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Chapter 92: Ghosts chaos in Pengcheng

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    The old man in official uniform was Lu Ming, the city lord of Pengcheng. He led Ouyang Tian and the others directly into the main hall of the city lord's mansion and held a banquet. Dozens of graceful dancers shuttled between the banquets.

    As immortal cultivators Ouyang Tian, ??Luo Wan, and Tian Guangguang naturally received the most attention, and the most beautiful dancers surrounded them.

    Ouyang Tian had never seen such a big scene before. His eyes were staring at the dancer beside him.

    Luo Wan glanced at Ouyang Tian and couldn't tell that Ouyang Tian was young but an old pervert, and his eyes were almost on the breasts of those dancing girls.

    "It is my blessing that the three immortals can come to Pengcheng. On behalf of the people in Pengcheng, I would like to toast the three immortals!" Lu Ming held up the wine glass.

    "City Lord Lu, you're welcome!" Tian Guangguang picked up the wine glass.

    Luo Wan and Ouyang Tian couldn't help but pick up the wine glasses and took a symbolic sip from Lu Ming's face.

    Luo Wan and Ouyang Tian are both disciples of the Purple Qi Immortal Sect. They usually eat spiritual rice and drink spiritual wine. They really look down on this kind of mortal wine.

    On the other hand, Tian Guangguang, a casual cultivator, enjoys eating. Generally, casual cultivators live in a miserable state. All the spiritual stones they have are used for cultivation, so how can they be willing to spend them on eating and drinking.

    Tian Guangguang glanced at Luo Wan and Ouyang Tian. It could be seen from the behavior of these two people that they were definitely not casual cultivators. They were most likely disciples of a sect, and they were also disciples of a large sect. The temperament and temperament of a large sect disciple  There is an essential difference between casual cultivators.

    "Luo Wan, Luo Qian, maybe even the names are fake." Tian Guangguang chuckled, and there were two more disciples from the sect who thought they were smart.

    After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Lu Mingqing withdrew, and only Lu Ming and Ouyang Tian were left in the hall.

    "Three immortals, please save me Pengcheng!" Lu Ming suddenly knelt down.

    Ouyang Tian and Luo Wan looked confused, but Tian Guangguang looked calm.

    "City Master Peng, the immortal cultivators nearby have already known about the trouble caused by the ghosts in Tianqi State. The powerful immortal cultivators have been summoned to the Imperial City. Because the Imperial City can provide us with the resources we need, it is not impossible for me to help Pengcheng.  , Dare I ask what kind of price the city lord can offer?" Tian Wanwang played with the wine glass in his hand.

    "As long as the Immortal is willing to take action, I, Pengcheng, are willing to give you a hundred spiritual stones!" Lu Ming's eyes were full of pleading.

    Ouyang Tian and Luo Wan did not take these hundred spiritual stones seriously, but Tian Guangguang was different. He was a casual cultivator, and even a hundred low-grade spiritual stones were a huge sum of money for him.

    Tian Guangguang is also secretly excited. He made the right bet. Although the Imperial City has many resources, it has gathered a large number of immortal cultivators. A casual cultivator like him at the third level of Qi refining could not even drink soup in the past, but no one cares about it here.  But he can monopolize the entire border town.

    Tian Guangguang looked at Ouyang Tian and Luo Wan: "Are you two interested in taking action?"

    Luo Wan was interrupted by Ouyang Tian just as he was about to speak: "We brothers are not very knowledgeable and will not join in the fun. It is enough for Pengcheng to have Brother Tian in charge."

    Tian Guangguang smiled slightly. Even if the two sect disciples knew each other, he was sure to eat the hundred spiritual stones from Pengcheng. After eating Pengcheng's, he could go to other border cities. He could make a lot of money this time.  Thousands of spiritual stones were enough for him to reach the fourth level of Qi Refining Realm.

    "Report! There are ghosts causing trouble in the city again!" A physical realm warrior came to report in a hurry.

    Tian Guangguang chuckled: "It's a mere ghost. I'm going to kill this ghost right now!"

    I saw Tian Guangguang pinching a spell, and a mahogany sword flew out from his sleeve. Tian Guangguang landed on the mahogany sword with his toes, and the sword left the city lord's palace.

    Lu Ming looked excited, shouting that Pengcheng was saved, Pengcheng was saved, and so on.

    ¡°But Tian Guangguang¡¯s sword-driving skills are really poor in Ouyang Tian¡¯s opinion. To say that he is a sword-driving person is to insult the word ¡°sword-driving skills¡±.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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