Early in the morning of the second day, before Wang Mu left the inn, he added a gray cloak on his head, in order to hide his appearance, in case today's transaction might be remembered. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yesterday, Wang Muyou explored the layout of Qianjifang City, which is the most prosperous section of the southern city, with all kinds of cultivation shops, and the north city opposite it is for some immortal cultivators to set up stalls for trading, of course, the immortal cultivators who set up stalls only need to hand over five spirit stones to the disciples of Taiyi Xianmen who manage here, and they can find a place in Beicheng to put them all day without being disturbed.

Behind the support of various measures of Taiyi Xianmen, and Qianjifang City is the only foothold within a radius of thousands of miles, so that this Fang City has faintly become the primary industry of Taiyi Xianmen.

Especially at the Taiyi Immortal Gate Recruitment Conference once every five years, there are more and more immortal cultivators who have come to Qianjifang City today, if it weren't for Wang Mu coming two months earlier, I'm afraid it would not be easy to live in an inn.

Walking on the street, Wang Mu saw that there were mostly immortal cultivators wearing various gray and black cloaks on their heads, so he looked even more inconspicuous.

Wang Mu is mainly selling some of the things in his hands today, so as to go directly to those larger stores.

"Thousand Workers Building"

"Baibao Zhai"

"Immortal Shop"

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Wang Mu walked around the southern part of Fang City again, and after carefully distinguishing the scale of these shops and the flow of people, he finally selected the most magnificent building pavilion and walked in.

"Wanbao Pavilion!"

This shop dares to take the name of collecting Wanbao at the foot of the Taiyi Immortal Gate, it can be seen that the owner behind it is extremely powerful, and Wang Mu observed for a while, there are many immortal cultivators in and out of this Wanbao Pavilion, and everyone who comes out seems to be very satisfied.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Wang Mu's eyes couldn't help but light up.

In the middle is a curved counter made of extremely luxurious golden nan wood, and there are more than a dozen servants in uniform blue robes standing around this thing, specially providing consultation and other services for immortal cultivators who come in.

Wang Mu also saw that there were all kinds of items placed in the counter, all of them flashing with spiritual light, obviously all of them were immortal things, among which there were all kinds of elixirs, spirit runes, and magic weapons.

At this time, a blue-shirted attendant greeted Wang Mu and said with a respectful smile: "What does this immortal master want to buy, this pavilion is also one of the most influential shops in Fang City, as long as you say it, this store will definitely satisfy you!"

"I need some elixir, I wonder if you can call the shots here?" Wang Mu said in a hoarse voice through the gray cloak.

The blue-shirted servant was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile on his face: "If the guest needs some ordinary elixir, I can arrange it, but if it is an elixir of more than a hundred years, you have to go up to the second floor of the pavilion in person, and there will be a cabinet steward who will be responsible for entertaining you!"

"Then let's go to the second floor!" Wang Mu replied lightly.

The blue-shirted servant glanced at Wang Mu carefully, to make sure that Wang Mu was not wrong, the smile on his face was a little bigger, he thought to himself that it was very likely that he had met a big patron today, and he was a little impatient at the thought of some rewards he might get.

The blue-shirted servant hurriedly took out a cyan talisman and crushed it, and then personally led Wang Mu to the second floor of the Wanbao Pavilion.

The moment the cyan talisman was crushed, Wang Muyou sensed that dozens of eyes in this hall swept over, especially the envious gazes of some blue-shirted servants.

As soon as he stepped on the second floor, Wang Mu saw a middle-aged scribe greet him, presumably this was all told in advance by the cyan talisman before.

The middle-aged scribe didn't say a few polite words, and smiled and introduced Wang Mu into a separate VIP room.

The VIP room is small in size, but it is complete, some antique tables, chairs and furniture, and a precious spiritual incense is burning on a soft couch, Wang Mu quickly refreshed his spirits as soon as he came in.

"Ding Peng, the steward of the Lower Wanbao Pavilion, I don't know what to call you?" said the middle-aged scribe with a smile.

"Wang Lei!" Wang Mu borrowed the name of his dead friend without hesitation.

"It turned out to be Wang Daoyou, please take a seat!" the middle-aged scribe pointed to the front of the soft couch and smiled.

"Wang Daoyou should be the first time to come to Wanbao Pavilion!" When Wang Mushi Shiran sat down, the middle-aged scribe asked politely.

"Ding Daoyou is really good eyesight, this is indeed the first time I have come to your pavilion!" Wang Mu kept a hoarse voice, making it impossible to distinguish his original voice.

"Hah...... In fact, there have been a lot of Taoist friends who have come to this pavilion recently, and I guessed at random. In fact, it doesn't matter if it's the first time to come to this pavilion, as long as Daoyou comes, we won't let you down!" Ding Peng smiled confidently.

At this time, two beautiful maids each walked in with a pot of spiritual tea and two teacups, Ding Peng waved his hand when he saw it: "Wang Daoyou, at this time, the spiritual tea in this pavilion can be refreshing and eye-catching to drink, you have to taste it!"

The maidservant made a cup of tea for Wang Mu and the two of them and retreated, while the middle-aged scribe took a sip by himself, smiling and very satisfied.

"There's no rush to taste tea, let's talk about business first!" Wang Mu shook his head and hummed.

"Okay, I didn't expect Wang Daoyou to be an impatient, I heard the servant downstairs say, Friend, do you want to buy some hundred-year-old elixir?" The middle-aged scribe's face was slightly embarrassed, but he still smiled.

"Yes, I do want to buy some hundred-year elixir, of course, if your pavilion has a higher age, it is not impossible to consider it!" Wang Mu gently picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly.

"This matter is easy to do!" The middle-aged scribe touched the storage bag on his waist with his left hand, and the white light flashed directly, and three jade boxes appeared in front of Wang Mu's eyes.

"Here are hundred-year-old golden ginseng, hundred-year-old vermilion fruit, and hundred-year-old Xuanzhi, I hope it can also enter the eyes of Wang Daoyou!" said the middle-aged scribe with a smile.

Wang Mu's eyes lit up, although this Ding Peng was just a steward of Wanbao Pavilion, he could take out these three hundred-year-old elixirs at will, and it seemed that it was far more than that, which made Wang Mu a little surprised.

The three jade boxes were placed in front of him, and they were still half-opened, without the slightest spirit rune posted on them, this Ding Peng was obviously not afraid of Wang Mu's hands.

As soon as Wang Mu's right hand reached out, when he opened the first jade box, an extremely faint spiritual pressure came out of nowhere, as long as Wang Mu had any bad behavior, the hidden mysterious monk would immediately take action!

No wonder this Ding Peng is not afraid of Wang Mu's ghosts, it turns out that there are high-ranking people behind him!

Wang Mu smiled inadvertently in a certain direction, the whole person relaxed, and then opened all the three jade boxes one by one.

"Sure enough, they are all hundred-year-old golden ginseng, zhuguo, and xuanzhi!" Wang Mu looked at it carefully for a while, and then took the jade boxes one by one and said with a smile.

"These elixirs are barely enough, I don't know what to do, how much are these three elixirs worth as spirit stones?" Wang Mu suddenly sat upright, his eyes hidden under the gray cloak and said.