Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

Not long after, a refreshing fragrance came from the pot.

Zhou Fang patted the storage bag, took out two sea bowls from it, and said: "Fellow Daoist Xu, come, today I invite you to taste my spiritual rice!"

"Um..." Xu Changan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Thanks, but no need!"

"Why?" Zhou Fang's face became a little aggrieved and he said, "Is it because I'm afraid that the rice is poisonous and I can plot against fellow Taoists?"

Yes, Xu Changan is really afraid.

However, he waved his hands on the surface and said: "No, no, no... where did Brother Zhou think of you? If you don't take me to the market place, you also need a piece of spiritual stone to guide me. If I eat you The Lingmi will make you lose money, Brother Zhou!”

"So, I think I'd better not eat it!"

"Oh!" Zhou Fang nodded and said, "That's true, okay. Anyway, you don't have to waste spiritual energy to travel while you have a rabbit to sit on, so I'll enjoy it myself!"

"Brother Zhou!"

Xu Changan asked again: "What are the markets like and what are the dangers there? Please ask Fellow Daoist Zhou to explain it to me!"

As the saying goes, know your enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger!

After spending a day with the guy in front of him, Xu Changan felt that Zhou Fang was the kind of person who had no scheming intentions and had a pretty good character.

While Zhou Fang was eating the spirit rice with relish, he said: "What's the danger? The market is the safest!"

"This Yunmeng Market was originally organized by the Liancheng Chamber of Commerce. On the one hand, they wanted to absorb the good things from the hands of casual cultivators, and on the other hand, they sold some of the products of their chamber of commerce. Therefore, the safety of the market is important. The Chamber of Commerce is responsible, no one dares to run wild on the territory of the Liancheng Chamber of Commerce!”

"Not to mention that this chamber of commerce is full of items that are urgently needed by cultivators in the world of cultivation. The casual cultivators who come to participate in the market must also have the things you need, Fellow Daoist Xu!"

Through Zhou Fang's introduction, Xu Changan also had a preliminary understanding of this so-called Yunmeng Zeshifang.

It is an annual trade fair hosted by the Chamber of Commerce.

No matter what their purpose is, after going there, it will definitely be beneficial to the casual cultivators.

Trading items is only one aspect. There is another reason why everyone crowds in and squeezes in: if they meet the disciples of those big sects in such a place, they can beg to worship under the sect, even if they become the other party's disciples. Being a handyman or an attendant is much easier than being alone in the world of casual cultivators. The various resources and opportunities of the sect are by no means comparable to a single person trying to practice cultivation.

After eating, Zhou Fang sat cross-legged on the ground, started practicing the exercises.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth slowly condensed bit by bit, turning into a white light a foot above his head. From a distance, it looked like an immortal attaining enlightenment.

I don’t know what kind of immortal technique Zhou Fang is practicing this time?

Xu Changan didn't dare to ask more questions, but he knew that most of the techniques Zhou Fang practiced were not very advanced.

Zhou Fang was practicing on the side, and Xu Changan was a little bored. He took out fifty kilograms of dried meat and threw it to Dabai to eat.

Xu Changan is also very familiar with Dabai's habits. This guy can go without eating for ten days, but he can also eat enough food for ten days in one meal.

A few hours later, Zhou Fang opened his eyes and called it a day. The eastern sky also lit up in fish belly white. The distant peaks seemed to be inlaid with a layer of gold. The winding ridges had a different kind of beauty under the dyeing of the morning glow. .

"Fellow Daoist Zhou has recovered?" Xu Changan asked.

"Well!" Zhou Fang said: "Let's go, there's still half a day's journey. If we hurry up, we can reach Yunmeng Fair before noon!"

"Why!"

The two transformed into two sharp arrows and rose up among the mountains and jungles.

At almost noon, we came out of this mountainous forest area, and the space in front of us suddenly opened up. Occasionally, traces of humans like them could be seen on the left and right. After walking for more than ten miles, a huge lake suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

Zhou Fang stopped and said, "Did you see it? This big lake is Yunmengze. There is a small island in the center of Yunmengze, and the trade fair is on the island!"

Xu Changan looked around and saw that there were more and more monks here.

Even above the head, there are occasionally one or two streaks of golden or cyan light passing by.

"Stop looking!" Zhou Fang said: "The kind of existence that can fly into the sky and escape from the earth is either a senior with a cultivation level of Foundation Establishment or above, or a sect's genius who possesses various treasures. It's very annoying for you to stare at it for such a long time. If you are disrespectful and make them angry, it will be a disaster!"

Xu Changan withdrew his gaze with a look of horror.

"Let's go!"

There were many abandoned canoes by the river, all made by visiting monks. The two of them and the rabbit randomly chose a canoe and paddled through the water.

When we landed on the small island in the middle of the big lake, from a distance, it looked like a prosperous mortal town.

"Hey...this fellow Taoist!"

Not long after the two of them set foot on the island, an old man in his fifties with a goatee walked up next to them. He reached out and took out a storage bag and shook it twice in front of Xu Changan, smiling. He said: "Fellow Taoist, do you want a storage bag?"

Storage bags?

Xu Changan's eyes immediately shone with light: "How to sell it?"

The goatee said: "Five hundred spiritual stones!"

"Let's go!" Zhou Fang pulled Xu Chang'an sharply and said, "Liancheng Chamber of Commerce only sells things for three hundred spirit stones. You are selling them for five hundred. Are you crazy?"

“No, no, no…” The old man ran over with an apologetic look on his face and said, “I can give you a discount, Taoist friend, Taoist friend, don’t leave… 250 yuan, do you want it?”

Xu Changan touched his face, then walked forward without looking back: 250 yuan?

You are the only 250 yuan, your whole family is 250 yuan.

“Do you see the tallest building in front?” Zhou Fang put one hand on Xu Changan’s shoulder and pointed at the huge building in front of the road with the other hand: “This is the Liancheng Chamber of Commerce. Remember, if you can buy things inside, don’t buy them at street stalls, otherwise you will be cheated!”

“Thank you, Brother Zhou!” Xu Changan bowed to Zhou Fang.

Zhou Fang said: "I've been getting along well with you along the way. I originally wanted to ask you for a spirit stone as a guide, but you don't seem to be a rich man, so forget it..."

"Brother, see you later!"

"Remember, if you want to buy or sell, give priority to the Liancheng Chamber of Commerce in front!"

Zhou Fang waved his hand, and his figure quickly disappeared into the crowd on the street.

Xu Changan, holding Dabai, walked slowly on the street. There were monks setting up stalls on both sides of the street, selling a variety of things, most of which Xu Changan didn't recognize.

Amid the noisy hawking and bargaining, Xu Changan finally arrived at the door of the Liancheng Chamber of Commerce that Zhou Fang strongly recommended.

It was indeed a tall building.

The closer you get, the taller it feels.