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Chapter 1 Cultivation Great Bazaar This chapter is free

Today is the third day of March. On the western outskirts of Jinling City, Shouwu Mountain, a small valley called Sanlitun is holding an annual cultivation market. Many people from the cultivation world will come to participate in this market. 【】

There are a lot of people who come to participate in the market this year, and the vendors in the cultivation world are also working very hard. In fact, the cultivation market in Sanlitun, Mingye, existed. By the end of the Qing Dynasty, it was already the largest small commodity city in the world. , here, as long as it is something that is needed for cultivation, such as purple gold sand, paper talisman, peach wood sword, and magic weapon, everything is for sale. As long as you pay the starting price, there is almost nothing you can't buy.

"Absolutely the original version of Fantianyin, everyone who cultivates knows it. It's so good. It's a must-have for killing people and getting more money. It's only 300 million. Brothers who know the goods, hurry up!"

"Absolutely purple gold sand, a must for refining swords and alchemy, 60 taels, brothers of cultivation, pass by, don't miss it!"

"Taiyi Daoist's life-saving trick, Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, the last three will be sold out!"

"Heavenly Golden Pill, eat one, and practice less than 30 years. Today, in the big market on March 10rd, brother, I jump off the building for a big sale. You can buy one for only [-] yuan. Buy two and get one free. You can take it with you. Go home and honor your parents, giving gifts will be more face-saving!"

To be honest, as long as you really want to make money, the money is easy to come by. In addition, most of the things here are hard to get, and it is normal for the price to be expensive.

"Ah, it's Master Li, hello! Last time you asked for the jade gourd I bought for you, I prepared it for you, yes, come here earlier, I'm still the old shop... Ah, don't worry, it is definitely What a magic weapon, 400 million, a one-off price, I will never lie to you, my little Shajun’s name is more than this little money... Yes, you are always the abbot of the Longxu Temple in Qingcheng Mountain, so little money, for you It's a small thing to say!"

Bai Meng hung up the phone and pulled down his tie a little bit. Looking at the crowd everywhere, he was very happy. He had been preparing for half a year, and he just waited for today!

No, as soon as it opened, an old customer sent money and made an appointment by phone. This is reputation!

He, Bai Meng, is an old merchant here. He couldn't read at the age of 12. He spends his days shopping here for shopping, and he is born with a mouthful of pure yin and essence. Even the magic circle set up outside the market can't fascinate him.

Today is the big market, there are only two days in a year, one is the third day of March, and the second is the fifteenth day of August. This is the only two days for everyone to make money, so naturally he has to work extra hard.

There are not many cultivators who are really reduced to being businessmen. Most of them have a little extra that they don’t use. They take the big market and come here to resell it. They all come infrequently, as long as the price is not too outrageous, basically they sell when they can sell, and buy when they can buy.

There are only a few people like Bai Meng, who are genuine comprehension businessmen, who come to this market every night to resell and live off the price difference.

Bie Baimeng is only 22 years old, but he has been in this business for ten years. There are many old customers, and he is not in a hurry. He arranges his things neatly and waits for the customers to come.What's more, his berth is the first crossroads of the whole big market, which is the best shop of the best shop.

In this kind of bazaar in the realm of comprehension, if you don't have any real skills or a strong background, it's really hard to get such a prosperous shop.

Bai Meng doesn't have a teacher's school. Although his aptitude is surprisingly good, he was born with a mouthful of pure yin and true essence, but no one dares to accept him as a disciple. After more than ten years, he is still a school, and there is no one. What kind of unique cultivation method is naturally the kind of person who has no real ability, but none of the merchants in Sanlitun really dare to offend him.

Baimeng, the little evil gentleman of No. [-] Sanlitun, don't let him have no strength and no background, but if he calls you "Daddy", even if you don't die, you will have to peel off your skin. The bunk, of course, must belong to him.

"I'm not boasting, even if I don't come today, no one here would dare to snatch my berth to do business!" Bai Meng rolled up his sleeves and let out a vicious pooh, "It's her mother's liar, a pirated version of rubbish Tianyin also needs 300 million yuan, it's like cheating newcomers, I'm kind and kind!"

Zhang Bao was selling the pirated Fantian Seal opposite Bai Meng. He was shouting happily, but when he saw Bai Meng glaring at him fiercely, his whole body shivered. He didn't dare to shout anymore, and only muttered: "Where is the Fantian Seal, what about the Fantian Seal, 300 million one...!"

