Experts were everywhere on the avenue. Ye Qinghan's face was covered with a large number of parasites. He couldn't change his face, but he could change it with poisonous insects. His face was dark with some moving black strands. His unique temperament had been completely destroyed, making him look somewhat sinister and terrifying.
Ye Qinghan deliberately bent his body and walked alone with the help of a walking stick. The divine bird was hidden in his bloodline.
Go, go, go!!
Many bounty hunters passed by him as his horse galloped.
"Go away! There's a big mission! The reward is a thousand strands of faith! "
Boom!
A figure stepped through the void. He could actually fly for a short period of time and rushed to the stone tablet. There was a large piece of paper pasted on it as he leaned against Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan looked at the paper and saw a black-clothed man wearing a bamboo hat. Wasn't that his disguise from before?
"This person is extremely daring. He killed ten bounty hunters and a small team leader. Anyone who kills this thief will be rewarded with a thousand strands of faith and can be called a Bounty Hunter Centurion!" The expert pointed his divine sword at the black-clothed man and spoke in a deep voice.
Bounty hunters all had life tablets. Once their life tablets were shattered, they would die.
The bounty hunter sent away by Ye Qinghan explained the movement of Ye Qinghan's team. It was easy to deduce that Ye Qinghan was the one who killed them. However, they only knew that it was a black-clothed man wearing a bamboo hat. They didn't know what he looked like.
"This person is definitely a wanted criminal. Moreover, his cultivation level is extremely high, daring to kill bounty hunters. Moreover, it was a small team. This person is wicked beyond redemption. Even those who provide information will be rewarded with ten strands of faith!" The expert's voice was low and heavy, sounding like a great bell as it spread into the distance.
The surroundings were in an uproar. First, it was Ye Qinghan who was worth ten thousand strands of faith. Now, there was a wanted criminal worth a thousand strands of faith. Anyone who provided information would be rewarded with ten strands of faith. As long as they caught either of these two, they wouldn't have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of their lives!
"Damn, bounty hunters are indeed rich and overbearing. Only nine one-star hunters and one three-star hunter died, yet they're willing to pay such a high price. A thousand strands of faith? This is a good deal!"
"Don't even think about killing this black-clothed bamboo hat man. As long as I can find his tracks, I'll get ten strands of faith. It's a very good deal. I'll do it!"
Whoosh!
There were at least a hundred experts in the surroundings who had decided to pursue this black-clothed bamboo hat man.
Ye Qinghan sneered. Coupled with his sinister expression, he looked even more sinister.
"The only thing that the Bounty Hunter Organization can confirm is that the Man in Bamboo Hat is within a radius of three thousand miles. The location where he killed the bounty hunter has been found. It is in the Snow Red Mountain Range. He died last night. It is very likely that he will enter the city now. Or maybe he's still in the Snow Red Mountain Range. Let's try our luck! "
That expert's eyes were like torches as he scanned the surroundings. In the end, his gaze fell upon Ye Qinghan. He stared at him for a good while before shifting his gaze away.
Ye Qinghan was expressionless. He pretended to shake his head and said, "If only I could encounter such a mission."
That expert kept staring at Ye Qinghan's back. He felt that there was something strange about him, but he couldn't see anything strange about him.
Ye Qinghan didn't dare to make any other moves. After all, that person was a six-star bounty hunter. He was definitely one of the best among bounty hunters. He was one of the top experts in the Blessed Buddha Temple's bounty organization.
Dong dong dong!
Ye Qinghan leaned on his walking stick and walked forward step by step. He approached the city walls. There was a large group of soldiers guarding the city gates. They all had wanted posters in their hands. Even children wouldn't be spared. As long as they found a wanted criminal, he wouldn't be able to escape.
"Stop, line up, raise your heads!"
"Don't move, don't speak!"
The general of the city guards angrily rebuked and drew his sword.
Thousands of soldiers stood on the city walls with divine crossbows in their hands. They were ready to attack at any time.
No one dared to provoke the city's officials. They represented the Blessed Buddha Temple, the strongest of the Blessed Buddha Temple.
"Amitabha …"
At this time, two monks in monk robes walked past the city with their palms together. The experts on both sides of the city quickly made way for them. Even the city guards bowed.
"We respectfully send off the sacred buddhas!"
Everyone bowed and said in unison.
This was the treatment Blessed Buddha Temple's monks received in their territory. No one could compare to them. Even a young monk who had just joined the sect had a much higher status than the city guards.
Ye Qinghan bowed and pretended to be respectful. At this moment, all he wanted to do was to leave and not cause any trouble.
"These bald donkeys have such high status. Two little bastards who are only at the peak realm can make a group of Realm Lords bow. Tsk tsk tsk, if I were the Blessed Buddha Temple's divine beast totem, I would be rich."
The divine bird was very envious, hiding in Ye Qinghan's embrace and sighed.
Ye Qinghan smiled indifferently. As a member of the Blessed Buddha Temple, their status was naturally high. However, it was sad that they didn't have their own thoughts.
The two monks left proudly, and the city gate returned to normal. Everyone lined up and walked through the city.
When it was Ye Qinghan's turn, the city guards looked at Ye Qinghan with disgust. It was rare to see someone who could cultivate to the expert realm and still be so ugly.
"Get lost, how ugly are your parents to give birth to such a disgusting person?"
A city guard impatiently waved his hand and scolded.
Ye Qinghan wasn't angry and quickly entered the city.
The city was bustling, and the streets were filled with experts. Street vendors and adventurers were everywhere.
Children were running around on the streets, causing the burly man to scold them.
There were many buddha statues in the city, but they were forbidden to sell them because they were highly revered.
Ye Qinghan looked around and wanted to get some faith money. At the same time, he also wanted to find out how these wisps of faith could be turned into real money. After all, he had a lot of faith in his sea of consciousness. If there was a chance, he could create his own money to buy divine artifacts.
If he wanted to get faith money, he could only sell some divine artifacts.
Seeing the hawkers shouting, Ye Qinghan followed suit. He took out a level-13 divine herb and squatted on the side of the street, looking like a hawker. He was dressed very plainly and wouldn't attract anyone's attention.
"Selling level-13 divine herbs."
Ye Qinghan shouted.
"Level-13 divine herbs? Half a wisp of faith. " As soon as he spoke, a young man in embroidered clothes brought two youths to Ye Qinghan. He reached out and took the divine herb. The grade was quite good, but the price he offered was much lower.
Ye Qinghan frowned and said firmly, "Fellow Daoist, please offer sincerely. One level-13 divine herb for three wisps of faith in the market. I'm not cheating anyone."
"Ugly person, is this your first time in the city? You don't even know someone from my Wang family! I'm giving you half a wisp of faith because I pity you. You're so ugly, it's really sad! "The young man rebuked in disgust and was about to leave after throwing down half a wisp of faith.
Faith money. Faith was wrapped in a layer of gold, and that wisp of faith was placed on the surface of the gold. Faith was as thin as silk, and the gold was also very thin. It was like a piece of paper, not as wide as a fingernail and as long as half a thumb. A wisp of faith was only as long as a finger. Apart from top-level existences, no one could turn faith into a physical object and place it in gold. Therefore, faith money couldn't be forged.
Ye Qinghan was furious. This thing was forcefully sold to him. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved the divine herb and threw half a wisp of faith back to the young man.
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