Ma Long and the four of them got out of the car and walked into the park.
Entering the park, Ma Long felt that not only the surrounding flowers and plants had reversed their growth, but also the air and temperature were in a comfortable state of spring. Fortunately, Ma Long's body was no longer afraid of cold and heat since he passed the foundation building, so he entered winter.
Since then, I have been wearing a long-sleeved shirt. Even if I suddenly switch to spring mode, I will not feel uncomfortable.
But Mr. Gu and Mr. Han couldn't help it. They were wearing a little too much, so they took off their woolen sweaters and took them in their hands.
At the entrance of the park, there was a hall with a storage box inside. The two old men stored the clothes they took off in the storage box, then turned around and came out to meet Ma Long and Yu Yiming.
Because of today's casual cultivator meeting, the entire park was reserved, and there were no more people hanging around, so the park seemed a bit deserted at first. However, Malone discovered that although the park is usually open, there are no fences or walls, only the middle
A lot of trees were planted to delineate the boundaries. But today, perhaps considering that ordinary people are not allowed to enter, there are barriers between these trees to block the outside world.
Once there was any disturbance, Ma Long could clearly see the fluctuations in the surrounding barrier. At the same time, he became more and more looking forward to this conference. Today, just seeing the layout of the barrier and the flowers and plants growing against each other opened his eyes.
Already.
The four of them walked into a narrow path and passed through a long cobblestone road. At a T-junction in front of them, they saw many people setting up stalls in the distance. Each stall was filled with bottles and cans.
"This is the bartering section." Mr. Yu introduced. "Occasionally, you can find some treasures. But the chance, hey, is lower than if you meet a pure yin woman here."
Seeing those bottles and jars, Ma Long asked, "Can I find some better elixirs here?"
Mr. Yu shook his head: "At most, it is the kind of semi-finished product I gave you, because good alchemists are monopolized by the sect. Of course, some casual cultivators will also obtain higher-quality pills through other ways.
Medicines are sold at exorbitant prices, so don’t even think about them.”
"Where are the natural materials and earthly treasures?" Ma Long asked unwillingly, "There must be some sales of these materials." He thought that alchemists were monopolized by the sect, so the natural materials and earthly treasures not only grow in the sect, but also all over the world.
Maybe you can find it in a place like this.
But Yu Lao shook his head again: "If you really come across good heavenly materials and earthly treasures, they are all cultivators who know the goods. Generally, you take them yourself, but most of them are sold to the sect. Because the sect is not short of money, you can get it
When you come to this kind of conference to sell, you still have to bargain."
After hearing this, Ma Long couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. In this case, what's the point of this bartering area?
Mr. Yu chuckled: "It's just to give everyone a platform to get to know each other and make friends. The things sold are not worth anything. The purpose of coming and going is not to make money, but to expand contacts."
Ma Long was still a little unwilling to give up. He visited every stall and found that they were all very ordinary materials. They were of little help to his current level of cultivation, and the prices were quite high.
As time went by, there were more and more people at the venue, and the bartering area became more and more lively. The originally narrow aisle was full of people.
Mr. Yu is considered a veteran here, and people passing by everywhere say hello and exchange a few words. Mr. Gu and Mr. Han are just having fun. They are both ordinary people and don't know anyone here.
"There are a lot of people here, let's go to the main venue to have a look." Yu Lao walked around, but found it boring and didn't see anything new, so he called Ma Long and the others and walked in another direction.
Along the way, the number of people gradually increased. After walking for about ten minutes, suddenly a vast expanse of sight suddenly opened up. The entire square was circular, about the size of two or three football fields, and there were about 100 people in the square who had already attended the meeting.
Thousands of people were chatting happily with each other.
Ma Long entered the square and stood on the periphery of the crowd. His heart was shocked again. There were thousands of people in the square, about seven floors up, and Ma Long couldn't feel their true strength.
In other words, with Ma Long's current alchemy level, placed in a square with a thousand people, his cultivation level has fallen to the middle and lower levels. Moreover, half of the other people who are less than three levels below him are actually not as good as him.
He is an ordinary person like Mr. Han. In other words, to put it simply, Ma Long’s cultivation level is at the bottom here!
I really don’t know it until I see it, and I’m shocked when I see it. Since Ma Long practiced the Hunyuan Zhenjue, his life has been smooth, and his cultivation speed is not slow, and he is often very proud. But today he came to the gathering of cultivators.
He found that his level was not even up to par. This reality hit him deeply.
He now also deeply feels the jingle that Mr. Yu mentioned before: distraction is not as good as a dog. Only when you leave the body and walk around the streets can you transform into a higher level. No wonder the sect's vision is so high. It turns out that even the unfettered
Most of the casual cultivators in the country have cultivated golden elixirs, and Ma Long is only in the elixir-forming stage now, and he is worse than a dog in the distraction stage...
"Oh, I didn't expect that the young master of Fu Sect is here..." Mr. Yu muttered in a low voice, and introduced to Ma Long and the others in a low voice, "Look over there, that's Fu Jun, the young master of Fu Sect, one of the nine major sects.
people."
Ma Long looked in the direction of the old man's finger, and saw several young men standing under a large locust tree. One of them had a handsome appearance, sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looked outstanding among the crowd. He
Wearing a blue robe, but his hair is neatly short, not like the image of long-haired handsome men in costume dramas. His hands are slender and slender, and he touches his eyebrows from time to time. And his pair of sword eyebrows
It’s also really eye-catching.
This was the second time Ma Long heard the name Fu Zong. The first time was when he was fighting against Qing Songzi. He mistakenly thought he was from Fu Zong. At that time, Qing Songzi was very afraid of Fu Zong, and Feng Lingxue even used
Fake identity to scare him.
"The young sect master of such a large sect would actually come to such a gathering of casual cultivators?" Ma Long felt a little surprised, as if he had seen the crown prince running to a beggar gang meeting to call himself brother to a beggar.
Yu Laogan laughed twice, and suddenly lowered his voice and said to Ma Long: "But I have heard some rumors about him. One of them must be of interest to you, or you should feel it, right?"
"What? What do you feel?" Ma Long was confused.
Mr. Yu continued to whisper: "I heard that Fu Junren, like you, is also a pure yang body!"
