Super Sect Development System

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This is one of the most prosperous cities on Jiugong Road. Even in the disaster in the wilderness some time ago, this place did not suffer much damage. However, the outer city wall was somewhat damaged, and many craftsmen gathered here to repair it.

Xun Liang and Pingan took the old donkey and were waiting in line outside Xuanxi City, waiting to enter.

The two of them were more curious about the actions of the craftsmen repairing the city above the city wall, and they both raised their heads and watched curiously.

The old donkey wagged its tail and sneezed one after another out of boredom.

"Everyone line up, come one by one!" A middle-aged man who looked like a sergeant stepped out from the city gate: "Those who do business go east, and those who are looking for people go west. Don't shout loudly. After the test, go quickly Go in."

After hearing this, the people who were originally lined up with Xun Liang and Ping An were obviously very familiar with this situation, and they quickly divided into two teams, the east and west.

"Elder brother, are we doing business or looking for people?" Ping An rolled his eyes and asked secretly.

Xun Liang thought for a while: "Let's look for Master Yang. After calculation, it should be a missing person, right?"

With that said, he pulled Ping An and the old donkey and stood in the west side of the team.

Ping An secretly asked again: "Then we find Master Yang and nail the old donkey, don't we have to pay him? Doesn't that make him a businessman?"

Xun Liang was startled: "That's right."

Then he pulled Ping An and the old donkey to the east side of the team.

This back and forth movement obviously attracted the attention of the sergeant guarding the city gate. The middle-aged sergeant held a whip and rushed over quickly: "You two, what are you doing!"

This angry shout attracted the eyes of everyone waiting outside the city gate.

Xun Liang said humbly: "I'm sorry, big brother, we weren't sure whether we were looking for someone or doing business, so we were in the wrong position."

The sergeant was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed so loudly that his whole body trembled with laughter.

Following the sergeant's laughter, other people around him also laughed.

"Hahahaha, these two idiots don't even understand what they are here to do..."

"Hahahahaha..."

The laughter from both sides was loud and intense, falling into the ears of Xun Liang and Ping An, causing a trace of doubt in their eyes.

What's so funny about this?

Can they clearly define themselves in everything they do and know what they belong to?

"Why are you laughing?" Xun Liang asked directly.

The sergeant laughed so hard that tears came out. When he heard Xun Liang's question, he laughed louder: "You are so funny, of course we have to laugh."

Xun Liang glanced at the sergeant quietly, then turned and looked at the people laughing around him. At this moment, he seemed to understand something, nodded slightly, and murmured:

"Yes, because patrolling every day and going to the city to find people or do business every day have become normal to you, and have even become a natural part of your life..."

"So, you will find it very ridiculous when a few of us appear who are different from what you take for granted and ask naive questions."

"It's like hearing someone ask why there is the sun in the sky and why people need to eat..."

"You think these questions are natural and you never think about them, so when others ask them, you will find them very ridiculous..."

Xun Liang's voice was very calm and plain, but at the moment he said it, it had magical power, making everyone talking around him suddenly stop, and their eyes fell into confusion.

The sergeant suddenly reacted, and his eyes suddenly returned to clarity: "You are a monk, right?"

But where are the shadows of Xun Liang and the others in front of me?

The space occupied by the two people and the donkey was already empty.

…

Xun Liang Ping'an and Lao Lu naturally appeared in Xuanxi City. At this time, they were heading towards the Yangwei Weapon Refining Shop according to the established route.

Throughout Xuanxi City, the monsters responsible for transporting black stones are equipped with palm nails here. Because of the huge workload, the craftsmanship of making auxiliary magic weapons for monsters here has become the first-class level in Jiugong Dao.

It was precisely because of this that Xun Liang brought Lao Donkey here.

But when two people and one donkey arrived in front of the Yangwei weapons store, they were dumbfounded.

At this time, a group of people were carrying things here at this large-scale weapons store with a grand plaque, but the weapons store was already empty.

Xun Liang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, is the Yangwei Weapon Shop going to move?"

The person responsible for directing the shipment of goods was a golden elixir monk. At this time, when he saw the aura on Xun Liang's body, which also looked like a golden elixir, and he was relatively young, he stepped forward and said politely: "This fellow Taoist, the weapon shop is really going to leave Xuan Liang." West City.”

Xun Liang asked: "Why?"

The Jindan monk said: "Fellow Taoist, you should know that the black stone veins have begun to decline a few months ago, and the output has been declining day by day. Without output, there is naturally no need to transport a large number of monsters to show off the weapon shop's main business. Then it’s gone.”

"It has been delayed for several months. We must move today."

"Humph."

The old donkey on the side sneezed, and seemed very proud.

Upon hearing this, the Jindan cultivator looked at the old donkey beside Xun Liang and asked, "Did you come here for this Xueli Zan?"

Xun Liang nodded, "Yes, this time I came mainly to install a pair of palm nails for Uncle Donkey."

The Jindan cultivator was stunned, obviously surprised that Xun Liang used a respectful title for a donkey, but he didn't say anything, but said, "Forgive me for being frank, this donkey is an ordinary donkey, I'm afraid it can't be installed with palm nails in the Yangwei Weapon Shop. The lowest palm nails here also require a monster with the strength of the third level of Qi training to bear."

"Hmph."

The old donkey sneezed again, and seemed angry.

Ping An hurriedly touched the old donkey's neck to comfort him.

"Is there really no way?" Xun Liang asked tangledly.

Seeing Xun Liang's insistence, the Jindan monk said, "If you really want to do this, you can go..."

"Old Ma."

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice came from behind, interrupting the Jindan monk's words.

The Jindan monk hurriedly turned his head: "Hey! Miss!"

Xun Liang, Ping An, and Lao Lu all turned their heads.

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the two men and the donkey.

I saw a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a horse riding uniform, holding a whip, riding a group of pure white horses, with a beautiful face and a slender figure.

"Old Ma, why are you talking to him so much? We are in a hurry and have to go."

Ping An subconsciously turned his head to look at his senior brother Xun Liang.

The master once said that beautiful women are big troubles.

He realized that his senior brother was going to get into a big trouble this time,

and it was his own will.