In the early morning of the next day, Mo got up early with the wind and rushed to Qingxuguan, wanting to see this so-called cultivation world trading market. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When he really arrived at Qingxuguan, he realized how lucky he was last time, he actually killed three Zhuji in front of someone's house, uh, it's not right, if you calculate it carefully, in fact, he killed one Nongxuhong, and the death of the remaining two actually has little to do with him.

Although Qingxuguan is known as the branch of Xiannongzong, in fact, it is already a small city, but the real Qingxuguan occupies less than half of the land, and most of the land is occupied by the trading market in the back street.

Qingxuguan is an ancient Taoist temple, which has long been occupied by Xiannongzong, but the back street of Qingxuguan is the real Xianjiafang City.

Where there are people, there is trade, and where there is trade, there is a market.

From a distance, the Qingxu backstreet is spacious and orderly, boxy and neat.

On both sides of the street, all kinds of shops, shops, taverns, inns, and teahouses are densely built, with ups and downs, but if you look closely, you can find that these buildings should have been built in the last two years.

Before he entered the market, Mo Suifeng had already felt the strong aura here, even deeper than the deep mountains and old forests.

The entrance to the Fang Market was relatively deserted, with only two guards, in green clothes and plain robes, with a trace of aura fluctuations on their heads, and they were two cultivators of the eighth level of qi refining.

It turned out that this was the place where cultivators traded, Mo Suifeng stood there in a daze for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Boy, the first time you come to Fang City, you need to pay one spirit plant or one thousand taels of silver!" the Fang City guard lazily reminded.

People like Mo Suifeng, they have seen a lot, and when they first came here a year ago, they were like this, just like Tubaozi entering the palace, they didn't understand the rules at all.

You must know that in Anping, the monthly consumption of an ordinary family of three is almost one or two silver, and the entrance fee to this square city is a thousand white flowers, which is a bit of a sense of extortion.

Who made this exactly what he needed, Mo Suifeng didn't say a word, and handed over a silver ticket, exactly one thousand taels, and the Tianfeng Empire was all deposited and exchanged.

The guard took the silver ticket, as if it were a piece of waste paper, threw it into the box, and habitually threw over a small blue cloth bag.

Mo Suifeng opened the pouch and found that there was only a token and a booklet inside.

The token is ordinary wood, but the surface is engraved with runes, and there is a big word "Qingxu" in the center, and the booklet is called Qingxufang City Guide, which is only four thin pages, and it is beautifully made, much like a brochure on the earth.

Mo Suifeng didn't rush into the market, and took the pamphlet and flipped through it next to it.

Fang Market Guide, although most of them are advertisements, but there are really some things to use, such as: about the exchange ratio of spirit plants, spirit stones, gold and silver, the use of tokens, the rules of the Fang market, and so on.

Mo Suifeng watched it with interest.

One spirit plant is exchanged for one thousand taels of silver, one spirit stone is exchanged for one hundred spirit plants, and one middle spirit stone is exchanged for one hundred spirit stones, and it turns out that one spirit plant is exchanged for one thousand taels of silver, which is really the basic exchange ratio.

Mo Suifeng continued to look at the introduction of Fang City.

It turned out that this fang market was jointly operated by Qingyan Sect, Xiannong Sect, and Lingbao Zhai.

The basic rules are: no killing, no flying, and paying a fee for setting up a stall in the city. Although Qingxufang City is a small trading place, in order to maintain the security of transactions, the entire Fang City is under the shroud of a monitoring array and a defensive array.

Mo Suifeng agrees with these basic regulations, a well-managed market is always better than a smoky vegetable market, these rules are quite reasonable, not so strict that they are unacceptable.

The booklet introduced many distinctive shops, such as: cultivation room, refining workshop, alchemy workshop, etc., which Mo Suifeng had never heard of. Three stinkers can top one Zhuge Liang, and sure enough, if one person cultivates at home, he will only become more and more detached from the development of the times.

After Mo Suifeng roughly understood the basic rules, he entered the Fang City, and when he passed through the main gate of the Fang City, he entered the True Qi according to the method described in the booklet and activated the token, and at the same time as the activation, he felt that there was an invisible fluctuation in front of him, and it should be that the defensive formation or the early warning formation received the signal sent by the token.

He is an ordinary cultivator, Mo Suifeng didn't take himself too seriously, put away the token and strode into the Fang City.

Mo walked slowly and methodically on the street, and he felt like he was visiting an antique market

Qingxufang City is different from the ordinary market in Anping City, the transactions here are not in the mundane world, no need to enter the shop, Mo Suifeng has already seen a lot of strange stones, pills, cheats, flying swords, animal bones, Dan furnaces, jade slips and other things on the stall, these natural, man-made strange things, all exude a strong aura, just do not trade, just live in this place, will live longer than in the city.

After walking around for a while, Mo Suifeng almost got a general idea of this place, after all, Anping is only a small city, although it also has some fame and history, but the population is there, so this Fang City based on Anping City is established in a few miles, the Fang City is not big, but it is really a small sparrow, all kinds of things have been heard of, and there are all kinds of things that have not been heard.

Mo Suifeng was calm on the surface, but he was actually quite apprehensive in his heart, because he had no goal, he didn't know what to do first?

Let's find an inn to stay in first, and since it's time for the auction, I'll have to participate anyway.

However, he thought about it, and soon gave up his plan to find a place to live, and when he first came to a strange place, he had to find a place with a lot of people to inquire about the news and ask about the market, otherwise it would be very unjust to let someone else slaughter him.

At this moment, a slightly immature voice suddenly stopped him,

"This senior, are you the first to come to Qingxufang City?"

This is a somewhat thin boy, the complexion of his face is a little sallow, but his mouth is full of white teeth, which is impressive.

"That's right, it's the first time to come to Fang City?" replied Mo Suifeng.

I have been a pharmacy owner on the earth for a few years, and even if others don't hand over some methods, after being a few times, I have always learned some ways, and now I have the strength to back up, but I am not afraid of these. At the same time, he also knows that these people who make a living on the streets, whether they are leading the party or various trusts, have their own set of roads after a long time.

"The ancestors are here for the auction?" the thin boy's eyes lit up.

Mo Suifeng nodded lightly.

"Then the seniors need to find an inn first?"

"Naturally, I want to find an inn!" Mo Suifeng just wanted to find a place to live.

"The seniors were monks or warriors. The little boy asked expectantly.

"Is there a difference?" Mo Suifeng was reluctant to talk about his cultivation with others.

The thin boy, blinking his eyes, had already determined that Mo Suifeng was really coming to Fang City for the first time, but he still patiently explained: "Martial artists choose inns, generally choose inns equipped with gravity rooms and martial arts training grounds, while monks mostly choose inns with aura rooms. “

Mo Suifeng's heart moved, and he scratched his head a little embarrassed, and asked, "Is there an inn with both a gravity room and an aura room?"

The boy nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, but that kind of inn is expensive." “

Mo Suifeng finally had the opportunity to make a large amount of money, waved his hand and said: "Don't be afraid, just find such an inn, and it should be quiet, suitable for cultivation, and the environment is good." ”

As soon as he heard Mo Suifeng's words, the thin boy knew that this was a rich lord, and he perked up, "Okay, senior, come with me, I guarantee that you are satisfied, but do you want to charge a fee for the introduction of a spirit plant?"

A spirit plant is a thousand taels of silver, and this little money is still out with the wind, and he said generously: "Yes, lead the way ahead!"