At the foot of the east mountain of Qinglong Mountain, a crowd gathered together. Disciples from various major sects are busy here. Some are setting up tents, some are packing their luggage, and others are preparing food and water.
The originally chaotic and chaotic distribution of the stations has now become more orderly.
In addition to the disciples of these large sects, there are also some casual cultivators who wear different clothes.
They were dressed in a variety of robes, some in simple cloth and others in gorgeous brocade robes. Their auras are different, some exude strong sword intent, and some have majestic spiritual power flowing in their bodies.
These casual cultivators are distributed in various corners at the foot of Qinglong Mountain, keeping a certain distance from each other, and seem a bit lonely and mysterious.
There was also a small market at the intersection of casual cultivators and sect disciples.
The market is bustling with people, and the air is filled with noisy sounds and colorful stalls. Trade with each other to replenish what they need.
"Have you heard of it? There is a strange treasure in Qinglong Mountain, and it is rumored that it is a magic weapon left by an ancient immortal!"
"Of course I know. My senior brother saw a broken weapon flying out with his own eyes. The power was so terrifying that it directly killed a monster!"
"As far as I know, there were several strong men who entered it, but in the end they all fell without exception!"
"What? There is such a thing?"
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There were a lot of discussions in the market, full of expectations for the upcoming Qinglong Cave.
And at this moment, suddenly, a gust of wind roared past. Immediately afterwards, a huge flying boat came from a distance out of thin air and flew quickly towards this side.
Everyone looked in shock and saw a giant flying boat passing through the sky. It was as black as ink, with runes carved on its surface, and it exuded heart-stopping energy fluctuations. The flying boat was also surrounded by wisps of purple flames, as if it were a living creature.
"Oh my god! It's the flying boat from Yaowang Valley!"
On top of that flying boat were naturally Ziyue Zhenren and other sect representatives.
"Fellow cultivators, the Qinglong Secret Realm is about to open. You can choose to pay a fee and then join the teams of our various sects!"
The voice of the Yaowang Valley Master is like Hong Zhong Dalu, clearly reaching the ears of every casual cultivator.
The casual cultivators were shocked. They did not expect that these forces from self-proclaimed sects would do this kind of thing of surrounding them and selling tickets.
They originally thought that the disciples of the sect would enter the Qinglong Cave as a righteous person and fight against the demons and monsters to protect them. These casual cultivators.
However, it now seems that these sects are only seeking profit and have no regard for the existence of their casual cultivators.
A casual cultivator cursed in a low voice: "I knew I wasn't so kind!"
Another casual cultivator stared at the huge flying boat, his eyes flashing with angry flames: "These bastards will definitely demand a lot."
At the foot of Qinglong Mountain, the casual cultivators exchanged glances with each other, silently expressing their dissatisfaction and anger at this situation.
The mood of the casual cultivators gradually became aroused, anger and dissatisfaction burned in their hearts, and they made bursts of discussions.
However, the representatives on the flying boat did not panic at all. A few people waved their hands, and the terrifying coercion belonging to the realm of alchemy instantly filled the sky. The casual cultivators were as if they were carrying Mount Tai, unable to breathe, and finally gradually No sound.
"quiet!"
"The following are the things that each sect team needs. You can bring your own items to join!"
Xuanzhen Pavilion: Collect 3 types of fifty-year-old spiritual trees/2 types of century-old elixirs!
Yin Yang Sect: 3 types of fifty-year-old spiritual herbs and 1 type of spiritual bone of a first-order monster!
Five Poison Sect: 2 types of hundred-year-old poisonous grasses/5 types of first-level poisonous monsters!
Nihan Mountain: Fifty-year-old spiritual bamboo, and the skins of two first-level high-grade monsters!
Medicine King Valley: Collect the essence and blood of 5 kinds of first-order high-grade monsters/ten 50-year-old elixirs!
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Several major forces asked for tickets, which aroused discussion among the casual cultivators.
"Damn it, I knew these people would be crazy!"
"We all have to sacrifice our lives for the first-class monsters, and we have to give them to them now. I don't agree!"
Ziyue Zhenren looked at the commotion starting again below. Under the mask, she frowned slightly. Just when she made a move, she suddenly stopped again.
Because she saw that although the group of casual cultivators said they didn't want it, their greed defeated their rationality and gradually walked towards the sects' headquarters.
With a satisfied smile and a wave of his hand, the flying boat set off a hurricane and took off again, sending them back to their base.
Gu Changsheng held a homemade map in his hand, with a sly smile on his brows. According to the records in the original book he read, there is actually a secret realm that can lead to Qinglong Cave, so he does not need to follow the wishes of those sects to enter the cave.
But this alone is not enough, he also has to delay the speed of those sects advancing into the cave!
His goal is to find representatives of casual cultivators in this busy market who are eager to enter Qinglong Cave.
I saw Gu Changsheng holding a piece of white paper with writing on it, and then casually wrote two words on it - paper money!
Then he drew a round pattern next to it and quietly squeezed into a group of casual cultivators.
"Fellow Taoist, may I ask your name?" A tall man noticed Gu Changsheng squeezing in and asked.
Gu Changsheng raised his head, his bright eyes glowing with wisdom.
He said slowly: "My name is Situ Yun, and I am from Nihan Mountain."
After listening, the burly man was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized. He patted his head and said with a smile: "Oh! So it's Brother Situ! Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"
Gu Changsheng smiled and nodded: "I dare not, I came here specially this time, hoping to cooperate with fellow Taoists!"
Hearing this, the man immediately showed curiosity: "May I ask Brother Situ if you have any advice?"
"You heard about the tickets those sects want before, right?"
“Don’t you think it’s very expensive?”
Gu Changsheng spoke slowly. Although his tone was calm, every word aroused their emotions.
"Yes, these damn people! Seeing that we have no power, they think we are easy to bully!"
"But brother Situ, what's the use of telling us all this? Aren't you also a Nihanshan person?"
Gu Changsheng smiled mysteriously and said: "Actually, my master doesn't agree with charging tickets, but I can't handle the large number of people, so I have to agree."
"It turns out that Master Ziyue also has times like this." The man sighed, remembering that he was also the leader of a small sect back then, but he was also trapped by the environment and eventually became a casual cultivator.
"So my master, for me, will take you quietly into Qinglong Cave at half price."
"This way I won't offend them or you, and I can make friends with you!"
