Chapter 1009: Filial piety comes first

"No need to be polite."

Lin Xuan handed the spar into the hands of the young man, shook his head, and strode forward. The other begging monks were extremely envious, but as immortal cultivators, after all, they were different from the secular world. No one dared to swarm forward.

Surround Lin Xuan.

Being able to beg here is because the owner of Fangshi feels sorry for them, but he has set a rule in advance. No matter whether he is begging for elixirs or crystal stones, he is not allowed to entangle the monks who enter here. Jiang Taigong can only fish, and those who wish to take the bait will be affected otherwise.

If they do business in the market, they will be kicked out.

Along the way, Lin Xuan saw many beggars along the street. As for the shops, they really didn't have any good stuff. Most of them were suitable for the foundation building period, and there were only a few magic weapons.

But Lin Xuan was not disappointed. This was expected. At the end of the long street, there was an attic. A big word "tea" came into view. Lin Xuan showed a smile at the corner of his mouth and walked slowly.

passed.

Suddenly, his steps slowed down and he turned his head to look to the left.

A large group of monks gathered in an inconspicuous corner.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but be a little surprised.

There are so many unreasonable things in this city.

It should be noted that most immortal cultivators are indifferent and rarely gather together to watch the fun.

Lin Xuan also walked over slowly.

Although this is different from his usual style of doing things, Lin Xuan does not believe that there are any risks in this small city. After all, he is now the top being in the human world.

There were quite a lot of people, and nine out of ten of them were immortal cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage. Many acquaintances were still making comments and whispering about something.

Lin Xuan frowned and squeezed in quietly.

What caught his eye was a beautiful female nun.

She is seventeen or eighteen years old. Although she is not a stunning beauty, she is still cute and lovable.

However, his face was full of sadness and tears were streaming down his face.

In front of her, there is a sign.

Selling yourself to save your father!

Lin Xuan couldn't help but dumbfounded. First he was a beggar, and then he was similar to the secular drama of selling his body to bury his father. This market was a bit too speechless!

"Seniors, my father was injured by a monster and poisoned by the Qingdala flower. Now his life is at stake. Please show mercy to the seniors. If anyone can cure my father, the little girl is willing to be a cow or a horse.

, holding a grass ring in her hand to repay the great kindness of her predecessors." This woman's face was filled with anxiety and she looked extremely pitiful.

"Qingdala flower?"

The cultivators who were watching the excitement couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and Lin Xuan also frowned. The toxicity of this kind of flower was not worth mentioning to him, but the immortal cultivators below the stage of condensation almost died from it, even if there was some cultivation.

Special techniques can never last more than three days.

No wonder people's expressions changed when they talked about it.

Many people who coveted the beauty of young girls also gave up. After all, they were not even sure about the poison of Qingdala flower.

When the girl saw it, she couldn't help but show a look of despair. If she hadn't prepared the elixir for herself, her father wouldn't have taken the risk. Her father was about to perish before her eyes, but as a daughter, she couldn't do anything about it.

"If I can detoxify your father, are you willing to be my double monk?" As soon as a hoarse voice reached their ears, everyone couldn't help but look surprised, and Lin Xuan also turned his head to look over.

He is a disheveled tutuo who looks to be in his early twenties, but his appearance is extremely ugly. He is not only short and fat, but also has a fleshy face, a hooked nose, two ears that stand out in the wind, two eyes one big and one small, and his mouth is actually

Still crooked and full of yellow teeth.

His cultivation level is only in the middle stage of agility, which is worse than that of a young girl.

The monks were stunned and couldn't help laughing.

"Boy, you, a young monk in the spiritual stage, actually dare to say that you can cure the poison of Qingdala flower, and you lie without blinking an eye!"

"Even if you covet beauty, you have to have a certain track record. It would be too unkind of you to do this."

…

The sarcastic voices of the monks reached his ears, but the haired Tutu turned a blind eye. He stretched out his hand and patted his waist, and he took out a box the size of a palm.

When the lid of the box is opened, there is a pill the size of a longan.

The whole body is snow-white, and the fragrance floats into the nose.

The jeers stopped suddenly, and everyone's eyes widened.

"This is, I read it right, Little Hunyuan Dan!"

"Impossible. This elixir is considered a treasure even for Yuanying monks. How could it possibly fall into the hands of a spiritual disciple?"

"It's not like fake medicine. Is this kid really so lucky?"

…

The sound of inhaling came and went, and most of the monks watching showed greedy expressions, but naturally no one in the market dared to mess around.

Xiao Hunyuan Dan is a legendary healing medicine, and there is absolutely no problem in removing the poison of Qingdala flower.

"How about it, are you willing to be my double monk? If you are willing, I will give you this little Hunyuan Pill." The haired Tutuo looked at the girl's beautiful face and said with a gulp of saliva.

"I..." Xia Houlan was stunned for a moment, with a look of struggle on her pretty face. On one side was her old father's painful face, and on the other was the ugly face of the haired tutu. It was really hard for a young girl like her to make such a choice.

Very cruel.

"Why, didn't you just promise to be a filial daughter? No one here except me can save your father." The haired Tutu threatened with a sinister look on his face.

"I...I promise you." Xia Houlan was a very filial daughter. She gritted her teeth and finally agreed.

"Okay, as long as you sign a master-servant blood contract with me, this little Hunyuan Pill will be yours." The Pi-haired Tutuo spoke with a very proud face.

"Why do we need to sign a blood contract between master and servant?"

"Nonsense, your cultivation is higher than mine, let alone your father's. After curing him, if you go back on your word, who am I to cry to? Of course you have to sign a blood contract between master and servant."

The monks watching all had expressions of unbearable expression on their faces. Not to mention the ugly appearance of this disheveled monk, his character was definitely not a good person. He signed a master-servant blood contract, not to mention two monks, even if he had to treat the poor woman as

Cauldron, the opponent is also unable to resist.

Of course, no matter what the murmur, the immortal cultivators are all selfish people. If the matter has nothing to do with themselves, no one will come out and say something fair.

Xia Houlan was smart and smart. Looking at the sinister face of the haired Tutuo, he was secretly frightened. But thinking about his father who had endured all the hardships and brought him up, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he finally agreed.

"Okay, without further ado, in front of so many seniors, I will place a ban on you, and then take this little Hunyuan Pill to save your old father." Pifa Tutuo said very proudly.

Xia Houlan sighed and made a hand seal. This master-servant blood contract is the most severe and unequal contract. At the same time, it can only be signed if she is willing and has no objection. Otherwise, the Yuanying monk cannot force it, but

After thinking about it, tears filled her eyes.
Chapter completed!