Standing in front of the stone archway, the Iron City Lord suddenly stopped.

Her expression was extremely focused, as if some powerful force existed in the void in front of her.

Everything in front of the two of them seems to be normal, and the building is the same as elsewhere, the only difference is that there are more opportunities to see the faces of aliens and demons here, and it is no different from other places in Chang'an City.

This is not the case.

The younger sister immediately smelled something from her expression, although she couldn't see what the Iron City Lord saw.

Although this is the first time she has left the collar of green shirts on Jianfu Street since she came to Cheng'an.

Everything was unfamiliar to her, and it was far from enough to know this Tianfeng Continent just by relying on the things that the old master told back then.

"Be sure to keep up. ”

These five words made the spirit of the young girl hit even more, and the long sleeves even floated up.

It's not the wind blowing.

"You don't have to be so nervous, I'm just worried that you're lost. ”

I don't know if it's to decompress myself or if it's really like this.

My sister did not completely relax the vigilance that had been raised, and her sleeves were still a little flowing.

After the archway, the cries of the West Market gradually remembered.

The Iron City Lord glanced at his sister with his spare eyes and said:

"Relax, you're going to be someone else. ”

A few demon clansmen appeared not far away, and the younger sister gradually relaxed.

The stall owners here are the same as elsewhere, all of them are young and middle-aged, and it is not difficult to detect from their conversations and gestures that they all have traces of spiritual practice.

If you look at what they're trading, you can see that everything makes sense.

Sword Immortal Hu, the necessities needed for the cultivation of the Terran Sword Sect, my sister has already seen their existence in many stalls.

The proportion of the demon clan's treasure bitter muntjac is also very high.

There are also some rare things that even the Iron City Lord doesn't know.

Like ice cubes, there are many transparent gems called robbery stones.

The ash piles of powder at the bottom of the pot were the most popular among the monks, and it was said that he could kill mortals.

No one knows its original name, but a monk once named it Nobita.

Since then, the world has called this powder, which resembles the ashes at the bottom of a pot and can save the lives of mortals, Nobita.

There are many rare things like the Fortune Stone and Nobita, and they all come from the other continent in the south of the South China Sea.

Of course, the Iron City Lord didn't come to the West Market with his younger sister to go shopping and hunt for curiosities.

They walked faster than anyone else on the street, so much so that they were soon targeted by the officials of the prison market.

Although there is no second place to be found in the transaction here in the entire Tianfeng Continent, the supervision market is not a first-class yazi in Chang'an City.

Getting rid of them wasn't too hard for the Iron City Lord.

After a while, my sister has already been dizzy in the labyrinthine streets, and even the prison market that wanders here every day has been confused by the iron city lord, let alone her.

She was very curious about the Iron City Lord's accurate direction in such a complicated street, and glanced back to make sure that the prison city had not caught up, and the younger sister asked:

"How did you do that?"

The Iron City Lord ignored these and entered a shop.

This store is different from the others.

There is nothing in front of its door, and the store is deserted.

There was only one old man with gray hair on the counter.

The old man's thin and slender fingers were rapidly playing with the abacus, and only the crisp sound of the beads hitting each other could be heard in the shop.

At the same time, you can smell a faint fragrance.

For such an old man with immortal bones, the abacus in his hand is naturally not only used for accounting.

The Iron City Lord's gaze took his eyes off the old man's fingers and beads, and landed on the shelf where he was reaching out.

There are more than a dozen exquisite bamboo lockets on the shelves, and the box is the source of fragrance.

This kind of tea, which can be seen in the homes of ordinary people in the Great Zhou, why are those dwarves on the other side of the South China Sea hungry for it, so that they are willing to exchange it for robbery stones and Daxiong.

The reason behind it is that most of the people who know it have soared.

No one in the world knows where they are on the continent.

Tie Chengzhu's gaze stayed on the tea box for a long time, and she didn't drink less tea, and she couldn't understand the power contained in this magical leaf.

Through the thin bamboo walls, you can see the young leaves suspended in the teacup, like the tender green freshly drawn from the wicker in early spring.

The old man who dialed the abacus burst out laughing.

He smiled at the demanding eyes of the Iron Lord.

That demand is not greed, it is her admiration and admiration for the mysterious door.

