A large chamber of commerce is different from a large auction.
Judging from the time of holding, there is not much difference between the two. The auction can be held for one month, and the Chamber of Commerce is welcome.
The gap is mainly in compatibility and core.
In large chambers of commerce, there will be small shopping malls. High-end auctions are almost not backward compatible.
The core of the Chamber of Commerce is to follow the volume, and manage the full amount if the volume is large.
The core of the auction is to make money and make money.
Therefore, if you want to buy ordinary things at high-end auctions, it is impossible. But it's easy to find simple shopping malls in large chambers of commerce.
Bulk smelting materials, specific formation equipment, and rare medicinal materials are not far away, and you can even find retail outlets needed for low-level cultivation.
There is not much solicitation of customers in the well-planned venue.
Most of the bustling monks only watched.
Those who really know how to take action often don’t need guidance from others.
"I didn't expect...this Qingjiu actually knew that Gu Yucheng." Yang Sifang sighed while looking around.
"The Xiao family recommended this genius as a role model for the monks in Renhuang Province, attracting the monks to use it for their own use. From this point of view, it was allowed by Gu Sheng." Huang Wupei commented.
Li Tuo took a third-grade refining agent and casually handed the store a psychic jade that could be exchanged for corresponding rewards at Qian's house. "Yes."
"Huh? - Is uncle only a third-grade smelter?" Yang Sifang was quite surprised when he saw this.
Li Tuo chuckled.
Li Dai explained, "No, no. This is for our sister. - I hope she has a craft. A craft and a meal. The eternal rules."
Yang Sifang nodded slightly. But I felt something in my heart.
Huang Wupei saw everything.
"Nowadays, the realm of many monks is not the same as other levels. Most people have enough knowledge to understand, but not enough operational ability."
"Not every family can spend enough resources to train a third-grade smelter. Not to mention a sixth-grade smelter and sixth-grade formation Taoist like you, Sifang..."
The sixth level is the limit of enlightenment. Not from the Yang family.
Huang Wupei looked at Yang Sifang's uneasy expression and knew that this was the first time Yang Sifang understood this.
In the human world, see all living beings. If you don't see the common people, how can you know the suffering in the world?
The nine provinces established by the Supreme Being are to satisfy people with food and clothing, and to eliminate evils such as hunger and cold. But it's not enough.
For the common people and the monks in the world, it is not enough.
These are the truths that Huang Wupei couldn't explain in simple words and had to let Yang Sifang see with his own eyes and hear with his own ears.
God listens. Heavenly sight.
From the people.
Putting away the refining aid, Li Tuo chuckled, "Made the girl laugh."
Yang Si's face turned crimson and he waved his hands repeatedly, "No! No!"
"In terms of combat, her sister and I are both in the realm of enlightenment, and there may be no distinction between high and low. But if we go to a sect and seek an elder position, with my status as a double-sixth-level cultivator, I will definitely become an elder. ..."
"I'm afraid, after people know that I am a direct descendant of the Yang family, they just let me be the elder without asking, right?" Yang Sifang thought like this, and couldn't calm down for a long time.
This situation, when it comes to casual cultivators, is a stark disparity. It's a natural moat.
The Li brothers are still the elders of the Qian family after all...
"By the way, what do you think of Gu Sheng?" Li Tuo asked proactively.
Huang Wupei pondered for a moment, and finally said with emotion, "The distance is too far, and the changes are too big. I can't see clearly. - Isn't he the saint praised by thousands of people in your Renhuang Province?"
Li Tuo was silent.
Li Dai was worthy of being an honest man and said directly, "To us, Gu Yucheng is no longer the same person as he used to be."
"According to what my sister said, it's the same wind. In the past, it was a carefree but easy-going spring breeze, but today it's a free but violent winter wind. It's different."
Huang Wupei listened to Li Dai's words and nodded slowly. Not much to say.
………
north wind
Always going south, freedom and depression.
A gust of wind blew in the Chamber of Commerce venue, and the wind brought a drizzle.
The rain soon stopped with the wind and turned into snow.
"Being alone is like the snow that never rises. For a moment, the whole world is filled with pride." Qingjiu's hand holding the knife became clenched, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
"Gu Yucheng, Gu Yucheng, you have been gone for so many years and you have left behind a poem that people are eager to sing...why are you back again?"
"Brother, you and Gu Sheng know each other. I heard that you have met Gu Sheng before?" The female monk still pressed against Qing Jiu.
Qingjiu didn't reject the female monk, he just said to himself, "I'm not familiar with it."
The female monk wanted to say something more, but someone next to her stopped her and said, "Yan Xing, Senior Brother Qing finally came out, don't bother me."
The female monk pouted and said nothing.
