Seeking immortality.

Chapter 88 Tianfu Mountain and Elixir Valley

In this way, he wandered around the market all day, but he was not in a hurry to make a move.

Anyway, the Qi Gathering Pill I want to buy is just a very common thing, I don't need to compete with anyone, what I need to do now is to familiarize myself with the situation.

So, after shopping all day, Qin Yan has gained a lot. Although he can't know the prices of various items well, he can know them well.

At the same time, Qin Yan also discovered that there were far more monks who came to participate in this small trade fair than he had imagined, numbering in the thousands.

However, they are all immortal cultivators at the Qi refining level, and those who want to succeed in foundation establishment would disdain to participate.

Among them, casual practice is the main one.

And there are not many monks coming from the fairy gate.

This was somewhat beyond his expectation.

You must know that the Luoyun Mountain Range is undulating and stretching for eight hundred miles. The Luoxue Sect occupies only a drop in the ocean. Apart from Qin Yan's sect, there are two other sects of cultivating immortals here, namely Tianfu Mountain and Spirit Medicine Valley.

As the name suggests, one can tell from the names that one of these two sects is good at alchemy, and the other is good at making talismans.

The strength of these two sects is as different as that of the Luoxuezong. The three schools live together in the Luoyun Mountains and have been passed down for thousands of years.

The small trade fair is really useless for those who are above the foundation, but the disciples of the three schools of refining level should still be very interested in participating, why didn't they see many people?
Could it be that those guys, like myself, hide their names and change their appearance?
Qin Yan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Of course, he was just curious, and he didn't intend to go deep into it.

Whether those guys come or not has nothing to do with me.

In this way, the next day was spent in peace, and the world of cultivating immortals was not always fighting and killing.

……

On the third day, the sun was rising and the small trade fair officially started.

When Qin Yan came outside, there were more people than he imagined. It seemed that many people came to Tianhui Peak yesterday.

This time, he saw quite a few people, dressed in the costumes of sect disciples, and even some big shots, deliberately late.

The market, which was originally a bit messy, suddenly became orderly.

Unlike yesterday, where just a piece of rag can be turned into a booth, all the booths today are provided by the organizers of the trade fair. Of course, a certain fee must be paid, but it looks obviously more formal and more pleasing to the eye.

Others kept order.

Although under normal circumstances, it will not interfere with the transaction, but at least forced buying and selling will be avoided, and no one will be allowed to bully others by relying on their profound cultivation.

Everything looks very nice.

"Look, it's the cultivators from the Spiritual Medicine Valley, and they're here in groups. The one leading the team, could it be Cao Menggu?"

"Cao Menggu, you mean the famous genius in Spiritual Medicine Valley, the youngest true biography in a hundred years?"

"Who else is there besides him? I heard that this person is less than 20 years old this year, and he has already cultivated to the eighth level of Qi refining. There is no one before, and there will be no one in the future. Otherwise, he would not be appointed by the elders and become a true disciple."

"Will such an existence come to participate in the small fair?"

"Is there anything impossible? Maybe someone else is tired from practicing and come out to relax, isn't it possible?"

……

The chattering chatter came to his ears, and Qin Yan's heart moved. He had really heard of Cao Menggu's name. Although he was not in the same sect, who made him so famous?

Zhenchuan, who is less than 20 years old, will attract attention wherever he puts it.

The establishment of the foundation is a certainty, and many people are guessing how old he is before he can become the ancestor of Jindan.

It can be said that this person was born with a halo, and his whole life has attracted much attention.

And his arrival almost attracted everyone's attention.

Qin Yan also turned his head.

What came into view was a row of wooden kites. Only high-level monks can fly with the imperial weapon. For ordinary cultivators, if they want to experience the feeling of flying, wooden kites are a good choice.

Of course, this thing is also very expensive. This time, Spirit Medicine Valley has done a great job. Of course, other disciples are able to receive such treatment, most likely because of Cao Menggu's credit.

The other disciples were two or three people sitting on a wooden kite, but the guy surnamed Cao stood out from the crowd and rode a crane very coolly. He was dressed in white clothes like snow, and he had a brocade robe and jade belt. He is very handsome, so the effect is astonishing, all eyes are attracted by him.

It's just that the male monks, apart from those who are ashamed of themselves, are mostly envious and jealous. As for the female immortals, all of them are full of idiots, and their eyes are almost staring.

Among them, Qin Yan is the calmest one. He has no worries or joys. He is neither envious nor jealous. Whether the other party is flamboyant or arrogant, what does it have to do with me?
Just do your own thing.

So he only glanced at it, then looked away, and then Qin Yan came back to the market.

Today there are more people, all kinds of treasures are dazzling, and the voices of selling and bargaining keep coming and going.

Not far away, two monks fell in love with a treasure at the same time. They were so red-faced as they competed to raise the price. The stall owner burst into laughter, but the anger between the two grew stronger. Immortal cultivators, maybe the two of them have drawn their swords to face each other!

And farther away, a monk grabbed the stall owner, spit flying, and looked filled with righteous indignation. Although the distance is far away and the neighborhood is very noisy, Qin Yan's five senses and six senses are still not difficult to hear clearly. , The other party bought a treasure from him at a high price yesterday. The other party boasted that it was only found in the sky, but nothing on the earth. Who would have thought that when he saw it today, it was a rotten street item, and it only cost one-third of the price.

I was cheated.

So this person naturally refused to let it go, and came to the stall owner to argue.

The two sides insisted on their own words, which attracted many onlooker monks.

There are many similar scenes in the market. There is no spirit of immortality here, and some are just bargaining. The game between buyers and sellers, Qin Yan couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. The beautiful imagination was finally completely disillusioned.

Qin Yan stopped in front of a stall.

The person who set up the stall was a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, her appearance was not so beautiful, but she was also delicate and pleasing.

There were a lot of things for sale at the stall, but Qin Yan just picked up a bottle: "How do you sell this?"

"It's filled with Qi Gathering Pills. There are ten pills in a bottle, and only one spirit stone is sold." The girl smoothed her hair on her sideburns, and her crisp voice came to her ears.

"One spirit stone and ten spirit stones is a fair price, but I want to see how the quality of your Qi Gathering Pill is."

After Qin Yan finished speaking, he opened the cork, poured out the elixir contained inside, and examined it carefully.

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