This is a five-story building. Although it is a wooden structure, it still looks majestic.
In front of the inn, there is a conspicuous gold-lettered signboard "Cyclamen."
Lin Xuan arrived not far from the inn.
This place was not opened by ordinary mortals, but was an property of Tianmu Mountain. Most of them were abandoned in normal times, and were only used to receive monks from outside when the fair was held once every ten years.
According to what the waiter said, if you want to enter Tianmu Mountain, you must first register and stay here.
Lin Xuan used his spiritual consciousness to scan, and sure enough he found that nine out of ten monks in the entire town were concentrated here. Since there were normal channels to enter the mountain, Lin Xuan naturally would not have too many branches, and would be honest and honest like "Cyclamen"
"Go.
At this time, his spiritual power was maintained at the early stage of foundation building. In the world of cultivation, strength is important in everything he does. If he hides it too low, it will be easy to run into obstacles when he acts. Of course, if he does not restrain himself at all, he will be in the later stage of foundation building.
Easily attracts attention.
Therefore, after Lin Xuan thought about it, he maintained his magic power at the level where he had just successfully built the foundation.
Neither high nor low!
"senior!"
As soon as Lin Xuan came to the door, a young man in white clothes came up to him. He was about in his early twenties, his spiritual power was not weak, and he was at the fifth level of the spiritual stage.
If it were another sect, this kind of worldly property would definitely be left to the outside disciples. However, Tianmu Mountain pays attention to worldliness, so the work of serving tea, pouring water, and serving people is all done by the lower-level disciples of the sect. This is also a kind of
Practicing spiritual practice can eliminate inner demons.
Seeing that the person who received him was also an immortal cultivator, Lin Xuan couldn't help but be startled, but the young man seemed to be used to seeing this kind of expression from his fellow foreigners. There was no strange color on his face, and he said with a hint of respect: "Senior is also here to participate in our business.
Will it?"
"Yes." Lin Xuan nodded.
"In that case, please come with me."
The young man introduced Lin Xuan into the inn. It was not convenient to use his spiritual consciousness here, but at a glance, from the way everyone dressed, he could easily tell that they were all immortal cultivators.
In addition to casual cultivators, there are actually many sect disciples.
Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan was not surprised but overjoyed. It seemed that what the drugstore owner in Nafang City said was true. Although Tianmu Mountain is located in the northern Xinjiang, it is rich in products, especially some magical herbs and medicines that have become extinct outside. Here
Occasionally, it appears, so the temporary market that opens every ten years always attracts many immortal cultivators from far away.
The young man led Lin Xuan to the front of the counter and called him Uncle Master respectfully. A middle-aged man in his early forties, slightly fat and with a kind face raised his head and took a look at Lin Xuan.
For a moment, Lin Xuan felt as if all his secrets had been revealed. He couldn't help but feel shocked, but then he sneered secretly. Obviously, this person practiced special skills. On the surface, he was the manager of the inn, but in fact, he was investigating outsiders.
Is there anyone with evil intentions among the monks?
It's a pity that with the help of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building, how can he find doubts in his own mind? Lin Xuan's spiritual consciousness is far better than that of monks of the same level. Although it cannot be said that water and fire are invulnerable, and oil and salt are invulnerable, at least what he sees in front of him is
Man, even ten more years of cultivation will not pose a threat to him.
As for seeing through his true cultivation level? Lin Xuan is not worried at all. Unless he is an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, no one else can even think about it.
The middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper scanned Lin Xuan's body with his consciousness and found nothing suspicious. A kind smile appeared on his face: "I, Wang Shixuan of Tianmu Mountain. I don't know the name of this Taoist friend, and where is his fairyland?"
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"I'm Lin Xuan. I'm just a casual cultivator. I've long admired the reputation of your sect's trade fair, so..." Lin Xuan's words were half true and half false. Naturally, it was impossible for the other party to go and investigate. He said a few words of welcome.
He handed a jade plaque to Lin Xuan's hand: "This thing is a token of our sect. Fellow Taoists must not lose it. Tomorrow, our sect will naturally have dedicated disciples to guide all fellow Taoists into the mountain. As for today
, Fellow Taoist, you can wander around the area, or you can just rest in our store, Master Nephew Lei, take this fellow Taoist down."
"Yes!" The young man in white saluted, then turned around and said, "Senior, please."
"Good work!"
As a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, the guest room where Lin Xuan lives is also very different. It is actually a separate small courtyard. Although the area is small, the environment is very quiet.
The room was simply furnished, but it was clean and bright. Lin Xuan had a satisfied smile on his face. After seeing off his disciples from Tianmu Mountain, he closed the door.
Then without saying a word, he released his spiritual consciousness and searched the entire courtyard including the rooms. He found nothing. Only then did Lin Xuan's expression truly relax.
Fortunately, the other party did not do anything. It seems that Tianmu Mountain is not stupid. Although he has doubts about the outside monks, he is not willing to do such a taboo thing.
In fact, if it were not for this extraordinary period, Lin Xuan would not be willing to be so cautious. Originally, he did not have any bad intentions towards Tianmu Mountain, he just wanted to use crystals to purchase Wanxiang Grass in an upright manner.
But for some reason, Lin Xuan has always felt uneasy since he came to Tianmu Mountain. It seems that this trip will encounter some major changes, but he himself can't tell where this worry comes from...
Since he is a Taoist, it is impossible not to believe in ghosts and gods. Lin Xuan did not dare to take this omen lightly.
If it weren't for the fact that there was no news about Wanxiangcao anywhere else except here, Lin Xuan would have definitely left long ago. With his uninterested and unwilling character to get up early, he would naturally not have put himself in a dangerous place.
However, now I can't just walk away. It's no coincidence that the Condensation Pill lacks such an auxiliary ingredient. If I want to improve my realm quickly, I have to take this risk no matter what.
Lin Xuan had no choice, so he had to be as careful as possible in all aspects.