Qiang and Shu intersect, Qiang is adjacent to the Central Plains in the northeast, and Shu is adjacent to Heishui in the southwest, in other words, if you want to enter the Central Plains from the extreme west, you must pass through most of the Shu land, as well as a small part of the Qiang border. Pancheng is the first city in the west of Shudi.

When Yu Qingwu and his party came to Pancheng, it was two days later, and when they appeared in front of the gate of Pancheng, Jin Buchou looked up to the sky and sighed: "Heaven! Lao Tzu has finally returned to the world of mankind!"

Since they left Kunlun Mountain, it has been half a month, and in the past half a month, except for seeing people in Qingyuan Town, they are either in a desert and other uninhabited areas, or in the high mountains and dense forests on the banks of the black water, and they don't feel the slightest anger at all. Standing in front of the human city today, looking at the bustling crowd, it is no wonder that Jin Buchou is so excited.

Although the rest of the people did not act as exaggerated as Jin Buchou, their faces were also full of excitement. After all, people are social animals, and if they are separated from the crowd for too long, they will still be a little uncomfortable.

"You see, how come they still have an eye on their foreheads...... Oh no, that's not an eye!"

Before Pancheng, Yongzhen pointed to the mortal people who were entering or leaving the city and said, among these ordinary people dressed in coarse linen clothes, nine out of ten had a cyan mark on the center of their eyebrows, which at first glance looked like a vertical eye, which looked strange and sacred.

Hearing what Yong Zhen said, everyone immediately looked at the eyebrows of those Shu people, but saw that the imprint on the eyebrows of those people seemed to be made of some cyan pigment, drawing a hook in the center of the eyebrows, and then drawing a barb, and the two were combined together, just like a vertical eye!

"Is this eye-like imprint painted or innate?" Hikoakiko said, touching her chin.

At this time, Zilu smiled and said, "Soon after the Shu people are born, their parents will draw this mark with unique pigments on the center of their eyebrows. The pigment penetrates into the skin and over time becomes a birthmark-like mark that looks like the eyes are always pricked. ”

"I see!" Hearing Zixu's explanation, everyone showed a sudden look. The folk customs are different in various places, such as the behavior of the Shu people in the eyebrows, and it is not very special, but they have little experience, so they will find it interesting.

"Regardless of whether they really have three eyes or painted them, let's go in and see what this first city in the west is like!"

Jin Buchou shouted and entered Pancheng first. The traffic in the city is busy, the crowd of people, the shouting of the vendors, the bargaining of the guests, the conversation of pedestrians, the sound of the sound of the ears, the whole Pancheng is full of prosperity.

Not all of Shu people are Shu people, there are also some people from the Central Plains or those who are tall and strong, or people from the northern Rongdi and Ghost Fang, so Yu Qingwu's line of eyebrows does not have 'vertical eyes' and does not attract much attention from the locals.

Jin Buchou looked at the stall on the left for a while, and looked at the stall on the right for a while, and he seemed to be very interested at first, but after a while, he said with a long face: "This Pancheng is a mortal city, and the things here have no effect on us monks!"

"Neither nor not!"

At this moment, a slightly sharp voice sounded, and Jin Buchou took the lead in turning his head sideways, looking at the obscene middle-aged man who was holding a cyan pu fan and holding a mustache and a short stature supported by two strong men at the place where the voice came. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It turned out to be a martial arts cultivator!"

The eight-character Hu who was holding a green pu fan was obscene and middle-aged and did not have good luck, so Jin Buchou couldn't really feel what kind of cultivation the obscene middle-aged man was, but he felt the fluctuations of the true qi in the body of the obscene middle-aged, so he said the identity of the obscene middle-aged martial arts cultivator.

The obscene middle-aged man who was broken by Jin Buchou didn't mind, he raised his hand and touched the mustache on the side of his mouth, glanced at Yu Qingwu, Jin Buchou and others, and said with a smile: "A few young ladies are all very lofty, and their temperament is like a fairy, if the old man didn't guess wrong, you should be Kunlun disciples, right?"

"You're so good, you actually ......"

As soon as she heard that the eight-character Hu lewd middle-aged man guessed that he and the others were Kunlun disciples, Zhenzhen immediately showed a look of surprise, and just wanted to ask how the obscene middle-aged man guessed it, but before he finished a sentence, Zi Lu pulled her behind him, and said to the obscene middle-aged man who was comparable to Jin: "Is there something wrong with this uncle?"

The middle-aged man of the eight-character Hu took a deep look at Zixu, and then pointed at Jin Buchou, who had a calm face, with a pu fan, and said: "I heard this little brother say that Pancheng is a mortal city, and the things bought and sold are just ordinary things, so the old man will come over and make a statement to a few people." Although there are many mortals in Pancheng, there are also many martial cultivators and Taoist cultivators, so there are also items in the cultivation world that are bought and sold, aren't there a few people who are interested?"

"Of course there is, and it's huge!"

Yu Qingwu, who had never spoken, suddenly said at this time, he glanced at the two burly guards behind the middle-aged man, and then said to the middle-aged man: "The master came out this time, in order to see the world's treasures, as long as anyone can take it, there is no master who can't afford it!"