"The spring tea in the next ten years has been sold out, and if you want to drink it, you have to wait seven years at the earliest. After seven years, there will be a general grade of autumn tea, and you will have enough of it...... It's just a little heavier. ”

The old man spoke as crisply as he had dialed an abacus.

Listening to the old man's words, the Iron City Lord was a little surprised, the other party could figure out her realm without looking at him.

She motioned for her sister to get on the wooden chair on one side and under the table, and walked towards the counter by herself.

"Who are you?"

At this time, it was the turn of the old man to be surprised, and he finally stopped his finger and looked at the Iron City Lord and said.

"Dazzled...... I didn't even see that the city lord was a young hero, and he was able to travel in this well forest without hindrance, and he was old and admired. Celebrities don't talk in secret words, I am the meridian fairy. ”

Wuzi Laoweng, the dwarves on the other side of the South China Sea respect him as a tea fairy, the first emperor is his friend, and the eight grandmasters and ancestors participate in the tea ceremony with him......

The younger sister stood up suddenly, her mouth slightly open, and she stared blankly at Wu Zixian.

The Iron City Lord hurriedly motioned for her to sit down.

"Immortals praise falsely, there is no obstacle to come, but it is not necessary to go. ”

She smiled and said to Wu Zixian.

The tea boy came out with a small bowl of tea, put it on the coffee table opposite the younger sister, and then closed the door.

The sound of the door closing made my sister a little nervous, and she thought:

"Doesn't this old fairy want us to leave?"

"Come and sit here. ”

It was a piece of nanmu with a gloomy root.

Nowadays, it is impossible for even the Son of Heaven to find a suitable piece of Nanmu root to make a coffee table, and it is indeed a gloomy wood that can be called a sacred wood.

How simple it was when Wuzixian lived in seclusion in Wuziyu in those years, and the difference between him and today is not the distance between heaven and earth.

"I had a relationship with your father in Jinghai, and he once gave me a pair of ancient saber-toothed tiger tooth stones. At that time, there were only some grades left on the old man's body, and he always felt that your father was at a loss when he faced those two fossils......"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and slowly pushed the tea bowl in front of the Iron City Lord.

"Your father is also an old man, seeing a daughter is like seeing a father...... This tea was picked a few days ago on the southern slope of Hanshan Mountain, please ......"

She didn't come to drink tea, let alone "catch up".

Doing things is doing things, and you can't miss it if you have good tea, and that's not polite.

"Thank you for my dad for the seniors who remembered the old one-sided relationship, and the younger ones are not welcome. ”

......

"Her current situation was calculated before she returned to Chang'an, and I hope it will help as she wishes. ”

A moment later the tea boy came out again, carrying a small clay pot.

The clay pot was put into a bamboo box and sent to the Iron Castle Lord.

Wu Zixian took out the camellia from his sleeve and handed it to the Iron City Lord.

"With it, you can come and go as you please. ”

Although the tea camellia has been dried, the color is the same as that of the freshly picked tea tree, and it should belong to the highest grade camellia in Wuziyu.

The Iron City Lord found a total of sixty petals, and suddenly realized that this was not for himself.

She seemed to be starting to feel a little jealous of Yusheng.

The tea boy sent the two to the street and began to say:

"Xian Weng will return to Wuziyu in ten days, and if you have anything, you can come to me directly. ”

When the Eight Sects assisted the Great Zhou Taizu in building Chang'an, Wuziyu was only the last small sect in the ranking.

Therefore, only the design of the West Market was handed over to Wuziyu.

After a thousand years, six of the eight sects left Chang'an, but Tianji Pavilion and Wuziyu were still in Chang'an.

Leaving the Six Sects, only the Daqingshan, Nanshan, and Tongtian Sects continued their power in those years, and the Northern Sect had already declined as early as the time of the first emperor.

Tianfeng and Vermilion Bird were no longer traceable after the second beast tide, and the survivors were all reduced to casual cultivation.

Who would have thought that the West Market, which seemed to be the weakest, was one of Taizu's most important strokes.

The secrets under the well forest have long been a secret that are not open to the public for the other seven major sects, which may also be an important reason why the six sects left Chang'an.

After hearing this, the younger sister stood in place and was stunned for a long time, and found that the iron city lord walked away to catch up and asked:

"What's down in the West Market?"

"I'm afraid I'll scare you!"