Su Jing shook his head again. When he met the ugly Taoist Sha Jingren, he made up his mind that he would not let himself face danger in the future. The relationship between the Hou Mansion and the Qingyang Taoist Palace was too tense.

Even if the people from Qingyang Dao Palace dare not kill people in Yujing City, it is possible to find someone to humiliate themselves.

If you go out and are having fun, you will be beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face and spread it out, and you will be laughed at when you enter the Yulin.

"Or... my uncle was idle today and didn't take the time to ask him to go out together, how about it?" Su Jian asked.

Yuan Chuyu? Su Jing remembered what Xiaoyaohou warned him, but shook his head and said to Su Jian: "You tell me first, where are we going to go?"

"Today is December 18th, the most lively time in the west of the city. Aristocratic families in various places have almost sent people to Yujing City before this to celebrate the emperor's birthday. I don't know how many casual cultivators will come to Baima Temple to sell rare treasures."

When Su Jing heard this, he felt that the places he was going to be mixed with. However, he was moved and searched carefully. He found that there were really many good things about the market in Baima Temple every year.

Most of the casual cultivators who came to Yujing City at this time were active in the East China Sea. Over the years, they have obtained a lot of treasures. They came to Yujing City to exchange these real treasures for some elixirs while the Qi Refining Men gathered.

Among the casual cultivators, there are only a handful of them who can refine elixirs by hand, and the number of casual cultivators is so huge that even half of them can refine elixirs is not enough. The casual cultivators who can come to Yujing City are at least in the innate realm, so they don’t care about elixirs. The lifelong dreams of these casual cultivators are just to achieve golden elixirs.

If you do not have comprehensive and systematic knowledge of qi refining, you will want to become an immortal.

Another purpose of these casual cultivators is to be favored by major families and absorbed into the family. In this way, once they make contributions, they can obtain more complete qi refining techniques and have greater hope of achieving the golden elixir.

White Horse Temple was originally built by Buddhism. After the Taoist sect occupied Shenzhou, all Buddhist disciples in the entire Shenzhou were driven away. They were lucky than hundreds of families, but they were also displaced. The ten thousand-year-old ancient temple of Bai Horse Temple was transformed into a large market by the Jiang royal family.

The century-old fireworks on earth have smoothed out all the Buddha lights in White Horse Temple. This consumes Buddhist fortunes more than just dismantling them.

The huge White Horse Temple is now a freak that combines brothel theater shops. The royal family guarding the White Horse Temple can easily extract any energy and Buddha light from the Buddha statue every day.

Destruction is always easier than construction. It saves ten thousand years and is exhausted in a century.

"Okay, let's go to White Horse Temple. But I don't have much money..."

"We have a certain amount of money to go to Mr. Da every year, which can be withdrawn." Su Jian was a veteran. Although Su Jing was the prince, it turned out that the unlucky guy had no interest in recruiting casual cultivators, or he had already lost his ambition.

In my memory, Su Jing could hardly find any news about White Horse Temple.

"I'll call Su Mu, and Su Xue, brother?" Su Jing thought to himself, since everyone has a certain withdrawal limit, why not take this opportunity to recruit some casual cultivators.

"Brother is very busy, but I don't have time to stroll around." Su Jianxiao said, "It's fine if she doesn't want to go. The fourth sister went out early this morning, probably already."

"Fifth sister, I'm leaving. Go to Baima Temple to see. It's okay to hire a few people to come back." Su Jing greeted in the yard, and Su Mu walked out reluctantly. Su Jian was surprised. He knew the fifth sister's temper. If he made up his mind and didn't go, no one could persuade her.

The three of them went to the butler Ju Yueshan together.

The housekeeper was not there, and the manager in charge of the warehouse directly took out the account book. Seeing that Su Jingzu had a quota of more than six years and had not received it, he laughed and said, "Young Master, you have to wait a moment. I'll ask someone to pack it."

Su Jing nodded and sat in the small hall outside the warehouse. For half an hour, several servants in armor brought out more than a dozen large boxes.

"Young Master, Second Master, Fifth Miss, this is the amount you can withdraw now."

"I have it too?" Su Jian said strangely: "I just received it the day before yesterday."

"The master's instructions yesterday, the amount this year has doubled, and the fourth lady has received double copies." The manager replied with a smile.

Su Jing stood up and walked to a box. The box size was the same as in the army, with a length, width and height of four feet, three feet, and two feet. This is a small storage box with no space formation, but the materials are exquisite, absolutely sturdy, and have the attributes of significantly reducing weight.

When you open the box, the precise gears rotate, rows of wooden racks rise, from top to bottom, like terraces. The racks are covered with thumb-sized porcelain bottles, and only a rune is cast on the porcelain bottles, which is not even a ban on the Earth Evil. In each porcelain bottle, there is a pill.

This is the elixir used to trade with casual cultivators. There are as many as thousands of bottles in a box. However, looking at the notes on the shelf, Su Jing found that the value of most elixirs requires more than a dozen bottles to be exchanged for a Yuan Chong Pill.

