Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng also thought that when he came, the master taught three disciples of the Great Buddha Sect and let them roll on the ground all night. Now that the master was gone, if he was caught and blocked by the three of them, he would be in debt. The disciples have paid their dues, but they will not be like the master who taught them a lesson and it's all over. This is their territory, and it won't be a problem to lock them up for ten years or a hundred years.

By the way, isn't that magic weapon Mirage said to be able to change one's appearance and cultivation? I'd just like to try it and see if it has that magical effect.

Thinking of this, Yu Zecheng focused his spiritual consciousness on the mirage of the necklace magic weapon around his neck. The magic weapon immediately reacted and responded slightly to Yu Zecheng's spiritual consciousness. It needed Yu Zecheng's true energy to support it.

Yu Zecheng began to transfer his true energy into the necklace, and sure enough, the magic weapon began to slowly absorb Yu Zecheng's true energy.

In this way, Yu Zecheng slowly input the true energy for a full hour. Finally, the magic weapon Mirage reacted and emitted a ray of light. In an instant, the light pierced his eyes, and a small phantom array appeared in front of him, about a mile long. The size of a ruler, there is a figure on it, it is himself.

There are countless arrows around the figure. These arrows describe Yu Zecheng's physical condition, including his cultivation status, height, weight, arm length, waist thickness...

Yu Zecheng tried to touch these arrows, and immediately found that they could be modified. First, he modified the realm of cultivation, from the innate intermediate level to the fetal breath intermediate level. Sure enough, with this adjustment, his body's true energy The strength began to decline. Although the actual state did not change, it gave people the feeling that the true energy had weakened dozens of times, and it had returned to the intermediate level of fetal breath.

The appearance also changed, and suddenly Yu Zecheng thought that the Great Buddha Sect and the True Buddha Sect had the same origin. They were neighbors, how could they not be familiar with each other's magic? Don't change your appearance too much, just change it slightly.

The eyes are bigger, double eyelids, the skin color is darker, the corners of the mouth are raised, the hair style is changed, well, after a slight adjustment, Yu Zecheng's appearance suddenly changes dramatically, and it is absolutely different from before.

After adjusting his appearance and cultivation, everything was ready, and Yu Zecheng flew towards the mountain passing by on the road. This time, the flying sword he used was the Golden Water Edge Sword, which was obtained from Shui Zhusheng. It has already inhabited the purple ink dragon and controlled it. Completely handy.

That big mountain is the gate of the Great Buddha Sect. Looking at the clothes of the three monks, including the gold Buddha beads and gemstone cassocks, it is absolutely impossible for the ancient Buddha to live his life in Tsing Yi. He must live an extremely luxurious life, and his spiritual wine must be marketable.

But how to get in? Yu Zecheng scratched his head and flew three hundred miles. Suddenly, there was a magic reaction in front, and four immortal cultivators were flying in front of them.

Although Yu Zecheng's current cultivation level is at the middle level of fetal breath, his actual cultivation level is at the innate middle level. He discovered them from a distance. These four people are all in the realm of fetal breath, and the highest one may be at the intermediate level of fetal breath. Through them, Yu Zecheng could roughly judge the imperial envoy's magic weapon and the fluctuations of his body's true energy.

The four of them were not high in cultivation and flew straight ahead. There was a girl among them who seemed to have just learned how to control the magic weapon. Her flying speed was surprisingly slow, and the other three were trying to accommodate her.

These four people have a clear route. It seems that they should be very familiar with this place. It is best for me to join their ranks and let them lead the way. It is much better than walking around like this.

But how to join their team? A chance encounter on the road, this is too fake, a chance meeting, why should people trust you. Release the purple ink dragon to attack them and sacrifice your life to save them? This doesn't work. If they are locals, they must be very familiar with this place. Why do dragons appear for no reason? What to do?

Forget it, why are you thinking so much? It's so boring to think about. If you don't trust me, just pull it off. Yu Zecheng rose up with his sword and flew towards the four people. Yu Zecheng deliberately slowed down his sword speed and made a loud noise.

One of the four people was an old man. He could tell at a glance that he was an herb gatherer. The royal envoy's magic weapon was an herb picker. There were two and three others. The girl and one of the young men should be brothers and sisters or lovers. They wore the same robes and must have come from the same place.

