This inn is obviously specially used for monks like Zhang Ziyu and Taoist Qianhe who come to Mengshanju City to stay, so it is not surprising to see Zhang Ziyu and Taoist Qianhe come in.
After asking the two of them, the waiter opened two rooms, and then Zhang Ziyu and Taoist Master Qianhe went out.
"Uncle Master, shouldn't this Jingshi be in the town?"
"That's not true. Although Mengshan Town has a close relationship with Gezao Mountain, it doesn't mean that the city will be located in the town."
After all, if there are only one or two cultivators, it's fine. If there are more people, it will be a good thing for ordinary people, especially for transactions.
Taoist priest Qianhe said: "There is a stone platform on the top of Mengshan Mountain. The trading place is there. Let's walk. It's only a few steps away."
The two of them climbed to the top of Dream Mountain and found the stone platform that Taoist Master Qianhe had mentioned.
There are many torring rocks on the top of Mengshan Mountain, and the one in the middle is particularly huge. This stone platform is laid out based on the torring rocks. Long strips of bluestone about one meter long and half a meter wide are arranged neatly to form a stone platform.
square.
The entire Shitai Square is a hundred meters wide and almost circular, so it has a large area.
There are not many buildings on the stone platform, and it is very empty. There are only futons every two or three meters, neatly placed.
Some of the futons were empty, while others were already occupied by cultivators of various attires, including Taoist priests, monks, and some people wearing commoners.
In front of these people, there are some things placed, mostly materials, mainly medicinal materials, but of course there are also some magic weapons and the like.
"A futon is just like a stall. Although this place is dominated by the Lingbao sect, there are also casual practitioners from all walks of life. How do you feel?"
"It's a bit like setting up a street stall, except it doesn't seem to be very good at attracting customers."
Taoist priest Qianhe:?
My nephew is thinking clearly, what should I do? Waiting online, urgent.
"We are not ordinary people, and we all barter, so naturally we won't shout loudly."
Zhang Ziyu nodded, this was understandable, and asked: "How long does it take to start setting up a stall?"
"Any time during this half month is fine. Many people will even stay here for half a month."
"Um?"
"The top of Mengshan Mountain has abundant spiritual energy and clear stars. It is also a good place for cultivation. It is not a worthwhile trip if you occasionally communicate with fellow Taoists around you."
Taoist Master Qianhe Zhenzhen said: "Ziyu, you have made rapid progress in cultivation, but you don't have much communication with people from the same sect. Now is an opportunity."
"Uncle Master, I have a question."
"explain."
"Since we can meditate here all the time, why should we get a room first?"
Taoist priest Qianhe couldn't stand it any longer. Can't the angle be so strange? Do I have to tell you that I just forgot?
Both of them are foundation-building practitioners, and they don't have any disciples. They can just meditate and set up a stall for a few days without any problem.
"Find a seat and sit down first. After changing your things, we can leave."
The two found a place on the right side of Shitai Square. There were not many people around.
"Uncle Master, come and sit on the futon."
Taoist priest Qianhe did not refuse. After all, it was a public place. He would not sit on a futon, and letting his nephew sit on it would not be good for his reputation.
However, just as he sat down cross-legged, he suddenly discovered that Zhang Ziyu had deformed the green bricks, and suddenly a stone lounge chair appeared next to him.
Qianhe's face froze, "Senior Brother Four Eyes, you have learned all the bad habits of Senior Brother Four Eyes, right?"
"Uncle Master, do you also want a recliner?"
Zhang Ziyu asked sincerely, but it was a pity that Taoist Master Qianhe was an honest man and wanted to save face. He immediately shook his head and said seriously: "Ziyu, we are outside, please pay attention to the influence..."
"Ru Taoist people once said, I only cultivate my own way, and others dare not speak half of it. Uncle Master, you are in trouble."
Chizuru: Confused!
Zhang Ziyu made a random comment. He wanted to refute who this Ludao man was, but suddenly he thought deeply and felt that this statement... seemed to make sense. Isn't the purpose of cultivating Taoism for freedom?
Thinking of this, my cultivation suddenly relaxed a bit.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to have such a deep understanding. It's because I'm obsessed with you."
Zhang Ziyu is confused!
I can make up any excuse, but if Lu Xun once said it, would you really believe it?
Isn't my uncle a little too honest? Not to mention his master, Taoist Master Four Eyes, even if his uncle Jiu came, he wouldn't believe it.
Qianhe lamented that Zhang Ziyu had a deep understanding. Zhang Ziyu felt complicated, as if he would die miserably if he told his uncle that he was telling nonsense.
Zhang Ziyu made up his mind instantly and refused to tell his uncle even if he was killed.
'First set up a stall, then ask Uncle Yu to watch it for me, and then go shopping around.'
Zhang Ziyu waved his hand, and several porcelain bottles and large bone swords appeared in front of the two people. He showed a small hand, but it attracted the attention of many people, who opened their eyes and looked over from meditating.
"What a young Taoist priest, which sect is this disciple of?"
"You'll know if you ask."
The casual cultivators who were familiar with each other were already discussing. A monk who looked like a big man shouted to Zhang Ziyu: "Young students, I dare to ask where to practice."
"Maoshan disciple Zhang Ziyu has met all fellow Taoists."
To a certain extent, Zhang Ziyu is a social terrorist. Literally, a social terrorist. He replied with a smile and said: "Everyone who is a small businessman, has elixirs, magic weapons, and barter, come and see."
Look."
Zhang Ziyu had no stage fright at all, nor did he show off his cultivation to impress others. All the monks who came first were very happy.
Someone came over and saw that there were indeed a lot of things in front of Zhang Ziyu. The elixirs were placed in porcelain bottles. Nothing could be seen for the time being, but the magic weapon (equipment) felt very intuitive.
Especially the white jade-like white bone sword, which looks like a Han sword, is full of spiritual energy, and has a beautiful style. You can tell at a glance that it is a good magical weapon.
"There's really a lot of stuff."
Some people were watching the fun and spreading the word, so naturally more people came around, with curious expressions on their faces.
Maoshan is a big sect in the cultivation world, and he doesn't come to Mengshan City very often. Now that people suddenly came, it naturally made many people curious.
"Little Taoist Priest, what kind of elixirs do you have here? Why don't you introduce them to me?"
He is still the same big man as before, but the terminology used to address Zhang Ziyu has changed.
He is a casual cultivator, or he started out as a sorcerer. Although he has foundation-building skills, he still has no foundation. When walking alone, facing disciples of major sects, especially calf-protecting sects like Maoshan, it is natural to be careful.
Hearing this, Zhang Ziyu said, "Wait a minute, I'm making arrangements."
As soon as he finished speaking, he tapped his fingertips, and suddenly golden words were drawn in the air. Soon, introductions appeared in front of their respective items, with their names, functions, and minimum redemption requirements clearly written.
This is the transformation of Tongtianlu, and it is not difficult for him.
But this move shocked the monks in the audience. How could this young man be so powerful? He was only twenty years old, right?
Zhang Ziyu looks twenty years old, but is actually almost nineteen years old. However, these onlookers don't know this, otherwise they would be even more shocked.
"You are truly worthy of being a disciple of the great sect."
Some people cast envious glances, while others were envious and a little jealous.
Qian Meng looked at the description of the item, his eyes gradually brightened, and he looked at Zhang Ziyu and asked: "Is your jade bone sword really as effective as yours? Is it as powerful as a middle-grade magic weapon?"
"You'll know if you try it. Now, let's get started."
Zhang Ziyu moved his fingertips, and a jade bone sword flew into Qian Meng's hand.