably because he had no idea about the amount of money. He did not know that the three Xuan-level upper-level scrolls were worth at least three million gold coins. At this price, it would be more than enough to hire a large mercenary group.

Now he actually hired a mercenary team at this price. This is definitely a good thing for the mercenaries to lose gold ingots from the sky. Of course, he has to fight for this opportunity even if he breaks his head. If it weren't for the identity of Sun Wukong's scroll king, no one would believe that such a good thing would have happened.

"Okay, stop it all by her mother!"

Sun Wukong, who came back from his shock, roared, and all the mercenaries stopped immediately, even more obedient than the most obedient child, because they knew very well that if they offended the scroll king at this time, the chance to make money would definitely not be their turn.

Seeing that his words had an immediate effect, Sun Wukong smiled with satisfaction, turned to the bartender and shouted, "I'll have three more drinks of wine just now!"

The bartender responded and brought the wine up. His eyes were darkened. He didn't know that he was accidentally injured by the anxious guy, but he didn't care too much, because working in a mercenary tavern, it was common to get one or two punches on his eyes and nose.

Sun Wukong took a sip of wine slowly, burped comfortably, and then slowly said: "Come here one by one, who dares to make trouble again? I will make a Xuan-level upper-level scroll to buy his life!"

It was the Xuan-level upper-level scroll again? All the mercenaries sweared the saliva in their mouths with a slight snorted.

A young man came over first.

"My father is Ti Gang. Although he is not in our mercenary team, he knows all over the world, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Xuan level. He has one foot stepped into the holy level..."

"Next, I care whether your father is Di Gang or Li Gang. My old grandson hates the guy who relies on his power and pretends to be a tiger's power the most in his life. Get out!"

The little white face said anxiously: "I am very capable, I..."

All the mercenaries on the side roared together and interrupted him: "Young man, get out of here, you have been eliminated!"

The second mercenary came on the field.

"Our Dragon and Kowloon Mercenary Squad has a very long history. It is said that our predecessors once slaughtered a dragon hundreds of years ago and almost wiped out the Kowloon. It can be said that it is famous..."

"What your senior does has nothing to do with you, next!"

The third mercenary who came up was a woman wearing pink tight leather armor, her chest was opened very low, revealing most of the snowball.

"Although our Meifox Mercenary Team is a little less powerful, there are all beauties inside, and they can provide full service along the way. You can do whatever you want, it doesn't matter how heavy the taste is..."

"Bah, my old son thinks you'd better go to Yihuayuan to develop more promisingly, next one!" (ps: Yihuayuan - the most famous brothel in Kabrin City.)

A strong man who was two meters tall and five meters tall took a step forward, and several mercenaries who had originally wanted to speak immediately took a few steps instinctively. When Sun Wukong saw it, he recognized that the strong man was the man bull who had just thrown the one-eyed dragon out of the tavern.

"Our mercenary team is called Killer Ruzhu." Manniu looked proud on his face, "We have strong men, beautiful women, and famous chefs in our mercenary team!"

Sun Wukong looked at Manniu up and down again and was surprised to find that this guy was actually a middle-level master in the Xuan level, and he was thick and ugly, with a little bit of the shadow of the Great Sage Bull Demon King of Pingtian.

"Okay, not bad, killing people like pigs. This name is domineering, but it is much more powerful than a dragon or a dog-headed man. My old grandson is going to the Holy See. I want you to lead the way, okay?"

"Of course, of course, it will definitely make you happy and safe along the way!"

Manniu nodded quickly, Sun Wukong smiled and threw the three Xuan-level magic scrolls in his hand to him. Manniu quickly happily put them in close contact.

"Why!"
Chapter completed!