Although he said that, Chen Mo was not stupid. If the battle was really as fierce as they said, with the strength of Zhao Shu and Mu Zhanying, they would have been solved long ago. Can they still sit here drinking and chatting?
But there is definitely a fight.
Chen Mo thought it would be fine as long as he didn't get involved, but he wasn't sure, so he asked: "Brother Mu, since it's such a mess outside, is there a way to reach Beihuang County safely?"
"Yes, there is..." Mu Zhanying explained: "Spend twenty spiritual stones and sign up at the City Lord's Mansion to ride on the flying boat of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom. No monk will dare to intercept you, and the journey will be smooth!"
Zhao Shu chuckled and said: "That's something specially prepared for a family of cultivators. Poor casual cultivators like us only need 40 spiritual stones for a round trip. Who can afford it?"
After Chen Mo got what he wanted to know, he brought the topic to another place. For a while, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.
After three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes, the two of them invited Chen Mo to join the team looking for the Fate-Resisting Pill. Naturally, he refused again.
On the morning of the next day, Chen Mo came to the City Lord's Mansion. Sure enough, as Mu Zhanying said, there was a special ticket-selling monk. After paying the spirit stone, he gave him a black card and told him that he could only set off if there were ten people. Wait in the courtyard for a while.
At this time, there were already eight handsome men and women in the courtyard, and they were gathering in two small circles to chat. Seeing that they were all dressed like those from wealthy families, including Chen Mo, one more person was ready to go.
"Eh? Which Taoist family does this fellow Taoist come from? Is he very face-to-face?"
The circle of young cultivators soon discovered Chen Mo, and a man with a handsome face came over and started talking to him.
"I'm not a monk from an aristocratic family, or I've never been on a flying boat, so I came here to experience it." Chen Mo said calmly.
"Oh, so that's it..." The monk glanced at Chen Mo's cultivation and walked back with a cold expression.
For children like them, the eleventh level of Qi refining is the normal level. Naturally, they felt that they were not the same as Chen Mo, a monk at the tenth level of Qi refining. Soon they lost interest in talking, and the previous people started chatting passionately again. .
Chen Mo was also happy, it was best if no one bothered him.
He planned to take a look first, and if what he saw along the way was not too dangerous, he would go back and forth alone next time, so he wouldn't have to spend the twenty yuan of spiritual stones.
Not long after, another young and beautiful female cultivator came into the courtyard, six men and four women. Except for Chen Mo's clothes, which were a bit unsociable, the rest were normal.
"Everyone is here? Let's go then."
A middle-aged monk wearing brown robes walked out of the main hall. His cultivation was unfathomable. Everyone immediately stopped talking when they saw this. He led everyone to the city gate with a wave of his hand, patted the storage bag, and a mini cyan boat appeared in his palm.
"go!"
The small boat swelled in the wind, and in a few breaths it stretched into a blue flying boat about two feet long and half a foot wide. There were also two rows of seats built inside the boat. From a distance, a sheet of mist could be seen.
Ten people, including Chen Mo, entered the flying boat one after another, and the foundation-building monk injected spiritual power into it. The boat first lifted off smoothly, then suddenly accelerated and sped away to the north.
An hour later, Beihuang County.
Everyone jumped off the flying boat, and the foundation-building monk also put it back into his storage bag. He told him that if he wanted to go back, he should go to the city lord's mansion to find him, and then he walked into the dense crowd and disappeared.
"...As expected of Beihuang County, I saw so many people before I even entered the city!"
Chen Mo did not say goodbye like the group of aristocratic family members, but followed the crowd into the city.
This place is more lively than Hengfu County, with noisy voices echoing in my ears. Half-foot-tall willow trees are planted on both sides of the street, and there are a lot of people coming and going.
Willow trees are shady, and various vendors selling weapons, charms, and exercise books are hiding in the shade. They uniformly set up their stalls with blue background cloth. From one end of the street, it looks like two surging waves. wave.
Chen Mo walked around and got a rough idea of the price of each item. They were not much different from what he saw at the Tianding Chamber of Commerce in Yuncheng. The only thing that could widen the gap was the quality.
He walked for a while, and the willow trees disappeared and were replaced by antique attic buildings or small houses with white walls and gray tiles.
Teahouses, inns, shops, and romantic places are all here.
As Chen Mo walked, he thought about the scene he just saw on the flying boat.
There were indeed scenes of fighting in the suburbs of the two prefectures and counties, but the scale was not large. Chen Mo's cultivation was enough to deal with it. He had already thought about it. After registering, he would visit the stalls in Beihuang County and see if he could. He rushed back to Hengfu County alone and saved twenty spiritual stones.
"Huh? That's interesting."
