When night fell, the capital showed no signs of resting, but became more excited. The brilliantly lit middle street shows the prosperity of the capital, as if announcing the prosperity of the Great Central Kingdom to the entire Dongze continent.

Shen Xi's ghost made him come to the middle street again, and it seemed to have an inexplicable attraction here. The river channel next to the middle street is wide, and there are boats swimming back and forth. The girls and sons of each family sit on the top and talk and laugh, or talk about love, or talk about the past and the present, in short, there is no leisure person.

She stepped onto a stone arch bridge, her hand gently caressing the rough bluestone, and looking down at her own reflection in the water. The lights on the street are so bright.

The night of Longquan Immortal Mountain is not so lively. Night is a good time to cultivate, and most motivated immortal cultivators will not come out at night to do activities.

Cultivation is an extremely boring thing. Five hundred years ago, there was no city in Longquan Immortal Mountain, only Taoist temples and villas. There wasn't much contact between the major sects, because their disciples were all cultivating hard.

The people in the Immortal Mountain have only one extremely simple purpose - to cultivate to become immortals. However, immortal cultivators are also human beings with endless desires. hope, but not yet outbreak.

There was once a foot merchant who came to Xianshan with all kinds of folk playthings, and exchanged the playthings with the immortal cultivators of Xianshan for immortal elixir. The merchant quickly made a fortune, and he discovered the infinite business opportunities in Longquan Immortal Mountain. He gathered the people of the whole village, migrated to Longquan Immortal Mountain, traded with the major immortal gates, and finally established his own clan there.

This foot-walking merchant is Shen Xi's ancestor Shen Chuanhong. Shen Chuanhong's success made many immortal cultivators in the Immortal Mountain red-eyed, and they also followed Shen Chuanhong's method. Build your own clan in the Immortal Mountain, as well as the city.

Immortal cultivators are not as easy to control as ordinary people, so there is no emperor in Longquan Immortal Mountain. There are only sect masters and door masters. There are five major cities in Longquan Immortal Mountain, and the scale of each is far larger than the capital of the Great Yang Kingdom.

If the immortal cultivators of Longquan Immortal Mountain intentionally touched the realm of mortals, it would be an extremely dangerous thing. Because there are masters of the Mahayana period and even the tribulation period in the big families and sects, just two of them can destroy a country. Fortunately, the great sect is not interested in the barren place of immortal power. Otherwise, this prosperous Dayang Kingdom is likely to be destroyed in an instant.

Shen Xi thought of the history of the Shen family, and suddenly thought of extremely strange things. I had never heard of the Yuxing Sect recruiting people from outside Longquan Immortal Mountain as apprentices before. Zhang Zhao, Wang Meixian, Qiu Shi. How could they all know the swordsmanship of Longquan Immortal Mountain.

It is a trivial matter for the swordsmanship to spread outside, but it is a big thing that the major sects of Longquan Immortal Mountain have extended their hands beyond the immortal mountain.

They may no longer be satisfied with the boring Longquan Immortal Mountain, and want to get involved in folk affairs.

Is it true that the Shen family, the Luo family, and the Qi family were destroyed just because of the Yi Ling Recipe in her hand, Shen Xi frowned. It was as if I saw some huge conspiracy enveloping the capital. The noise of laughter around him sounded particularly harsh.

What is the use of thinking about this, Shen Xi smiled bitterly, even if he knew, what could he do, I was just a waste in the foundation building period now, what could I do with those sects.

As soon as he walked to the center of the arch bridge, Shen Xi saw that the slender Xiucai was at the gate. Finally got rid of him, how could he meet him again, Shen Xi turned around and left. Avoid running into him.

Following the crowd, Shen Xi actually arrived in front of the Spring Rain Building again. Under the high platform in front of the building, there is a sea of people. They all stuck their heads out and looked at them.

Chang's mother, who was obese in Chunyulou, shook her fan, twisted to the front of the stage step by step, and said, "Guest officers, be quiet, listen to me." ”

The crowd really fell silent, and people stared at Chang's mother and swallowed their saliva. It's not that they fell in love with Chang's mother's fat fat with white flowers, but they knew that Chang's mother had many beautiful girls under her command.

Mother Chang smiled with satisfaction and said, "Tonight, I'm going to open. Bud, who's going to bid! ”

Boom, as soon as people heard this, they immediately exploded.

"You're still open. Bud, they've all been defeated, don't tease, hand over your little lady tightly! ”

"That's an interesting old woman."

"Shameless."

……

There was a lot of talk. Of course, Chang's mother heard something, she won't be angry, she has come from Fengyue Field since she was a child, and she also built this spring rain building that everyone loves, and when she sees people making fun of her, she is too late to be happy.

"Alright, alright." Mother Chang fanned her fan and said, "The three young men tonight are going to sell themselves, and the first one is Snow Mandarin!" ”

Snow Mandarin was wearing a white dress, Shi Shiran stepped forward, her face was also blocked by a white light veil, she really looked like a fairy descending to earth, with a mysterious beauty. Her long white sleeves fluttered in the air, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, or into waves, or into whirlpools, and every light leap and bending body had an indescribable affection. After the snow duck danced, she didn't speak, but stood quietly beside Chang's mother.

Mother Chang smiled like a flower and shouted: "This is the most beautiful snow duck in our building, even if she doesn't lift the veil, you know what she looks like." I won't say more, come on, benefactors, all come and bid. ”

The crowd quieted down. Someone shouted: "Fifty taels! ”

"Hahaha......" the people burst into laughter. I want to buy snow ducks for fifty taels of silver, is it because my brain is in water? ”

"Gold!" Chu Guan, a thin talent, was at the front of the crowd, waving a folding fan.

The laughter was stuck in people's throats, and as soon as it was opened, it was fifty taels of gold, and this man was really generous. Although this woman is the woman that many men desire in their hearts, she is only a brothel woman after all, how can she be worth so much gold.

A man in white in the crowd frowned. He has a good appearance and feminine facial features, which is many times better looking than Chu Guanguan. His name is Feng Lun, the son of the court captain, and a member of the palace guard. He is the son of an official family, and although he has money, he is not as rich as Chu Guanguan. He could afford fifty taels of gold, but he didn't have the courage to fight with Chu Guanguan.

Feng Lun and Xue Yuan already have a personal relationship. Xue Yuan and Feng Lun made an appointment that he would not serve tonight. If someone else buys her, Snow Mandarin will be remembered with death.

The snow duck on the stage anxiously visited, trying to find Feng Lun's shadow. She only loves Feng Lun, if Feng Lun doesn't want her, tonight will be her death. Although she is a prostitute, she has a nobility that ordinary people do not have.

Feng Lun seemed to see the snow mandarin's anxiety, gritted his teeth, and bid loudly: "Sixty!" ”

Chu Guanguan glanced at him and said with a smile: "One hundred." ”

Mother Chang on the stage was overjoyed, she thought that fifty taels of gold was already the highest price, but she didn't expect that the eldest son of Chu would be able to pay one hundred taels. Chang's mother stared wide-eyed, hoping that someone would make another bid. She likes to see these rich sons fighting for money the most.

However, Feng Lun disappointed Chang's mother. Feng Lun didn't dare to bid, and he couldn't bid again, he didn't have the capital to fight with Chu Guan, he only had seven hundred and fifty taels of silver tickets on him, which was all his belongings. He hung his head and left, knowing that he would not provoke the prostitute in vain. (To be continued......)