Cuishan is not too high, Liang Yan and his two walked up the mountain road, and when they got halfway up the mountain, a few pedestrians gradually appeared around them, most of them were young people in their 17th or 18th years, and there were also some middle-aged people.
Liang Yan glanced over and knew that these were all immortal cultivators. He suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. He was obviously only at the first level of Qi training, but the cultivation levels of the people around him fell into his mind exactly, such as The black-clothed boy on the left, Liang Yan could tell at a glance that he was at the second level of Qi training. For example, the strong man in the yellow shirt in front of him clearly knew that he was at the third level of Qi training.
Liang Yan was puzzled, and looked at the old monk again, but he still only saw a haggard old man with no aura in his body, just a mortal who couldn't be more ordinary.
Of course, Liang Yan would not regard the old monk as an ordinary person. After thinking about it, it should be the magical effect of the exercises taught by the old monk. Since practicing this exercise, Liang Yan obviously felt that his hearing, eyesight, and intuition were much more sensitive than before. More than ten times.
While he was thinking, the people on the road suddenly stopped. Liang Yan looked up, and saw a white mist in front of him, so white that he could not see the end.
The people around seemed to have been prepared, they took out a talisman and threw it in the air, the talisman ignited when it saw the wind, fell in front of the master in a whirl, and then dived into the white mist, as if leading the way generally. Those who sacrificed the talismans followed quickly, and disappeared into the white mist.
Liang Yan asked curiously, "What are those?"
"Lu Yin." The old monk said without looking back.
"Oh, then why didn't we?"
"No, you follow me closely." After saying that, the old monk strode into the white mist, Liang Yan followed closely, and as soon as he entered the white mist, he felt a chill Fortunately, there is a monk leading the way, so I am not afraid of any danger.
Going around in the fog, I don't know how long it took, suddenly the eyes lit up, and the two finally walked out of the white fog.
Liang Yan looked up along the mountain road, and saw a quaint town on the mountainside, with scattered houses, all red bricks and blue tiles. There are people coming and going on the street, so lively.
Walking into the town, I found that these people were all monks. There were many people sitting on the ground on both sides of the street, and even set up stalls here. Some of the stalls were deserted, while others were surrounded by water.
After all, Liang Yan is young at heart and likes to be lively. It was the first time I saw so many cultivators gathering, and I couldn't help but go to a crowded street stall.
I saw a man with a horse face sitting on the ground, looking down at a book intently, as if the crowd in front of him had nothing to do with him.
On the ground, there are various props, including several thread-bound books, a pot of green powder, a blue knife, and a simple long sword.
There was faint aura overflowing from the long sword, and one could tell it was not extraordinary at a glance. Most of the eyes of the surrounding people also fell on this simple long sword, but obviously they all knew that it was expensive, so no one asked first.
Liang Yan thought to himself: "I have practiced with the old monk for many days, and I usually rely on a pair of fists to fight with people. It is time to find a weapon that is convenient for me.
" He still had some money in his business of helping the poor, so he asked, "How much silver does this long sword cost?" As soon as he said
this, the surrounding people immediately looked at him like a monster, even the one who bowed his head The horse-faced stall owner who was reading a book also raised his head and looked at him strangely.
After a while, the crowd erupted into laughter. Some people were laughing to and fro, and some people shouted: "Where did you come from, did you come out with your master to gain knowledge?" A young woman in green shirt couldn't help but said: "Little brother
, Are you a descendant of a nearby family, don't you know that the Cuishan exchange meeting is a gathering of cultivators, ordinary money is useless, you need spirit stones to trade."
As soon as this remark came out, Liang Yan immediately made a big blush. He was smart since he was a child, and he has never been so embarrassing when he grows up. He thought to himself: "This old monk is too dishonest. He hasn't told me about Lingshi after practicing for so long." Thinking about it, he turned his head angrily, who knew that it didn't matter when he turned around, but found that the old monk had long since disappeared.
Liang Yan's heart suddenly jumped: "Okay, could it be that the old monk was shy and couldn't bear face, so he left me here and ran away early?" The more I think about it, the more I think it is possible, did I really run away?
When I was thinking wildly, a voice suddenly came from my ear: "I have something to do, so you can take a stroll first. In the evening, come to the Tianzi room of the Piaoyun Hotel in the town to find me.
" Secret, calm down in my heart. So he started wandering around the town, and he would take a look at every street stall he encountered on the road. Anyway, he didn't have a single spirit stone, so he just regarded it as a spectator.
Before he knew it, it was evening, Liang Yan got up from a booth, and was about to go to find the Piaoyun Hotel. Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Liang Yan turned his head to look, and saw two men and a woman standing behind him. They were a girl in red, a short and fat boy, and a refined man. Other than the second floor, the other two are on the first floor of Qi training.
Now the elegant young man is looking at him with a smile.
"I've met fellow Taoist, I'm Chen Chong. I don't know your name?"
Liang Yan hesitated for a while, but still clasped his fists and said, "Liang Yan."
Chen Chong smiled quite boldly: "So it's Taoist Liang, let me introduce you, this is Fellow Daoist Tang Yan, this is Fellow Daoist Xu Kun."
Liang Yan nodded his head one by one. Only to hear Chen Chong say again: "Liang Daoyou has been watching this for a long time and has not made a move. It must be because he doesn't like these things."
Liang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, "It's fake if you don't like it, but it's true if you can't afford it. "But it is absolutely impossible to say this, so I just nodded and said: "There is really nothing good."
