Although there is a pillar in the name of the heavenly pillar, it is not really a pillar, but a majestic sacred mountain.

This mountain covers an area of 30 million miles, standing up to the sky, and any existence in front of this mountain is as small as dust.

And the height of the heavenly pillar, Zhang Daoyi visually measured at least more than 100,000 miles, in this world, this mountain should be the highest!

"The powerhouse of the ninth order is really extraordinary!" Standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Daoyi telepathized with the powerful and incomparable will in the mountain, this was the instinctive will of the ninth-order immortal emperor at the beginning, as vast as a galaxy, even if it was Zhang Daoyi today, it was not as good as just in case.

On the pillar of heaven, the clouds and mist are swirling, the divine spring flows, the cuiluo hangs upside down, the ancient trees cover the sky, and the end is a fairyland on earth.

And this time the void is also extremely strong, much better than Tian Yuan, of course, among Tian Yuan, there are also places where the void is thousands of times stronger than this place, but this kind of place is only a few, and ordinary people can set foot on it.

Zhang Daoyi did not climb the mountain, but walked towards a gathering place under the pillar of heaven, among the 100,000 Tianjiao, there are many capable people, and he must know more about the situation here than he does.

Walking through the clean and tidy streets, looking at the crowds around him, Zhang Daoyi actually had a feeling of returning to Tianyuan.

This is the handiwork of several Tiangong Pavilion Tianjiao, Tiangong Pavilion is good at all kinds of strange skills, and it is a rare organization in Tianyuan where technology and cultivation coexist.

It can be said that in Tianyuan, almost all ordinary people's clothing, food, housing and transportation are inseparable from Tiangong Pavilion, and because of this, Tiangong Pavilion has accumulated immeasurable wealth.

Just like the water boat used by the god of Xianluo, and the ring on that side, they were all the handiwork of Tiangong Pavilion.

The probe grabbed a robot that was so small that it was almost imperceptible from the ground, and Zhang Daoyi smiled slightly.

The buildings here are all built by these robots, but this is only the most superficial thing in the Tiangong Pavilion, just a glance at Zhang Daoyi can understand the secret.

"The people of Tiangong Pavilion really carved making money in their bones!" Walking in this newly built city, Zhang Daoyi can't help but wonder.

The buildings here are actually just decorations, after all, Tianjiao, who came here, needs to sleep, and the real big head here is the city center trading market.

A group of Tianjiao in Tiangong Pavilion provided the venue and maintained order, while they charged the venue fee.

Moreover, the masters of Tiangong Pavilion have established a trading house here, recovering all kinds of treasures, as well as all other places, Tiangong Pavilion has also done everything in it.

Coming to this city, Zhang Daoyi has only one feeling, and that is order!

Although most of the masters are unruly, there are still many people who are maintaining order here, because it is good for all of them.

This world is a big treasure trove, there are countless treasures, and chance is an indescribable thing, maybe the things obtained are useful, or they may not be useful, and in this case, the existence of transactions is particularly important.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the 100,000-year-old ginseng baby vomiting blood is on sale!"

"The fragments of the Divine Weapon of the Ninth Order Immortal Emperor are now being dealt with at a loss!"

"The Nine Divine Stones dug out of Tianzhu Mountain contain immortal treasures, and interested Daoists can come and gamble!"

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The sound of selling echoed in the trading market, of course, most of the people who were selling here were not Tianjiao himself, but the intelligent puppets provided by Tiangong Pavilion.

After all, they are also one of the 100,000 masters, and if they sell like a hawker in person, they won't be able to pull down this face.

Of course, except for masters with special hobbies, after all, among 100,000 people, it is inevitable that there will be a few people who are different.

"The red belly pocket of the Roselle Fairy is sold cheaply!" Walking in the noisy trading market, Zhang Daoyi suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ears.

Following the voice, Zhang Daoyi came to a stall, and sure enough, a familiar fat man came into his eyes, this person was Jiuque.

"Boss, how do you sell belly pockets?" Zhang Dao spoke up, with a smile on his face.

"10 million credits, no two prices!" Jiu Que responded with his eyes closed, but in the end, his voice was weakened.

"It's you!" Jiu Que opened his eyes, looked at the inexplicable smile on Zhang Daoyi's face, and suddenly understood the situation.

"I'm also forced by life!" Nine sneered.

"Aren't you afraid that the fairy Luo God will find you desperate?" Zhang Daoyi picked up the belly pocket on the stall with a strange expression.

"I'm afraid!" Jiu Que's face collapsed directly, "But the eldest husband is hard to chase after him when he speaks, who told me to be pitted by Yang Fan's bastard!" ”

"Oh?!" Zhang Daoyi was a little curious.

"It's hard to put into words!" Nine Lacks smiled bitterly.

"The two of you are all muddy people, just because of bets, one really dares to rob it, and the other really dares to sell it!" Zhang Daoyi was a little speechless, and then he asked, "Is Yang Fan still alive now?" ”

"I guess I'm still alive!" The fat man was also a little unsure, he only knew that Yang Fan was now being hunted down by Xianluo God and her flower protection team, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Of course, even if Yang Fan didn't die, the current situation was definitely not good, his belly pocket was robbed, and Xianluo God almost went crazy.

"Brother Zhang, why don't you do me a favor and buy this belly pocket." Jiu Que said, a little ashamed.

Now that the flower messengers of the Xianluo God are attracted to Yang Fan, no one has come to trouble him, if someone notices this in a few days, it is estimated that he and Yang Fan will be the same end.

Now that he finally met an acquaintance, he naturally didn't want to give up.

"I don't have that many credits!" Zhang Daoyi spread his hands, he was telling the truth, although his late parents left him a wealth that ordinary people could not use up in their lifetime, but it was only a few million, this 10 million, he really didn't have it.

In Tian Yuan, one credit point is equivalent to hundreds of yuan in his previous life, and these millions are also a huge amount of money.

Of course, credit doesn't work much for him now, and he doesn't bother with it.

Jiuque was entangled, he knew that Zhang Daoyi had no reason to lie to him on this, but Zhang Daoyi's poverty refreshed his cognition, among the heavenly pride, it is estimated that there is only Zhang Daoyi who is so poor.

Belly pocket, whether it's true or not, normal people probably won't buy it, if they do, then wait to be chased to death, this thing is a hot potato!

"But I can give you a makeover to make this thing sell better!" Zhang Daoyi pointed at the belly pocket one by one, and suddenly countless divine arrays were extremely condensed on the belly pocket, and then there were innate Dao rhymes, circulating in the belly pocket.

Almost in an instant, this belly pocket is no different from an ordinary Dao weapon, of course, this is just an appearance, and there is no real Dao treasure function.

"Brother Zhang, your fake kung fu is really amazing!" Jiu Que admired, in his induction, this belly pocket was a Taoist weapon.

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