The young man walked up to Nie Xuan, looked up and down with squinting eyes, raised his head and said to Nie Xuan with his chin: "Boy, this is your first time here, why don't you understand any rules?"
Looking at the other person's expression, Nie Xuan really thought A slap knocked him away, but he endured it in his heart and said coldly: "What rules?"
The young man stretched out his hand and said: "Pay the money!"
"What money?"
The young man closed the folding fan in his hand. He walked around Nie Xuan and said, "You really don't understand anything. It seems like you are just starting out. Let me tell you, when you go to the Cultivation Market, whether you are selling or buying something, you must You have to pay first! You can only go up if you pay. If you don't pay, leave immediately!"
Nie Xuan frowned and said, "I have no money!"
"No money? If you don't have any money, get out!" The young man said. His attitude was very arrogant, he spat on the ground and said: "Looking at the rags you are wearing, I know you have no money, get out of here, get out of here, don't block the road here, there will be other people going up the mountain later." !"
Nie Xuan originally just wanted to come here to sell the magic weapon, make some money and leave, but the other party's attitude really made him intolerable, and he laughed angrily. Just when he was about to teach the other party a lesson, he heard a voice suddenly sound from behind him: "Rich, rich, sorry, sorry, he is my friend, and all his money is kept with me."
Nie Xuan and the young man turned around at the same time, and saw a fat middle-aged man coming from a distance. He ran all the way over and came closer. There were beads of sweat on his forehead. He wiped the sweat with his wide sleeves and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Song, you are on duty today. Haha, thank you for your hard work." This is my friend. It's my first time here. I don't understand anything. We made an appointment to meet here. I came late and almost caused you to misunderstand. Come on, come on. This is a small thing, let's drink!"
Fatty As he spoke, a shiny spiritual stone appeared in his hand, which he put into the young man's hand.
The young man suddenly smiled and said: "I said the voice sounds so familiar. It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Luo. It's okay. It's okay. I was just joking with your friend. Come up quickly. There are a lot of people coming this time. If you go late, But there are no stalls."
The fat man nodded repeatedly and said: "I know, I know, let's go up now."
After saying that, he pulled Nie Xuan's sleeves and pulled him up the mountain.
Nie Xuan was extremely confused. He clearly didn't know this man named Luo. How could he say he was his friend and even paid for him?
After walking a certain distance, the fat man let go of Nie Xuan's sleeves, wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist is very unfamiliar, this must be your first time here, right?"
Nie Xuan nodded, Without saying a word, the fat man continued without taking it seriously: "My name is Luo Shiming, and the boy just now is called Song Qing. He is the disciple of the Dixuan Sect who is responsible for maintaining order this time. You have to pay a fee to participate in the market, but it is just to go up the mountain. Afterwards, they will all pay the fee uniformly. That kid wants to make some money while guarding the door. Although he has no ability, the Dixuanmen is not easy to mess with, so it is better to do less than to do more. Just give him some sweetness. There is no need to be angry with him. "
Until At this time, Nie Xuan finally spoke: "You and I have never met, why do you want to help me?"
Luo Shiming said with a simple smile: "When everyone is in trouble, I will help you today, and maybe you will be able to help tomorrow. I, besides, I like to make friends, and by the way, I haven't asked for my name yet!"
Except for his adoptive father, Nie Xuan has never had any friends, and his eighteen years of experience have also made him familiar with everyone. Everyone is on guard, but now that they see Luo Shiming in front of them, look at his honest smile, and listen to his simple words, they can't help but be touched a little deep in their hearts, but their faces are still expressionless. Said: "Nie Xuan."
Luo Shiming cupped his hands towards Nie Xuan and said, "It turns out to be Brother Nie. Haha, if you don't mind, let's go up the mountain together!"
Nie Xuan nodded noncommittally and followed behind Luo Shiming. The two climbed to the top of the mountain.
"What is Brother Nie here to sell?"
"Magical weapon!"
Upon hearing these two words, Luo Shiming's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "I don't know what kind of magical weapon Brother Nie is selling. I'm here this time." In addition to selling some home-made elixirs, I just want to buy a good flying sword."
Nie Xuan said coldly: "What I sell is not a flying sword!"
"Oh!" Faced with Nie Xuan's indifference, Luo Shiming died. He didn't mind and said with a smile: "Forget it, I can't use other magic weapons."
During the next climb, Nie Xuan found that Luo Shiming's mouth was really good at talking, and he never stopped talking almost from the beginning, but Thanks to his verbosity along the way, Nie Xuan finally had a general understanding of this cultivation market and the distribution of cultivators within a thousand miles.
In addition, Nie Xuan also discovered that Luo Shiming's cultivation was really not that good. He kept sweating and wiping his sweat all the way, while Nie Xuan, let alone sweating, didn't even take a breath.
Half an hour later, the two finally arrived at the top of Guhong Mountain. It was a flat platform, covering an area of about several thousand square meters. However, there were already many people gathered in groups, including men, women, children, and so on. There are people dressed up in various styles, and people will fall from the sky from time to time.
Around the top of the mountain, there are several cultivators standing at regular intervals with magic weapons in their hands. They are also the disciples of the Dixuan Sect responsible for maintaining order.
Through Luo Shiming's verbosity, Nie Xuan also knew that these cultivators who came now were here to sell things. Because the space on the top of the mountain was limited, they had to register early to get a spot. As for those who wanted to buy things, they had to wait until after midnight. Will arrive.
Nie Xuan has been silently observing these cultivators on the top of the mountain. Although he has seen many cultivators, it is still far from the sight of dozens of cultivators gathered in front of him now.
Luo Shiming seemed to be a regular visitor here, and he greeted everyone familiarly. However, Nie Xuan found that most people were indifferent to Luo Shiming's warm greetings, and some even He mocked him a few times, clearly looking down on Luo Shiming, but Luo Shiming didn't take it seriously at all.
Suddenly, Luo Shiming pointed at a huge stone not far away that was surrounded by people and said, "Brother Nie, that's where the Dixuan Sect is registered. You are here to sell magic weapons. You must go there to register and pay the fee first."
Nie Xuan He smiled bitterly in his heart, how could he have the money to pay the fee, but of course he would not say it in front of Luo Shiming, he just nodded and said: "You go first!"
Luo Shiming said as if he was extremely anxious: "Then I will go first Let's go!" After saying that, he rushed over.
Nie Xuan stood there and watched Luo Shiming's bulging body struggling to squeeze into the crowd. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was really difficult to move without money. It seemed that he could only wait until the end of the cultivation market to find a way. Sell your magic weapon!