Chen Mo glanced at it casually, and suddenly stopped in front of a restaurant called Tianhefang. He saw the sign hanging outside the door, frowned, and stepped in.
"Shangxian, our store is closed now!" The waiter saw Chen Mo crossing the threshold and quickly ran over to inform him.
Chen Mo glanced at the common people who were eating and drinking not far away from the room, and suddenly said: "I'm here to participate in the trade fair."
"Shangxian, you are really good at joking. This place is a restaurant, how can it be a place for trading?" the waiter said with a chuckle.
Chen Mo snorted, and the spiritual pressure fluctuations at the eleventh level of Qi Refining were completely displayed.
The waiter hurriedly bowed and said: "Don't be upset, Immortal! I will take you upstairs right now!"
He followed the waiter up the stairs and turned to a corner on the second floor. A wall on the west side was covered with all kinds of masks. The waiter also took him here.
"Shangxian, you can choose a mask at will, then go to the room on the far right and wait. I will leave now." After the waiter finished speaking, he walked downstairs respectfully.
This place did a good job of keeping the identity of the monks secret. Chen Mo found that there was a special place for changing clothes to prevent the waiter from recognizing what someone looked like. Chen Mo selected a fox-like one among hundreds of masks and examined it carefully. After checking that there was no problem, he injected spiritual power and put it on his face.
Apart from the icy cold touch, there was nothing unusual. Chen Mo did as the waiter said. His body was alert with spiritual power and could take action at any time. Although he felt that no one would use force in the city, it was always right to be careful.
Pushing the door open and entering, the light in the room instantly dimmed, causing Chen Mo's eyes to narrow involuntarily.
This room is very spacious, enough to accommodate a hundred people. There are ten Taishi chairs in the four directions of east, west, north and south against the wall. The distance between each chair is about two feet. In the middle of the room, there is a huanghuali table. , with an oil lamp placed above it, providing most of the view into the house.
What made Chen Mo wary was that there were nearly thirty people sitting in the room at this time, but there was no sound. Because of the mask, he could not see the specific situation clearly, but it was certain that there were no monks at the tenth level of Qi Refining inside.
"New Taoist friends, please find a chair and sit down. The exchange meeting is about to begin."
Sitting in the center of the north, the monk wearing a tiger mask said calmly to Chen Mo, and at the same time, his cultivation was unabashedly released.
"Foundation-building monk!"
Chen Mo suppressed the shock in his heart, found a seat with no one on either side, and sat down without being too far away from the other people. He closed his eyes and rested his mind.
He thought he had made a mistake just now. The ordinary people eating were all transformed by illusions. The sign at the door did not say "closed" but the words "Secret Trade Fair".
Fortunately, he had some basic knowledge of formations, and his cultivation was not weak at the same time. The two were indispensable, and he might have missed this hidden trade fair.
Chen Mo heard from his master that things traded in places like this are generally not visible to the public, and most of the items come from improper sources. It can be regarded as half a black market.
I just don’t know if there is any cheating or not.
After another time of burning incense, the foundation-building monk coughed lightly and then said slowly: "It's almost time. Fellow Taoists, have you invited any friends who haven't come yet? If you don't have any opinions, This exchange meeting begins.”
No one answered. Chen Mo, who was under the fox mask, nodded secretly. It seemed that he was the only foundation-building monk here, and the remaining thirty people could support several Qi Refining Perfection Masters, so the threat was not too great.
The foundation-building monk added: "Whether you are a newcomer or a Taoist friend who has participated in the secret trade fair, I need to reiterate a few rules here. Don't touch the bottom line here. Repeatedly disobeying the advice...the consequences conceited!"
"First, when it's not your turn, don't interrupt."
"Second, it is forbidden to inquire about the origin of items here. Of course, you can buy and sell at will."
"Third, our identity is absolutely confidential. After the transaction is completed, we can leave this place through the secret passage without worrying about the risk of being killed and taking the treasure. Please rest assured, fellow Taoists."
Seeing that the foundation-building monk was so kind, all the monks lowered their guard. A bold monk smiled lightly and said: "Senior, since everyone is a little dull, let me start with the junior!"
Chen Mo looked intently and saw that this was a monk wearing a black bear mask. His cultivation level was similar to his, and he looked like he was at the eleventh level of Qi refining.
"Okay, let's start with you, and the next one will continue from your right." The foundation-building monk in charge said calmly: "First tell me the items you want to sell."
"good!"
The monk wearing a black bear mask stood up from his chair, walked to the middle of the oil lamp, and bowed to the monks present. Then with a flash of black light, he took out an ink-colored writing brush from the storage bag. Put it on the table.
Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were attracted to his treasure. If you dare to be the first to take the lead, you will definitely have something good. Everyone was refreshed and they were all ready to watch.
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