The voice was so low that he couldn't even hear it himself.

As soon as he lowered his voice, the people around felt strange, suddenly seeing Bai Meng's cold eyes sweeping around, everyone was shocked, one after another, they involuntarily lowered their voices.

Hey, who dares to steal the limelight with this little villain!

"Hmph, don't shout anymore. Everyone is very energetic and dare to steal my business. Everyone, if you have good things, put them away first. My things are not sold out yet!"

Bai Meng yelled casually, and the businessmen around him hurriedly put away all the treasures on their cases and put them back in their cosmic bags, staring at Bai Meng eagerly, no one dared to say anything.

"Fatty Wang, why don't you accept it? You sell medicinal materials, and I have nothing to do with it. I sell magic weapons, so don't accept it. I don't like to bully others. You take everything, and others still don't accept it." Think I’m bullying you again!” Bai Meng said while gesturing to the fat man beside him, asking him to take out the ginseng and golden pills he had put away and continue selling them.

"That's right, Mr. Xiaosha said it all, Fatty, sell all the good things. There are so many people in today's big market. If you sell them well, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking this year!"

"That's right, what Xiao Shajun said makes sense!"

Everyone looked at the fat man with envy, but they were full of flattery.

Bai Meng didn't bother to talk to these people, his colleagues were enemies, and his fate was evil, even if they were killed, he would not dare to make things difficult for him.

Bai Meng is actually very handsome, but that face looks a bit sinister, his eyes are as cold as knives, and a black wind blows from time to time on his body, here are all cultivators, no matter whether they are fake cultivators or real cultivators, there are not many A person who doesn't know the face, this person's fate is very evil, and no one dares to compete with him.

Bai Meng himself knew it well, and was so happy. Once others took away the good things, his shop was prosperous again. In the past hour, he sold two Yu Ruyi and a replica Qiankun circle, and he also took two checks in his hand. , Do the math, I have already earned 400 million, and I am naturally in a good mood, so I waved to everyone.

The businessmen around had been with him for several years, and as soon as he waved his hand, they understood what he meant. They were all overjoyed, and hurriedly poured everything out of their Qiankun bags, but they still didn't dare to shout loudly.

Bai Meng took a Qiankun Yinyang fan from his booth, and he was in a good mood, so he started to play with it. This fan is good. It was only collected in last month for 500. The magic weapon is engraved with "Taiyi Pure Yin Xuanfeng Curse" on the front and "Shangqing Haotian Xuanfeng Curse" on the back.

He giggled, just such a Qiankun Yinyang Fan, it costs 600 million yuan anyway, don’t think it’s too expensive, I only sell this fan to old customers, new customers want to buy it, it’s ok, it’s 800 million yuan, otherwise it’s not worth it. Give you a glance.

Longmen Daoist, he was a master of cultivation who flew into the sky and became immortal in Wuyi Mountain at the end of Ming Dynasty. Since he made this Qiankun Yin-Yang Fan, he has a destiny of immortality. It is called Caitou, just like the car that the Queen of England has ridden in, so it is valuable for collection, and it can also be a little regal, not to mention that the fan itself is also a good thing of high-grade earth utensils.

This magic weapon can be used for business, so it is naturally divided into grades. Generally speaking, magic weapons that can appear in this small commodity city can be divided into three grades, namely heaven, earth, and human, and each grade is divided into upper, lower, and lower grades. , so everyone has the saying "three grades and nine grades" when dividing magic weapons.

There are three main elements in how much a magic weapon can be sold for. The first is quality, the second is utility, and the third is whether there is a fairy fate. Anything with the same product and the same effect, if it has a fairy fate, it will at least cost more. Millions to come.

However, this Qiankun Yinyang Fan is not considered the treasure of Baimeng Yadian. From the big market on August [-]th last year to today, he spent more than half a year collecting magic weapons, and came to the night market every night.

He is a very bad person. As long as he is interested in the good things in other shops, he wants to buy them. You have to sell them. The title of "Little Shaman" is very useful in Sanlitun. Few people would dare to offend him, not to mention that he has always sold things with small profits and high prices, so those who do business here are afraid of him.

As the days go by, Bai Meng is the person who is the easiest to get in and out of good goods here. Many old customers come to him first when they unload their goods, and they will call him a few weeks in advance to let them know when they buy goods.

