Fang just said that Taiyi Gate is located in the middle of nowhere, and although there are small towns nearby, they are sparsely populated.

Now it is in the middle of the flood and famine, the three religions are at their peak, and humanity is prosperous.

If it is a slightly larger city, there are heaven's favors all around, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

That's natural...... It's not the turn of Taiyimen's spicy chicken sect.

Qin Chuan bowed to the portrait of Sanqing and strode out of the mountain gate.

Although a sect like theirs is in the name of humanitarian orthodoxy, in fact, I am afraid that the saints can really calculate the past and the future, and they cannot be counted as Taiyi.

It was the first time for Qin Chuan to go down the mountain.

If a monk wants to achieve the most basic volley flight, he must at least have the cultivation of refining qi and transforming gods. A commodity like Qin Chuan, in an ordinary sect, can't even go out of the sect at all.

But the situation is compelling, if you choose to linger in the sect and be complacent, you are afraid that before you find the sect inheritance, you will starve to death first.

If you die, forget it, it's a big deal to walk the Nai He Bridge, drink a bowl of Meng Po soup, and after reincarnation, you will be a good man again.

But if the inheritance of the sect is delayed, then it will be a big problem, the heart demon oath is not just talking, and when the time comes, it is an extravagant hope to want the six reincarnations.

Fortunately, after refining and refining qi, even if he can't fly, his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary people. Ordinary mountain spirits and wild monsters may not be able to fight, but at least they can run.

Moreover, the Qi and Blood Pill can be eaten as food, so Qin Chuan is not worried about being hungry, and only cares about running around every day.

Hey, don't say it.

The footsteps are like flying, and the day is thousands of miles.

Hungry for pills, thirsty for mountain springs.

If you put it in Qin Chuan's previous life, it can already be regarded as a land immortal.

But put it in the wilderness where the golden immortals are all over the place, and the true immortals are not as good as the dogs......

Forget it, don't talk about it.

The stars rise and fall, the sun and the moon alternate.

Qin Chuan walked for ten days and finally found the location of the legendary black market.

This is a square street standing on a barren mountain, and monks like Qinchuan often enter and exit it.

According to the senior brother, this black market is mainly dominated by those who have no sect inheritance, and it is at the bottom of the entire Flood Desolation Immortal Cultivation Realm.

It is said that there are masters in this black market, and no one dares to cause trouble, but as long as they go out of this street, even if they kill people and sell goods in a place that is visible to the naked eye, the owners of the black market will turn a blind eye.

Therefore, it is one of the basic rules here that wealth is not exposed.

Of course, this rule is dispensable for Qin Chuan.

Without him,

Poor.

Even so, after all, this was the first time Qin Chuan had gone to the mountain gate to trade with other immortal cultivators, and he was still very excited.

He couldn't wait to walk to the door of Fang Street, and just as he was about to enter, he saw a guard-like person striding over: "Who is coming, don't you know the rules?"

"Uh...... Rules?" Qin Chuan's tragic discovery, even if it was this guard, he couldn't see the other party's cultivation clearly, so he could only smile humbly, clasp his fists and salute: "I still hope that my predecessors will teach me." ”

Predecessor?

The guard was stunned, he had been on duty here for several years, and his cultivation was only a refinement and refining qi masterpiece.

There has always been only others who call him around, and he has never enjoyed such respectful treatment once, this 'senior' made him shake his body, and his heart was as happy as drinking 'drunken immortal brew'.

Carefully confirmed Qin Chuan again and again, only the weak chicken cultivation of refining and refining Qi Xiaocheng, and the humble smile did not seem to be fake.

It's not that any big guy was bored and deliberately came to him to make trouble.

He immediately put on a kind smile of his predecessors, and waved his hand: "Come in, you need to pay three spirit stones to enter the workshop, but it is not easy for you to practice, so I hereby exempt you." ”

"Thank you seniors for your pity. Qin Chuan was overjoyed, when he heard the words of the three lower grade spirit stones just now, his toes were clasped on the ground, and he was almost about to turn away.

This, however, was a year's income from their heyday (a few days ago).

I didn't expect there to be unexpected surprises!

He hurriedly thanked the guards loudly, and the guards who had been called by the seniors for a long time were all comfortable and smiled from ear to ear.

