"Little Brother Wu, he has something to do in the future, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Li Feiyu laughed, and at that moment, the world seemed to be discolored.

"What a skin! It's a pity..."Seeing that Wu Jiuzhi returned to his side, the Songwen Daoist restrained his thoughts.

"Li Daoyou, my residence is in the easternmost second place in the attic group to the east of the square, Daoyou can rest by yourself, Wu Xiaoyou and I will come back later, and then discuss with Daoyou." The Songwen Daoist explained again, took out a transmission note, put the fingers of his right hand together, and drew a few times on the face of the talisman.

The rune was stimulated by the aura, and flew in the dense fog of the hillside that closed the passage again, and after a while, it disappeared without a trace.

"Li Daoyou, wait here for a while, and you can enter Tainanfang City in a while." As he spoke, the Taoist brushed the dust and turned around to leave.

"Dao Chief... What is this talisman? Li Feiyu was a little puzzled, and when he saw that the two were leaving, he couldn't help asking.

"Look at the poor Dao who is so anxious, he forgot to tell Daoist friends about this talisman." The Songwen Daoist seemed to be a little embarrassed, so he explained the usefulness of the talisman to Li Feiyu.

"Li Daoyou, poor farewell"

"Brother Li, goodbye."

"Two, go slowly."

Zhao Mu stood in place, his face returned to normal, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he had encountered something interesting, and quietly watched Songwen and the young man named Nine Fingers gradually drift away.

As the Songwen Dao people said, it didn't take long for the dense fog to dissipate, revealing a path.

Zhao Mu walked into the hillside, looking left and right, his eyes were curious, as if he was stunned again.

It was getting late, and the crescent moon was slowly rising.

Along the way, but I didn't see a few monks, Zhao Mu thought it was two years away from the Tainan Elementary School, and there were not many people here, but as he walked, he didn't realize that he had arrived at a bright place.

It is a very large square, it has a bluestone paved field, and it is clean and tidy. Around the square, huge lamps were placed at certain distances. This large number of lamps are unified in style, because they are made of bronze, and they look antique, more than one meter high.

There is a white stone on the lamp, which emits a soft light, which is not dazzling, but the light source is abundant, making the inside of the square feel like daylight.

These huge lanterns were placed in the square into a "Hui" character, and many monks took advantage of this lamp to set up stalls next to this lamp, and the three or three were distributed all over the square, and the atmosphere of the market came from the pavement.

The difference with the secular hawkers is that the hawkers often set up stalls in one place, although they are also separated by some distance, but they are generally next to each other. Except for some monks who are already familiar with each other, they will choose to set up stalls nearby, and most of the stalls are always separated by two or three lamps, as if they are guarding against each other, which is strange.

Zhao Mu touched his nose with his hand, walked to a hidden alley, looked around and confirmed it with his divine sense.

Qin Xiaolin touched the storage bag on his waist with his hand, feeling a little apprehensive.

This thing that was obtained after half a year of hard work and almost death, if it can be exchanged for some intensive cultivation pills, I can't say that I can break through the bottleneck. Alas! If there really is such an elixir, who will not take it by himself, but take it out and exchange it. But... With this thing, if you are lucky, you may really have hope if you meet someone who knows the goods. Alas... It's not easy to practice!

Qin Xiaolin cheered himself up, and gradually walked to an alley, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and fell to the ground in fright.

A person slowly walked out of the alley, dressed in a wide black robe, with a black mask under the hat of the black robe, eight feet tall, and so burly that he could hold up the black robe.

After the black-robed man looked at Qin Xiaolin coldly, he seemed to be very disdainful of this sixth-level little cultivator, and strode towards the square without saying a word.

"This person is elusive, terrifying, and his cultivation is remarkable?" Qin Xiaolin saw the black-robed man walking away, so he stood up and patted the dust on his body, feeling a little noisy in his heart.

Qin Xiaolin was a little ashamed that he was frightened like this.

"Is it true that I am not suitable for cultivation as they say? No... No, I want to be strong so that no one dares to bully us! ”

Qin Xiaolin cheered himself up again, but when he passed by the black-robed man standing at the intersection of the square, he was still a little frightened.

Zhao Mu, who was disguised as a black-robed man, looked at Qin Xiaolin, who was tiptoeing past him, and his face under the mask was a little strange. He didn't understand how the young man in front of him, who was about fifteen years old, could be so timid, and thinking that Han Li was only fourteen years old now, the gap between people was really big. Perhaps only a person with a heart like Han Lao Mo can go further on the path of cultivation.

It was getting late, and it was much darker outside the square, but there were more monks coming and going.

Zhao Mu didn't think about it anymore and walked into the square.

There are more stalls in the square than before, and the sound of bargaining is endless.

Zhao Mu kept an eye on the monks around him as he walked.

Compared with these monks, Zhao Mu's weird dress can only be regarded as ordinary.

Some monks were basically naked, and only used animal skins to cover up some vital parts, not only men, but also women, which was very different from the dress of Yue Guo, which reminded Zhao Mu of the group of barbarian dancers for a moment.

Some monks were dressed as peasants, holding clay cigarette sticks in their hands, smoking as they went. There are also monks who directly ride strange beasts that are tigers and not tigers, and they don't even go down to the ground and walk around the square.

There are old and young among these people, but unlike the original text, there are only young people, and the monks who have cultivated to the late stage of Qi cultivation are only one-twelfth out of this group. I think it should not be to the Tainan Elementary School yet.

Along the way, Zhao Mu also saw several monks dressed in standard clothes, and their cultivation was basically in the late stage of Qi training, but they were not young and middle-aged. These monks should be those who founded the Xiu Immortal Family in Tainanfang City or the good hands of the recruited scattered cultivators, who are maintaining the order of this Fang City.

After all, this Tainanfang City is so calm and calm, and everyone is well-behaved, it must not be because of their pure heart and few desires in practice, everyone is willing to be kind to others.

Although there was a certain conclusion through the original text and some of the Qin family's knowledge about the items and foundations of the immortal cultivation world, when they were really placed in front of Zhao Mu's eyes, Zhao Mu couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart.

"It's time to get some spirit stones." Zhao Mu observed the prices in this city more carefully, and planned to sell some of the things in his hand.

Walking slowly like this, there were many people surrounding a stall in front of him, Zhao Mu watched the meeting, and also walked towards the stall.