The Qin State is located in the west, since the founding of the country is convenient for the Rong people to fight, the military is strong, and the people are fierce. Since the Shang Dynasty changed the law, the Qin State implemented the military merit system, and fought with the six eastern countries all the year round, and the people were happy to hear the war, and they were eager to establish military merits.

In the past, Qin Jiangong ordered that "the people first brought swords", and now the adult men on the street, whether they are high-ranking officials or ordinary people, can see them walking with swords, and people who practice martial arts abound.

Walking on the lively street, listening to the various cries of the surrounding vendors, Yang Xuan couldn't help but look east and west, and take a look at the humanistic customs of the pre-Qin era. Fortunately, Yang Xuan didn't look at those new things after reading them for a while, otherwise he wouldn't have ...... Then get out of the hillbilly and go into the city.

But it's not surprising that Yang Xuan hadn't really seen the customs of the big city of the human race in the flood wilderness before that!

In fact, this is also a common problem of many monks in the flood wilderness, and many monks like to stay at home to practice, refining magic weapons or something.

As a result, after the house was finished, as soon as I came out, I found that the outside world had passed for decades, centuries, or even thousands of years.

As soon as you come into contact with mortals in the human world, there will be a generation gap. If you just talk occasionally and don't feel it, after getting along for a long time, you will find that there is often a situation where chickens and ducks talk.

Even many things that mortals find commonplace, monks find strange.

This can also explain why when Yang Xuan traveled to the Heaven Covering World and asked Patriarch Bodhi for permission to travel down the mountain, Patriarch Bodhi agreed without thinking about it.

According to Senior Brother Zhichen's words, it's good to go down the mountain once in a while, at least you can increase your knowledge, don't let yourself be out of touch with the times.

Not long after, Yang Xuan walked to a magnificent archway, on which four big characters were written in a quaint font

This is one of the most famous places in the city, Xuanji Fang.

Different from the mundane and mortal markets outside, this "Xuanji Fang" is a market where monks gather.

It is said that it is a square city, but in fact, the size is already more than a county seat in Qin.

Yang Xuan stood under the archway at the entrance of the market and looked around, and there was no end in sight.

On this bluestone-paved street that enters from the torii, gorgeous and majestic shops stand on both sides of the street, and occasionally there are a few shouts or bargains.

Regardless of their cultivation, the monks who come and go generally like to dress up with wide robes and large sleeves, and walk with a relaxed posture and a fairy spirit.

A short walk down the street will reveal a number of monks setting up their stalls in the open air. There are all kinds of things placed on the stalls, such as elixirs, ores, pills, magic weapons, exercise cheats, talismans, as well as processed spirit animal fur and carapaces, as well as some strange-shaped magic weapon fragments and all kinds of strange things...... It's really everything!

From time to time, monks stop and bargain with the stall owners. However, it has reduced the immortal wind bones of some monks, and increased the breath of mortals.

Occasionally, there would be some high-ranking officials and nobles wearing jewels walking in it, just to exchange some magic weapons, elixirs, elixirs, Taoism and so on from the hands of those monks.

"Fellow Daoist, your elixir is too expensive, isn't it? It's cheaper, eight lower-grade spirit stones, what do you think? ”

"No, no, no, ten low-grade spirit stones, one can't be less! In order to refine these elixirs, I wasted a lot of elixirs! ”

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Not far away, two refining and refining qi realm cultivators were bargaining for one or two spirit stones, and when Yang Xuan was standing aside and watching the excitement with interest, he was suddenly stopped by a middle-aged Taoist.

"Do you want this fellow Daoist to come to the stall of the poor road to have a look, maybe there will be an unexpected harvest!"

Most of the monks who set up stalls in the Fang Market are waiting for the rabbit, and there are few stall owners who come up directly to pull customers like this, but Yang Xuan doesn't care, he also wants to see the world when he comes to the Fang Market, since someone comes to pull him, it is better to go over and have a look.

I followed the stall owner all the way to a stall, and saw that there were not many things on the jade platform, just a few missing pages, a broken sword, a small black bell, five bottles of elixir, a dozen talismans, and a few pieces of ore of different sizes.

"These things ......"

Yang Xuan glanced at it casually and found that these things in front of him were still somewhat useful for refining and refining qi realm cultivators, but for him who had already stepped into the realm of earth immortals, they were not the slightest bit attractive.

"Daoist friends are not ignorant people, I am all treasures here, if I am not anxious to wait for the spirit stone to break through the cultivation, the poor Dao is unwilling to sell this thing. If the Taoist friends are willing to buy it, the poor Taoist will only accept a medium-grade spirit stone from the Taoist friends. ”

The stall owner had a signature smile on his face and tried his best to sell to Yang Xuan. Holding a beautiful wine bottle in his hand, he poured wine into his glass.

There was no unified currency in the wilderness, and when the monks traded, they either used spirit stones, magic weapons, elixirs, or something.

"I want this!" Yang Xuan raised his index finger and said lightly.

"What?" The stall owner, who was raising his wine glass and was about to drink all the spiritual wine in the cup, was stunned.

Yang Xuan's index finger pointed to the exquisite wine bottle in his hand.

In the end, Yang Xuan bought the bottle of spirit wine from the stall owner at the price of forty lower-grade spirit stones.

The spirit wine sold to Yang Xuan was brewed by him with dozens of elixirs and spirit fruits after more than ten years of complicated processes.

This kind of spirit wine has the effect of refining and refining the mana of the Qi Realm cultivators, and if it is sold on the market, it will be expensive.

The stall owner was an old drunkard, if he didn't urgently need the spirit stone to break through to the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, he wouldn't have sold this spirit wine to Yang Xuan.

After strolling around the market for a while, Yang Xuan stopped in front of a restaurant called "Cloud Crane Tower".

This restaurant is three stories high, with high eaves and high peck, hooks and angles, and the end is unusual.

There are many such restaurants and tea shops in Xuanji Fang, which are specially designed to provide places for food, lodging and negotiation for monks who come here.

Mortals can also go in to eat, but those who can go in are either rich or expensive...... After all, this kind of restaurant for monks to eat and live, the consumption level is not low, and the contents are luxury goods for them.

Walking into the restaurant, I saw the carved dragon and phoenix decorated in the hall on the first floor, the mahogany beams, antique, and even the surrounding beams and columns are carved from white jade.

Yang Xuan used his divine mind to investigate, and found that these white jade beams and pillars had the effect of calming the mind and concentrating, although they were not any treasures of the world, they could be regarded as very luxurious when they could be used to carve beams and pillars.

At this time, there are not many people dining in the restaurant, they all gather in twos and threes, laughing and chatting or whispering softly while eating, and each end is in the style of a monk.

Yang Xuan found a place to sit by the window, let Xiao Er serve some food casually, then took out the spirit wine he bought before and drank it.

"The mortals of the Qin State are still using bamboo slips."

Recalling a detail he noticed when he entered the city, Yang Xuan gently put down the wine glass, his white fingers tapped on the table, and his bright eyes rolled into dark eyes.