It turns out that people's hope is not only to gather among the people, but also to be recognized by those great Confucian scholars who have advanced in Confucianism and Taoism. It can also attract unimaginable people to come.

This rich aura of popularity is enough to match the aura of a Confucian and Taoist master.

If human hope and awe-inspiring energy are combined, can the land of a county be controlled and guarded by a county?

Forget it, not interested.

Han Muye used all his strength to restrain the man's gaze, activating the fusion of his aura energy and spiritual energy.

After sending ten more middle-grade spiritual stones, the flying boat flew across the sky without resting.

On the third day, it finally stopped.

"Is this Jinchuan Castle?"

From the bow of the ship, the great demon Hibiscus sighed.

Han Muye stood up and walked out with a look of emotion on his face.

Ahead, the rising spiritual light covered the sky and dyed the entire sky in various colors.

Stretching pavilions, layer upon layer, all the way to the horizon.

Roads and rivers divide the city into pieces.

Hope.

At this moment, Han Muye's eyes were filled with purple halos flashing.

The so-called desire is what all people think about.

Confucianism and Taoism used the power of thousands of thoughts to suppress the world.

With the harmony of heaven and earth, the general trend will be achieved.

This is Zhongzhou.

This is Jinchuan Castle.

"The mountains and rivers are so beautiful. How can we, Confucian and Taoist practitioners, hold the power of this world and not be so heartless and stupid as to die?"

Standing on the bow of the boat, Kong Chaode sighed softly.

The beauty of this world is like brocade, all gathered in one city, which is called Jinchuan.

With such mountains and rivers, no wonder Wen Xiang wanted to protect them with all his strength.

Among practitioners in the world, who doesn’t want to see this kind of world remain undefeated for eternity?

Han Mu was ambitious and suddenly understood.

"Jinchuan in Western Shu is so prosperous, so what does the imperial city look like?" Mu Jin stood there, a trace of confusion flashing across his face.

Imperial city?

Kong Chaode's eyes were filled with confusion, and he said softly: "Twelve capitals in the sky, towers stacked thousands of miles apart. Immortal clouds are three thousand feet tall, and divine light shoots down at the bullfight."

"The imperial city is the capital of heaven."

Hibiscus led the wood demons on a flying boat, followed the guidance in Jinchuan City, and went to the governor's house to deliver the elixir.

Han Muye and Kong Chaode, along with Lin Shen and the little demon Tantan, quietly got off the flying boat and headed toward the city along the hundred-foot-wide bluestone avenue.

Entering the city, all you can see are practitioners.

There are spiritual monks with shining auras, and there are sword cultivators who carry their swords and move forward.

There are Confucian and Taoist practitioners with awe-inspiring auras, and there are demon cultivators with weird figures.

There are demon cultivators with demonic energy and Buddhist cultivators with bald heads.

Mortals and practitioners, Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, Demons and Demons, this is the great city of Zhongzhou.

Shops and various signboards line both sides of the street.

There is no shortage of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and elixir shops and magic weapon shops are everywhere.

After going in and out of several shops, Han Muye and the others could see many elixirs of extraordinary quality.

Finally, after Kong Chaode paid two middle-grade spiritual stones, the four of them got into a carriage.

The horse pulling the cart is a spirited colt that can travel eight thousand miles in a day.

Only the driver who pulled the cart was familiar with the entire Jinchuan City and could lead them to Fujin Trading Company.

Then, after a while, the carriage circled the street and dropped them off.

The carriages and horses are from Fujin Automobile Co., Ltd.

Stop in front of the 51st store of Fujin Commercial Bank.

The shrewd Kong Chaode watched the carriage drive away and stamped his feet twice.

If I had just taken a few more steps forward, I wouldn't have spent the two hundred spirit stones in vain.

Lingshihua's injustice was secondary, but the most important thing was that he lost his face.

Among these four people, he is the only one who was born and raised in Zhongzhou.

He promised that the people of Zhongzhou would not kill the people of Zhongzhou.

