Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 239 235. The second Fengshan business exchange meeting

  Early the next morning, the wind was sunny and breezy.

  Fengshan Market is officially opened.

  This time is different from last time. There are no more late monks descending from the clouds. The local monks came to Fengshan early and took a rest in the house built outside the market valley.

  This place is like a small town. There is a supply of food and tea. It is run by the folks in Fengshan Street. It can be regarded as a new job for them in addition to mining.

This was specially ordered by Lao Jiang to give it to the fourth child. After all, Kunlunfang came out of Fengshan Street. You should not forget your roots. In addition to repairing this small town to make money for the villagers, Kunlunfang has also built a seat in a beautiful place with Fengshan scenery. nursing home.

  This is a benefit for internal staff to go out and play.

  In short, when the market valley opened, there were already a large group of monks waiting outside the valley. Some of the low-level ones were still whispering. Among the crowd, there were people who had been to the market last time and were telling newcomers their knowledge and rules.

  The famous local small sects and casual cultivators are all in front of the crowd. Some people did not come last time, but this time they were all present.

  It is not just because of the fame of Fengshan Market.

  Because Kunlunfang previously combined with Moshuang Mountain and Sanque Mountain to destroy the Yunhuodong evil repair, and brighten the muscles of the local monks. Although the evil repair is hateful and damned, but there is a gossip.

   Said that the person behind the scenes of Fengshan Market and Kunlunfang is a very careful monk. The reason he wants to engage in Yunhuodong is because they sent an invitation to Yunhuodong last time.

  However, the Taoist Yunhuo relied on his identity to play a big card and didn't come. As a result, he was evil, and this led to the disaster of destruction.

  Although the rumors are beyond belief.

  However, the tragedy of Yunhuodong still sounded the alarm for the local monks, so this second market opening, everyone can come to join in.

  Something really couldn't come, so I sent a disciple over.

  The three or four hundred people in front of them are almost all of Feng Mingguo's cultivation. The quality is really horrible, there are few realities, and few Qi training states. Most of them are small monks who can't get enough Qi training.

  Besides the crowd, there are some from other places.

   More than a dozen monks who came from Wuling Kingdom, dressed in Taoist clothes that were not very similar to the locals, looked like a small sect, and there were also the Southern Wilderness wizards dressed in furs and painted messy faces.

  There are more of them, and they also bring disciples who have just started practicing, and they are talking in their native dialect.

   "Using the illusion as the entrance, the scene is quite big."

  A Southern Wilderness wizard held a bone stick and looked up and down the clouds and mist in the valley in front of him. He said to an old woman beside him:

"According to Wuhe Dawu, this market is run by Moshuang Mountain. There are a lot of good things. Even if you don’t buy it, it’s good to have a good relationship. However, Ben Wu heard that his wuhe disciple seems to have entered. The inner gate of Moshuang Mountain?"

"Um."

  The old woman with wrinkled waist, wrinkled face and red paint on her face nodded and said:

   "Why is Long Xin, the youngest son of Long Xin is not taken seriously by the clan, and even almost was murdered, you know that Wu He is soft-hearted.

   is said to have left the good fate he had made during his travels that year. Tomoshuangshan Outer Gate Elder sent his disciples to Xianshan, fearing that he was thinking of avoiding disaster. "

  The old woman shook her head, sighed and said:

"The Longxin clan is the great mang forest. There are thirteen great witches in the clan. There are tens of thousands of strong and strong warriors. It is a pity that Longxin Maha is a poor decisive temperament. Relying on the blessings left by his ancestors, he opened his teeth and danced his claws. Can't hold it down.

  How many jokes have been made about those messy things in his family?

  Son and daughter have **** with each other, and several girls live in eros and raise male pets. This is placed in other clans, but they are going to be sacrificed to the heavens, but they are suppressed by Longsin Maha.

   Tsk tsk, acting in this way is already distracting. From the perspective of this witch, even with the protection of the Great God of Changshan, the decline of the Longxin family is afraid that it will be in the next generation. "

   "That's not my turn to wait for the little tribe to worry about it."

  The wizard who started talking sighed, then looked at the misty valley very enviously, and said:

  "The Longxin clan has fallen, and there are other hungry wolves eating them. It is extremely difficult for our generation to protect our people in the chaos. There is no cultivator in the Southern Wilderness where there is no rule of not interfering with the mortal dust.

