The Monk

Chapter 771 Longshan Commercial Market

Zhang Awei exclaimed: "So troublesome?" The white mouse despised him: "You want to be great but are you afraid of trouble? All the good things are yours, put them away." Zhang Awei chuckled and put away the horn and picked up two handfuls from the ground. The golden sword, the golden sword felt unusual as soon as I took it. It was like a living thing. I could clearly feel the pulse of veins in it. I wondered in my heart, if the divine sword was refined and nourished with essence and blood, would it be as powerful? But thinking about it again, the Fushen Sword is not something I have on my body, and any effort I make will be in vain. Besides, I don’t live as long as a monster, unless I go to the Nitian Cave to spend some lonely years.

He put away the golden knife, looked down at the flesh and blood on the ground, and asked the white mouse: "Buried?"

The white mouse said noncommittally: "Whatever, give me some more Evergreen Pill. If I get hurt in the future, I won't have a place to look for you."

The white mouse helped him kill people. Of course, Zhang Aing was not stingy with the elixirs. He took out a hundred pills and sent them over. The white mouse was a little shocked and a little touched: "You are so generous." Zhang Aing said modestly: "That's right. "

He took out a piece of ordinary clothes, collected the minced meat and organs on the ground, turned around and walked towards the valley. The white mouse followed him as he had nothing to do. The two of them walked to the edge of the first large lake in the valley and stopped. The scenery was pretty good. They chose a place to dig a pit for burial. The grave was only slightly higher than the ground. There were no tombstones. If it hadn't been for the new soil, they would never have imagined that there would be someone buried underneath. .

The white mouse nodded and said, "That's good. I'm leaving." Zhang Ain said goodbye. The white mouse walked a few steps, then turned back and said, "Come in and stay with me for a few days if you have nothing to do. I didn't have anything to do before." Why does the tiger feel so awkward after his death?" Zhang Wen responded, took out ten bottles of spiritual wine and sent it over, saying, "Save some of it, it will last for several years."

The white mouse casually rolled up the roll, took the spirit wine, thanked him, and walked away happily.

Zhang Ain watched the white mouse walk into the valley, then turned to look at the new grave underground, stood there for a moment, and then turned around and left the valley.

This time I entered the valley with great emotion. Dahei and Erhei died, leaving only Hai Ling alone. There is a ghost ancestor imprisoned on the fifth floor of the Refining Temple, who insists that he is a god. Two humanoid monsters wanted to kill him, but he killed one of them. Three things, each one is quite surprising, especially the second one. Ghost Ancestor is a big trouble. If Hai Ling needs to be rescued in the future, how should he be dealt with? According to Ghost Ancestor, he is a master of transforming into gods and has the strength of a god. Even if you want to kill him, you don't know how.

I walked out of the Foggy Valley using earth skills. After coming out, I walked eastward for a while and felt very friendly. It is said that there are many trees and jungles in the Valley of the Gods, and they grow better than those outside. However, looking at the trees and grass leaves outside, they are more comfortable than those in the valley.

There was a winding path among the cluttered grass and leaves, and there was no one around. Zhang was walking slowly on it, thinking about where to go first.

He had already planned an itinerary before entering the valley, but unexpectedly many things happened in the valley, disrupting his plan. But chaos or not, Shiwandashan must be gone. I originally wanted to visit the Five Spirits Blessed Land, which was Lin Sen's home, and it was my duty to go there and take care of it occasionally. But at this point, it seems that we can only give up.

Wugu Valley is in the Warring States Period. To the north is Longshan Mountain, where countless casual cultivators gather. There are some of the largest shopping malls in several countries in the Eastern Continent. Zhang Ain decided to take a look and buy some water monsters for Hai Ling first.

I made up my mind to turn northbound. The surrounding area outside Foggy Valley is surrounded by rolling mountains and forests. Zhang Ain was too lazy to walk back and forth in the forest, so he took off and flew, and after less than half an hour, he arrived at Longshan.

Last time we went back to the Yue Kingdom from the west of Longshan Mountain, team member Bai Zhan said that there is a valley to the west of the mountain. The valley is flat and has beautiful scenery. There are shops there.

There are cultivators living everywhere in Longshan, and these people only come here for the foggy valley that opens every sixty years. Because the purpose is clear, there are few conflicts between each other, and few people fight with others because of their residence. Most of them just set up a simple magic circle to show that there is an owner here, and that's it. The mountain and the mountain look very peaceful.

Zhang was afraid of flying to the west, and was a little surprised to see cultivators living next to each other. The Wu Zheng of these people felt a bit like a hundred thousand mountain sorcerers. It's just that most of the people living here are low-level cultivators. They haven't seen the Yuanying masters and want to live elsewhere.

While he was flying, a foundation-building monk appeared in front of him, flying in the same direction as him with a flying sword. Zhang Chang changed his clothes and put on a gray, dirty-looking gray robe. He chased after him and asked, "Friend, may I ask where the shopping mall is?"

The foundation-building monk suddenly saw a person flying towards him in the air. He didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend, and he was making assumptions in his mind. Zhang was afraid of asking questions, which made him feel at ease. He stopped flying his sword and clasped his fists and replied respectfully: "Reply to my senior, The disciple is just going to the market. If the senior is not too slow, the disciple can lead the way."

The foundation-building cultivator was unwilling to go with Zhang Weir and mix with unknown masters. The blessings and misfortunes were unpredictable. However, he was not strong enough. In order to show his closeness, he had no choice but to say this. In his heart, he was hoping to refuse quickly. Say no quickly.

Zhang Ai looked at the monk and asked, "Aren't you from Longshan?" The cultivators in Longshan generally have a cultivation level of pill formation or above. This is the minimum standard for entering the Refining Temple. If the cultivation level is not enough, what's the use of staying in Longshan?

