Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 186: Dongxuan Pavilion Treasure Pavilion, Looking for Spiritual Objects
In the southeast of the Hualongyuan Sea, six huge reefs stand alone.

Above it is the largest market town built by the Tumu Island lineage among the Three Immortal Islands in the East China Sea, the Dongxuan Pavilion. The huge palace complex is majestically perched on this reef.

The thirteen golden bridges between the six reefs are like golden ribbons, swaying gently in the sea breeze, like a divine bridge connecting the sky and the ocean.

The palaces and pavilions on the reefs are arranged in an orderly manner, layer upon layer, and the glazed tiles sparkle brightly under the sunlight.

There are exquisite flying eaves and corners, carved beams and painted buildings, and carvings of mythical beasts on the stone walls, with different expressions and lifelike.

Occasionally, one or two seagulls would fly over the Golden Bridge, inspiring the zither player in the palace, and the melodious music of the zither would echo the seagulls' call.

Although the deep sea area of ​​Dongxuan Pavilion is far away from the inland, it attracts a large number of guests from afar with its rich specialties and unique charm.

Third uncle Mie Hongzi is a cultivator who prefers quiet and ascetic practice. She does not like places like Dongxuan Pavilion.

But the female monks who followed her were still young after all, and they couldn't help but linger as they looked around with their beautiful eyes.

“Dongxuan Pavilion is the largest industry of Tumu Island outside the country. Let alone the overseas Three Demons cultivators, even if the cultivators of Tianji Mansion and Zifu Chonglou want to intervene, it will cause great vigilance among the cultivators of Tumu Island.

These days you will search for clues about the Heavenly Buddha Secret Realm and the guiding spiritual objects in this sea market, and you must find them."

"Disciple, obey."

The twelve female disciples who followed Mie Hongzi, as well as Lu Cheng and others, all obeyed his orders.

They all knew that this matter concerned the lives of their master's uncle and their master's daughter, so they could only succeed and not fail.

Mie Hongzi practiced Taoism for hundreds of years. Because of his temperament, he had countless enemies, but he also made many friends.

Moreover, those who can become friends with Mie Hongzi are usually close friends and willing to help. There are also such people in the Dongxuan Pavilion Sea Market. Therefore, Mie Hongzi is somewhat confident of finding the Tianfo Secret Realm to lead the spiritual objects. The reason why he explained it as before was to be on the safe side.

"Lingjun, your cultivation is much higher than that of my disciples. They have been following me for a long time and have no experience. I will go out with you today to gain some experience and knowledge."

Having said that, Mie Hongzi assigned his disciples, with each of them bringing two people, to be with Ling Yun and the others.

But when he looked at Qi Fengping and Fang Shiman, he hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"Feng Ping, just stay by my side and serve me. Shi Man, you stay by your ninth senior brother's side, listen more and watch more, and don't get yourself into trouble. Go."

Qi Fengping's expression remained normal, but Fang Shiman blushed slightly when she heard what he said and then nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Fang Shiman couldn't help but recall some of the things her master had said to her in the past few years:

"Back then, my temperament was too extreme and stubborn, so I was separated from Brother Xiao... That precious girl, huh, I hardly took her seriously back then, but hundreds of years later, she has achieved the golden elixir path.

Shiman, Master is not forcing you, nor does he want to use you to make up for Master's past regrets. Master just thinks that your temperament is too gentle, and you may need someone to help you on the path of cultivation in order to go further. "

Because she loves the Xiao sisters so much, Mie Hongzi treats them very well, but she doesn't think that her favorite disciple is any worse than them.

Even without Lu Cheng, the Xiao sisters still had their parents to protect them. But as a disciple, he had no one else to rely on except his master. And with his personality, it would be normal for him to die at the hands of his enemy's sword one day.

Therefore, Mie Hongzi intentionally created some opportunities for his disciples and just did it for the sake of convenience.

Even his other disciples were involved in Brother Xiao's true teachings, and he was happy to see it happen. Mie Hongzi never married, but she didn't mind that her disciples could find a suitable Taoist partner. Even if they failed to practice, it would be better to have someone to stay with them for a long time than to live in an ancient temple. Mie Hongzi killed demons in this life, but she looked at the descendants of Huang Longzi differently.

