Wind and waves blew through the mountain trees, and occasionally the sound of warblers and warblers were heard on both sides of the forest road.

There is a long stone staircase in front of it, leading to the top of the mountain, which is half obscured by clouds and mist, and the countless trees on the mountain are connected together, looking like a sea of forests.

At this moment, standing under Mount Tai, Zhang Yixian felt a little hot in his chest, and took it out to see that it was the "Ten Thousand Gods Sticker" sent by the White Lotus Sect messenger.

Putting it in his hand, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the middle of the golden post, and it fell straight on Mount Tai in front of him, and the stone steps that entered the mountain were one more at the entrance.

"Formation!"

Seeing with his own eyes that there was another step in front of him, Zhang Yixian became more and more yearning for the way of formation.

Walking straight up along the steps, it is like walking on the ladder, stepping on the sky, there is no scenery under the feet, only a white cloud, and there is no one else on the ladder except Zhang Yixian.

I don't know how long I walked, suddenly the line of sight in front of me broadened, and there was an archway more than three zhang high in the middle, with a plaque on it, and the three big characters of "Taishan Mansion" in the middle made him a little out of the world.

"Who dares to break into the sacred land of Mount Tai Mansion!"

Just as Zhang Yixian was in a fugue, a loud shout set off a wave of qi, shaking away the white clouds and mist in front of him and coming straight to his face.

"Late stage of Jindan Realm!"

With just a glance, Zhang Yixian saw through the cultivation of the person in front of him, and in the face of this big shout, he just waved his hand casually, and dispersed the attack, and then threw something out of his hand and landed firmly in the person's hand.

"It turned out that the gods were coming, I was offended just now, please come in!" looked down at the post in his hand, the man instantly changed his face, and greeted Zhang Yixian happily.

Just stepped into the archway, followed the person just now, and after turning a corner, a mansion covering an area of more than ten miles appeared in front of the two, and there were many people walking around at the main entrance at the moment, looking very lively.

Stepping into the mansion, the decoration here is even more splendid, like a large palace, and the figures of monks are surging everywhere.

These people are all monks wearing divine robes, most of them are not deep in cultivation, and there are not a few people in the foundation building monks, Jindan monks, and even people in the realm of transforming gods.

This mansion is the place where the Taishan temple fair was reported.

All kinds of people gathered again, and people who knew each other well talked to each other in a small circle, and occasionally laughter was heard, and at first glance, it was as lively as a human market.

Most of the people here have the smell of the power of incense, and most of them are the bodies of the souls, and the people with cultivation have only been contaminated by the incense for a long time, but there is no power of incense in their bodies.

The further he went, the place in front of him was divided into several areas, and Zhang Yixian even saw that a monk had placed items on the ground, and more than one person did so.

The monks of the past also picked and picked at the vendors like mortals in the market.

The monk who led the way took Zhang Yixian to a quiet courtyard near the center of the mansion and stopped, and then took the previous post, and gently shook it in the gatehouse, only to hear a clear click, and the originally closed door suddenly opened.

"Great God, please, if necessary, just shout and shout around. ”

"Well, let's go down. ”

Zhang Yixian waved his hand, and the man retreated, blending into the flowing crowd and disappearing.

Standing in front of the small courtyard gate, looking at the crowd of people who were constantly walking in front of him, all of them were monks with cultivation, and the number was so large that it was dazzling.

"This is Taishan Mansion?"

Zhang Yixian was a little unexpected, judging from the scene here, it was more like a large bazaar for monks to trade.

"Another hillbilly!" Just as Zhang Yixian was standing in place, looking at the prosperous scene in front of him, suddenly, a voice rang in his ears, and there was a bit of disdain in his words.

Zhang Yixian turned around and stared at this person, his own noble and splendid clothes, followed by four followers, and all of them were cultivators of the Jindan realm.

Seeing Zhang Yixian staring at him so boldly, the person who spoke before couldn't help but glance at him again, and then he didn't even bother to say hello, and walked out with four followers on his toes.

"This man is my neighbor?"

Zhang Yixian took a look, this person came out of the small courtyard next to him, and there was a strong smell of incense on his body, but his cultivation in the realm of transforming into a god made Zhang Yixian unable to care.

entered the small courtyard where he lived, changed into a white robe, and tidied up his appearance, and then walked out of the courtyard again.

The area of Taishan Mansion is very large, there are many monks who come and go, although the realm is different, but the victory is extraordinary in the number of people, and there are two guards of Jindan cultivation standing at every other place.

Passing through a corridor, a white-clothed armor soldier walked in front of him, holding a long brother and a short sword at his waist, and walked in front of him with a cold face, and a gust of cold air hit, like a deep winter.

"It's not like a mansion, it's like a small city, and it's full of monks!"

Zhang Yixian even saw a restaurant here, and the wine sold in it was also extraordinary, and the things traded were not yellow and white things in the world, but equivalent genius treasures and the like.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Yixian felt that his face was spicy, and even a little flushed, and he wanted to go in several times to take a look, but there were no trading items on his body that could be taken out of his hand, so he could only give up in the end.

Walking on the wide road, there were occasional monks riding spirit beasts passing by, and Zhang Yixian had to take two more looks.

At the moment, he didn't have anything to offer, and he wasn't going to buy anything, just a long insight.

"Hotels, inns, pawnshops, selling weapons, exercises, and even spirit beasts for sale, this is simply a treasure land, but unfortunately there is not a penny on it. ”

At this moment, Zhang Yixian's heart began to itch.

Especially when he passed by the place where spirit beasts were bought and sold, he almost went inside.

"You're stupid, isn't there still a low-grade fairy sword here, it's still okay to exchange it for some pocket money. ”

Just as Zhang Yixian was looking at the things in front of him and scratching his head and scratching his ears, Yuan Yi's voice sounded in his ears.

"That's right!"

After Yuan Yi's reminder, Zhang Yixian remembered that there was still a low-grade immortal sword in his Chenghuang Golden Seal, anyway, he already had a weapon now, and it didn't matter if he sold it.

At this moment, Zhang Yixian was even more excited, and his eyes began to roll, looking for the weapons store on the side of the road.

After searching all the way, I turned to the west of the mansion, and then I saw a place called "Sword Immortal Pavilion", in which many kinds of weapons were placed, and from time to time someone walked out with their favorite weapons.