Under the layers of clouds, the bright sun dyes the whole sky with a layer of gold, and there is a sacred-like scenery, and the beautiful mountains of Luofu Mountain are in full view.

Ba Fenghan and Qi Zhixiao, went out early, meandered along the mountain, and went inside, the deserted mountain road, bustling, are all outer disciples, and the rest of the month is as lively as a festival for the outer disciples.

Fang market, is a place of trading, for the cultivators, and give different meanings, Luofu Mountain's fang market, more than one, in several directions, they go, is the nearest one, but also the entire upper peak nearby, the largest fang market, called Tianqing Fang.

In the dense forests on both sides of the mountain road, there are birds chirping from time to time, on the grass, occasionally there are small animals drilling around, there are few people on the mountain, and the outer disciples do not have the time to pay attention to these small animals, and the animals are not afraid of people, and occasionally there are monkeys, smashing wild fruits on the monks' bodies, a peaceful scene.

Luofu Mountain, a radius of tens of thousands of miles, all kinds of strange peaks towering, moving to change the scenery, waterfalls, strange stones, clear springs, beautiful, coupled with the quiet environment and pure sky, the feeling of paradise.

On the earth, how could he have seen such a pure mountain and such a pure woodland, and unconsciously, Ba Feng lingered in the cold, and even forgot the purpose of this trip.

"Feng Han, hurry up!" Qi Zhixiao urged again, this is already his seven or eight consecutive urgings, in Qi Zhixiao's heart, the scenery around the mountain road is just some flowers and plants, strange stones, what is there to see, relatively speaking, or the fog Qiongcha in Fang City is more attractive, and he is even a little impatient to enjoy that taste.

"It's coming!" Ba Feng smiled bitterly and quickly caught up with Qi Zhixiao in front.

Turned over two mountains, bypassed the old man in front of the old man's mountain, there was a huge bamboo forest in front, different from the tear bamboo where they were, the bamboo here is thick and green, is the famous bamboo Xiaoxiang bamboo in Luofu Mountain, Xiaoxiang bamboo texture is hard, some of the old age, can even be used as refining materials, in terms of price, higher than the tear bamboo, the main body of the Tianqing Fang in Fang City, is built by Xiaoxiang bamboo, tall and strong.

Walking through a slightly narrow tree-lined path, about a few miles ahead, a village made entirely of bamboo, presented in front of their eyes, this is Tianqingfang, the upper boundary peak here, the most important fang market, the bustling crowd, proves his prosperity, the most important thing is that Bafeng Han is in it, not only see cultivators, but also a large number of mortals.

Mortals, yes, are mortals.

Cultivators are all from mortals, Luofu Sect has a long history, and disciples like Bafenghan have completed the tasks of the sect in the specified time when they can't go further, as long as they last for a certain number of years, such as twenty or Chinese New Year's Eve years, they are often assigned to various places to help the sect consolidate its position, they stretch for hundreds of years, and they will also form various cultivation families, which constitute part of a huge number of scattered cultivation, but there is also a part of the sect's family.

This part of the people was left by the great monks of the sect, and for various reasons, they were specially allowed to stay on the mountain, and they are mortals in the sect.

Shouyuan, for monks, it is extremely long, the monks of the Yuan period, their longevity, can reach more than 300 years old, each level of promotion, the age will have a considerable increase, the infant level, can even be immortal, the cultivator will abandon the family affection, but will be within the scope of responsibility, for the descendants, leave a little convenience, the conditions of Luofu Mountain, compared to the following, I don't know how much better, the descendants of these cultivators, often multiply, forming a family, and even because there are cultivators for several generations, a series of cultivators have been formed。

For so many years, the relationship between the cultivators of the Luofu Sect and the mortals is complicated, and the mortals who can gain a foothold in the Luofu Sect may have an amazing ancestor, and in the Fang Market, any store has all kinds of backstage.

And the Fang Market is dominated by the Luofu Sect, and the mortals of these Xiuzhen families are set up for assistance.

The two of them slowly walked into the market, looking at the bustling crowd, Ba Feng faintly had a strange feeling, as if here, it was no longer the Luofu sect of Xiuzhen, but a Chinese border town, traditional clothing, lively shops, and even the constant shouting along the street, giving him a sense of déjà vu.

Different from their fixed attire, in the market, they wear a lot more ordinary, colorful clothes, adding a layer of color, but their style, and the formal decoration of the Luofu sect, there is a clear difference, at a glance.

"Zhixiao, how can it be so lively?" After Bafenghan came to the sect, he came to Fang City, but once or twice, he came in a hurry, and left in a hurry, and since last year, under the slow growth of strength, he has stopped all activities, and when he rests every month, he cultivates in the bamboo house, but Qi Zhixiao, every once in a while, he will come to Fang City to drink tea.

"Today!" Qi Zhixiao looked around, in the market, not only were there many mortals, some were obviously monks, but there was also an endless stream?

"Set!"

"On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Fang market is a gathering, not only the monks of the Luofu Sect come to trade, but even the surrounding scattered cultivators will also take the harvest and come to trade!"

"No wonder there are so many strange monks!" Ba Fenghan sighed, in his understanding, mortals and monks should be people from another world, but here, it is a little strange, just in front of the two of them, a down-and-out monk wearing a shabby Taoist robe, full of true anger, is introducing something to a gorgeously dressed mortal;

The business atmosphere is very strong, but Ba Fenghan can't recall what the equivalent is in this world of cultivation, he quietly asked Qi Zhixiao: "Zhixiao, what is the transaction here, spar?"

"Of course not, for the most part, gold and silver are used here!"

"Gold and silver, I don't have it!"

Qi Zhixiao looked Ba Fenghan up and down strangely, and asked, "Feng Han, you don't have a fever, right?"

"What's wrong?"

Qi Zhixiao said: "The spar can be exchanged for gold, and a spar can be exchanged for 1,000 taels!"

1000 taels? Ba Feng was stunned, no wonder it was so bustling here, a small city with only a few thousand outer disciples supported so many mortals to live, the purchasing power of the monks was really strong, or, in a sense, money, for the monks, was not a problem.

"Let's go!" Qi Zhixiao took Ba Fenghan and drilled around the street, and after a while, he came to a quiet bamboo building, Qi Zhixiao said happily: "We have arrived!"

Ba Fenghan carefully observed this bamboo building, it is a rare four-story structure, on it, it seems to be blessed with a charm, faintly there is a light throughout, a force is brewing in it, the plaque in the middle of the main building, written [Fog Immortal Residence] three big characters.

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