"Small profits but high sales. A good magic weapon is enough to earn hundreds of thousands of yuan. It's not considered as a hand. I also have a worth of 4000 to [-] million in my account." Bai Meng was secretly happy in his heart, and scanned it carelessly. A guest at Zhang Bao's place.

"Wow, rich man!"

The guest was very young, about 25 or 2 years old, and looked very stable. He was wearing a bsso white striped casual suit. He knew it immediately. He just bought this suit a few days ago, and it cost more than [-] yuan.

There is also that half-hidden golden watch. Although it is not of any brand, it is a classic old model just because of its workmanship.

This is a big customer. The most important thing is that he is still young and his cultivation speed is fast. It is unreasonable to change the magic weapon. Young people have changeable tastes. If you like Feijian today, you may like Qiankun Circle tomorrow. Those old bastards, just say that old man Li from Longxuguan, damn it, it has been six years before I bought the second magic weapon from myself, and he only earned 60 yuan, which is too unreasonable.

This young man is different, maybe he has just cultivated it, maybe he will buy seven or eight pieces of it when he comes up, not to mention he is rich, one is the son of a rich family, if he can treat such a customer If you hold it in your hand, you will make money every year.

The heart is not as good as action!

"Zhang Bao, your wife is calling you, don't sell it yet!"

When Zhang Bao heard Xiao Sha Lord Bai Meng's shout, he almost didn't fall, and then Bai Meng looked at him coldly, his heart pounding, "Forget it, life is worse than money, I can't afford to offend this little bastard! ", he could only pack up his things, and he stretched out his hand to signal with the son, and with a smile on his face, he said: "This boss, I really have something to do today. The white boss opposite me has more good things than me, and the price is also fair. , Tongsou bully, if you buy things with him, you have found the right person!"

The young man turned his face and looked at the things on Baimeng's booth. Sure enough, all of them were filled with true energy. He nodded slightly, took out a business card to Zhang Bao, and said, "If you are free, you can give it to me." Make a phone call, I really like your Bai Yuyin, it's very delicate!"

Zhang Bao hurriedly put away his business card, put all his things into the Qiankun bag, threw off his arms and ran away.

"This kid is quite sensible. I won't snatch his clients these few days, but let's hold this client first!" Without further ado, Bai Meng took out the business card holder in his arms and handed one to him. The young man pointed to the things on his booth, and said to the man: "Don't worry, the things here are all good, and the prices are fair. I and you are not the kind of people who care about a few small money. The important thing is The stuff is good, right? Don’t worry, here I am, if you don’t have any, just wait for two days, and I’ll definitely find them for you!”

The young man smiled decently, glanced at the business card that Bai Meng handed over, smiled again, showing only a trace of white teeth, and handed a business card to Bai Meng, saying: "I guess, fellow daoist should be here Otherwise, how could others let you do this? I also set up a street stall in the jumping market when I was studying in Paris, and I understand the rules here!"

"How can you have such etiquette and demeanor without strict training and good education!" Bai Meng can be sure that this son is a son of a wealthy and prominent family. The so-called first generation is explosive, second generation is supreme, and third generation is noble Ah, this is not a lie. It stands to reason that his Bai family is also from a famous family. Unfortunately, he has not enjoyed this kind of treatment for a long time. Otherwise, he would not have come out to earn a living in his teens.

"Ma Sheng, general manager of Shengfeng Real Estate Company of Ma's Ronghua Group"

Looking at the business card carefully, Bai Meng couldn't help exclaiming "good name, good fate". This Ma Chengting is plump, with thick eyebrows and high nose, but it's a pity that his eyes are deep and his lips are thin. Don't look so handsome, he looks a bit of a mixed race, he looks as handsome as Fei Xiang, But in terms of fate, this person's face originally had six yangs, but it is a pity that his eyes are deep and his lips are thin. After subtracting the two yangs, only the four yangs are left. This yang plus the body of a man, and the word "日" contained in Sheng , and finally returned to the original life of the six yangs, the word "Sheng" discarded one yang, and left the word "cheng", then this person's fate can be summed up in eight words "Six yangs lead to prosperity, success will come soon".

Bai Meng still couldn't help it, and said "Six suns will bring prosperity, and success will be achieved immediately!" Ma Cheng just smiled slightly, took a closer look at Bai Meng, was surprised, and said: "Tao... the fate of your friend!" You are so ruthless, Jiuyin is the most evil, no wonder Mr. Zhang is so afraid of you, your life... is really so ruthless!"

