"Well, there is really nothing good. I don't know where there is a fetus selling the Tao." Ren Daoyuan seemed to murmuring to himself, his voice so light that only people within a few steps could hear it.

The old man continued to rest as he took the old scroll in his hand, and with a "bang", he landed on the table in front of him. He raised his head and looked at Ren Daoyuan, his face full of surprise and a little ridiculous.

"Hmm? Boy, what are you looking at?" Ren Daoyuan pointed at the young man's palm and said angrily, with a completely playboy's face.

Liu Ruyan was stunned. She knew that her cousin's temper was so she could only focus on what she was interested in. She never had sex with those playboys. She looked peaceful on the outside and had a tough heart and would not get angry easily. Why did she get angry with a boy today?

"Hmph." The young man's eyes were completely unconventional of care and enthusiasm. Seeing Ren Daoyuan getting angry, he picked up the scroll and ignored it directly.

"What do you mean?" Ren Daoyuan seemed to be really angry, took two steps forward, pointed at the boy and scolded him angrily.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, young man, don't forget, this is a sword tower, not a place where you can cause trouble." The old palm behind the boy opened his eyes and said softly.

Only then did Liu Ruyan remember where she was, and hurriedly pulled Ren Daoyuan's clothes: "Cousin, you can't cause trouble here."

"Why?" Ren Daoyuan asked in confusion. Although he was not intentionally causing trouble, he had his own ideas. The sentence just now was not an unintentional statement. The old man looked calm and his eyes were closed, obviously he didn't understand it. The young man's palms and sneered eyes obviously knew what Taoist fetus was.

Ren Daoyuan's Taoist art comes from dreams and is silently guided. It is more appropriate to say that it is a sneak peek or bystander. Therefore, in Taoist art, the understanding of the truth should be considered very poor. He started with actual equipment making, so he only knew that he should do this, but he didn't know why he should do this.

Ren Daoyuan doesn't want to tell his family about the things in the dream for the time being, and he has never heard his parents talk about the Taoist master, and he doesn't know if they know it. This sword tower is the largest treasure pavilion in the Fengyu Empire, and the palm of the eye is one of the most knowledgeable people. Ren Daoyuan naturally wants to test it. Who would have thought that one sentence was really tried, and this palm of the eye really knows what the Taoist fetus is.

He tried it out, but what should we do next? Ren Daoyuan hadn't figured out a solution yet, so he asked directly, afraid that others would not care about him at all. All walks of life have their own unique means, which is the ability to eat and live. Who would easily reveal it? It is said that many masters will keep a hand until they die, not to give it to their apprentices, let alone be an outsider.

"The backstage of Jianlou is very powerful, no one can afford to offend him?" Liu Ruyan lay in his ear and said softly.

Ren Daoyuan nodded to show his understanding, but that's not the case. Almost every temple has branches in the largest treasure pavilion. How could there be no backend at this scale? But this palm is a bit angry. After all, you are kind of making money, so how can you put on such a face?

Forget it, go back and think about how to get in touch with this young man. He obviously knows the Taoist fetus. As long as someone knows it, he can always slowly figure out what the Taoist master is.

Just as Ren Daoyuan figured it out, two guards came in outside the sword tower. When he saw it, Ren Daoyuan was really shocked. These two guards were all middle-level cultivation levels. They stood behind the young man and stared at Ren Daoyuan and his face was unhappy.

"Where can you do business like this? Let's go." Ren Daoyuan shook his head and said, pulling Liu Ruyan away from the sword tower. He knew that he was considering doing business, otherwise he and Ruyan would be in trouble. Any two guards were mid-level earth-level, and this method was no worse than that of the Ren family.

The dishes at Huibinlou are good, but Ren Daoyuan, who has something to do, doesn't know the taste at all. The young man seemed to have some problems with his palms. The two guards seemed to be protecting him, but no one paid attention to him. This was wrong. You know, the older the palms, the more valuable it is.

As for how to get in touch with the young man's palm, Ren Daoyuan even thought of several ways, but it was not mature. He had done too much before, which made him wary of himself and had a bad impression. It was probably not easy to talk from him.

"Brother Yuan, go out to the city to play in the afternoon. There are some good things." After dinner, Ruyan said while drinking tea. She is the host and she should take her cousin to play.

"Oh? What's good looking outside the city?" Ren Daoyuan asked absent-mindedly.

"There is a ring competition, today is the tenth day of the first lunar month." Liu Ruyan looked excited. It seemed that this ring competition was very passionate. The little girl always liked to watch these things.

"Ring competition?" Ren Daoyuan became a little interested when talking about martial arts, but when he thought that these little girls were making trouble, he found it boring.

"Well, the four surnames of the Taiqing Mansion are the main ones. Those who have grudges will avenge them, and those who have grudges will avenge them. If you don't have grudges and have no grudges, you can share your experiences." Liu Ruyan was a little excited and danced.

