I have an eternal eye

"I've seen that old thing..."

Cui Laodao frowned, shook his head and said: "The elder of Shanjun Temple was seriously injured when he came to Lushan City. He seemed to be still being hunted and asked for protection from Xuandu Temple."

"When Xu Chen received him, I had seen the old Taoist from a distance. He seemed to be speaking kindly, but he made my hair stand on end for no reason. No one has ever given me such a feeling."

"Furthermore, if ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, most of them will hide from the world and live in seclusion, but this guy is auctioning off the inheritance with great fanfare, don't you think it's weird?"

"There is indeed a problem."

Zhang Biao nodded in agreement, "Monks don't value money that much, especially in this situation."

"Where is that man?"

He decided to investigate first. Anyway, if there was something fishy, ​​his spiritual eyes could see it.

Unexpectedly, Cui Laodao shook his head after hearing this and said, "I don't know either. That person hid after talking to Xu Chen. He said he was avoiding his enemies and would only show up at the auction."

"Hiding?"

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly and asked no more questions.

After the two reminisced about old times, Zhang Biao returned to his room, sat cross-legged and meditated, moved Zhou Tian, ​​and eliminated the erysipelas.

After doing this, it was already late at night.

It was pitch black outside the window, with fire flashing from time to time. Those were the disciples of the Tiandi Sect who were watching the night, and they all looked a little nervous.

Zhang Biao was not surprised when he saw it.

With the outbreak of corpse plague and the auction, Lushan City will be in troubled times these days.

And this auction does reveal something weird...

………………

The next day, there was thunder and heavy rain.

After breakfast, Zhang Biao and Zheng Yongxiang went out and headed to the north of the city under the leadership of Cui Laodao.

They were very curious about the practitioners' market.

As a local snake and the nominal manager of the market, Cui Laodao naturally wanted to show them around.

Although Lushan City is located in a basin, it is not in the center of a plain. Instead, it is built on a mountain, with the vast mountains at its back.

Because of the plague, there were few people on the streets. Coupled with the thick fog and heavy rain, it looked empty and like a ghost town.

Everyone held umbrellas and came to the north of the city. They saw a mountain road built with bluestones and mottled with time. There were bamboo forests on both sides, winding upwards and leading into the thick fog.

"The top is Lushan Academy."

Cui Laodao explained: "Since the falling out with the court, those stubborn scholars have been looking for trouble every day. When King Huaizhou was angry, he ordered the closure of Lushan Academy. Many of them are still in prison."

"The practitioners' market must not be opened in the city, so City Lord Zheng opened Lushan Academy and handed it over to me, the Taoist priest..."

Zheng Yongxiang also sneered: "They are not that simple. It's just that Confucianism used to set the stage and the big guys sang the show. But now the world has changed. They are not willing to be swept away and just want to stand out..."

Everyone walked and chatted as they climbed up the stairs.

Soon, a large academy appeared in front of them. The plaques on both sides had been removed, and there were soldiers sent by Lushan City to guard the door.

This academy is built with extraordinary momentum, with flying beams and arches looming in the mist. Before entering, there are archways. Students who have gone up the mountain before will definitely be in awe when they see it.

But now the sound of books is no longer there, and there is no connection with mortals.

"This market is divided into morning and afternoon sessions."

Cui Laodao introduced as he walked: "Monks seldom use money to trade, so they barter in the morning. Whatever you like, you can trade it as long as you negotiate good terms."

"In the afternoon, there will be an auction. If you have something good, you can spread the word so that buyers can prepare in advance."

"Lushan City will not take any commission from all transactions."

Zheng Yongxiang also nodded slightly and whispered to Zhang Biao: "The lord of Lushan City is called Zheng Huainan. He is from my family. He was quite famous when he was young, so he got the position of the lord of the city."

"His eldest son also worshiped in Xuandu Temple. This move was not only for the future of Lushan City, but also to use the resources of the Zheng family to help his son practice..."

Zhang Biao said calmly: "Everyone is selfish, it's not surprising."

After entering the academy, Cui Laodao introduced it, "Now the market has just started and there are few things, so I trade in Zhengxintang in the morning."

With that said, he handed Zhang Biao a badge, "The auction is scheduled for three days later. The defense will be taken care of by Xuandu Guan and the city lord. I'm going to check the process. You can go shopping first."

