Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan asked in confusion: "Zhou Tian Market?"

Tongzhen chuckled and said: "Fellow Qingmu has just come here, so I don't know that the Sunday market is a major event in our world. Just like the market in the secular world, it is held every fifty years, and every time it lasts About a month, and this time it’s my turn to do it in Taicang City.”

Geng Yuan also came over and said: "Yes, countless people will come from all realms, bringing their treasures, spiritual objects, various collections, and pockets full of spiritual stones to the collection. Trading with people in the market can be described as lively and noisy!”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but become interested: "So, there will be many rare things appearing?"

"Of course!" Geng Yuan said with a beaming expression: "At the last Zhoutian market, I spent fifty thousand high-grade spiritual stones to buy a piece of earth-level Zisi Shuo from a stupid alien monk. Jin Shi broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and advanced to become a god."

He smacked his lips as if he still had something to say: "I just don't know if my luck will be that good this time."

Liu Qinghuan asked: "Is there anyone from other interfaces coming?"

"Yes, there are quite a few." Geng Yuan said: "During the Zhoutian Fair, the gate of our Wanhu Realm in the Mingtian Battlefield will be open. As long as you are a monk on the Qingming side, you only need to spend a thousand lower-grade products. If you buy a pass token with spirit stones, you can come to the fair."

"Hey!" Liu Qinghuan looked at Tong Zhen and sighed: "This business is good! A person can make a lot of money just by selling the pass tokens, right?"

Tongzhen smiled and said: "Fortunately, for a high-level monk, this amount of spiritual stone is just a drop in the bucket."

In this regard, he obviously didn't want to say more, and instead said: "There are all kinds of spiritual things in the market, but the quality varies. There are real things, and there are also many fake ones. It depends on whether you are discerning enough. If it is difficult to tell the difference, , there will also be a reputable auction held at that time, and the things in it will be genuine. ”

Liu Qinghuan touched his chin, thinking that he wanted to combine the Jiuqu Hongchen Pu and the Songxi Cave Heaven Diagram into one, and the Nirvana elixir recipe had not yet been completed. Maybe he could find something useful at the Zhoutian market.

"So, you really can't miss it..."

When a group of people walked out of the teleportation circle in Taicang City, they saw a huge fairy city leaning on mountains and rivers. The flow of people coming and going was like crucian carp crossing the river, filling the streets and alleys.

Taicang City has a forbidden air formation. There are many shops on both sides of the wide streets, and all the doors are wide open, welcoming visitors from all directions.

There are squares painted on the roadside, and a stone table is placed uniformly. Someone has already taken out things and started setting up a stall. There was also the one who sold the bulk items, occupying several squares.

As for the people walking on the road, in addition to normal clothes, there are also many people in strange clothes and weird appearances. Some people have extra horns on their heads, are over ten feet tall, or have an extra tail behind them, and they walk with a twist. Turn, very eye-catching.

There are still several days before the official start of the Sunday market, and Taicang City is already so lively, and I am afraid that the whole city will be crowded later.

Before Liu Qinghuan could take a closer look, a young man holding a fly whisk came over with several monks. Before he even got close, he laughed loudly and said, "Tongzhen, you have finally arrived!"

Tongzhen's figure was shaken, with a look of shock on his face, and he hurriedly greeted him and bowed: "Senior Chongyi, when did you get out of seclusion? How dare you boys come to greet you? This, this is really..."

Seeing an old man with white hair and white beard bending down and calling himself a boy in front of a young man with red lips and white teeth, the scene was really funny. However, the age of a monk is never determined by his appearance, so everyone present saluted the young man respectfully.

Liu Qinghuan also bowed his head and bowed, so that Tongzhen could call himself this, and the several monks following him were all above the level of transformation. Obviously, this young man's cultivation level must be extremely high, and his identity may also be very high. Unusual.

The young man waved his hand casually, interrupting Tong Zhen's words. His eyes had already fallen on Liu Qinghuan, who looked strange and clicked his tongue: "Are you the little cultivator from Yun Mengze? Yes, yes, I heard that you unexpectedly slapped the Buddha Demon A big slap in the face to make them lose face? Hahaha, I admire you very much!"

Liu Qinghuan was a little stunned and acted like he was flattered: "This junior is also forced by the situation and has to fight for his life."

Tongzhen stepped forward and introduced him: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu, this is Senior Chong Yi, the master of Wuji Peak of Taiqing Sect. Senior has been in seclusion for thousands of years in order to reach the realm of Mahayana."

He couldn't hide his excitement and said: "We really didn't expect you, senior, to greet us and keep you waiting for so long..."

Chong Yi casually put the fly whisk on his shoulder, acting more and more like an unruly young man.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I just came out to get some air. I also heard that Yun Mengze was found, so I stopped by to see people. Let's go back to the door first."

He waved to Liu Qinghuan and said with bright eyes: "Come here and tell me in detail on the way how you got rid of the skin of the Buddha Sect."

Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to walk over and think about it for a while. Chong Yi seemed to dislike the Futu Demon Sect very much, and he was obviously looking at the other party's joke.

In an extremely angry tone, he told the story of how the Futu Demon Sect disguised late-stage monks as mid-stage god-transformation monks and tricked him into competing on stage. The subsequent battle process was even more thrilling - although the facts were indeed very thrilling. .

The group of people walked outside Taicang City. Once outside the city, they changed into a cart pulled by four spiritual animals and continued to Taiqing Gate.

Taiqingmen, as the leader of Wanhu Realm Daomen, the mountain gate is extremely majestic. The inside of the door is like a fairyland outside the world. Countless mountains, large and small, are looming in the misty clouds and mist, giving them a light and earthly atmosphere.

Liu Qinghuan kept talking, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity in his heart, especially when he saw the nine majestic peaks. If the positions were not completely different, he would have thought that he had returned to the Wenshi Sect.

"Then what?" Chong Yi asked from the side: "Did the Futu Demon Sect really let you enter the chalcedony pond of Hanjitian?"

Liu Qinghuan calmed down and said, "Yes, they are in the wrong and can't go back on their previous agreement in front of everyone, so they have no choice but to agree."

"Hahaha!" Chong Yi slapped his legs and laughed, completely lacking the majesty that a major repair should have: "Let them always use some sneaky tricks, and now they will lose the rice instead of stealing the chicken. It's interesting!"

The others also burst into laughter and threw compliments at Liu Qinghuan again.

Liu Qinghuan also smiled and asked casually, "Senior, the nine peaks of your Taiqing Gate are so tall, but do they have any origins?"

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