For several days, Bai Zimo was immersed in the conversation with the old beggar that day. After separating from Daoist Zhang, he went to Zhou Tianfu in a daze.

I am always afraid of the catastrophe that may eventually come, and I have been suffering from gains and losses.

When you go to the streets of the city, you will always feel that their future is hopeless when you look at the people who are full of joy.

When you walk to the wilderness path, you will feel that the world may be like this wilderness in the future, desolate and uninhabited.

I feel bored about everything, and there is a sense of loneliness that everyone is drunk and I am alone, which is Bai Zimo's mood in the past few days.

After spending a few days like this, the anxiety in my heart faded a lot. Thinking that there is still a lifetime of nine deaths, it is natural to find a glimmer of life in the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

It seems to be amazing.

When I think about it this way, I feel a lot less nervous, and anyway, the future will be so long, and it is more important to practice at this time.

After all, Bai Zimo was born as a god, and his nerves were much larger than ordinary people, and when he thought about it, he gradually became tasteless. I felt that in the catastrophe of heaven and earth, I held the bamboo and ascended to the sky, and with my own strength, I reversed the world.

"Hahaha...... My White Great Immortal is really ferocious!"

As he walked, he suddenly burst out laughing......

When I came back to my senses, I was surprised to find that I had lost my way.

At this time, he had entered the jurisdiction of Zhou Tianfu, but he didn't know anything about the so-called Tianniu Mountain, and he didn't even know the general direction.

I even asked a few people I met on the road, and everyone said that they had never heard of the name Tianniu Mountain.

Seeing that it was late May, and there were only a few days before the reopening of Naxian City, Bai Zimo began to be dumbfounded at this time. I ran all the way over, and I slept all the way, couldn't I even touch the edge of the fairy market?

Careless, Bai Zimo thought about it carefully, and knew that Niushan might be an old place name passed down among monks that day, and few mortals should remember it now.

These are naturally difficult for Bai Daxian, he relied on his own cultivation, and directly ran almost all the large and small mountains of Zhou Tianfu......

Although the method was stupid, he finally discovered the benefits of this method when he was approaching the eighth day of the sixth month.

Well, after using the Earth Conservation Technique frequently these days, he now has mastered this runaway spell even more perfectly, and he is extremely close to the legendary art of shrinking the ground into inches......

......

On the eighth day of June, it arrived as scheduled.

"Boss, please have a bowl of beef brisket noodles. ”

Bai Zimo passed by the small street of Zhou Tianfu early in the morning and sat down on a small vendor on the side of the road.

"Okay, white shopkeeper, it's morning, are you going to go for a run again today?"

The owner of the vendor, a young man, asked with a smile, with quick hands and feet.

In the past two days, Bai Zimo has almost given up looking for Tianniu Mountain, not because he doesn't want to find it, but mainly because time does not allow it.

So for the past two days, he wandered around here looking for it, and he was really tired of eating the kind of mountain barbecue he made, so he came to this brisket stall every morning for breakfast.

After going back and forth, I got acquainted with the boss.

"Huh...... I'm not running today. ”

The owner of the small vendor knew that he had been running around every day for the past few days, and when he asked, Bai Zimo casually said that he was running......

"By the way, why is this small street so lively today, full of vendors?"

Bai Zimo saw the lively side street and asked puzzledly.

This small street is located in a remote corner of Zhoutianfu, where there used to be only a few small vendors doing business, but today there are many more merchants.

Today is the eighth day of the sixth month, and every five years today, the Fang Market in the house will be taken over by some mysterious people, so everyone can only go out to do business on other streets. ”

The owner of the small vendor said, serving the beef brisket noodles that Bai Zimo wanted, and it was steaming.

"So domineering, doesn't the government care?"

Bai Zimo picked up the chopsticks and said absentmindedly.

"Huh...... The white shopkeeper laughed, those people were generous, and it was too late for everyone to be happy. ”

The chopsticks in Bai Zimo's hand stopped in mid-air, and he finally understood what the vendor owner said.

Fang City, five years, mysterious man?

It seems that he has been pitted! Does the one called Tianniu Mountain have to be a mountain all the time? Bai Zimo really wants to slap himself now, but it is still very loud.

"Boss, may I ask if your market was a mountain before?"

"It's not very clear about this, listening to the older generation, it seems that it really comes from a mountain. ”

Really...... These days, the white run......

No wonder he hadn't seen a monk on the hill of Zhou Tianfu, feeling that he had been wandering in the barren mountains and mountains, and people had gathered in the lively street market early.

It's really hidden in the city......

......

When Bai Zimo rushed to Fang Market in a hurry, he saw a small wooden sign at the entrance, a very small one, and he finally saw Tianniu Mountain.

On the small wooden sign, the words "Tianniu Mountain Immortal City" were temporarily written......

There is a simple confinement that blocks mortals, no wonder there is no one to guard it.

Entered the market, which was crowded with people. The rows of stalls are full of strange things. All kinds of magic weapons, talismans, treasures of heaven and earth, rare birds and beasts, rare things on weekdays, everything.

A pig with horns on its head, a pile of sand the size of a palm, a hairless rooster, and a sword covered in rust...... All made Bai Zimo dumbfounded.

Groups of monks walked around talking and laughing, and from time to time a few words of joy and the like came out. It should be that so-and-so has changed to the baby he wants again.

