"There is a market in Qingyang City ahead." The girl smiled gracefully.
"What?" Lin Xuan was shocked: "This city is not a residence for mortals, how could there be a city of immortal cultivators mixed in it."
"Is this impossible? This city is located in a strategic location. It is very prosperous and has very convenient transportation. I heard from my mentor that the Second Pavilion Master personally ordered the establishment of a market here after inspecting it. Of course, it is protected by a magic array.
Let alone mortals, those who are cultivating immortals below the Foundation Establishment stage, if they don’t have the talisman of this sect, there is no way they can even think about entering it.”
"Oh, so your family's strength is really extraordinary?" Lin Xuan said with a smile.
"Senior has given us too much praise, but as far as Youzhou is concerned, our Baixuan Pavilion is indeed the largest business alliance. Our business has not only spread throughout the state, but has even grown to resemble that of neighboring state capitals."
"Oh?" Lin Xuan looked stunned: "It turns out that your sect is a merchant alliance, so what is happening with Qi Jue Tian? Could it be that it has declined?"
"Senior is right. If Qi Jue Tian colludes with Yin Hun, it will naturally not end well. They will fall apart and become the dust of history."
"That's it," Lin Xuan nodded, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Master Immortal, if you don't give up, go to the other courtyard in Xiao Lao'er City to rest. Tomorrow morning, let Ying'er take you to visit the market." Zhang Yuanwai also spoke very affectionately, with a look of longing and pleading on his face.
meaning.
"That's fine. In that case, I'll just bother you all for one more night." Lin Xuan thought for a while and finally nodded.
"The Immortal Master is too polite. I can't bear it. We can't get you as a distinguished guest even by burning incense. It's really a blessing to have you come to my humble home."
Seeing Lin Xuan's agreement, Zhang Yuanwai was overjoyed and quickly ordered people to go to the city to inform him and make some arrangements. Then he offered up the best carriage and invited Lin Xuan to ride on it.
Needless to say about the specific details, in short, Lin Xuan enjoyed a good time in the world of cultivating immortals, dining and sleeping in the open air. Of course, in his city, he would not really remember anything. Compared with immortality, the enjoyment was just a passing cloud.
…
Nothing happened all night.
The next day, as the sun just rose, Lin Xuan and Zhang Xiaoying left the other courtyard and walked to the west of Qingyang City. It was still early, but there were already many early-rising residents in the city starting to work. Although it was not bustling, it was still.
Quite noisy.
The street is flat and wide enough to accommodate three parallel carriages. Most of the shops on both sides are open, especially the restaurants, where the aroma of various dishes can be heard from time to time.
Quiet and peaceful, the mortals were busy working for their own survival, while the immortal cultivators were fighting in the bloody wind. Lin Xuan was slightly touched for a moment and fell into a trance.
"Senior, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Lin Xuan changed his mind and regained his composure. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, showing a trace of self-mockery. It seemed that his mental state was still not tempered enough and he would have to pay more attention in the future.
Following Zhang Xiaoying's twists and turns, he finally walked into a relatively remote street. The number of pedestrians gradually became less and less, and the houses on both sides were low and dilapidated, unremarkable. Lin Xuan looked as usual. It seemed that the market was located in this kind of place.
After walking for a while, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes. Although the arrangement was arranged to prohibit illusions, how could such a thing be hidden from the consciousness of a monk in his Nascent Soul stage?
Of course, Lin Xuan would not tell the truth, and Zhang Xiaoying also stopped, stretched out her hand, patted the storage bag, and took out a white jade pendant.
The woman raised her hand, and a ray of red light flew out. Suddenly the scenery in front of her was blurred, and a passage about one foot long appeared in front of her eyes.
"Senior, please!"
Lin Xuan nodded and walked in without hesitation, and the girl followed closely.
With Lin Xuan's powerful consciousness and deliberate scanning, everything was captured in his mind.
The city is not big, the streets are only a few hundred meters long, but they are very spacious. Although the buildings on both sides are wooden structures, their craftsmanship is unique, especially the one in the middle, which is very majestic.
However, there were far more monks on the street than expected. There were actually hundreds of them. The business in Xiaofang City was quite good.
Lin Xuan even saw a few monks at the stage of condensation. Of course, they were all strangers and he recognized them all, and most of them were wearing unfamiliar clothes.
Lin Xuan shook his head. It had only been a few decades since he left Youzhou. He didn't expect that such a big change would occur in the world.
I don't know if all my former acquaintances are safe.
"Senior, although this market is opened by our gate, only the largest store in the middle is our property in Baixuan Pavilion. Do you want to go and take a look?" The girl suddenly spoke softly.
"good!"
Lin Xuan nodded. He didn't necessarily want to buy anything, but the market was a gathering place for monks, and some clues could be seen from the items it sold. Although Lin Xuan learned from Zhang Xiaoying's words,
Here, I learned a lot of useful information, but the other party's cultivation level was too low after all, and all he knew was some of the most basic things. What Lin Xuan wanted to know now was the deeper secrets.
This shop is called Qingfeng Building. It is a one- to three-story wooden building. After Lin Xuan entered, he saw that in the huge hall, there were all kinds of spiritual weapons, jade tubes, talismans, and various materials. There were seven or eight monks there.
There he was choosing with concentration.
"Senior, what do you want?" A young boy in Tsing Yi ran over. Lin Xuan's consciousness swept away and he realized that this was just a mortal.
Then he saw the girl standing respectfully next to Lin Xuan, and a trace of surprise appeared on her face: "Miss Zhang, are you here too?"
"Xiao Liu, is my master here?"
"Xianzi Cao is not here. She left three days ago, but Mr. Xue is here."
"Oh, Mr. Xue is here. I want to pay him a visit. Senior, will you come with me?" Zhang Xiaoying's face showed a hint of excitement.
"Oh, Mr. Xue..."
“Mr.
The cultivation level is profound, but you can also see the previous one."
"Oh, there are such people, so I have to pay a visit." Lin Xuan said with a smile.
So they followed the boy to the third floor, where the decoration was fresh and elegant. However, before their buttocks were warm from sitting, an old man with white beard and white eyebrows came over.
"Oh, girl Ying, you didn't inform me when you arrived. If you had arrived a few days earlier, you could still have seen your master. Fairy Cao has returned to the main altar following the instructions from the Grand Pavilion Master..."
The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, but before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Xuan standing aside, and his face suddenly changed, showing an expression of surprise, confusion, confusion, and then anger.