The first person who noticed Yu Zecheng was a big man. He had the highest level of cultivation among these people. He had a beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked like a bold man at first glance. He sensed Yu Zecheng's approach and immediately made a gesture. Yaonong and another young man fought with him, guarding the girl behind them, and watched Yu Zecheng warily as she flew towards her.

Yu Zecheng was still ten feet away from them, so he stopped advancing, landed on the ground, put away his sword light, raised his hands and said:

"Fellow Taoists, I am Xia Yu Zecheng, a famous fairy wine merchant, from Gunzhou. I am unfamiliar with the people and the place here and I am lost. Could you please show me the way?"

The big man smiled and said:

"It's fate that we all meet by chance. Not five hundred miles away is the city where the Buddhist sect is founded. Let's go there together."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Thank you so much. I originally wanted to go to the mountain ashram of the Great Buddha Sect, but it turns out there is their market not far away. It's great."

The old man said:

"That dojo is for fooling mortals. By the way, you sell fairy wine. Sell me some of it."

After saying that, he threw a gourd over and Yu Zecheng took it. The gourd was newly picked and had some spiritual energy on it, but it was still an ordinary gourd. In fact, these four people were still very suspicious of him and wanted to use this to test him. Is he a fairy wine seller?

Yu Zecheng took out two wine bottles and asked:

"Brother, I have two flavors of fairy wine here, one is called Lieruhuo and the other is called Evergreen Wood. Which one do you want?"

The old man said:

"In my life of collecting medicine, I want the evergreen wood."

Yu Zecheng started pouring wine into the wine gourd. After a while, he poured a full gourd, and then threw it to the old man.

The old man took it, smelled it, and used the magic to identify whether the wine was poisonous. Before he could identify it, the big man over there had already started to swallow his saliva.

The old man then took a sip and said:

"tasty"

The big man next to him grabbed it and took a big gulp. Then he opened his mouth and let out a long "Ah", thought about it for a long time, and said:

“This wine is so good, so good.

"It feels like a fairy wine, but it's purer and mellower than that fairy wine. This wine is so good. By the way, how many spiritual stones does a pot of it cost?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"This gourd has twenty spiritual stones."

After saying this, the expression of the old medicine collector suddenly changed, and Yu Zecheng said again:

"Brother, do you still have gourds like this? I'll just exchange some gourds with you."

The old man seemed to let out a sigh of relief. Twenty spiritual stones was not a small number for him. He said:

"This is a trivial matter. This gourd of mine is not an ordinary gourd, but a first-level spiritual object evergreen gourd. This thing is the most suitable for holding wine. The aura will not be lost at all. Unlike those porcelain jars, the fairy wine will lose its aura after a long time. .…”

The old man was bragging about his gourd. The big man patted him on the shoulder and said:

"What nonsense are you talking about? You have taken away the evergreen gourd seeds. What's the use of broken gourd scoops? Hurry up and exchange them with your little brother."

After this experiment, the big man Yu Zecheng was not as wary as before, but he was still wary, so Yu Zecheng and the old man exchanged more than a hundred gourds. This time, they had something to refill the fairy wine.

This old man is called Jiang Laohei. He is from the Shennong Sect and is good at collecting herbs. The big man is called Ma Lishan. He was originally a hunter. He rescued a wandering cultivator while hunting in the mountains. Later, they made peace with each other and embarked on the path of immortality. The young man and the girl are brothers and sisters. The eldest brother is Wen Qing and the younger sister is Wen Man. They claim to be casual cultivators from a small family.

Everyone hurried on together, Nama Lishan said:

"Brother Zecheng, you said you still have an immortal wine called Lieruhuo. How many spiritual stones are there in a gourd?"

Without saying a word, Yu Zecheng filled a gourd and handed it to Ma Lishan, saying:

"Brother Ma, let me give you a gourd. I don't know any rules. When the time comes, you can just give me some guidance."

Ma Lishan shook his head and said:

"That won't work. I can't take advantage of you like this. Your spiritual wine is not for nothing."

The two started to argue for concessions, and Wen Qing on the side said:

"Brother Ma, please accept it. The one Brother Yu wields is a fourth-level flying sword. How could he care about this gourd wine?"

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"This is what my mentor taught me. It is the only good thing I have."

This Wen Qing has good eyesight and can spot the fourth-level flying sword at a glance. With such knowledge, he definitely does not come from a small family of casual cultivators.