Bai Zimo was overwhelmed, and walked in all the way, the expression on his face became more and more weird, so many things, most of them were fakes!

In fact, it's not fake, at most it's useless things, like Bai Zimo, he has seen many magic weapons, all of which are broken, and there is no trace of aura in them, which is not as good as ordinary copper and iron.

There are also many talismans, which have long lost their original efficacy, and are just a piece of waste paper at the moment.

Bai Zimo walked around and probably knew some of the situation in this immortal market.

Basically, as long as you want, you can find a stall and set up your own things to sell. There are two kinds of sales, one is to exchange designated items, and the other is to take out equivalent items for exchange.

As for the so-called equivalence, it depends on each person's needs and eyesight.

If you look away and change to a fake, you can only blame yourself for not having enough eyesight, and you will not be responsible for leaving your hand. This is also why Bai Zimo found that there would be so many messy useless things.

Bai Zimo still has some silver taels on his body, but obviously the silver taels will not work here. He also came to take a look and see what the transaction of the immortal cultivation world would be like.

Of course, you can also take out one or two things in your arms, and if you really like it, you can exchange it.

Thinking about the things in his arms, Bai Zimo smiled a little embarrassed again. Well, no matter how you say it, it's all from the hands of true immortals, so you should be able to fool around.

Suddenly, the crowd surged, and a large group of people gathered around a stall not far in front of Bai Zimo. The good deed, the white shopkeeper, also came over with great interest......

I saw that there was only one item on the stall, an ordinary small jade bottle.

"This fellow Daoist, what kind of treasure is here?"

"Don't you know? It's a elixir, and everyone is vying to exchange it. ”

Hmm, is a elixir so excited?

Bai Zimo also discovered the entire immortal market, and no one had ever taken out a spirit pill or anything like that to trade. It should be related to the decline of the elixir technique, and now the elixir and the like are really rare.

After Bai Zimo learned about it, he didn't know why, he seemed to be a little happy!

"Fellow Daoists, although I don't know what the elixir is for, it must be the elixir that can't be wrong, I got it by chance, I don't specify what to exchange, as long as you can take out the items that you are satisfied with, you can trade it. ”

The stall owner looked at the crowd with a smile on his face. As he spoke, he poured out the elixir, and a burst of fragrant grass came to his nose.

It attracted a commotion from the crowd again, and the stall owner saw that the effect had been achieved, and hurriedly put the elixir back into the small jade bottle.

"This fellow Daoist, I have a thousand-mile escape talisman, from the master's hand, pinched into the magic trick, and can travel thousands of miles a day. ”

"Brother Dao, junior brother, there is an ice spirit stone here......"

"This senior, the younger generation, has a Xuanming mirror, which can make the sneaky have nothing to hide......"

All of a sudden, everyone was vying for an exchange.

Bai Zimo was dumbfounded when he saw it, and a pill that didn't even know its effect could cause such a sensation?

The stall owner, apparently very satisfied with the exchange of goods from everyone, never stopped smiling on his face.

"Do you have any other treasures? If not, I'll pick one of these fellow Daoists to exchange. ”

Saying that, looking at everyone, he wanted to wait a little longer to see if there were any more surprises.

"Wait, this fellow Daoist, the little woman has half a broken copy of the 'Fire Separation Recipe', I don't know if it can be exchanged?"

A woman's voice came, Bai Zimo felt familiar, and when he heard the voice, it turned out to be the plain-clothed woman downstairs that day. Seeing that the latter's mind was all on the elixir, he didn't find himself at all.

Although Bai Zimo is not afraid, it is naturally better to have fewer incidents.

Quietly exited the crowd, and heard a noise of the crowd from a distance, it should be that the "fire trick" is also a great mental method, and the person who took out the elixir exchanged with the plain-clothed woman without saying a word.

Bai Zimo has been shopping for a long time, and when he encounters something new, he will always come forward to ask. Well, the kind that just asks and doesn't buy it is to understand.

At first, the stall owner would introduce him to one or two, and after seeing that he didn't have the intention of exchanging, he kept silent, with an expression of a poor ghost who quickly rolled away.

That's it, it's enough for him to open his eyes, enjoy it, call it worthwhile, it's worth it after so many days of hard work.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Bai Zimo began to feel a little numb, and the freshness before had gone a lot. I was about to go to a few more stall owners to have a good exchange, so I went back.

Walking to the edge of the market, I saw a stall with more than a dozen Inner Dan of various demon beasts, which were dazzling in color. He'd been here before, and there was no one at the stall at that time, so he thought it had just been set up.

There were already a few people in the booth who were watching carefully, all of them were monks who had raised spirit beasts. Bai Zimo knew that these demon beasts were also a great supplement for spirit beasts.

I don't know if it's useful for the third toad master?

Bai Zimo thought about it, so he also stopped, at first he wondered why this stall was so quiet, and after asking the stall owner a few times, he found that the stall owner had a look of ignorance.

It's no wonder that everyone looks at themselves and takes out items to exchange when they like them. However, he Bai Daxian didn't have that awareness, and he didn't care if others took care of him, so he still kept asking questions.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask what kind of demon beast Neidan is this?"

"Wow, this glowing golden one should be a monster beast that has been around for some years......"

The stall owner finally couldn't help it, "If you want to change it, change it, don't ask!"

A few people next to him listened with smiles on their faces. This scene is so familiar, just now a few of my people asked a few more words, and they were also instigated by this stall owner.