Yutai Mountain is very big. It is called a mountain, but it is actually more like a mountain range composed of planets.

From the main city of nine mountain peaks, it is arranged in order from high to low. There is also a wide platform in the middle, which should be the jade platform.

Chen Xia stood at the railing of the ferry and watched.

The planets in Yutai Mountain are much smaller than the Cangtian Sword Sea. It is estimated that only one percent of the sword sea is as big as that.

The ferry stopped at the ferry in front of Yutai Mountain, and there were other ferries of all sizes around, and the shuttles also stopped here.

The monks on the boat walked out of the ferry one after another and came to the market at the ferry.

This is a place for ferry boats to rest and a good place for monks to trade. Many rare treasures may appear at the ferry market.

Moreover, this is a market in Yutaishan, which is protected by the jurisdiction of Yutaishan, and basically eliminates the possibility of monks robbing and fighting.

Cao Gao walked to Chen Xia in a hurry, lowered his head, and said respectfully.

"The ferry needs to be rested, please forgive me. I will come back soon after I go out and will be able to get back on the road."

"Yes." Chen Xia nodded, "It's okay, if you have something to do, go and do it."

Cao Gao hurriedly clasped his fists, "Thank you for your understanding, senior."

After Chen Xia waved his hand, Cao Gao dared to retreat lightly. He then used magical magic to flash away.

Chen Xia took out a hat at some point, flipped his hands and covered it on his head. He casually got off the ferry like a guest in a white hat and entered the market.

There is not much difference between the monk's market and the mortal world.

They always set up a stall and wait for others to ask, but occasionally there are shouting, but they may not be able to sell things.

Chen Xia walked slowly, listening to the words of the monks, and bought a pot of wine with the spirit stone. He shook it gently, but did not open it to drink.

"The son of the leader of Yutai Mountain has broken through to the middle stage of the mountain realm. He is expected to enter the Cangtian Sword Sea and become a reserve disciple. If he can go further, he will become a little elder or a formal disciple or something."

"Yutaishan is really about to rise, and the nearby medium-sized sects may not be able to wrestle the arm of Yutaishan."

Some monks' leisurely words came.

"It may not be necessary. Although there are few little elders and formal disciples in the Cangtian Sword Sea, they do not have much say in the Cangtian Sword Sea, and they cannot achieve a transformation-like improvement for Yutai Mountain."

"So I think if the son of the head of Yutai Mountain can really become a little elder in the Cangtian Sword Sea, Yutai Mountain can become a top-level medium-sized sect, but it is not invincible."

Other monks sent opposition words, most of which were discussions on the forces in the star field, fully expressing their subjective speculations.

Regardless of whether you can do it or not, you still have to evaluate it anyway.

Chen Xia liked to listen very much, so she sat outside and listened to them bragging, and she didn't drink any wine in the small pot.

He doesn't drink much, and buying such a pot is just because he is bored.

The monks talked endlessly, and the vendors were hawking each other.

Chen Xia narrowed her eyes, leaned against the wall, holding a wine pot in her hand, and shaking it gently.

For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the past.

The vendor in front seemed to be carrying candied haws and shouted.

"The lowest-grade spiritual medicine, three hundred spiritual stones!"

The inappropriate words pulled Chen Xia back. He leaned against the wall and stared at the shaking wine pot on his hand. After a while, he shook his head and chuckled.

"I'm really drunk."

The wine pot was not opened, and there was a lot of wine.

But he was really drunk.

With his palms on the wall, Chen Xia slowly stood up, pinned the wine pot around his waist, sorted out the somewhat messy white clothes, and straightened the hat on his head.

Lift your steps lightly, neither fast nor slow.

Baiyi plunged into the market with the most crowded crowds.

Since you are already drunk, wake up slowly.

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The main peak of Yutai Mountain is also the highest mountain.

Cao Gaohou was outside the gate, listening to the sound of promises spreading inside, and then he hurriedly lowered his head and stepped forward, and said respectfully to the figure in the seat.

"Cao Xiaozi has seen the young master."

The figure in the seat supported his head with one hand, and next to him were two gorgeously dressed maids pushing and massage him.

"Why are there fewer spirit stones in recent years? You agreed to me at the beginning and I will divide it into 30% of the spirit stones."

A figure that was still slow came.

Cao Gao trembled, clasped his fists with both hands, lowered his head, and quickly replied.

"In recent hundreds of years, the star field has been slightly turbulent, fewer people are riding on ferries, and orders for delivering goods are not easy to find, so the 30% assigned to you are less."

"When I was assigned to me, I had more than 2,000 spirit stones, why is there only more than 1,000 now?" The figure asked again.

"Because there are fewer...there are fewer." Cao Gao hurriedly replied.

"Nonsense!" The figure on the seat suddenly shouted, stood up and cursed angrily.

"Cao Baby, I think you are a little ignorant of your life. In the past, you gave me two thousand spirit stones obediently, but now, relying on your cultivation level in the mountain realm, you dare to secretly cut the spirit stones you gave me!"

"No...no, you..." Cao Gao said in a hurry and waved his hands helplessly.

"Also quibble!" The figure said angrily, and his figure flashed, and appeared directly in front of Cao Gao, with a spiritual energy in his hand and suddenly shook it out.

Bang!

An extremely crisp and loud slap.

Cao Gao fell to the ground, with red slap marks on his face, and his blood was mottled, but he did not dare to resist or stand up, and just lay on the ground.

"Ph!" The figure spitted out, revealing his face, his cheeks were pretty and pale, and there were strange red dots between his eyebrows.

"I don't care about your business or any reason for you. Every time I arrive at me, the spirit stones must be up two thousand, otherwise your ferry will never drive, do you understand?"

"Yes...yes." Cao Gao lay on the ground, with blood slightly overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and his hair was messy, blocking the slap marks on his face.

"Get out." The figure waved his hand impatiently and walked towards the seat.

Cao Gao slowly got up, not even wiping the blood on his face. He clasped his fists with both hands, bowed to the figure on the seat, and said respectfully.

"Thank you, the young master."

His expression was covered by messy hair and he could not see anything.

The figure on the seat grinned and waved his hand.

"If you move in the mountains, others may think you are not bad, but in Yutai Mountain, in my eyes, you are just a dog."

"It's okay to be obedient to your bones, but it's nothing to beat you to death if you don't obey. That's it. You'd better know yourself. It's a bit embarrassing to be a mountain moving place that is thousands of years old and is so ungrateful."

"Yes." Cao Gaomuna nodded her head and reached out to wipe the stains on her sleeves, but stopped halfway and instead bowed with her hands.

In the afternoon.

Cao Gao walked down the main peak, his messy hair covering his face, he was confused and his eyes were dull.

Some people live to see the distant mountains and seas.
Chapter completed!