Everyone was flying and chatting all the way. Although they were not flying fast because of Wenman's drag, they could not feel the slowness of time at all. Everyone was talking and laughing, and they were having a good time.

Ma Lishan particularly liked this Pyracantha wine. After drinking Yu Zecheng's good wine, he immediately regarded him as his relative. In fact, Ma Lishan and Jiang Laohei have been friends for many years, and the four of them have not been together for too long. Time, everyone meets by chance, and what matters is fate.

After sunset, they finally flew to Fangshi, a small town there. Ma Lishan said:

“Okay, we’re finally here, but today we have to rest in town for one night, waiting for the market to open tomorrow.

I don’t know if there will be room in the inn. Tomorrow there will be a big gathering here once a year. Immortal cultivators from Cangzhou and even Zhengzhou will come to participate in the big gathering. "

Jiang Laohei said:

"It's better to have no location. You can save a spiritual stone by squatting outside for a night."

Wen Qing said:

"It's best not to spend the night outside. There's a big gathering tomorrow. People who come here are either sellers or buyers, and they all have stuff on them. It's not peaceful outside. After killing someone, there's a fireball, and there's no evidence. "

After saying this, Jiang Laohei's expression suddenly changed and he followed closely behind Ma Lishan.

Everyone entered the market. There were two inns in the market here. Fortunately, there were still available rooms, but the price was not one spiritual stone as before, but two spiritual stones per night. Suddenly Jiang Laohei started to mutter. protested that the price was too expensive.

The waiter ignored him and looked like he couldn't stand it anymore. Wen Qing first took out the spirit stone and booked two rooms. Jiang Laohei muttered that he wanted to share a room with Ma Lishan, and he could just sleep on the floor. This petty behavior made Ma Lishan lose all face, but it was hard to say anything to Ma Lishan, who had been a friend for many years.

When Yu Zecheng arrived to book a room, he remembered that he didn't have any spiritual stones, and he stood there awkwardly. Just now, Jiang Laohei's performance had attracted the attention of everyone in the inn, and everyone was laughing. Looking at this, under the spotlight of everyone, Yu Zecheng is penniless. How can he be a hero with a penny? He suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.

Wenman over there took out two spiritual stones and handed them over, saying:

"Boss, give my brother a guest room too."

The girl was attentive and calmly relieved the crisis for Yu Zecheng. Yu Zecheng glanced gratefully, and Wenman smiled and nodded. Sure enough, there are no ugly girls in cultivating immortals. Although Wenman is average-looking, his smile is extremely sweet.

Everyone returned to their respective guest rooms, and Yu Zecheng began to take out the wine gourd and mix the immortal wine. Suddenly, he had an idea, what would it look like if the firethorn wine and Bi Liantian were mixed together? Whatever he wanted to do, he returned to the Pangu world and blended the two together. As expected, the taste was infinite. It was infinitely more refreshing than drinking it alone, and the true energy contained in it was also greatly increased.

Yu Zecheng was inspired, and from time to time he added Taiyin Gold Liquid, Jade Glass Juice, Baicao Yang Lingshui to the wine, and even filled a bowl with water from the Lingchi Pond and blended them together in different proportions.

Finally, after hundreds of experiments, Yu Zecheng finally blended a top-quality wine, in which Pyracantha wine accounted for 20%, Lingjiu Biliantian accounted for 60%, Linghu Lake water accounted for 20%, added a pot of Taiyin Prime Gold Liquid, Baicao Three bowls of Yang Ling water and one bowl of Lingchi water. Water produces wood, and wood produces fire. The three elements produce the best spiritual wine.

The rest of the wine was named Paradise. When the wine was poured into the lake, it had no reaction at all and could not form a wine fountain. It seemed that Linghu did not accept the blended wine.

Yu Zecheng began to fill the gourds, filling all the 121 gourds, and also replaced all other wine pots with this fine wine, waiting for the big sale tomorrow.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Ma Lishan woke everyone up. They were here to set up stalls to sell goods, exchange their belongings for spiritual stones, and then buy other goods. Ma Lishan has rich experience and wakes everyone up in advance to hurry up and get a good stall to avoid suffering losses in the future.

Every time there is a big market in this market, a place will be prepared for casual cultivators to set up stalls. As long as they pay three spirit stones, they can sell here for a day, and there will also be someone to protect them and maintain order.

They thought they got up early, but there were others who got up earlier than them. There were more than thirty people waiting in line here.