"Oh? Can you fight for life and death?" Resentment? This is interesting. You should know that a person's cultivation and martial arts are the best way to see the tricks is between life and death. No matter how beautiful the practice is, he may be completely distorted at critical moments.

"Of course not." Liu Ruyan said in surprise. What's so great about the battle of life and death?

There is no life-and-death battle, not duel. What is the meaning of this? Ren Daoyuan was completely uninterested, but he couldn't resist Liu Ruyan's grinding people. Looking at Ruyan, Ren Daoyuan was full of doting, and he was indeed a child. In fact, he had never thought that he was not as big as Yan. It was just that in his dream, except for Taoism, the battles he had seen were extremely tragic, so he naturally had no interest in the child's play.

Five miles outside the Taiqing Mansion, a two-meter-high platform made of green platforms was built with a three-meter-high banner on it, with a black bottom embroidered with gold edges, and a huge red letter "Dou" in the middle, which looked a bit imposing.

There were many people gathered in groups of three or three from the audience. The oldest was only twenty-five or six years old, and the youngest was only ten years old. They were whispering and had a leisurely look, which was far from the mighty power that appeared on the flag.

A group of people came from a distance, led by a fifteen- or six-year-old girl who was clean and neat, with a good appearance, comparable to Liu Ruyan.

"Isn't this a girl from the Liu family? Who are you here to cheer up today?" The girl said with a hint of disdain on her face from ten years old.

"Hmph, my cousin and I just take a look. This fighting stage is just a child's play, and it's actually nothing good to look at." Liu Ruyan also had disdain, as if she didn't want to look at her directly.

Ren Daoyuan, who was originally listless, became interested in looking at the girl. He thought that this was Yan Ruyu, who was called by her cousin. The little cousin who was quick-talking said the most was the lady of the Yan family. They grew up in Taiqing Mansion. They had a similar family background and were about the same age, and they had to compare everything.

When I was a child, I was more literate than my father, family background, and brother. I was a little older, and I was more popular than my appearance and clothes.

After comparing, they just don’t compare martial arts anyway. Both girls are extremely smart, but they are not concerned about martial arts. They are both sixteen years old, but they are both inferior to human cultivation. Among the children of aristocratic families, there is really nothing to show off.

In this world where martial arts are the most respected, the middle-class level of the fifteen-year-old human-class level and the lower-class level of the twenty-five-year-old earth-class level is worth discussing. The lower-class level of the sixteen-year-old human-class level is indeed a bit bad.

Liu Qingji is twenty-one years old, the top grade of the human rank, Ren Daoyuan. The top grade of the human rank at the age of twenty is considered to be middle-class among the aristocratic families. If Ren Daoyuan can successfully expand his veins and enter the earth level within one year, he will be extremely excellent among the children of the aristocratic families.

As for the legend of Fengyu Huo Yujia, the top rank of the sixteen-year-old Earth rank, he was a monster-like figure. The entire empire was no match for it, so it was not necessary to be counted as young children.

The two little girls quarreled when they met, but they were just shrews scolding the streets. The tone was plain, every word was gemless, without any angry words, but they were already fighting with each other, and they were very happy.

The family background is similar, each dresses are all in thousands of clothes, and the appearance is equally pleasant. It turns out that these two girls are comparing with their mouths. They just compare and compare, and it seems that they are just comparable.

Yan Ruyu seemed anxious: "What else do you have? Do you want to compete again?"

Ruyan is naturally not afraid. Today, she has her favorite cousin by her side, so she naturally cannot be weakened by Miss Liu’s name: “You can compare whatever you say, you have never won.”

"Okay, today we are in the martial arts stage, so we will compete for martial arts cultivation." Yan Ruyu said with a little anger.

"Just compete, am I afraid of you?" Liu Ruyan replied immediately, so what about the competition? The two of them have never competed, who is better than who is better?

"Go on stage and compete." Yan Ruyu said angrily, but she was happy in her heart. Girl from the Liu family, you have today, Humph, let you see the methods of this lady.

The two most famous young ladies in Taiqing Mansion were going to compete for martial arts. The news spread, and there were bursts of laughter and cheers around the martial arts platform. The platform was cleared out immediately, allowing the two young people who were originally fighting to give way. Ren Daoyuan also took a few glances just now. The two young people on the stage were about twenty years old and their middle-class cultivation was not too bad.

But when these two young ladies were going to compete for martial arts, they immediately gave up the stage and put down the heavy wooden sword in their hands. Ren Daoyuan shook his head speechless. These people were really nonsense. What's the best thing about two low-level girls? Look at people or martial arts?

When performing martial arts competitions on the martial arts stage, they are all from aristocratic families, so they naturally cannot use real swords and guns. You must know that these young people have low cultivation levels, many of them do not even learn martial arts, and they do not have a proper skill. It is very dangerous to use real guys. Therefore, they are all swords made of heavy wood, which are a little heavier than real swords, but they have no blades or edges. Even if they are hit, they will only hurt and will not really hurt people.
Chapter completed!