"When I hear your accent, it sounds like you're from the south. Who else are you going to kill if you don't kill me?" grinned the old man sitting by the roadside basking in the sun.

"This business is really quite big." Han Muye said in a low voice as he looked up at the shop front that took up half of the street.

"No, Fujin Trading Company is one of the three major trading houses in Jinchuan. There are seventy-two shops in Jinchuan City alone."

When the old man basking in the sun spoke, his tone showed the pride of the locals.

Han Muye and the others had only taken a few steps when they were greeted by a man in Tsing Yi from the store.

This guy accompanied Han Muye and the others the whole time as they purchased the products in the store.

"Sir, please look at this floor. Most of the items on this floor are pens, inks, paper and inkstones, ranging from commonplace items to Confucian and Taoist treasures."

"On the second floor, there are all kinds of magic weapons and talismans, from mortal weapons to spiritual weapons."

Master, please come with me, this third floor is for elixirs and spiritual materials, from ninth-grade pills to sixth-grade pills, they are all sold here."

"On the third floor is the VIP reception area. If you need it, I can make arrangements for you."

The most important thing you need to be a clerk is your eyesight.

The green-clothed guy had good eyesight, and he could immediately tell that Han Muye was the backbone of the four, and everyone gathered around him during the introduction.

Not to mention, Jinchuan City, where the essence of this county is located, really has all kinds of treasures.

Just the treasures in the study room. Among the spiritual weapons, spiritual materials and elixirs, Han Muye saw many that caught his eye.

The refining technique of the spiritual weapon is good, and more importantly, the amount of spiritual materials mixed in it is very high.

According to its selling price, if you bring it back to Xijiang, you can make a profit by smelting it and extracting the spiritual materials.

The quality of those elixirs is also very good, and many of them are hard to find in Western Xinjiang. They are all sold in this business, and the prices are not too expensive.

When Han Muye came to Zhongzhou to do business, he not only came to sell elixirs and swords, he would also take them if needed.

After handing a jade slip to Lin Shen and asking the wood demon Tantan to help him collect the elixir he was interested in on the third floor, Han Muye and Kong Chaode walked up to the fourth floor.

Tan Tan's knowledge of elixirs is much better than Lin Shen's, and she can help Han Muye choose the best quality elixirs.

Hearing that Han Muye asked her for help, the little wood demon was extremely happy and agreed repeatedly.

The waiter led Han Muye and Kong Chaode into a quiet room by the window. Within a moment, a young man wearing a navy blue robe was attracted.

"I am Liao Chen, one of the shopkeepers here." The young man glanced at Han Muye and Kong Chaode, and then handed over to Han Muye: "Young Master can come here, it is really brilliant."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

Several maids in pink clothes came forward and served melon and fruit refreshments.

Sitting across from Han Muye, Liao Chen raised his head and said, "I wonder what you need, sir? Our Fujin Trading Company still has some resources in Jinchuan City."

There is humility and a bit of pride in these words.

Fujin Trading Company is so big in Jinchuan that almost everything that can be sold in Jinchuan city can be found here.

As for what cannot be sold, it depends on who buys it.

Han Muye nodded and handed over the letter written by Dongfang.

It was an unexpected surprise to get this letter from Dongfang Shu.

Originally, as discussed with Kong Chaode, he would come to Jinchuan City to slowly look for a trading firm to cooperate with.

Now that there is a letter from Dongfang Shu, if the Fujin Trading Company can cooperate, it will save them a lot of effort.

Liao Chen took the letter, opened it, stood up and said, "The young master was introduced by Mr. Dongfang."

He carefully closed the letter and returned it with both hands: "Mr. Dongfang is very knowledgeable and is a good friend of my father. We, the descendants of the Liao family, have all studied under Mr. Dongfang."

Having said this, he shook his head and said regretfully: "It's a pity that my Liao family is engaged in business, and none of the younger generations can really make great achievements in Confucianism."

Of course Han Muye knew that Dongfang Shu's statement that he had not taught one of his disciples was a lie.
To be continued...