"Be careful in everything." Zhao Yu still reminded, "Don't take out the sound stone of the mother-child in front of him, nor do you have any mood swings in front of him. Tianyi Zhenjun's spiritual consciousness is extremely thick and sharp. If there is a slight flaw, he will catch it."

Yi Ming nodded. Of course, he knew the result of being caught by Tianyi Zhenjun, that was to be slapped to death.

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Seven days later, Jingtian City.

Yi Ming was wearing a white scholarly suit, a green water jade pendant hanging on his waist, and a fragrant concubine bamboo folding fan in his hand, walking on the street where ordinary people in Jingtian City live.

After he arrived at Jingtian City, he did not go to the monk area at all. In his opinion, Tianyi Zhenjun could not be in the monk area. After all, Jingtian City is also a big city. Maybe the palace master of Jinghu Palace will come at any time, or some monk with secret skills will find him, or he accidentally exposed a flaw and was discovered by someone.

If he hides here, he will definitely be in the mortal area, so Yi Ming has been wandering around in the mortal area of ​​Jingtian City for the past few days.

"Tsk tsk, the lives of ordinary people in Jingtian City are also very happy." Yi Ming thought to himself.

He was born into an ordinary person and lived in the mortal area of ​​Yongping Town and Ji'an City. However, he had been in a hurry after visiting Jingtian City several times and had never stopped in the mortal area.

The living conditions in Jingtian City are obviously better than those in Ji'an City and other places. The upper class is more willing to invest money and has no shortage of manpower and material resources. A little leftover soup is enough for the living of the lower class. Therefore, the street where Yi Ming walked is wide and clean, bustling, with stalls and vendors everywhere, and the waiter who recruits customers shouted loudly, for fear that passers-by would not hear it.

"Young Master, the bird's flying flowers in the Que Tower are a unique place in the city. The home-made Bichon wine is soft and mellow. Come and try it!"

"Young Master is so handsome. The girls in our Qionghua Building are all good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Their skills in serving people are also the best. You might as well come in and enjoy it?"

"Young Master, we have newly added a batch of works by calligraphy and painting masters in Wanhua Pavilion. Why don't you come in and taste it?"

Yi Ming stopped by the side of the road, first sniffed, then moved his ears, and then laughed.

"The taste of the bird tongue is sour after drinking. It is obvious that the purple wheat was added when brewing. I didn't see other skills of the girl in Qionghua Building, but the person who played "Love Flowers Nine Sadness" just now had a very stiff turn in the second section. As for Wanhua Pavilion..."

Seeing the middle-aged man with a stiff face at the door of Wanhua Pavilion, Yi Ming smiled and said, "Although the calligraphy and paintings in Wanhua Pavilion are of varying quality, there are still some that can be seen."

"Please, please!"

Yi Ming smiled and waved his folding fan lightly. He looked like a young man in the turbid world and walked into Wanhua Pavilion step by step.

"This is the "Hundred Birds Picture" by Painter Liu."

"Yes, some of the birds are still quite charming."

"This is the "Bamboo Forest Picture" by Painter Du."

"No, it's too fake. Although it was drawn a little bit staggered, it didn't show the vitality and garbage."

"Hiss!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but take a breath and pointed to a painting, "This is the "Cloud Tiger Roaring the Sky" by Painter Qian."

"It's even more trash. He must have seen Yun Hu from a distance, right? He only drew the momentum of a beast, and dared to take it out and bluff people?"

The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrank, and the cold sweat on his forehead couldn't help but drip.
Chapter completed!