[From yesterday afternoon's power outage, until noon today, please collect and recommend comfort. 】

Walking along the spacious and tidy streets into the city, Zhang Qian seemed to have a feeling of returning to the red world.

There are even some sheds set up by cultivators along the street, just like the stalls selling scallion pancakes in Qingyang County, but the things sold on the stalls are strange, there are elixirs, Taoist books, talismans, and all kinds of magic weapons, and some have a big sign written on it, which says what to buy, so that Zhang Qian opened his eyes and said secretly in his heart:" Although the cultivator has regarded himself as a person outside the world, he is just drawing a clear line with mortals, and where can he really cut off the seven emotions and six desires, so that there is no dispute with the world, and the practice is to fight with the heavens. ”

The bustling world is all for profit, and the soil in the world is all for profit.

This is talking about secular people, and cultivators are no exception.

Zhang Qian wandered around the streets of the mutual market at will, scanning the stalls around the people all the way, and didn't find what he needed, there were a lot of pills, but most of them were junior B-grade Pei Yuan Dan, which was of little use to him now, the talisman and magic weapon were somewhat good, but he was not interested, the ordinary magic weapon was not as strong as his body, and it could be broken into scum with just one pinch, as for those attack talismans, it was not as powerful as his fire gathering technique.

While he was looking for what he needed, Feng Ting followed him for a while, and when he saw that there was no one in the city to answer, he left along a fork in the road.

The city is full of people, and the complex atmosphere can easily hide the presence of a person.

Zhang Qian never put his mind on a few of them, nor did he notice it, he wandered on the street calmly, after Feng Ting left along the fork in the road, he walked through the streets and alleys for a while and arrived in front of a grand mansion, there was a plaque hanging on the vermilion gate - the city inspector, he looked up, whispered a few words with a few monks in front of the door, and was let in, and then walked through the courtyard, and in front of a row of side rooms, several blue-robed monks were gesturing with fists and feet.

This patrol supervisor is the center of this mutual market, here is the territory of Tianlu Peak, although outsiders are allowed to do business here, but as a dealer naturally has to get a piece of the pie, as long as the stall is set up, you have to pay a certain amount of taxes, the patrol supervisor is in charge of tax collection, and it also includes the maintenance of law and order in the mutual market.

Feng Ting can also be regarded as a person who patrols the city supervisor, but he is a peripheral person.

When Tianlufeng established the mutual market, there was no such thing as a poll tax, which was purely a financial route opened up by the city patrol supervisor himself, and part of the income was given to these blue-robed deacons, and the rest of the oil and water was divided by Feng Ting, so the two sides could be regarded as having the same interests.

At this time, it was reasonable to kick the iron plate and ask a few people for help.

Feng Ting told a few people about the matter as it was, but he just said that the reason for his injury was a careless mistake, and before he could cast the Liuding Liujia Talisman Spell, he was knocked down by the madman at close range, and the blue-robed deacons who listened to it were angry, and both sides were in the same vein as Tianlu Peak, although they didn't look down on Feng Ting and a few people on weekdays, but now they were bullied by an outsider, or on their own territory, and several people had a feeling of being humiliated.

"There are a lot of people in the mutual market, and I didn't make sense before, so it's not good to use force, otherwise the madman will make a noise, ruining the reputation of several senior brothers, and Feng Ting will cause trouble for several senior brothers. Feng Ting's face looked uneasy, as if he regretted it a little, but there was a hint of joy in the corners of his eyes.

"What you did was ridiculous, and since he gave the poll tax, what are you stopping him from doing. A blue-robed disciple reprimanded him for a few words, and then the words changed, revealing a trace of disdain in his words: "But an outsider dares to spread wild in my Tianlu Peak, he is impatient, as long as he is in the mutual market, I have a thousand ways to clean him up, why use the previous incident as an excuse, but to fall into the prestige of my Tianlu Peak." ”

"Tsk, I'm afraid this is the crime that you want to add, it's really domineering. Feng Ting secretly said in his heart, he didn't doubt that this blue-robed deacon was boasting about Haikou, the name of the person who spoke was Xu Shi, he was a disciple of an elder in Tianlu Peak, and now his cultivation was already in the realm of Yuan Jing Yunbu, and he was only one step away from being promoted to the true inheritance, that person was no matter how powerful he was, after all, he still needed spirit beasts to travel, and his cultivation should still be in the realm of demons in his heart, how could he be his opponent.

"Then there is Senior Brother Lao Xu. Feng Ting's face floated with joy.

"Don't talk nonsense, you lead the way ahead and lead me to the madman. Xu Shijiang waved his hand, and then looked at the fellow senior brothers who were practicing the Liuding Liujia Talisman Mantra, and said, "I'm going to get the water prison ready, I'll go and get this guy back, and then slowly adjust." ”

The monks laughed, and they didn't allow it, and Xu Shi followed Feng Ting out of the city supervisor.

