"Senior Brother Wei, you're here. Master is busy inside, so I'll take you to the guest room to rest for a while. ”

"Okay. Xuchen saw that there were many villagers kneeling in the hall, and knew that Uncle Shi couldn't leave for the time being, so he followed Zhang Zhicheng towards the guest room.

Senior Brother Zhang, why are so many donors here today?" Xuchen asked him casually, and his heart was probably related to the changes in the peaks.

"I don't know very well, but at seven o'clock in the morning, a lot of pilgrims came one after another. Say that the gods are angry, and the mountain gods are showing their spirits or something. ”

Xuchen thought to himself: "Sure enough, these mountain peaks have suddenly changed dramatically, and nature has become mysterious in the hearts of the villagers, and people are always full of awe in the face of unknown things. ”

Zhang Zhicheng invited Xuchen to sit down, soaked fragrant tea, and exchanged a few words of greetings together.

"Hey, Senior Brother Wei's mana seems to have improved again, congratulations!"

"Hehe, it's okay. You're not bad, it looks like you've made a lot of progress, and you're in the middle stage of refining and refining qi. Did you sense the inner world?" Void Dust looked at him with a smile.

"Sometimes I smell the flowers, sometimes I hear the roar of thunder. ”

"Oh, grasp it well, the virtual side is real, the real side is virtual, don't indulge in it. Xuchen admonished a few words.

The inner world is a person who cultivates the Tao, and when he cultivates to a certain level, a very real illusion appears in his divine consciousness. It's easy to get addicted, and some people can't get out of it in their lifetime.

"This golden eagle belongs to senior brother?" Zhang Zhicheng looked at the golden eagle curiously, and couldn't help but want to touch it.

Xuchen nodded, and the two talked about spells for a while, and then he went out to entertain the pilgrims.

Xuchen waited for more than half an hour before his uncle Qingyangzi ran in with a smile.

"Uncle Shi. Xuchen hurriedly stood up.

"Oh, good nephew, yes, when did you get a golden eagle? Sit down, you're welcome, this is busy. It took so long to think of coming to see Uncle Shi. What's the matter, is there any good thing to be filial to Uncle Shi?" Qingyangzi looked at the golden eagle with a smile and couldn't help shaking his head.

He has a chubby round face, thin eyes, thick eyebrows, and a big mouth, and his belly is only a little smaller than that of Maitreya Buddha. Wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, without a trace of fairy wind and bones, although he is in his fifties, his personality is like an old naughty boy.

"Hehe, uncle, you also know my broken view, what good things can I honor you......" Xuchen also smiled.

Although he really wanted to give a few elixirs to his uncle, he couldn't explain it for the time being. Those few spirit pills are in the Panlong Immortal Domain, they are just ordinary spirit pills, and disciples in the Qi refining period can refine them. But it's different on the earth, don't say that there is no Dan Fang, if you want to refine the Yunling Pill, it is estimated that the alchemy master will not be able to refine it.

"Also, although you are a scenic spot there, there are many big temples, I am very happy that you can come to see Uncle Shi. Qingyangzi didn't care, and cocked Erlang's legs to drink tea.

He stroked the feathers of the golden eagle again, and the golden eagle raised its head proudly, as if reluctantly.

"Oh, good fellow, pretty good. However, Dao Ye likes it, haha......"

"By the way, nephew, have you changed there?"

"Not only have there been changes, but some places have become unrecognizable. ”

"Oh, it's unbelievable. But this is a good thing, I feel that the aura is too abundant, and there are more Taoist pilgrims, which is good. ”

The two chatted for a while, and Xuchen had lunch at his side before saying goodbye and leaving.

Bidding farewell to his uncle, he left Majiawa, and Xuchen flew to Longcheng City on the golden eagle.

The speed of the golden eagle reaches more than 200 kilometers per hour, which is comparable to high-speed rail. In less than half an hour, we arrived at Dragon City.

Uncle Cheng sells incense at the entrance of Santaidian Street in Dragon City, which is a bustling commercial center. Because the ride on the golden eagle was too eye-catching, Xuchen commanded the golden eagle to land in the red clay village two miles away.

Then one person and one sculpture walked along the avenue and walked towards the street of Santaidian.

The golden eagle with a height of more than one person has attracted the attention of countless passers-by, and the exclamations are endless, and the dust is calm.

Santaidian Street is the place where the three streets converge, and various shopping malls are densely packed, and along the way, passers-by are in a hurry. Xu Chen saw that the entrances of large and small supermarkets were crowded with people, most of whom were uncles and aunts, rushing to buy rice, oil, salt, milk, biscuits and other daily foods. As if you don't want money, you have to empty the supermarket.

"This is too ........" Xuchen was a little speechless, and it wasn't the end of the world, as for it.

However, it can also be seen that the impact of the great change is huge, and it is only the beginning.

"It seems that I also need to prepare more food, otherwise there may be a famine in the future. Xuchen laughed self-deprecatingly.

Because the time was still early, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and Xuchen had not come to the city for half a month, so he walked slowly and leisurely, and bought some daily necessities by the way.

Half an hour later, Xuchen was already holding several large bags of things in his hands. It is mainly used for all kinds of fruits, vegetables, rice flour, flour, etc.

Feeling that there were too many things, Xuchen simply found a corner of a remote and uninhabited alley, and directly put all the things into the space ring.

"This space ring is really a good thing!" Xuchen clapped his hands, feeling relaxed. Although with his current strength, it is effortless to pick up these things, but it is uncomfortable to hold a large bag and a small bag in his hand.

It's a pity that the golden eagle can't be put into the space ring, because the space ring is vacuum, and living creatures will suffocate when they enter, unless it is a special spirit beast bag.

Xuchen has also participated in various magic weapon auctions, and has seen magic weapons with various functions, but he has never had a spatial function. It seems that space magic weapons are not currently something that can be refined by monks on Earth. Unless it is a natural space spirit material, but the earth is so big, it is not easy to find a space spirit material.

"If only there were spirit animal bags. Xuchen looked at the golden eagle beside him and shook his head helplessly. Along the way, the golden eagle's return rate exploded, which was also a little too high-profile.

"Hehe, am I a little too greedy, be content. Xuchen secretly admonished himself.

"Let's go, Golden Eagle, let's go to Uncle Cheng. ”

Uncle Cheng is the cousin of his master, Wei Daochang, so Ziyunguan has been taking care of his business all these years. His wife went early, and he had no children under his knees, only an eighteen-year-old daughter, Cheng Ying, who depended on each other.

He rented a small incense stall at the corner of the street to make a living. Due to the large number of temples in the area of Dragon City, business is still passable, and you can barely survive.

The shops are not on the main street, but in the side streets that lead to the urban village. Next to it is Xiaoli flower shop and old handmade leather shoe shop, opposite is Zhang Ji steamed bun shop, Northeast dumpling restaurant, black fish hot pot restaurant.

Xuchen walked out of the alley, walked for a few minutes, and as soon as he reached the intersection, he saw an incense shop fifty meters away.

I saw that there were a lot of people around the door of Uncle Cheng's shop, among which there were a few fierce ruffians and hooligans blocking the door of his shop, and Uncle Cheng was begging them in a reluctant voice.