Chen Chong's eyes lit up: "So fellow Daoist Liang, like us, is going to tomorrow's auction on the top of the mountain?" Liang Yan was stunned
when he heard the words, and subconsciously said, "What auction?"
, "Fellow Daoist doesn't know about the auction on the top of Cuishan Mountain? I don't know if you are a disciple of He Zongmen, or which Xiuxian family?"
Liang Yan thought to himself: "I don't have any sect. I followed a lazy monk, and I won't let you As an apprentice by myself, I don't understand the common sense of the world of cultivating immortals, so today is a shame."
Even though I thought so in my heart, I still smiled on the surface: "You Daoist Chen doesn't know, my master is a casual cultivator. He practiced hard in the mountains, and this time he was ordered to come out to gain some insight."
After hearing this, Chen Chong smiled gently, "It turns out that he is a disciple of casual cultivators, but in fact the three of us are also casual cultivators. Although the sect is good, it is not as free as we are. , It's just that casual cultivators are single and lonely, and it's better for us to unite and help each other when it comes to affairs."
Liang Yan nodded in agreement.
"Since Fellow Daoist Liang doesn't know about the summit auction, let me introduce you. Speaking of the Cuishan exchange meeting, it was hosted by the outer court of Yixing Pavilion, the first immortal cultivating school in Zhao State. Yixing Pavilion will be held every once in a while. Three types of exchange meetings, large, medium and small, are held all over the country. During this period, everyone can exchange practice experience together, sell or exchange various spiritual tools, medicines and materials." "Our Green Mountain exchange meeting is a small exchange meeting
. It is specially provided for monks who are just getting started in the Qi training period to communicate with each other."
"So, Liang Yan has been taught, so what's going on with this mountaintop auction?"
"Friend Liang doesn't know, there are some Unsightly groceries and good things are not used for street stalls, just like Brother Liang saw just now, didn't you find something you like? The real good things will be at the auction on the top of the mountain tomorrow night."
Liang After hearing this, Yan suddenly realized: "Don't you know what conditions are required to participate in this mountain top auction?"
Chen Chong said with a smile: "There are no conditions, but the participants are generally from nearby Xiuxian families or sects, and they are familiar with each other. Liang Daoyou has lived in the deep mountains for a long time, and he is quite unfamiliar. Maybe the disciples who guard the gate will make things difficult for them."
Liang Yan sighed: "So, this auction is still not for me." "
That's not the case, in fact, Chen's cousin is a well-known disciple of Tan Shanzong nearby. One, when the time comes, he will come forward to help, and we can also go in and join in the fun." "
Brother Chen is so troublesome that Liang Yan feels sorry for it."
Chen Chong said seriously: "Brother Liang, I just said what I said, let's break up As disciples of Xiu, they should help each other out, and going to the auction this time will also give us a lot of insight."
Liang Yan thought to himself, since there is nothing left and right, since the other party is so kind to invite, it is not easy to refuse. Immediately nodded and said: "Then thank you brother Chen first."
Chen Chong said with a smile: "It should be so, then we agree to meet here at Haishi tomorrow night and set off together."
Liang Yan nodded and joked with everyone. before leaving. It was already night when we arrived at the Piaoyun Inn. After asking the shopkeeper, he found the Tianzi Room. To his surprise, it was actually a VIP room.
"Since when did the old bald donkey get rich?" Thinking like this, he opened the door and went in.
The old monk is sitting in front of the tea table with his hands clasped together, as if he is meditating. Seeing that Liang Yan was unhappy, he asked, "How is it? Is there anything you like today?"
It's okay not to ask, but Liang Yan will get angry when he asks. Rolling his eyes, he said angrily, "I've got a lot of fancy ones, but the money can't be spent." The
old monk knew that he was mocking him, so he wasn't angry. Liang Yan.
Liang Yan subconsciously reached out to take it, his eyes swept away, "Could this be the legendary storage bag?" After he opened the small cloth bag, he was completely shocked, and saw a hundred pieces of spirit stones neatly stacked inside.
"This old monk went out for a day, did he collect this spirit stone for me?" As soon as this strange idea came out, Liang Yan suddenly felt unbelievable. This old man was usually so poor that he didn't even have money to buy a steamed bun. To scrape together such a large sum of money.
Thinking that he might be trying to gain something from this exchange meeting, and I don't know if he has suffered or not, my heart is filled with sourness. I wanted to open my mouth to say thank you, but since he was young, he was proud, so he opened his mouth for a while but was speechless.
Seeing his strange expression, the old monk didn't care, and continued to say: "Actually, you should know that money is something outside of the body. We monks value our own cultivation most. This is also the reason why some good things are often priced but not marketed."
Liang Yan took a deep breath and said: "Boy remember."
The old monk nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Hurry up and do today's homework."
There was nothing to say all night, Early the next morning, the old monk went out again. After what happened yesterday, Liang Yan was not worried, and just meditated and practiced Qi alone in the inn.
The day passed by in a hurry, and it was night in a blink of an eye. Liang Yan recovered from his meditation. He was the only one in the inn, and there was no old monk. Looking out the window, he saw that there were twos and threes on the street, and most of the people had closed their stalls.
"Is the old monk coming back late today?"
"Forget it, it's time to meet up. I'll go to that auction first to see if there are any good things." Thinking this way, Liang Yan got up and put the storage bag given by the old monk into his arms, pushed open the door, and stepped outside.
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