"Okay, you get busy first."

Zhang Biao nodded and took the badge.

Zhengxin Hall is the main hall of Lushan Academy. It is extremely large. In the past, thousands of people chanted sutras in the hall, which can be called a scene in Huaizhou.

Entering the main hall, as Cui Laodao said, there were not many people.

The entire hall is divided into large and small rooms, which are made of bricks and stones and arranged neatly. They are roughly divided into four areas: herbs, materials, magical instruments, and classics.

Both orderly and private.

After Zhang Biao saw it, he felt a little dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the small commodity wholesale market in his previous life.

Zheng Yongxiang was full of praise and said in a low voice: "This Taoist Cui is really a genius. He did it like this. If anyone breaks the rules and ruins other people's business, they will inevitably be besieged. On the contrary, it can save manpower."

Zhang Biao also nodded and looked towards the center of the hall.

There is an altar set up there, and several Taoist priests from Xuandu Temple are meditating. Once something goes wrong, the altar can be activated and the power of the divine court can be used to suppress it.

The layout is considered clever, but it also proves that Xuandu Guan is short of manpower in Huaizhou and cannot withstand any serious difficulties.

Seeing that the Taoist priests from Xuandu Temple noticed him, Zhang Biao nodded slightly and took Zheng Yongxiang to the herbal medicine area.

On the central altar, several Taoists looked solemn.

"Senior brother, is that Tai Sui?"

"Well, Senior Brother Mo Yangcheng Lingchong has dealt with him, and he is considered friendly, but this person is both good and evil, and his Taoism is profound, so you should be careful and careful."

"Uncle Xuchen has given instructions. The auction is coming soon, and dragons and snakes will inevitably gather together. As long as there is no trouble in the academy, there is no need to pay attention..."

"Yes, senior brother."

Zhang Biao didn't have the supernatural power of heavenly ears, so he took Zheng Yongxiang to wander around the herbal medicine area without knowing what a few people said.

When monks trade, they naturally don't yell randomly.

Only half of the shops in the herbal medicine area are used by people. All medicinal materials are sealed and stored in clay pots, and only the names are written on wooden boards.

Zhang Biao looked at several of them and was disappointed.

Of course, there is no need to mention the precious medicines. Even these shallow wild cultivators can't get them, but none of them are even top-grade.

It wasn't until I reached the end of the herbal medicine area that I saw a large shop with the name Baishan Pavilion. The doorkeeper was dressed in neat black clothes and looked quite impressive.

Zhang Biao immediately used his spiritual vision.

Those disciples were all members of the Youzhou Five Immortals Sect.

With a thought in his mind, he walked into the shop.

When the boss saw him, he thought of something. His eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward and said, "But Mr. Tai Sui?"

Zhang Biao was a little surprised, "Do you know me?"

The boss smiled and said: "Sir's name has been spread far and wide before the fog disaster. It is not possible for everyone to be wanted by the Yuzhen Mansion, the Fire Sect, and the Sesshou Sect."

He did not hide his background and said with a smile: "I am Bai Sanlang, from the Five Immortals Sect in Youzhou. Not long after I arrived in Huaizhou, I heard that Mr. Tai Sui was also here."

"It turns out to be a master disciple of the Five Immortals Sect."

Zhang Biao had already seen this person's information clearly through his spiritual eyes, and pretended to be confused and asked, "Youzhou is far away from here. I never thought I would come to Huaizhou."

"Hahaha…"

Bai Sanlang smiled and said: "Not only Huaizhou, but all the states in the world, our Five Immortals Sect has sent personnel. After all, the scenery from all directions will not just gather in one place."

"That is."

Zhang Biao also nodded in agreement, and then asked curiously: "The Five Immortals Sect is close to the northern border, and there are many rare treasures in the Snowy Mountains. Something strange happened at the beginning, how is it now?"

Bai Sanlang smiled mysteriously, "The snow-capped mountains are shrouded in thick fog, making it difficult for mortals to enter, but to be honest, our main altar of the Five Immortals Sect is located in the snow-capped mountains."

When Zhang Biao heard this, he immediately understood.

