It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

Yan Fei quickly looked at Zhang Zhiqi, who had an innocent look on his face as if to say, "You didn't even know this."

Not to mention him, even Song Tang looked clueless.

"Hehe, this sword was indeed forged by my grandfather himself. It was given to me as a coming-of-age gift." Zhang Zhiqi explained a little embarrassedly.

He is already 26 years old, and it is really uncomfortable for him to brag about the fact that "my grandfather is very awesome".

"Master Zhang is the most famous swordsmith in the world. If you want a sword of this level, you can only go to Mount Qishan to ask for one."

Song Tang nodded secretly. Zhang Zhiqi's grandfather was able to forge magical weapons without any spiritual energy. He could indeed be called the number one swordsmith in Taoism.

"Hurry up, we'll be there soon." Yue Qing, who had been acting as an invisible person, suddenly spoke up and urged.

Lou Shao's attention was immediately drawn away, and he quickly led a few people towards the entrance.

Looking at the people walking in front, Yan Fei smiled and patted Zhang Zhiqi on the shoulder, "Let's go to the market and have a look. Maybe there are similar swords there. Anyway, I'm still a rookie and I don't need such a good sword."

Zhang Zhiqi, whose expression was slightly tense because of the mention of Qishan Taoist Temple, was interrupted by this slap. He nodded and quickly followed the crowd.

Several people came to an ancient street, where there were many tourists wearing Hanfu, including Taoists and monks. At first glance, it seemed like they had traveled through time.

"This is the theme block created by the Xuanmen Alliance. Do you see the stalls and shops on the street?" Lou Shao said in a low voice, "Those with this logo on the sign are the shops of the Xuanmen Alliance."

Lou Shao took out a sign as he spoke, and everyone compared the sign in his hand with those other signs, and immediately saw the similarities.

It was a circular mark with the seal-script character "令" in the middle.

"If you don't have this sign on you, the store will only sell you ordinary souvenirs." Lou Shao took out another sign from his bosom and handed it to Song Tang. "This is my grandfather's sign. They made it specifically to thank my grandfather. With this sign, you can buy things first and pay later on the whole street."

"If you are not interested in these things, you can take this sign to the auction and see if the real good stuff is there. However, you can only barter there, and it depends on whether the other party is interested in your stuff."

Song Tang did plan to buy something, because none of her four apprentices, except Zhang Zhiqi, had a decent weapon.

She came prepared this time, bringing with her various talismans, formations, and array plates, just to buy something for each of them.

The rules here are similar to those a thousand years ago. Ordinary things can be bought and sold at will, but good things must be bartered.

After all, most people who can come up with good things are not short of money, but may be more short of items of the same level.

"Thank you very much." Song Tang didn't hesitate and took the sign directly. "Don't you want to learn how to draw talismans? You and I are not destined to be together. I can't accept you as my apprentice, but you can learn from my apprentices."

Lou Shao is the future successor of Maoshan Sect, so Song Tang naturally would not do anything to cut off his inheritance.

What's more...Song Tang glanced at Yue Qing next to him seemingly unintentionally.

"Really? That's great!" Lou Shao was so happy that he almost jumped up, but then he felt that this was inappropriate, so he said carefully, "Each sect has its own unique skills, and stealing other sects' skills is a taboo. After all, I am from the Maoshan Sect. Wouldn't it be inconvenient for me to just follow a few brothers to learn?"

Song Tang waved his hand indifferently. He said that shepherding one sheep is the same as shepherding a flock of sheep.

What's more, Lou Qianzhi learned much more from her than her disciples!

Lou Qianzhi would always send her some inexplicable things, such as a little man clapping and shouting "Macabaka" or a pink capybara, which made Song Tang confused.

Worried that he couldn't keep up with the trend, Song Tang went to search for it and found that they were all popular internet memes.

Song Tang was very interested in this new type of hieroglyphics. Oh, by the way, it seemed to be called emoticons?

Unexpectedly, Lou Qianzhi was an old man surfing 8g. Song Tang was shocked and didn't know how to respond appropriately.

Just ignore it, the other party is really enthusiastic and you must chat with her every day.

Every time at this time, Song Tang would politely take a photo of what he was doing and send it over, including drawing talismans, cutting paper figures, drawing formations, etc.

Basically, it is a euphemism to express that you are busy with work, not that you will not reply to his message.

After that, Lou Qianzhi's frequency of messaging her became significantly lower. Sometimes he would only remember to message her after several days, and those messages were always to ask questions.

Lou Shao didn't know that his own grandfather had already taken the lead, and was still immersed in the joy of being knocked out by the huge pie in the sky.

"You guys go and look around first. I'll pay for everything you buy today! My brother and I will go sell talismans later. We'll meet at the auction this afternoon."

After generously proposing to rent the entire theater, Lou Shao followed Yue Qing and left in a leisurely manner.

"Master, where are we going now?" Yan Fei and his companions had been eager to make a move, not to mention that there was a scapegoat!

Actually, none of the four of them had ever been to the market. Zhang Zhiqi did not want to waste time, and Qian Lai and Jin Bao came simply because they were poor.

When they came to the market again with different identities, their moods were different and they were interested in things that they had not been interested in before.

Song Tang could see what they were thinking, so he handed over Lou Qianzhi's sign and said with a smile, "Go buy whatever you want, and come back to me to settle the bill. I also want to go shopping, so we can meet at the auction then."

A few people were a little hesitant at first, but Yan Fei took the sign without hesitation.

He stretched out his long arms, hooked the necks of several fellow disciples on the left and right, and winked at them.

With a smirk on his face, he said, "Then we will be responsible for buying the master out of business!"

Several people immediately understood that Yan Fei was pretending to obey but secretly disobeying! They began to silently sympathize with Lou Shao in their hearts.

"Go ahead." Song Tang waved his hand.

Finally, I was alone. This was a rare quiet time in recent times.

Song Tang strolled around the market in a relaxed mood. It was indeed a market created by the Xuanmen Alliance. Many of the vendors nearby were well-dressed and some of them were carrying food with them.

Some are a whisk, some are a gourd, and some are a sword...

Anyone with a discerning eye can easily tell which are Xuanmen’s shops and which are not without even looking at the signs.

"Sister, are you Song Tang from the Mountain God Temple?" Suddenly a little bald head rushed over and hugged Song Tang's thighs.

He was a little monk of about seven or eight years old, with a cute face, especially a pair of big round eyes, just like a kitten.

The little monk was wearing the clothes of a young monk. He smiled like a flower and looked up at Song Tang.