   What's more, it’s the tribal internal affairs, and the fairy league can’t interfere. I’m afraid that when the time comes, we will have to go to Yandang Lake to seek the protection of the monsters. Alas, if we can also get the blessing of the two great gods, Changshan or Jingmo."

  "Om"

  The wizard hadn’t finished speaking yet, the clouds and mist shrouded in the valley in front of him, like the wind blowing, revealed a passage in the tumbling, and the illusion made by the mirage dissipated in an instant.

  Those clouds and mists are constantly sketched and turned into beasts flying, and there is the color of the clouds descending, and the figure of the fourth child also appears at the entrance of the valley.

  This is a few taels of meat, but the big shopkeeper of Kunlunfang, who is still very thin, happily made a circle around him, with a gentle smile characteristic of a businessman, and said loudly:

  "My Fengshan Market has opened, welcome all the fairies to join in, come with me quickly, all kinds of rare and precious things have been put in place, and I am waiting for the fairies to take a look."

  While speaking, the fourth eldest clapped his hands, and the elegantly dressed maids of Kunlunfang walked out of the square clouds, holding jade medals in their hands, leading the way.

  These women are all pure-hearted people.

   are all the beloved of the mother of Ruyue, and now the yard where Ruyue was born is part of Kunlunfang, there is no need to go to Hong Taishou to borrow singers and dancers to support the scene.

  As soon as they entered the valley, the monks were immediately stunned. The main building in the valley in front of them had been completed, and there was no need to use mirage beads to create illusions. These houses were very elegantly repaired.

   is divided into five or six places, all made into a very modern flower and bird garden shape, with the help of pomegranates, and also attracted mountain springs to make waterfalls, and there are real small lakes and streams connected to it.

   Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, hidden in the blooming of flowers, and various ornamental trees, have also been transplanted properly.

  Although it does not have the sense of the future of the bird’s nest in the illusion, the Eastern style garden landscape is also in line with the taste of this group of monks, and they are full of praise.

   "Oh, the city god's Yin Soldier is also here?"

  With sharp eyes, he immediately discovered that in front of the main hall of the market, there was a row of mighty Yin soldiers standing guard, holding spirit knives and spears, one by one not angry and self-pretentious.

  Ordinary Yin soldiers cannot move freely in the sun, but there are obvious traces of incense aspiration on these Yin soldiers. There is no need to say where they came from.

   "It was our local Cui Chenghuang who heard that the market had been built, so we wanted to do something within our power for the local monks, and this time we sent Yin soldiers to maintain it."

  The old fourth who led the way in front of him explained to the monks behind him with a smile:

   "There is also the local Huai'an public, who also used the land to make temporary relocations to various places in the valley, so that you can take good things and leave with peace of mind."

"it is good!"

  'S words immediately attracted a group of monks' appreciation.

  Everyone knows that the most important thing for buying good things in this market is not to be targeted by those who are interested. Although the East is safer, but as long as the killing is not discovered, who knows?

   "You guys, come here, don't take bad thoughts."

  As soon as the fourth voice fell, there was a sound from the main hall. The body-refining monk Shan Qiuming, who was wearing only a simple robe and without any magical objects, strode out and stood on the steps.

  He also yelled unceremoniously:

   "If there is an unruly plot, if there is a murder or a treasure, Shan Mou will not forgive today!"

  This real-world cultivator did not restrain his aura. He was a guest at the market security this time. These few words also caused a commotion in the crowd.

   "Hehe, everyone, don't be afraid. Fellow Shan Daoist speaks bluntly, and the old man is here to say sorry for him."

  There are three Quezi Ma Tishu and Moshuang Mountain Outer Gate Elder Wang Liufu, two of them come together. They both carry the whisk and walk to the side of the steps to salute and welcome the monks below.

  Three true monks in a row showed up to sit in town. They were already absolutely strong in the local area, making the monks more curious about the background of Fengshan Market.

   "These six yards each sell different good things, everyone, please listen to the explanation of this repair."