Bai Meng chuckled, if someone else dared to tell him so directly, he would have smashed that person's front teeth with a punch, but if he is a client or a big client, he doesn't have to worry about it so much, besides, it's okay to talk about it. Greatly increased his momentum, "Grandma, who dares to compete with me for business!"

He brought over the bamboo chair left by Zhang Bao, asked Ma Sheng to sit down, brewed a cup of good Biluochun for him, and waved his hand "Please!", and waited for Ma Sheng to pick up the teacup, Bai Meng smiled and said: "Let me say this...Mr. Ma, you don't need to call me Daoist friend. I am a person who defeats friends and enemies. If you call me 'friend', it is against yourself. You should still call me Boss Bai, otherwise Just like everyone else, it’s fine to call me ‘Xiao Shajun’, I don’t mind!”

"Under such a terrible fate, Bai... the boss is still so optimistic, it's really rare, but Boss Bai is so talented, he must be a real master of cultivation, right?" Ma Sheng blew on the tea leaves and asked Bai Meng.

In the world of comprehension, there have always been two theories of truth and falsehood. The term "cultivation" originated from the "San Lun Yuan Zhi" in the Tang Dynasty. Returning to oneness" (stability), "disheartening and forgetting oneness" (destroying concentration), and "enlightenment to the true oneness" (Taiding) are three levels.The ultimate realm is "truth", so there is a saying of comprehension.

Since Zhang Borui, a real person from Ziyang in the Northern Song Dynasty, put forward the "Enlightenment Chapter", there has been such a distinction between true and false cultivation. The true cultivation school is such a school. It is possible to cultivate immortality by accepting a single disciple, and there are many false cultivations. There are [-] sects of Taoism and [-] sects, most of which are fake cultivation methods. Most of the cultivation methods of these sects are "Three Purifications of the Heart" and "Enlightenment". Even if there is an occasional disciple To achieve the true fruit, it is because this disciple himself has the fate of the Great Immortal, and other people can't even cultivate the golden core, at most they are in the realm of refining and transforming qi.

There are three realms in the foundation-building stage of self-cultivation, "refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform gods, and refining gods to return emptiness." After the three realms of foundation-building have passed, it is the so-called Nascent Soul stage. It is not impossible to practice false cultivation, but it is difficult to reach The realm of "refining Qi and transforming God".

As for the sects of true self-cultivation, you can count them with your fingers. The four most famous ones are Taishan Taixu Sect, Shennong Taiqing Sect, Emei Shushan Sect, and Qingcheng Bajing Palace Sect. Zong, Beizong, Zhengyizong, Taiyizong and more than a dozen small sects can be regarded as true practitioners.

It's just that people don't accept disciples indiscriminately, only those who are truly immortal and rooted are accepted. Even Taishan Taixu Sect claims to have the most disciples. According to reliable gossip information from the "Xiao Dao", the total number of the entire sect is only more than 100.

Bai Meng scratched his head, Naidi shook his head, smiled wryly, and said, "Which sect do you think a real person dares to accept me as a disciple?"

"Another person will be rescued by another person, Boss Bai, don't worry...!" Ma Sheng was a little embarrassed, and casually chatted, and suddenly saw the Qiankun Yinyang Fan that Bai Meng was playing with, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: " Boss Bai, how much is this fan, it's very delicate, full of energy, it's really a good thing!"

, A newcomer is a newcomer. I haven't seen anything good. I'm amazed by this little thing. No wonder everyone likes to slaughter newcomers.

"800 million, absolutely low-grade heavenly artifacts. The spell records on your two sides are absolutely handwritten by the great master. The effect is also very powerful. If you want Yanfeng, you will be Yanfeng, and if you want Ice Wind, you will be Ice Wind. It can be said that the whole Sanlitun, you can't find the second one, and it's the magic weapon left by the real Longmen in Wuyi Mountain. It's a celestial destiny. If you want to become a celestial being, how can you become a celestial being if you don't need this kind of thing to get the celestial energy? " Bai Meng chuckled, explained the ins and outs of this Qian Kun Yin-Yang Fan, and added: "However, this is the first time we do business, I am known for small profits but quick sales, if you really want to , take 730 million, and I spent 700 million when I received it, and I will earn you 30!"

Ma Sheng doesn't know the market, but he is also in business. His family is a top ten private consortium in China. The real estate industry is also well-known in the country. Naturally, he is very shrewd. , the important thing is that things are good.