Among the casual cultivators, there is no one who knows how to refine alchemy. Even the twelve palaces, the alchemist hides it like treasures.

Su Jing originally thought that the Chongyuan Pill was worthless, but after he traveled through time, he treated him as a poison. Now it seems that the Chongyuan Pill he can receive every month is an astronomical number for the casual cultivator.

No wonder these disciples of the Su family built foundations at a young age. Among the 1,000 casual cultivators, no more than three could build foundations within a hundred years.

But the amount of elixirs that can be used is enough to make the casual cultivators envious.

There are a total of sixteen boxes, Su Jing has thirteen boxes, the remaining three boxes, Su Mu and Su Jian one. Su Jing has many boxes, which is what he has accumulated over the years. Although he is the prince, he will not have much preferential treatment in this regard. At least it will not be as outrageous as several times.

Su Jing waved his hand and put the box into his bracelet. Su Jian and Su Mu also received the pills and signed their names on the account book. The manager asked someone to come over again and sent Su Jing a dress of Taoist clothes.

This is not the idea of ​​Xiaoyao Hou, but the manager of the company is trying to please Su Jing. Anyway, Su Jing has the power to receive Taoist robes from the warehouse. This robes are a low-grade magic weapon and look ordinary. They are just equipped with an extra belt made of red and gold silk thread, and are decorated with twelve jade talismans, which are of high value.

Su Jing patted the manager on the shoulder, and there was no need to say thank you to his servants. The manager was already flattered and he was extremely happy.

There were already ten personal soldiers waiting outside the gate. The two led the leaders were Qi-refining men in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Su Jian's servant could not approach the warehouse and waited outside the courtyard gate further away.

There were fifteen people in total, and fifteen horses were prepared. The manager was sent all the way to the outside gate. Su Jing thought for a while, took a prick of the Yuan Dan and threw it to him, and said, "I'll reward you."

The manager smiled, but Su Jian said, "Third brother, you are so generous, but not good."

"It's okay, the person who can be assigned to do business here must be his father's confidant. Their left and right are all their own people, which is not a waste." Su Jing said, the horse flying on the fly, the true qi of the dragon and snake in his body was circulating, and there was no need to penetrate the body. The pure black horse had already obeyed and ran in small steps, as if it was a monster that had followed Su Jing for countless years.

After leaving the Marquis' Mansion, Su Jian immediately raised his speed. There was no such thing as speed limit in Yujing City, as long as you don't hit someone. White Horse Temple is in the west of the city, and Xiaoyao Marquis' Mansion is in the north of the city. If you don't hurry up, it will take at least an hour to arrive.

Su Jing sat upright and the scenery around him continued to retreat rapidly. Suddenly, he thought, this is a horse that is galloping in Beijing, right?

"Young Master!" The personal soldiers behind couldn't help but scream. Su Jing's riding skills were so good, and the horses were the best among all, and had already left the personal soldiers for a distance.

Su Jing laughed loudly, speeded up, and rushed forward two streets, which slowed down the dark horse under his crotch and waited for the personal soldiers to catch up.

Where they lived, there were aristocratic mansions gathered, and there were no ordinary people on the street. Otherwise, I wonder if there would be anyone who secretly despised him.

Do you think you can speed up if you have money and power?

When the personal soldiers caught up, Su Jing no longer galloped with all his strength, but maintained the same speed as everyone else. Seeing that Su Jing clearly did not use any Taoist techniques and ran faster than him, Su Mu couldn't help but ask, "San brother, where did you learn riding?"

"Master Lin teaches me. When I enter the Yulin, although it is unlikely that I will charge and be in a battle, this riding technique must be learned. Even if I build a foundation, it is impossible to drive magic weapons. If I fly all day, I will be exhausted."

"San brother, you can buy a monster. Even in the feather forest, you will not be forbidden to bring your own mount. No matter how good this war horse is, it is not as durable as a monster."

Su Jing smiled and said, "It's a problem to raise."

This is the truth. Taoist Qi Refiners have a tradition of riding monsters. However, monsters are different from war horses and have to raise them by themselves. Su Jing's mind is all about invention and creation, and spending time raising a mount like a pet. Su Jing doesn't have the patience.

Talk and laugh, and before I knew it, I could see the towering tower in the White Horse Temple in the distance.

It was the only ruined building in the temple. It was originally a hundred floors high, a miracle in Buddhism. Now there are only thirty-three floors left, and it still stands out, only half shorter than the Stargazing Tower in the palace.

The archway in front was towering and soldiers guarded it, so the speed was restricted here. From the east gate, there were more pedestrians starting to enter the Baima Temple. Su Jing and others slowed down the horses, and fifteen horses took small steps, with indescribable rhythm.

"Stop, no passing in front!" A team of soldiers wearing red armor rushed out from the side. The headed officer had a bronze beast head on his chest, which was the symbol of the military commander's arrest of bandits.
Chapter completed!