Hearing Yu Qingwu say this, the obscene middle-aged mustache trembled slightly, and the two little eyes flashed with a fine light, but after a while, they were hidden by him, and then said with a smile: "Little brother, please here!" After speaking, he led the way first.

I don't know what the identity of this obscene middle-aged man is, when he leaves, the people who were originally in front of him are pushed back, and their eyes are full of respect, as if they are facing some big person!

"Let's go, why are you still stunned?"

Seeing that everyone had no intention of taking a step, Yu Qingwu said and followed behind the obscene middle-aged man and the two burly guards. Jin Buchou was stunned for a moment, then caught up with Yu Qingwu, and said in a low voice: "Okay, you, even I don't dare to say that there are no treasures that I can't afford, you actually dare to say!" After speaking, he gave Yu Qingwu a thumbs up.

Some treasures cannot be bought with money, and treasures can kill the enemy and save lives, so can money have this effect? Therefore, many of the exotic treasures in the cultivation world, whether they are magic weapons, can only be obtained by bartering for goods, and mortal shell coins are of no use at all! The Jin family is rich in the world and is known as the richest man in the world, but there are also things that the Jin family cannot buy, such as the measuring ruler of Kunlun Mountain.

Of course, there are people in the monastic world who disdain shell coins, but there are also people who love the world, and there must be shell coins in the world, so such people will also exchange their treasures for shell coins, but there are very few such people.

At this time, Zilu and the others also caught up, Zilu frowned, and whispered to Yu Qingwu: "That person is not a good person at first glance, why do you want to go with him?"

The corners of Yu Qingwu's mouth hooked, revealing a hint of unfathomable smile, and replied: "See the local customs!" After speaking, he stopped talking, and only followed the three people in front of him unhurriedly, and the obscene middle-aged man also turned back from time to time to see if a few people were following, and when he saw that everyone was following, he smiled and nodded.

It seemed that there was still some distance from the place of buying and selling that the eight-character Hu obscene middle-aged man said, and in boredom, Zhen Zhen remembered that when Zi Lu stopped herself just now and asked the middle-aged man how he knew that Lu Dao and the others were Kunlun disciples, she immediately asked Zi Xu: "Senior Brother Xuan Mingzi, why did you stop me from asking that uncle just now how did he know that Lu Dao we are Kunlun disciples? Don't you think he is very powerful, he actually saw our origin at a glance!"

"What a great thing this is!"

Zilu shook his head and smiled helplessly, and said, "Do you know which Dao cultivation sects there are in the Western Land of the Dao?"

Zhenzhen nodded and said, "There are five major sects: Kunlun Mountain, Lingshan Mahayana Sect, Youze Shenxiao Temple, Shushan Yujian Gate, and Liuhe Mountain Dunjia Sect. ”

"The ...... of the Five Great Sects" Zilu shook his head and smiled, and said: "The Lingshan Mahayana Sect is full of people who cultivate Buddhas, and they are all monks, so you can see at a glance that they are different from ordinary people; the disciples of the Youze Shenxiao Temple, wearing purple embroidered thunder robes, can also see their identities at a glance; the disciples of the Shushan Imperial Sword Sect are all carrying flying swords and wearing white shirts, which are also different; as for the remaining Liuhe Mountain Dunjia Sect, their obvious feature is that they have at least three or more storage bags on their bodies!"

"Senior brother, you ......"

Hearing Zilu say this, the rest of the people all showed a sudden expression, and Zhen Zhen said directly: "I see, our Kunlun disciples are the most inconspicuous among the five major sects in the Western Lands, and it can also be said to be the most conspicuous, since that person has already determined that we are Dao cultivators, it is not strange to guess that we are Kunlun disciples!"

Thinking that he was still looking at the obscene middle-aged man with a look of admiration just now, Zhenzhen was on fire, and spat a few mouthfuls at the back of the obscene middle-aged, and said fiercely: "You obscene old thing, you don't pretend to be smart, hum!"

Unconsciously, everyone followed the obscene middle-aged people have left the downtown area, and came to a small lake, there is a large manor built in the small lake, surrounded by red and green, green water ripples, just like a paradise, more life than the desert, less noisy than the city, where based here, there is a feeling of physical and mental comfort.

"Treasure Farm!"

Looking at the three big characters engraved on the wooden road plaque leading to the courtyard in the center of the lake, Yu Qingwu grinned and said to the obscene middle-aged man who turned around: "The name of your village is very meaningful, gathering treasures from all over the world!"

The little brother laughed. The obscene middle-aged Ha Luha smiled and said, "This village is only built for monks who come and go, and everyone can freely trade treasures in the village." As he spoke, he led everyone into the courtyard, and came directly to a row of side rooms, and said: "Distinguished guests, it is not early now, the old man ordered someone to prepare dinner for you, after you rest for a night, how about going to the trading hall tomorrow to Taobao?"

"Okay!" Yu Qingwu readily agreed, and took the lead in pushing open the nearest room and walked in, his every move was rude, but it was somewhat similar to Jin Buchou. Seeing that Yu Qingwu agreed, the rest of the people had no choice but to enter a side room and prepare to rest.

After closing the door, the insolence on Yu Qingwu's face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a sneer. He looked at the burly middle-aged man with a horizontal scar on his face behind the obscene middle-aged man through the haze gauze on the window, and sneered.