Without further ado, Ma Sheng immediately took out the check book from his pocket, took out a gold pen, wrote a lot of zeros, tore it off and handed it to Bai Meng, and said with a smile: "Since it is a magic weapon with immortal fate, I don't want to Discount, to save this fairy spirit, also discount, let’s say 800 million, the check from HSBC, Boss Bai will take it!”

Damn, this guy is fucking rich!

"Master Ma, I'm sure I'll eat you today!" Bai Meng murmured silently in his heart, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. This person himself has a good body and bones, with flexible limbs, well-proportioned body shape, pure yang face, and harmonious and even bones. My disciple who cultivates immortals, his family is rich, and the Lingtai is filled with true energy, so he is obviously a true cultivator.

"Damn, why am I so stupid, I should have asked Shicheng and the mental methods he learned, I will prescribe the right medicine, not to mention two or three, but seven or eight, five or six, I will sell them all!"

Bai Meng's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked about Ma Sheng's martial art.

Ma Cheng was very modest, nodded slightly, and said: "The sect of Daoist Li Yunlei in Emei Shushan Mountain, he practiced the Taiyi Xuanxin Miaolian Jue and the Three Jewels Sword Art. When I started five years ago, the master also gave me some magic weapons. I can't get into the eyes of the law, now that I have reached the realm of refining qi and transforming into a god, I naturally want to find some good magic weapons!"

"Damn it, it's really cultivating. It's still a fucking famous sect. You can learn this Taiyi Xuanxin Miaolian Jue just at the beginning. This is much better than Taiyi Zhengxin Jue. Although it is also an entry-level Jue, it is very effective. The difference is far, only talented disciples can learn it. As for the three treasures of swordsmanship, my guaiguai, although not the top swordsmanship of Shushan, can be regarded as first-class swordsmanship. The ghosts and gods used are unpredictable!"

Bai Meng suddenly yelled, "Master Ma, you are really amazing, the rising star of Shushan!"

Everyone around was taken aback. This little villain seldom calls others "real people", unless they are real practitioners. No one who does business here has a net worth of less than ten million. Yima Sheng is a real person. A true cultivator is still from the Shushan School, so rich and blessed at such a young age, who the hell wouldn't be jealous!

If you want such a person, 25, [-] years old, handsome and rich, who can also become a fairy, stand in front of you, damn it, if you are not jealous, you are a fairy!

Bai Meng was faintly jealous, and he didn't know how much money this old man gave to Shushan. I'm afraid it would not be such a good fortune if it was less than [-] million. Damn, people compare with people, it's really maddening!

"Well, if you don't kill you and my motherfucker, you're not Xiao Shajun... Forget it, you need to earn a little money to make a lot of money. If you kill him and run away, that's no fun!"

Bai Mengxin struggled a little, and immediately took out a purple-gold Qiankun bag from his arms, and shouted angrily: "It's rare to meet a real cultivator, my little evil gentleman, take out all the things at the bottom of the box today, and clearly mark the price , Absolutely childish bullying, I still have to give [-]% off... No, [-]% off is at most, these things, [-]% off is worth millions, if [-]% off, then I will lose money and make money!"

"Wow, no!"

Everyone around shouted in disbelief, who is Xiao Shajun? Good stuff that can't be used.

When Bai Meng yelled, everyone gathered around, thinking about how many good things Little Sha Jun had eaten in Sanlitun Hei these years.

Bai Meng didn't care how many people were around, he put away all the more than 20 magic weapons on the booth, and poured out the contents of his purple-gold Qiankun bag. Within a hundred steps, there is a brilliance.

Counting them, there are only seven, but each of them is dazzling, full of true energy, and compelling.

"Wow, Xiao Shajun, you are too outrageous, Zijin Hunyuan Qiankun Bag, you have two of this kind of heavenly artifact level luxury!"

"What is this? The seven-color crape myrtle needles are all in his hands. This is a top-quality low-grade celestial artifact. It was refined by He Xiangu back then. It must cost 2000 million."

"Damn, there is also the psychic jasper sword, Xiao Shajun, you... I'm talking!"

"Damn it, shut up for me, whoever speaks out, I'll call him daddy!" Bai Meng was annoyed to death by Wuwawa's noisy shouting, so he directly took out his ace move, and immediately, he went all over the place. There was no fart sound, only the sound of a few people swallowing there.