The four people joined the queue and queued up slowly. Suddenly there was a noise in front of them. The price of this stall had also increased. It used to be three spiritual stones for a day, but now it costs ten spiritual stones. The cultivators waiting in line here were all He was born into a poor family, otherwise who would queue up here early in the morning if they had a large sum of spiritual stones? Suddenly countless noises rang out.

But how else can I get it? This is someone else’s territory. In the end, everyone has to pay the fee and settle the matter. I can only say bitterly:

"Never again next year."

Complaining is just a way to vent the bad anger in your heart.

When they arrived at Yu Zecheng's place, Ma Lishan made a deal for Yu Ze with ten spiritual stones. He couldn't get that bottle of spirit wine for free. He didn't see Yu Zecheng's predicament yesterday, so today he helped Yu Ze close the deal without saying a word. payment.

Then everyone started to pick their own stalls. Yu Zecheng had never sold anything before, but he followed Jiang Laohei. This guy was extremely stingy and calculated carefully, so the place he picked would definitely be good.

Sure enough, everyone had this idea. Under the leadership of Jiang Laohei, they came to a location and set up four stalls, among which the Wen brothers and sisters set up a stall.

Jiang Laohei boasted:

"There is a lot of wisdom in setting up stalls. You must not set up stalls in the first three stalls at the street corner. People have the mentality of shopping around. When you come to your place, you just check the price, and then you go inside to ask and compare, and then you make a purchase.

Look at our place, which happens to be at the corner of the street. Usually people who come here will stop and take a look at our goods. As long as our goods are not too bad, there is absolutely no problem. "

Everyone started to set up a stall. Yu Zecheng didn't have any tools. Even a fool could see that he was definitely not a spiritual wine seller. Ma Lishan gave Yu Zecheng a piece of leather and asked him to spread it on the ground and put the goods on it. .

Jiang Laohei was selling some fairy grass spiritual fruits. Yu Zecheng took a look and found that most of them were very common medicinal materials, but they were kept very fresh and should be sold well.

Ma Lishan's goods were some demonic beast inner elixir cores, as well as some animal bones and animal skins. The skins were all complete. As expected of a hunter, he must have his own tricks for catching demonic beasts.

The Wen brothers and sisters were selling poisons and all kinds of poisons and intoxicants. They didn't realize that the gentle and quiet brothers and sisters could actually refine such highly poisonous substances.

Yu Zecheng placed ten gourds on the animal skins and waited for the guests to arrive. After a while, the sun rose, and a large number of immortal cultivators gathered here. Suddenly, people came and went on the street, and countless immortal cultivators passed by.

Ma Lishan's inner elixir magic core moved the fastest. Yu Zecheng didn't sell a single wine gourd here, and no one even asked about the price. All his goods there were sold out.

Jiang Laohei also sold half of his elixir. Seeing Yu Zecheng's condition, he said:

"Brother Yu, you have to shout and curse, otherwise whoever buys your stuff will not even know what it is, so how can you buy it."

Yu Zecheng thought for a while, picked up a wine gourd, reached out and chopped it, and immediately divided the wine gourd into two halves. Half a pot of wine was poured out. Then Yu Zecheng cut the two halves of the gourd into two halves, filled the gourd with wine, and said :

"Get it by yourself according to the law, and everyone can taste it for free."

The two gourds and gourds were suspended in front of Yu Zecheng. He held them in the air with his innate Qi grabbing hand and suspended them in front of him.

The aroma of the wine was so fragrant that people around him were immediately attracted by the wine. Those with discerning eyes would know that Yu Zecheng was not a simple person when they saw the gourd and gourd floating in the air.

A fat monk strode over and shouted:

"Whose wine is so fragrant?"

Seeing Yu Zecheng's gourd gourd floating in the air, he sucked it with his mouth, and all of the gourd wine rose up out of thin air and was absorbed into his mouth. Then he shouted:

"Good wine, how many spiritual stones does this wine cost per gourd?"

Yu Zecheng just wanted to say:

"Twenty spirit stones."

But thinking of the price increase in the market today, he said:

"One mid-level spirit stone."

As soon as this price was spoken, there was an uproar all around. This price was too expensive. Who knew that the big monk stretched out his hand, took out five mid-level spirit stones and threw them to Yu Zecheng, picked up five gourds, and said:

"Boy, don't leave, leave more for me, I will go back to get you spirit stones."

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