Everything is ready, and I wait quietly every morning for the day of the market to go out with Quan Tong for a long experience.

Yuan Poshui didn't want to walk with them, saying he wanted to save face. Zhuchen didn't bother with him and let him do these little tricks.

On the day of the market, all channel friends came to pick them up early and led them to the venue in the morning.

To be honest, even if we want to engage in the street stall economy... no, it's business exchanges, Zhuchen doesn't have much to offer.

When Yingxiu came to visit, she left many exquisite bags for her, and Zhuchen even wanted to sell off those Pu Feng assets.

She packed some red fruits and duvets, killed another monster, and brought pots and pans with her. All the channel members were dumbfounded by her actions.

He was shocked and said: "Are you sure... you want to bring these?"

Zhuchen thought for a while, clapped his hands and said, "What you reminded me is that I almost forgot!"

As for Chaowen's specialties, they are not available anywhere else - Zhuchen quickly called Liao Lioyun and his junior brother.

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Several people were very proficient in sword control, especially Liao Lioyun. If she wanted to fly by herself, she would probably have to fly higher and further than everyone present. Not long after, the group successfully arrived at the city where the market was held.

The town is located among hills and sand, with rows of green forests in the distance. From a distance, it looks like a mirage on the horizon, which is quite artistic.

Large magic circles were arranged around the entire city, and every few dozen meters away, several monks wearing Jiyi Sect uniforms were patrolling the city walls. Several sections of red silk were hung at the city gate, and many calligraphy sheets were pasted.

Dress up with joy.

The monks guarding the city bowed to all the friends in the passage, called "Uncle Master", then took the invitation from Zhuchen's hand and let them in.

As soon as they entered the city gate, the sounds that had been isolated by the formation came to life instantly. All kinds of noises and noises were entangled together, making it difficult to distinguish what the meaning was. As soon as you take a look, you can see Puyan along the main street.

As the stalls opened, a blue flag was placed next to each stall with the name of the sect written on it.

The streets were crowded with people and there was an endless stream of people. Zhuchen couldn't help but sigh and said: "This market is really big."

Quan Tong laughed: "Ji Yizong holds such a market every year, and it has lasted for hundreds of years. All well-known sects will participate, come to buy some needed things, or let their disciples exchange for some property.

Once you gain a reputation, the scale will naturally be larger."

It was the first time for three Chaowen citizens who had never seen the world to come to such a monk market. Because the Feng Buye cultists were always strict, they were not allowed to put too much thought into having fun, for fear that they would shake their will to cultivate immortality.

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Fortunately, Zhuchen is a character who has experienced the baptism of the modern Double Eleven event and can withstand most injuries. Liao Lioyun and Feng Changyin do not have such determination. If Zhuchen hadn't grabbed the collars of both of them

, I'm afraid they have already disappeared.

Quan Tong came close to Feng Changyin's ear and whispered a reminder: "Fellow Taoist Changyin, you need to be careful when buying things. There are many scammers here. We are not responsible for things leaving the cabinet. You must confirm clearly before paying the spirit stone.

"

Feng Changyin raised his head and said, "Ah? There are still liars?" The young man had a deep hatred for the sinister society.

He asked: "Isn't the person responsible for leaving the closet?"

Quan Tong paused and asked: "What do you mean when people leave the closet? We don't sell people here."

Zhuchen explained: "What he means is that if he encounters a liar, he won't be responsible even if he beats him to death and walks away?"

Quan Tong looked horrified.

The junior brother corrected him: "How can you beat someone to death? At most, it's just a lesson."

Liao Liuyun responded without knowing why: "Teach me a lesson!"

"No way!" Quan Tong said helplessly, "The use of force is not allowed in the market, let alone killing!"

He regretted a little and suspected that he had brought a few people here who broke the stalls.

"For the sake of the next one, if you have any problems with the transaction, you can come to me first. I can still say a few words."

Zhuchen smiled and said, "It's just a joke. How could my junior brother be so ignorant?" He had to do it quietly.

Liao Lioyun rode on the neck of her junior brother and laughed along with her.

After all, Quan Daoyou is a senior courier of the Yi Sect, and many people know him. In addition, he recently got a batch of rare Warcraft inner elixirs from nowhere, and now he is already the number one in the field of delivery.

As soon as he walked into the market gate, many people immediately came up to greet him.

Quan Tong was worried that Zhu Chen would get tired of waiting, so he simply said hello to the crowd, pushed the crowd away with his bare hands, and ushered Zhu Chen inside.

His posture made passersby even more confused.

"Who are these people? All the Taoist friends need to personally entertain them."

"I've never seen him before. His face is unfamiliar. Could it be that he is a relative of all the fellow Taoists?"