The foundation-building cultivator remained respectful: "Zhan Sect Bu Kuang has seen his predecessors, and the disciple's mountain sect is indeed not above Longshan."

When Zhang Wen heard this, he laughed in his heart. It was really a fate. Last time Zhanmen Bu Sheng and the other three sects came to trouble him and were driven away. Now he saw his disciples and grandsons again. He didn't say much and sent out Fei Gu to greet him. He said: "Come in." He jumped into Feiya.

"Ah?" Bu Kuangtu was stunned, but he still thought that he had not run away, but he did not dare to show any strange expression on his face. He jumped into Feiya, put away the flying sword and said: "Senior, I don't know how to use Feiya."

Zhang Ping said: "It's not difficult, just point me in the direction." He urged Fei Gu to move forward.

It is difficult for walking enthusiasts to go out or fly around. This time he was going down the mountain to reach the advanced level of foundation building, and to join the world to gain experience after becoming a disciple of the Master. The first stop was Longshan Shopping Mall. He wanted to see if he could find any bargains. Who knew that I would meet Zhang Ping and get on Feiya.

The speed of flying is much faster than that of flying with a sword, and there is a barrier to resist the strong wind, making it very comfortable to stand in it. And Zhang Ai was very kind, without any malice, so Bu Kuangtu held the idea of ​​​​taking peace of mind as he came, relaxed and enjoyed it carefully, and in addition to giving directions, he also had the courage to ask: "Fei Gu is very good." Is it expensive?”

Zhang Fing said: "It's okay." Then he asked in reply: "Your name is quite impressive." Bu Kuangtu's face turned red and he whispered: "I changed it myself after I came down from the mountain. It's impressive. Among the masters, My name is Bu Tu.”

"Prentice? You just add the word "crazy"?" Zhang was afraid of the disciple who thought he was an apprentice. Bu Tu replied: "It's a picture of a picture."

"The steps are very good. Make steady progress and plan for the world." Zhang Ain said. Bu Tu explained: "In the sect, they are all called Bubald, and they are always neither bald nor bald. It sounds uncomfortable."

"Haha, it's just a name, it doesn't matter. According to what you said, Bu Sheng in your sect should change his name. If he can't win a fight, why is he still practicing hard?" Zhang Ain said with a smile.

"Ah? Do you know my ancestor?" Bu Tu asked in surprise. "I don't know. Let's not talk about this. Have you been to the market before?" Zhang Ping wanted to ask where the monsters were sold. Bu Tu replied: "No, this is my first time here."

"It's your first time here, and you're going to lead me the way?" Zhang Ain looked at him and felt amused. This is such a stupid and bold person.

"I heard from my senior brother about the approximate location. He said that the shopping mall is very big and you can always see it if you fly to the west. Besides, I don't dare to disobey the senior who asked me to come up." Bu Tu defended, but his voice became softer as he spoke. Afraid of offending Zhang Afraid.

"It's okay. It's okay if you don't know the way. We'll look for it together." Zhang Ping laughed.

For cultivators, Longshan is not too big and can be walked back and forth with a little effort. A quarter of an hour later, Feiji arrived at the shopping mall. Zhang was afraid of being left behind and walked into the shopping mall with Bu Tu.

The market here is different from other places. The whole valley is full of stalls, and there are many tent houses standing on the hillside outside the valley. Bu Tu pointed to those tent houses and said to Zhang Ain: "Those are the tent houses of the Longshan League. Because the market is so big, there were always gangsters or masters with ill intentions to make trouble in the past, so the Longshan cultivators spontaneously formed a protection team. , named Longshan League. They are very good at fighting and have a good relationship with Yunlongmen, so few people dare to cause trouble here. Look at those tent houses, which just surround the valley. They are tightly guarded. It is easy to get in but difficult to get out. , no one dares to cause trouble here.”

Zhang Bin looked at the tent huts. There was a barrier outside. They were located in positions that were dependent on each other, and they were deep. For the tent huts alone, there were over a thousand in number. It seemed that the Longshan Alliance was quite powerful.

The valley is huge and has only one exit, which is due east. Zhang Ain and Bu Tu walked towards the entrance. As we approached the shopping mall, the number of cultivators began to increase, especially near the door. There were dozens of alchemy cultivators standing or sitting scattered, whether they were watching the show or just bored.

Seeing them approaching, the monks just glanced at them and then paid no attention to them, allowing them to walk inside.

Zhang Weijing had not been to the shopping mall in some days, so he took a rare stroll and felt very leisurely. This was Bu Tu's first time, and his eyes were wandering around, curious about everything he saw, and wanting everything he saw.

Zhang Wen had seen those things along the way with him. They were nothing more than ordinary magic weapons. Even if there were occasional exquisite ones, they were hard to catch his eye. Not to mention magical magic weapons such as the Fu Shen Sword and the hard iron sword, he even abandoned them. The Fire Snake Whip is not as good as it, so naturally I am not interested. Then he said to Bu Tu: "You watch first, and I'll go take a look around." Of course Bu Tu agreed, and the two separated.

Zhang was afraid to let go of his spiritual consciousness and found a place where monsters were sold. He walked straight in and turned west. There was a large platform, one meter high from the ground. There were cages with magic circles on the platform, and various monsters were stored in them. beast.

Because the lowest level of cultivation in Longshan is at the pill-forming stage, the items sold in the mall are higher-end than in ordinary malls, especially the monsters. Looking around, there are more than 400 monsters of various types on the stage, and there are no low-end ones. In the fifth grade.

Zhang Ai walked up to the high platform and scanned the cages one by one. There were iron cages, bamboo cages, and some just tied to the platform with a rope, but everyone knew that the rope was definitely extraordinary.