Qingjiu raised his eyes to see the snow in the sky, but in the end he just felt a void: "What's the difference? What's the difference?"
"A solitary life is like snow that never rises. A moment of pride fills the world. - It's also a good poem!" Suddenly, a tree with snow and jade came.
…
Xu Qingzhi, who was hiding in the crowd, was very unconvinced, "How can I ask him to contact Qingjiu?"
Qian Yangyu smiled casually, "I've long seen that Brother Qing doesn't like Xingguo. The reason is probably because Zhang Zhilin's identity is sensitive. You don't want the Qianxun Pu Zhang family to stand against us."
"But you and I are not sensitive about our identities? I just showed up a few days ago. You? Xu Menbaiyi, aren't you famous enough?"
Xu Qingzhi muffled.
Qian Yangyu reminded, "If you want to do something, you must unite."
"As the leader of the Xiao family's disciples and the new generation of elders, Qingjiu will be of great help to us if we can contact him."
When Xu Qingzhi heard this, he could only look at Zhang Zhilin.
Zhang Zhilin, dressed in white, just stood there, making people unable to take their eyes away.
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He is so upright and wild, just like the wild grass on the painting, hiding a hint of drunkenness and three strands of boldness.
The rest is all handsome.
Yan Xing swallowed his saliva and subconsciously tightened Qingjiu's sleeves.
Qing Jiu, however, was like a person crossing the river who is used to seeing the moon flying in the sky and clouds forming sea towers. He remained calm and humbly said, "Your Excellency is truly unparalleled."
Zhang Zhilin calmly accepted "I am here to practice Zhang Xingguo."
Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, then stopped laughing, "Your Excellency, you are not like a casual cultivator."
"What's the difference?" Zhang Zhilin asked.
Qingjiu did not comment, but just said, "I have seen a lot of Qilin children from the Duke's family, and suddenly I saw a jade deer in the grass... Only today did I believe that if it is not a work of art, there will naturally be gods and ghosts."
Zhang Zhilin was not false at all, and was not afraid of Qingjiu's suspicions. He asked very naturally, "You seem to have something on your mind?"
Qingjiu didn't hide it, "Yes. I can't read Gu Yucheng's poems."
"His poems are bright enough." Zhang Zhilin commented.
"It's simple but not crude, it's easy but not empty." Qingjiu shot back.
Zhang Zhilin was stunned.
"I don't understand. When he is so proud all over the world, is he self-effacing, or does he think he only has a temporary destiny?" Qingjiu's eyebrows almost reached the bridge of his nose. If he moved closer, he would be unable to pull them out.
Zhang Zhilin suddenly laughed.
Qingjiu was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm just kidding myself. I used to think that he was very simple, but I never thought that it was me who thought of him as simple." Zhang Zhilin sighed quietly.
Qingjiu felt the same way and was surprised: "What? Do you know him?"
Zhang Zhilin readily admitted, "I met him once. That guy was running around."
Qingjiu is blooming.
Yes, the guy who runs around without getting tired and always has a goal he is willing to sacrifice for is Gu Yucheng.
After thinking about this, Qingjiu suddenly confirmed Gu Sheng's identity.
Just Gu Sheng. It can't be Gu Yucheng.
Qingjiu glanced at Zhang Zhilin and invited, "Let's go shopping together?"
Zhang Zhilin got what he wanted and "solidified his wish"
, dare not ask for your ear. "
………
"If Gu Yucheng saw the snow again, what kind of poem would he write?" Qingjiu suddenly asked.
Zhang Zhilin shook his head, "I'm not a fish. But, I do have a poem."
"speak."
"The wind blows up the buds and grains, and the jade tips on the mountains are white.
I don't know how to feel warm despite the cold, and the sun is white and pale.
I feel that I have worked hard in the past, but I am a guest here in the frozen soil.
God is selfless, and the earth's power is endless.
In the world of life, live up to those who have gone before you. "
"Bao rice grits? - Ha, ha ha ha ha!" Qing Jiu laughed loudly and openly.
"This snow is really like the white spot on the tip of a corn kernel. Also, it's good that you live up to your words." Qing Jiu finally felt a little relaxed, but he also felt melancholy. "Bao rice grits are corn grits. There will be a little white on the tips of the corn kernels. There is also white in the middle. It is said on the Internet that it is corn embryo. What exactly is it? As a person who grew up in a rural area and does not distinguish between grains, I really don't know. Clear.—Ashamed.
Just look for pictures of corn kernels and you can see that the tips of the corn kernels are white.
The wind blows away the corn grains, and the jade tips on the mountains are white.
What it means is that the wind raises a burst of snow (shaped) like corn kernels, and the mountains are covered with white as the tips of corn kernels. hey-hey. "