"Especially with such respect. Last time I saw all Taoist disciples treat the monks of the Hengbei Sect, none of them were so attentive."

Quan Tong's ears twitched and he heard it. He thought to himself, could it be the same? No matter how big the Hengbei Sect was, it was just an ordinary business relationship with him. Chaowen's wings were his wings to soar! They were the opportunity for his wealth.

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"Don't mind it, fellow Taoist Zhuchen, they just said it casually." Quan Tong stopped and pointed not far ahead, "Chaowen's stall is located here, what do you think?"

Because there were only three people here, the paving place was relatively small, but there weren't many things for the morning, so it was enough.

Zhuchen took a look at the lot and said with a satisfied smile: "All the channel friends are interested."

This location is good or bad, right in the middle. Looking at how prosperous this market is, you can tell that a newly emerging sect will never receive such treatment. It should be an extra opportunity that all channel friends have won for her.

Zhuchen walked to the vacant stall and hung up the wooden sign with the name "Chaowen" written on it. The onlookers suddenly realized: it turned out to be a cultivating sect, and a mountain sect they had never heard of.

Although everyone knows that Yi Zong's business is fair, and all Taoist friends are famous for talking about money rather than feelings, what does it mean that they are so partial to a small and unpopular sect this time?

——It’s fat! Sheep! Ah!

The monks' eyes lit up with fire, and they were ready to make a move.

Looking at the three of them carefully, a young girl, a boy, and a child have a simple and kind temperament, and their eyes are innocent and innocent. They are like young talents who have left their elders to go out to experience with most of their money. They are simply vividly speaking.

Interpret the word "to be slaughtered".

Friendly eyes from all channels!

Before Quantong could leave, the monks from the stalls on the left and right crowded forward.

A strong man with a beard greeted Zhuchen cordially and said, "I don't know how to call this fellow Taoist? Where is the sect? What do you want to buy in this market?"

Zhuchen hadn't even started to put out the goods, but she was already being stared at by the people around her. It felt a bit uncomfortable... After all, that was how she looked at Yuan Boshui. She couldn't stare at everyone like Liao Liuyun.

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These people are really...tsk, they only care about money.

Zhuchen pointed to the wooden sign and answered the man with a smile: "Chaowen is still a new sect. It lacks everything and buys everything. As long as it is attractive."

"Refreshing! Of course you want to buy weapons, right?" The bearded man raised a big knife at his hand and showed it to her, "This knife is made from top-grade ore that has been tempered many times, and its power is amazing. When I met Qi Feng

It can cut off even beasts with one blow, and it doesn’t require daily care. I think the skills produced by Tiangong Pavilion are just like this, fellow Taoists, don’t miss it.”

Feng Changyin curiously went over to check, and the bearded man deliberately tilted the blade of the sword and flashed the sword's light.

He pushed Feng Changyin away with one hand and laughed: "Little brother, you have to be careful not to be cut by the sword energy. This magic weapon of mine is very sharp, and it will turn into wind as soon as it encounters spiritual power."

edge."

…That’s an exaggeration. Were salespeople in ancient times so outrageous?

Feng Changyin has been immersed in Pu Fengzong's arsenal for a long time. He has dabbled in all the magic weapons in the world. His vision is much higher than ordinary people. How can he be fooled?

When he heard that this man dared to use the word "divine weapon" to describe him, he sneered disdainfully. That attitude instantly made the monk furious.

The strong man slapped the knife on the table and asked, "What do you mean?"

Feng Changyin raised his chin and said proudly: "How much does your knife cost?"

The bearded man boasted: "One hundred thousand spiritual stones!"

Good guy!

Zhuchen wanted to hit Ah Tu directly on his face to see if he could force the water out of his head.

Quan Tong also showed an unbearable expression towards the strong man.

"I made the sword myself, and I paid this price." The strong man with the beard said confidently, "You get what you pay for, and it can stand comparison! I don't believe you can find one that is better and cheaper than this!"

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Without saying a word, the junior brother summoned his own magic weapon with his backhand.

Weapons are the key to his practice of martial arts. And because he started refining his natal magic weapon early, he couldn't afford to be careless. Feng Buye found the best materials for him, and even tempered them himself, sealing him a two-point kill.

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Therefore, the weapons he used were definitely ranked among the best in Pu Feng, but he had never made a name for himself in the world.

As soon as the long sword came out, the golden light shone brightly, making the so-called magic weapon of the strong man not to be inferior to the sword next to it, but completely eclipsed.

There is no comparison between the two weapons, whether in terms of materials, skills, or soul.

The strong man was frightened into silence, but the monks who were watching were extremely shocked and started talking about it:

"This sword has an awe-inspiring light and surging sword intent. It is really a good sword! Could it be that it was forged by Tiangong Pavilion?"
To be continued...