After a quick meal, Ye Tianchen and Tianyuan were about to go out.

The four seasons are like winter, and Ami City is no exception. Snow falls in the gray sky, falling on everyone's shoulders, and it melts when touched.

Looking at this peaceful scenery, Ye Tianchen also fell into a moment of yearning.

If there were not so many stories in the mortal world, there were not so many revenge.

There is not so much love and hate, there is not so much indifference.

Maybe I am now living a mortal life with a woman in the mortal world.

It seemed that he felt Ye Tianchen’s thoughts. Wan Gu suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness and said to Ye Tianchen quietly.

"If this world is not as much as you think, why do you need a cultivator?"

"Yes, why do you all yearn for the path of cultivation? Full of murderous intent and betrayal, isn't it good to be an ordinary person?"

Ye Tianchen heard the voice of Wanju and seemed to have found the object of confiding.

"But no matter what, I will yearn for a higher status and a better life."

"Just like that big tree, maybe it doesn't have that strong power, but the baptism of time has gradually grown into a towering tree."

"That group of ants is so weak. But they enjoy the reputation of many ants killing elephants, constantly looking for elephants, but they are always stepped to death."

"The same is true for humans. Even if they give them a prosperous sound, they don't need to endure hardships or struggles. They will still yearn for a higher and better life, no matter who they are."

"He has the skills to reach the divine realm, but unexpectedly obtained the secrets of ancient cultivation, which is inconsistent with what he is practicing now. He decisively abandoned the skills to practice the divine realm and instead practiced the ancient skills."

"Who knows if he encounters a secret book that is stronger than the ancient martial arts, will he abandon this ancient martial art that he thinks is extremely powerful?"

"Everyone is different, but everyone's desire to reach the top is the same."

"When you want to achieve glory, you need to step on the bodies of countless people, the fears of countless people, and the glory created by countless people, to cast a ladder and climb up."

"However, when you reach the top, there are still many people who are obstructing you, and you may be doomed if you are not careful."

"So, don't think too much, just walk step by step."

After hearing what Wan Gu said, Ye Tianchen was silent.

Ye Tianchen also knew that the world could not develop according to his wishes, and even if he became the strongest in the world, it would not be possible.

There is always someone who covets the throne under you, waiting in the dark to pull you to hell.

Tianyuan, who was standing beside him, seemed to see Ye Tianchen's mood, and put his hands together and said to Ye Tianchen.

"Amitabha, does the donor have any worries? When he came out of the humble house, he looked sad. I wonder what the donor thought of?"

Ye Tianchen calmed down in Tianyuan's voice, looked at Tianyuan, and shook his head.

"It's okay, I just thought of some old past events, it doesn't matter."

"Amitabha, that's fine."

When Tianyuan heard Ye Tianchen's words, he hid the cold light flashing in his eyes and said to Ye Tianchen.

"Donor, the convenience is Ami City in front of you. Please wait for me for a while, so I will go and have a conversation."

Ye Tianchen nodded and watched Tianyuan walk towards the guards of the city gate. Both sides bowed to each other and looked at their positions from time to time. Finally, Tianyuan, who looked smiling, walked back.

"Amitabha, I have negotiated with him. Let's go in by donor."

"good."

Ye Tianchen nodded slightly and didn't say much.

When entering the city gate, the guard at the door folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name at the two of them, and watched them enter the city with a smile. But I don't know if it was Ye Tianchen's illusion, but I always felt that the guard's smile contained other meanings.

When you walk into Ami City, the scene here is a lot different from that outside.

There was no shouting outside inside, and all vendors looked at the customers with a smile and rarely answered. The people who went to buy things also looked at the goods and vendors with a smile, making Ye Tianchen feel that the city seemed to be a paradise for smiles.

But no matter how much the other party smiled, Ye Tianchen always felt that there were many illusions mixed in the other party's smile, just like the weasel's thought of wishing New Year to the chicken.

No longer thinking so much, he followed Tianyuan toward the city lord's mansion. It seemed that Tianyuan was planning to take him to visit the city lord.

Halfway through, a different person attracted Ye Tianchen's attention.

It was a man in gray robe with sparse hair on his head, his eyes were squinted habitually, and there were deep Sichuan-shaped marks on his eyebrows. It was a trace left by the reason for his frequent frowning.

The thin lips showed the man's meanness. He had several holes in his gray robe and rag shoes on his feet, like a man who was so ordinary that he could not be more ordinary.

It was not these that attracted Ye Tianchen's attention. The other party's face did not have the smiles of these people on the street, which made him look a little out of place with the surrounding environment.

The vendor in front of him still had a smile on his face, but the smile was a little cold, at least in Ye Tianchen's opinion.

The man stood here for a long time and finally spoke.

"How to sell this?"

The hoarse voice was completely inconsistent with the other party's influence, like the voice of a respected elderly man.

The vendor just shook his head and stood a finger at the man.

"A Buddha Seal?"

Foyin is a currency commonly used in the Western world. It does not have any spiritual power, but it can make it more convenient for those who practice Buddha nature to understand Buddhism.

The vendor still shook his head and looked at the man with a smile even more.

"Ten Buddha Seals?"

The man frowned slightly, as if the price was beyond his heart.

"One hundred Buddha seals."

The vendor spoke, and the crisp voice was inversely proportional to the man's hoarse voice. Standing in front of the man seemed to be showing off what the other party did not have.

The man's brows frowned even deeper.

What he was interested in was just a dagger with some ancient marks engraved on it, which looked very mottled.

Just such a simple dagger was more than enough for three Buddha seals in a man's heart. Unexpectedly, the other party wanted a hundred, which was like a lion's mouth.

"The price is too much, I don't want it."

Standing in front of the stall and thinking about it, the man shook his head and prepared to give up the dagger.

At this time, the vendor spoke again.

"Donor, this dagger is destined to be with you."

A few simple words, the man seemed to be impeded when he heard it, and a sense of determination appeared in his eyes. He returned to the vendor again, picked up the dagger, and looked at it carefully.

When everyone on the street saw this scene, they just smiled slightly, as if they had become accustomed to it...

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Chapter completed!