  Wang Liufu swung the dust, and his voice entered the crowd. He said loudly:

  "Lingshi was purchased at Kunlun Hospital No. 1, while medicine pills were sold in Sanque Hospital No. 2, Moshuang Hospital No. 3 specializes in the sale of tools, and Shenwu Hospital No. 4 sells various exercises and spirit guns that have been popular recently.

  No. 5 Secret Collection Yard is a new product in this market. The quantity is small, so it is only for display.

  Duobaoyuan No.6 is the location of the auction held every day.

  I want to explain to fellow daoists that everyone can enter and exit at will in the first three courtyards, and in the fourth Shenwu courtyard, only Qi-training cultivators are allowed to enter.

  On the 5th and 6th, you must be a full member of the Fengshan Club before you can enter. These rules are found in the famous market in the east, so please don’t be surprised. "

  Wang Liufu finished speaking, there was a response from the crowd.

  The rules of the market, everyone knows.

  True good things must not be traded in broad daylight. This is not only to make a name in the market, but also to protect the safety of monks.

   "There is also the main hall here."

  Lao Wang smiled and put his whiskers on the dust, saying:

  "The market is a transaction. There are selling and buying. If you have a good thing and want to trade, you can find a booth in the main hall. The place is big enough and there are no taboos.

  If you are not sure of the value of the good things in your hands, the appraiser from Fengshan Market and Moshuangshan will help. It is absolutely fair, but every stall has to pay a 1% transaction fee regardless of whether the business is completed or not.

  If everyone is no longer worried, they can go separately.

  If there is a need, they will seek help from the nearby Kunlunfang guys. After the main hall, there are rest areas and temporary houses for everyone to rest and communicate.

  I won’t say more about this revision. Everyone came here for the purchase, so I wish everybody can find something they like. "

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   "Old Wang said that he had found me an appraiser, and I am still curious, which senior brother and sister is willing to come here. But I didn't think it was you!"

  Behind the market, beside a large circular lake, Jiang Xia leaned on the edge of the stone arch bridge, looking at the moon-white long-clothed man walking slowly in front of him.

  The two people were in a room, with their eyes facing each other, and a ray of spark suddenly burst out in the air.

   "Why? Brother Jiang, this market, if others can come, I can't come?"

   Handsome and brutal, Chu Qiao with a dusty temperament calmly said to Jiang Xia:

  "Furthermore, I came to the market appraiser this time for my reputation as Moshuangshan. This Fengshan market is a sect."

   "Okay, no need to explain."

  Lao Jiang waved his hand and said to Chu Qiao in a gentle voice:

  "I’m just surprised, and I didn’t mean to drive you away. Last time I thank you for reminding me so that I can detect evil cultivation. You are really interesting.

  But don’t think you helped, Zongmen Xiaobi, I will be merciful when I beat you."

   "No need."

  Chu Qiao waved his sleeves and carried his hands on his back, walking past Jiang Xia like the son of a brother. He also said in a gentle tone:

   "At that time, Junior Brother Jiang must show their strength and fight against me. No matter who wins or loses, Junior Brother Ruyi's matter is over.

  After that, I will discuss how to make tools with Junior Brother Jiang. "

  "You are so upright, are you tired of living?"

  Lao Jiang tilted his head, a smirk flashed in his eyes, and said to Chu Qiao:

   "Also, in terms of seniority. Hey, don't leave, I haven't finished speaking yet, Nephew Chu!"

  Chu Qiao probably guessed what the bad thing Jiang Xia was going to do, and immediately speeded up his steps, as if stepping on clouds and mist under his feet, he disappeared in a flash, making Jiang Xia look regretful.

  I haven’t heard this guy call himself Master Uncle yet.

   "Hey, who is that person?"

   On the second floor of the market hall, she was holding a sweet haws eaten by the sweet lady Herya, as if she had discovered a new world, she patted the arm of Juyue who was adjusting the tone of the guzheng beside her, her eyes brightened and whispered:

   "That kid is so handsome!"

   Ruyue turned her head and glanced, shook her head, and said to the lady:

   "That person is Chu Qiao, a genius of Mo Shuangshan, a monk in the true realm. His strength is unknown, but he is definitely not weak. Don't care about him too much. He and the boss are enemies now."

   "So, it is also your enemy."

  (End of this chapter)