When he bought medicine at Jixianfang, he heard that strange things happened all over the place. In the Snowy Mountains of Northern Xinjiang, the main producing area of ​​ginseng, a strange fog started early, and none of the ginseng pickers who went into the mountains came back.

It turns out that these guys are up to something...

Thinking of this, he stopped talking and looked at the wooden board in the distance, frowning, "No high-grade elixir?"

"What did Mr. Tai Sui say?"

Bai Sanlang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It has only been less than a year since the world changed. How can there be precious medicines? But if you want it, sir, there are high-quality medicinal materials in the shop."

After saying that, he ordered the waiter to take out a wooden box from the hidden compartment, opened it solemnly, and said in a low voice: "This century-old blood ginseng has become a high-quality product after its spiritual energy has recovered. It is the treasure of the small shop."

After Zhang Biao looked at it, his heart was completely unmoved.

This blood ginseng has taken the form of a human, but it is the same as the one he got from Liang Qiuyue. It is barely of high quality and is of little use to him.

However, since Tie Yucheng has just started cultivating, this medicine is just right.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao asked: "Your religion has come all the way, and it's definitely not for silver. What do you want in exchange?"

Bai Sanlang's eyes flashed, "Mr. Tai Sui is a master, and I don't talk nonsense. I heard that you have inherited Fang Xiangzong, are there any exotic herbs found in the spiritual world?"

Zhang Biao said thoughtfully: "Your religion has an immortal family that worships it. It should be easy to find medicine in the spiritual world."

Bai Sanlang's eyes twitched slightly, "It involves the secrets of our sect, so it's hard to say more, but it's really not easy."

"oh?"

Zhang Biao was stunned and then thought of something.

In "Youxian Ji", Tu Lingzi once mentioned that the immortals worshiped by the Five Immortals Sect in Youzhou are both secular gods and are related to demons.

Some powerful "demon" and "spirits" can open up small spaces, so-called "cave heavens", like mice digging holes.

The Daxue Mountain was once full of spiritual energy and numerous monsters, so there were many mysterious places that even the Five Immortals Sect did not dare to set foot in. The spiritual world, in particular, was even more dangerous.

This spiritual energy has just recovered. Even if they can find the immortal spirit body to worship, they may not be much better.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao pondered for a moment and took out half a piece of Awakening Herb from his arms, "Is this okay?"

He picked these god-awakening herbs from the Dragon Corpse Medicine Field and gave some to Yanshangu, but only half of them were left.

"This is...the God-awakening grass!"

Bai Sanlang exclaimed with pain in his eyes: "What a waste of natural resources, Mr. Tai Sui still has it, we want them all!"

really…

Zhang Biao secretly smiled in his heart, this Awakening God Grass only detoxified and detoxified him, but for cultivating incense and fire secular gods, it was no weaker than the precious medicine.

Thinking of the seeds scattered in the Willow Spirit Divine Realm, he felt hot in his heart, but his expression remained calm, "It took a lot of effort to find this thing, and only half of it is left."

Seeing Bai Sanlang's eyes full of disappointment, he whispered: "It's not a problem to help you search in the spirit world. It just depends on how much your religion is willing to pay."

Bai Sanlang's breathing became rapid, "What do you want, sir?"

Zhang Biao's eyes also became solemn, "The world has changed dramatically, I am alone, and I am kept in the dark about many things."

"I want to know what's going on in this world!"

This was another purpose of his coming to Lushan City.

For many things, the sect's reputation was very tight, Lingchong was too vigilant, and it was difficult for him to take action against Xuanduguan. The elders of the Shanjun Temple were hiding again, so he had no choice but to control the Five Immortals Sect.

After hearing this, Bai Sanlang's expression changed and he stopped talking.

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, "In that case, forget it."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Sir, wait a minute!"

When he was about to go out, Bai Sanlang's eyes were filled with uncertainty, and he finally said, "I can't make the decision on this matter, but the elder of my religion will come to Lushan City tomorrow. If he agrees, he will discuss it with you in detail."

Zhang Biao didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Then, he took Zheng Yongxiang to the magic weapon area. After taking a few steps, he saw the back of a graceful woman.

Seeing this, Zheng Yongxiang whispered: "Master Immortal, that is the ginger fish hired by the Wang family to worship."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Biao saw murderous intent boiling in his eyes...