Qin Chuan suddenly discovered that the word 'senior' seemed to have a special magic power for the person in front of him.

"Senior, junior is the first time to trade here, but what should I pay attention to?"

He spoke respectfully again.

The guard touched his beard, thought for a moment, and whispered to him: "In the street, there are no special rules except for the master's explanation that no trouble is allowed. ”

"But here I am ...... Ahem, after many years of inspection, I still summed up three major laws. ”

"I want to hear about it. As soon as Qin Chuan finished speaking, he saw that the guard's face was obviously stiff, and he hurriedly changed his tone and said again: "Senior, please speak." ”

The guard's expression was slightly pale, and he stretched out a finger: "First, wealth is not exposed." I see that you are just refining and refining qi Xiaocheng's cultivation, and you should have practiced for less than three years, and you don't know the dangers of the world, and the same is true of the cultivation world. ”

He noticed a slight sadness on Qin Chuan's face, thinking that he was disappointed in the character of an immortal cultivator, so he patted him on the shoulder:

"Most of the cultivators in the Scattered Cultivation Realm are not high, and they are mixed, good and bad, so you don't have to be too disappointed. When it is really time to practice the gods and return to the void, if you want to cross the catastrophe and become an immortal, you need to have a double cultivation of life, but the cause and effect are over, and naturally you will not do anything like robbing the house again. ”

Qin Chuan was actually sad about the sentence 'The day of cultivation is less than three years'......

Sure enough, after the senior brother left, his prophecies began to come true one by one.

A desolate world full of reality and cruelty quietly unveiled the tip of the iceberg to him from another strange angle.

Fortunately, he had a good ability to adjust, and quickly collected his thoughts, nodding his head while releasing a grateful and adoring look at the guards.

On the guard's face, the smile grew, and he stretched out his second finger: "Second, pay attention to words and deeds." There are many cultivators who are young and miserable and have been persecuted, so there is no shortage of those who like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. ”

Speaking of this, he used the corner of his eye to confirm once again that the storage bag on Qin Chuan's body was indeed the lowest level in the entire Flood World, and then he said with palpitations: "I saw with my own eyes a year ago, a female monk was shouting at the other party's father a second ago, and was wantonly mocked by the other party. In the next second, with a wave of his hand, he crushed the other party's bones and scattered ashes. ”

......

, isn't this sick.

Qin Chuan nodded hurriedly, thinking deeply.

Then, the guard stretched out a third finger: "This third, just don't be rash." ”

Speaking of this, the guard lowered his voice again: "My master hires brokers at every auction, inflating prices, and doing his best to mock. In the last auction, some people couldn't stand being ridiculed by the broker in front of their junior sister, and they simply auctioned off a low-grade fairy sword at dozens of times the price. ”

He shook his head and sighed: "When the final delivery was made, I found that the spirit stone on that person's body was not enough, so he could only use a medium-grade immortal sword on his body to pay off the debt." ”

Speaking of this, the guard patted Qin Chuan's shoulder again: "This seat has a good eye for you, so I can do it for myself." ”

"Uh...... Thank you for your advice. ”

Qin Chuan said goodbye to the kind guards and cautiously walked into the street.

Although this is the lowest level of the cultivation world, they are all monks after all, and their identity is different from that of mortals.

Everyone set up their stalls quietly, no one made a loud noise, but it seemed orderly, which made his nerves, which had just been tense by the guards, relax a little.

Qin Chuan's eyes quickly swept over the things on both sides, clutching his storage bag tightly, not daring to linger for a moment.

His mind kept reminding himself not to forget the purpose of this business.

Finally, he stopped at a stall with various jade slips.

Although Qin Chuan's realm is low, he is also born from a real immortal cultivation sect, and he is not a casual cultivator without a teacher. Therefore, there is still no shortage of basic common sense in the cultivation world.

Monks failed to cultivate their divine consciousness before refining qi and transforming their gods, so the basic Dao methods handed over to ordinary disciples in the sect generally existed in the form of books.

When the cultivator cultivates to the point of refining qi and transforming the god Xiaocheng, and has divine sense, then the sect will use jade slips to inherit the immortal sect method.

Therefore, these jade slips, if they are cultivating exercises, generally means that they can at least reach the realm of practicing the gods and returning to the void!

This is also the main goal of Qin Chuan's trip!