Lu Cheng didn't know this. As the swords flashed, the disciples dispersed to look for clues to lead the spiritual creatures.

Fang Shiman beside him looked shy, and Lu Cheng just thought that this was just the character of his junior sister.

In the Dongxuan Pavilion sea city, there are cultivators on the ground to manage the pedestrians, but there is no one in charge in the sky. This is because most of the cultivators in this world are Qi-cultivating cultivators after all. There are not many cultivators in the Foundation Establishment and Condensing Sha Lian Gang realms who can fly high in the sky with flying instruments, so naturally there is no need for management.

The first place Lu Cheng chose to go to was the largest treasure pavilion in Dongxuan Pavilion.

The monks of Tumu Island used the art of refining equipment as the foundation of their sect, so the scale of Baoqixuan would certainly not be small.

"Let's take a look first. Although it's unlikely that we'll get anything right away, at least we can get a rough idea of ​​the market conditions here."

"Everything is up to Senior Brother's arrangement."

After this period of relaxation, Fang Shiman also adjusted her state of mind: just treat him as a close brother, if there is a destiny, then of course... If there is no destiny, he is still a close senior brother.

"Two distinguished guests are here to visit us. Treasure Pavilion welcomes you with all its might. Please follow me, two immortal cultivators. May I ask if you two immortal cultivators have any treasures you desire?"

As soon as the sword light fell, a waiter in blue clothes came up and greeted the guests warmly with a bow.

"We came to your Tumu Island to buy magical instruments. Please show us first."

The young servants in blue here all have some magical powers, and some may even be outer disciples from Tumu Island.

Having met so many people, he naturally had some calculations in his mind. This young servant in blue clothes did not lead Lu Cheng and Fang Shiman to the third-level magic weapon area at all, but directly took them upstairs to the area where the fourth-level magic weapons were placed.

At this level, the number of monks and magical instruments has been greatly reduced.

Swords, musical instruments, folding fans, handkerchiefs, ribbons and other objects were hung all around, but each of them had some magical fluctuations, and it was obvious that each of them was a magical instrument that had been carefully refined.

"Junior Sister Fang, please take a closer look. If you like any of the items, please take one or two. Your Senior Brother Lu is a well-known wealthy man in Guizang Mountain, so you can make some money this time."

Facing Deng Dongyuan, one of the two saints of Dongdao, Third Uncle Mie Hongzi risked his life to save him. Although Third Uncle himself did not take it seriously, Lu Cheng kept it in mind. It didn't matter if he gave some spirit stones to his junior sister now. If Third Uncle was in trouble in the future, he would definitely try his best to save him.

With the sword in my hand and the energy in my chest, I can cut through all disasters, split all obstacles, and prove my immortality and freedom. If I can't get such a mind and such magical power, even if I gain a life of thousands of years, what is the difference between it and a dry bone in a tomb?
With Fang Shiman's personality, she would definitely not accept these precious magic weapons easily, but she suddenly recalled her master's words and looked at Senior Brother Lu in front of her. Somehow she did not refute. However, Fang Shiman was not picky, but Lu Cheng picked them up.

He came from a famous and orthodox family and was good at sword fighting, so his vision was naturally improved. No matter what kind of magic weapon fell into his hands, he could always find some problems with it. One or two would be fine, but if there were more than ten, this would gradually cause dissatisfaction among the monks from Tumu Island in the Treasure Pavilion.

I just feel that this person is boasting in front of his own junior sister, but becomes stingy when it comes to spending spirit stones. He only knows how to belittle his own magic weapon to save face.

One of the garrisoned monks ignored his companions' attempts to stop him, walked up and sneered, saying, "My Immortal Cultivator, the magic weapons of our Tumu Island are crudely made and certainly cannot meet the eyes of an expert. It just so happens that I have a few flying swords here, why not ask the Immortal Cultivator to appreciate them a bit!"

As the stationed monk clapped his hands lightly, several blue-clothed waiters who had been arranged to guard the place quickly walked up behind him. Each of them held a jade plate in their hands, and the jade plates were covered with a layer of white silk, but it was still possible to see that they were covered with several sword-shaped objects.

Obviously, this is asking the guest to show his ability. If he cannot recognize the magic sword, it means that he is blind, not that Baoqixuan has no treasures.

(End of this chapter)