Drunk Immortal Gourd

The Baimei Ghost King's arrogance is really big enough. To make so many monks wait for her, it depends on when she is free and in a good mood. How long should she wait outside? Qingyang frowned and asked, "I wonder how often Senior Ghost King sees these people outside?"

The gatekeeper smiled and said: "I can't say for sure. Sometimes she is not busy and may come out twice in a row. Sometimes she needs to practice in seclusion, and she may not come out once in thirty to fifty years." , this is all based on luck, how could I, a servant, know?"

"Is there no room for accommodation at all?" Qingyang asked.

"No." The gatekeeper shook his head with a firm attitude.

Qingyang casually took out another talisman and stuffed it directly into the gatekeeper's hand. The previous gift was for Baimei Ghost King, and this one was naturally given to the gatekeeper. It contained hundreds of ghost stones. This amount is not small, almost as much as the gatekeeper's annual salary.

The gatekeeper took the Ming Stone and his attitude became better, but he still said with a troubled face: "Fellow Taoist, to be honest with you, I really can't help in this matter, and I don't dare to I went against the will of my ghost king to inform you specifically. The only thing I can do is to put you in the front row. If the ghost king and she meet the monks next time, the chance may be better. "

Gifts were given, Mingshi was spent, and good words were said, but I still couldn't see the Baimei Ghost King. It seemed that my gift was in vain. It was so difficult to see the Baimei Ghost King who ranked last in the Ten Kings Palace. , not to mention those at the top, the Long-Eyebrow Ghost King's status in the Ten Kings Palace is second only to the Giant Ghost King, the master of the First Palace, and it is probably as difficult as climbing to the sky to meet him.

Waiting here for an interview with Baimei Ghost King is completely unreasonable. Who knows how long it will take? If she doesn't come out for thirty to fifty years, I can't stay here forever, right? And even if she comes out, she may not meet him first. You know, there are thousands of monks guarding this door. Qingyang cannot guarantee that he will be so lucky.

If you can't see it, forget it. If you try your luck elsewhere, you can always find the opportunity slowly. It's just a pity that the gift of tens of thousands of underworld stones was sent out without even a sound.

Qingyang had no intention of returning the gift he had given out. First, his strength did not allow it. Even though the gatekeeper outside was only at the ninth level of the Golden Core, there must be many Nascent Soul monks in the City Lord's Mansion, and these monks outside would not stand idly by. , once a conflict occurs, the only one who suffers is yourself. The second reason is that it is easy to make enemies with the Baimei Ghost King. As the saying goes, there are many friends, many roads, many enemies, and many walls. If the visit fails, that’s it. If you anger the Baimei Ghost King, no matter how you treat Yu Mengmiao in the future, On the matter, or on the matter of the One-horned Ghost King, it is easy to increase variables.

Qingyang walked out slowly and dejectedly. As soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, a monk suddenly rushed in front of Qingyang and slapped him on the shoulder. Why was there a sneak attack in broad daylight? Although Qingyang was in a low mood, his guard did not relax. Seeing that the other party's hand was about to fall, he ducked to the side with a slight movement, causing the monk's hand to fall away.

Qingyang was in a bad mood, but someone bumped into him. Qingyang suddenly turned cold, looked at the monk opposite and said, "Huh, why are you blocking my way?"

Opposite him was a young monk at the sixth level of the Golden Core. He was chubby. He didn't look like a gangster who was secretly attacking. He was originally planning to say hello to Qingyang, but he was so enthusiastic that he frightened Qingyang. When he arrived, he could only take back his hand that was in mid-air, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, I'm sorry, I accidentally disturbed you. I didn't mean anything else, I just wanted to say hello to you."

"Did you rush out so suddenly to say hello? If it weren't for being on the street, I would have fought back. How could you still be alive at this time?" Qingyang's attitude was still cold.

"I was reckless. Thank you fellow Taoist for showing mercy." The fat monk said with cupped hands. He was not dissatisfied because of Qingyang's attitude. Instead, he said: "Let me introduce myself first. I am Dou Changzai. I am from a distance." The young city lord of Doujiacheng, a small town that cultivates immortals more than 100,000 miles away from Baimei City, came to Baimei City to practice this time. I wonder what you call him? "

There is a saying that you should not hit someone with a smiling face, but Dou Changzai lowered his attitude so much that Qingyang couldn't hold on to this matter, but he didn't have a good face and said: "Qingyang."

Dou Changzai didn't care about Qingyang's attitude. He beat the snake and followed the stick, saying: "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Qingyang. Sorry, sorry. Seeing that you have such cultivation at such a young age, your origins must be extraordinary, right? I don't know. Who are you from? I can't compare with you. My father's Doujia City is only a few dozen miles in area, and there are only hundreds of thousands of monks. It is considered a small city in the territory of the Ten Kings Palace, and The location is remote, and there is not a single Nascent Soul cultivator in the entire Doujia City. Even my father's cultivation level is only at the Golden Core level, and he is not usually qualified to come to Baimei City to visit the Ghost King. As for my cultivation level, I still rely on my own qualifications. I have just cultivated to this level. It can be said that I am better than my master. My father has high hopes that I can shine in the family and strengthen the Dou family city in the future. Recently, my cultivation has encountered a bottleneck, so my father asked me to go out and practice alone. I have never been out before. Across the distance, Baimei City is the closest, so I took the opportunity to come here first.”

Did I ask you this? You just talked so much? What does this have to do with me? Qingyang secretly complained in his heart. This guy seems to be very familiar with others. He revealed his details to strangers as soon as they met, and he didn't hesitate to talk about his deep feelings. It can be seen that this person really doesn't have much experience. He has cultivated to the sixth level of Jindan and his character is still so simple. Sooner or later, he will suffer. Qingyang frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I don't have time to chat with you." Dou Changzai suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I heard when I was in Doujia City that the Baimei Ghost King among the Ten Ghost Kings is not only highly cultivated, but also looks charming and beautiful. He can be called the most beautiful woman in the world. He is a beauty in the world, with a figure and appearance. Her appearance, temperament, talent, voice, and even her gestures are all so charming that people can't help but linger. It is said that many cultivators can't forget her after seeing the Ghost King of Hundred Charms. They have no interest in other women in their lives. I was very interested in these rumors, so I came to the Hundred Charms City directly. I wanted to meet the Ghost King of Hundred Charms and verify the rumors myself to see how charming she is. "While speaking, Dou Changzai showed a lewd smile on his face, as if he had already seen the Ghost King of Hundred Charms.