At this time, on the street, Zhang Qian had been looking for a moment, but still found nothing, and suddenly saw a dignified-looking, calm middle-aged monk sitting under a pergola on the side of the street, with his eyes closed, still cultivating without distractions in the noisy city, and a long banner was erected in front of him, and a white paper was pasted on the surface of the flag, on which was written a line of large characters - Seeking to buy the Poison Clearing Pill, the more the merrier, and the price is easy to say.

Zhang Qian's heart moved, and among the few pills that Xu Zhao helped him refine, he cleared the poison pill.

This thing is of little use to him, he is different from ordinary people, ordinary toxins can resist, and he does not go to the land of smoke miasma, it is useless, at this time I see someone asking for a purchase, I want to get rid of it, see that this person's popularity and tone are not like a poor person, he will definitely be able to offer a price that he is satisfied with, and he walked over, before he could speak, the man woke up, and asked: "This brother, there is a detoxification pill for sale?"

"Some. Zhang Qian nodded, and then said, "But I need a lot of pills to strengthen the foundation of Peiyuan." ”

"Is it feasible?" the man asked.

When Zhang Qian heard this, he looked slightly happy and said, "It couldn't be better." ”

Seeing that the business was going so smoothly, the man was also extremely satisfied, took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, handed it over happily, and said, "Then let's check each other's things, and then set a price difference according to the quality." ”

Zhang Qian had prepared before, and all the bottles of the pills used to exchange were taken out from the dust cave and placed in his personal pocket, and he had also considered it before, a spiritual treasure was a bit eye-catching after all, and there were many people in the mutual market, for fear of attracting covetousness, at this time, he also put his hand into the leather pocket on his waist, just a bunch of bottles and jars put together, it was inevitable to take the wrong one, and it took a few times to take out the poison pill and hand it to the monk.

This detail is really not very important, but it is seen by those who have a heart.

Not far from him, a fat man with a tired face was hiding under the pergola and napping.

Yan Shiping is the head snake of the Tianlu Peak market, the ancestors of the three generations are the monks in the cave of this small Weishan Mountain, and the Taoist system of the Eagle God Peak is passed on, although the reputation is not obvious among the seventy-two peaks, but his father Yan Song is the true origin of the Eagle God Peak after all, it is said that he was only half a step away from condensing into a golden pill, and there is hope to compete for the position of the peak master, but later the practice went mad and died, and he died in a daze, this time it is good, his life is lost, and he has a grudge with the current peak master of the Eagle God Peak.

As an orphan of the Yan family, the new Eagle God Peak Peak Master has not picked him up, if it weren't for the help of some of Yan Song's former friends, he would have lost his life.

was cleaned up a few times before and after, this Yan Song was also cowardly, if the humiliation and burden were in vain, the roll covered the cover and ran away from the Eagle God Peak, although Yan Song died with a kick on his legs, but he left a lot of inheritance to this Yan Shiping, with these things, he actually survived tenaciously, those magic weapons that could not be used were sold in this mutual market, exchanged for elixir spells, and in two years, he actually cultivated to a great increase, and entered the realm of Yuan Jing Yunbu.

In addition, he often has business dealings with several big families in the mutual market, and he is an arrogant and unreasonable lord here, and over time he has become a big scoundrel in this mutual market.

People who are familiar with him stay away from him, and those who are not familiar with him often suffer losses, and they are also familiar.

At this time, Yan Shiping was a little anxious, because he sold out all the magic weapons that his father left behind.

Now although he has a batch of elixir raw materials left in his hand, but it has not been refined, there is no way to take it directly, he opened the furnace to refine some, scrapped the raw materials of four or five furnaces, and finally became a few furnaces, but after eating a pill, he no longer had the courage to try, compared with the elixir that he exchanged for the magic weapon before, it was simply unsightly, there were too many impurities and toxins, and he almost didn't want his life, so he entrusted the remaining medicinal materials to the merchant, and asked the monks who were good at alchemy to help refine them, but alchemy was a very energy-consuming thing, not to mention a large number of primary pills, naturally no one was willing to take this errand, and I waited for half a year, and there was no answer, and the only remaining pills on my body were exhausted。

Since his cultivation, he has always been assisted by pills, and it has long become a habit.

When the pill is exhausted, for him, it is like the farmer family has cut off the rice grain, and there are still a few bottles of inferior Gushou Dan in his hand, so he wants to exchange some better quality pills, even if three pills are exchanged for one pill, he has to survive this time.

But after waiting all morning, no one paid attention to him, because he couldn't take those bottles of Gushou Pill by himself, and it was beyond the bottom line that ordinary people could bear.

At this time, seeing that Zhang Qian was carrying a large number of bottles and cans, and he was a stranger he had never seen before, he couldn't help but look at it twice, and had some thoughts in his heart.