In the Baibao Hall of Qianling Holy Land, countless monks come to the Baibao Hall to buy magic weapons, elixirs and other things, but they are all unable to walk.
Or maybe they are walking, keeping moving forward, but their heads are moving further and further back, and they can hardly hold their necks over.
big!
It's really big!
How can it be so big?
This is really too big!
Seeing the woman walking with the Son and Saint, they refreshed their outlook on life.
It was obvious that the other party was wearing the Taoist uniform common to the Fuchen Holy Land, and the style was very loose.
However, it was worn by this girl to give it a tight-fitting feel, perfectly outlining the woman's curves.
This figure is really too much.
It makes men call out malnutrition after seeing it!
The woman immediately doubted her life after seeing it.
It was difficult to look away from the pair of top men in the world. When they saw the woman's face, they shouted in unison that they would not let anyone live!
Forget it if you have a good figure!
Why does she still look so good-looking?
A fair face with soft lines.
The faint eyebrows have a bit of otherworldly flavor.
A pair of big cold eyes blinked gently, like the ice butterflies flying in the snow, but they made people willing to run into the cold.
She has long eyelashes, a straight pink nose, and a pink cherry mouth.
The corners of her lips were raised slightly, and the faint smile added beauty to the woman's coldness.
Her green hair was smooth and smooth, casually pulled into a bun, with a few strands of hair hanging down by her ears.
Both his figure and appearance are excellent.
Is this the saint of the Fuchen Holy Land?
With such a saint in the holy land, is there really anyone who can cultivate peacefully?
"This fellow Taoist, don't you know what this thing is?"
In the Baibao Hall, Wangdie picked up a strange stick.
"Oh, this is called 'Transformer'. Just shout 'diga' and press this button at the same time to summon the armor inside. It is a fourth-grade magic weapon."
The salesman and monk of Baibaotang explained to Wangdie.
"What about this one?" The girl looked at a strange-looking doll. Although it was strange, it was somewhat cute.
"This is a yellow-skinned mouse, which is a fifth-grade magic weapon.
When throwing it out, shout "One hundred thousand volts", this puppet will release the power of thunder, which can cause a lot of trouble to the monks in the sea-viewing realm.
Because of its cute appearance and good effects, it is deeply loved by female monks."
"What is this belt?"
"It's called the 'Masked Belt', and it can also summon armor protection."
"Then this knife is?"
"It's called the Nichirin Knife. It's a third-grade magic weapon. It's relatively expensive. However, each Nichirin Knife can transform spiritual power into unique elemental effects and release it."
As Wangdie walked in the Baibao Hall, the salesman and the monk explained to the girl.
Wangdie feels that the Baibao Hall in Qianling Holy Land is very different from any other holy land.
Many things here are very strange and have a different style of painting, but they are quite beautiful.
Especially the yellow-skinned mice, garlic tortoises and blue-skinned turtles all give people an inexplicable sense of cuteness.
After buying one of each of the strangely painted treasures in the Baibao Hall, Wangdie continued to wander around this monk town in the Qianling Holy Land.
Wangdie discovered that it was not just the Baibao Hall.
And even some of the clothes are different.
There are short skirts that just barely reach the thighs, and white tops with bows at the necklines.
There are even silky black and white stockings.
These seem to be paired with short skirts.
The strange thing is that the black silk stockings paired with a short skirt and a white top completely cover every part of the body.
But why does it look so awkward?
For these clothes, Wangdie also bought one piece of each style.
Wangdie didn't plan to wear it herself, she simply thought the clothes looked pretty.
These clothes are still cassocks.
But the grade is not that high.
What satisfied Wangdie the most was something called "Wenxiong" that Wangdie bought in a women's underwear store that was "not for men".
This kind of thing is not an ordinary bellyband. The style is very strange, but it is also pretty good-looking.
The most important thing is that it is really useful for Wangdie, who has the highest peak in the world.
It's a pity that although it is the largest size in the store, Wangdie is still a little tight.
However, Wangdie had already handed over the spirit stone and asked the store to customize it for him.
And just when Wangdie walked out of the lingerie shop, intending to try that food called milk tea, both the Holy Son and the Holy Lady from the Qianling Holy Land arrived.
Accompanying him was an elder from the Lifa Hall.
After all, young people are young and energetic. In name, Wangdie came to "argument", but in fact, it was a form of kicking recognized by both parties.
It would be bad if there is any conflict.
"I've met fellow Taoist Wangdie."
"I have met two fellow Taoists, seniors."
The three of them saluted each other.
Wangdie is the saint of Fuchenzhou. According to the sect's etiquette, the saint son and saint of Qianling Holy Land are naturally responsible for welcoming her.
"I have long heard that Miss Wangdie is the most beautiful in the world. When I saw her today, it turned out to be true."
Zhen Dexiao stepped forward as if she was familiar with it, but was blocked by Wangdie's maid.
"Sorry, Wangdie is not used to men being too close."
Behind the maid, Wangdie spoke slowly, her voice was like a butterfly flying through flowers, extremely light and joyful, but not so delicate.
"It's okay, I was just too abrupt."
Zhen Dexiao smiled, but a hint of displeasure flashed under her eyes.
Jiang Ningzhi has a more direct personality and stepped forward:
"Since the sect's competition is about to begin, if Miss Wangdie wants to argue, can she choose one day within these ten days?"
Wangdie nodded: "Everything depends on the arrangements of the Holy Land. This is the last continent for Wangdie to argue. If Wangdie is not in a hurry, it can be done after the sects compete."
"Hahaha"
The elder of the Lifa Hall stepped forward.
"The visitor is a guest, how can our Qianling Holy Land keep the guests waiting for a long time?
Furthermore, this debate is something that everyone in the world is looking forward to, so how can we keep everyone waiting for so long? We will set a date as soon as possible."
"Excuse me." Wangdie bowed and bowed, his figure was graceful and beautiful.
Elder of Lifa Hall: "We have arranged a residence for Miss Wangdie. Miss Wangdie, please take a rest first."
"That's fine, but Wangdie has a merciless request."
"Miss Wangdie, please tell me."
"Wangdie wants to spend some time at the Qianling Holy Land before arguing, so if possible, Wangdie would like to have a guide."
"If Miss Wangdie doesn't mind, His Highness the Holy Son can accompany the girl to play." The elder of Lifa Hall suggested.
The elders of Lifa Hall are not trying to bring Zhen Dexiao and Wangdie together.
But the Holy Girl will definitely refuse to accompany her, and the only one with enough status to accompany Wangdie is the Holy Son.
Wangdie smiled slightly: "Sorry, I don't like Fellow Daoist Zhen very much."
Everyone: "."
Wangdie couldn't help but look at the novel objects on the street, remembered the name of the designer mentioned by the store, and spoke slowly:
"If possible, can Wangdie meet these three Taoist friends Su Yida, Snake, and Su Dapao?"