The fairy is fierce

At night.

A small pleasure boat sailed along the Kutuo River and entered the brightly lit Zhuoyan City.

Zuo Lingquan stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the various people on both sides of the street.

Zhuoyan City is similar to Qihuang Town outside Qihuang Valley. It is named after the Zhuoyan Sect built along the river. Strictly speaking, it is a wild market for immortals.

The reason why it is called "wild" is that there are such places near each sect for local cultivators to gather and socialize, and the routes designated by the nine sects cannot be covered by each sect. These places are maintained by the local sects and are not as safe as Linyuan Port.

Zhuoyan City is famous for refining instruments, and various magic instruments are indispensable for cultivators. The prosperity of this place is obvious; as the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Many small sects and casual cultivators who are good at refining instruments will also rent hilltop courtyards with abundant spiritual energy around Zhuoyan City to earn some immortal money with their skills.

According to the information provided by Shangguan Lingye, Lei Hongliang was a disciple of Tiandi City. Later, his master was expelled from Tiandi City and was implicated and left the sect. Relying on his relationship, he was taken in by the lower sect Zhuoyan City and became a guest official, gradually becoming famous.

Zuo Lingquan met Zhang Zhengye and others at noon. After a little inquiry, he learned that Lei Hongliang had a high status in Zhuoyan City because of his good craftsmanship. He also held the position of the elder of Zhuoyan Sect and rarely showed up.

As for the realm, Lei Hongliang, as a weapon refiner, was given natural materials and treasures by others, and it was impossible for him to fight with others, so no one knew the specific realm of Youhuang.

Apart from these, Zuo Lingquan was unable to find out anything else, so he said goodbye halfway and took a boat to Zhuoyan City first.

Zhuoyan City is located in the upper reaches of the Kutuo River. There are few ordinary people in the city. All you can see on the street are cultivators. The majority are in the Qi Refining Realm, and no one can see higher.

Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxun had been stuck in the small cabin for a few days and felt a little bored. They came out and stood beside Zuo Lingquan, looking at the environment on the street.

Because they were in a foreign place, the two women dressed very well. They wore veils and hats. Wu Qingwan even deliberately made her chest look smaller, while Tang Jingxun changed into an ordinary cloth skirt.

Tuanzi was naughty and smart, and it was easy to attract attention. Zuo Lingquan suffered a loss in Linyuan Port. This time, he taught Tuanzi a good lesson on the road and told him to play dumb, otherwise he would be cut off from food.

Tuanzi was very obedient and stopped calling. He squatted on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, tilted his head and had dull eyes. It was obvious that he was stupid.

It was not easy for Zuo Lingquan to teach her to this point, so he didn't care about Tuanzi anymore. After the pleasure boat docked at a place with many boats, he walked onto the street.

Shangguan Lingye's private ferry was a magic weapon customized by Yanyuelin. It had all the functions of ordinary ferries, and a lot of special functions; hiding whereabouts and automatically finding the owner were just the basics, and it could even be made old and disguised as an ordinary ship. If it was not destroyed, it would not be noticeable.

Qi Refining Realm cultivators could not live without food and sleep. There were inns and restaurants on the street, and they only charged immortal money like other immortal markets.

Zuo Lingquan took the two women and walked around the street. He chose a street corner with a large flow of people and booked a room in the inn next to it.

The reason for not staying on the boat was that opening the isolation magic circle might arouse suspicion. It was inconvenient not to open it, so it was better to live in the inn openly.

Wu Qingwan stood behind Zuo Lingquan and saw that Zuo Lingquan only opened one room. She looked at Tang Jingxun hesitantly:

"Only open one room?"

Tang Jingxun also felt that it was not right. According to her thinking, the two of them would definitely "cultivate" later. If she stayed in the room, she would be embarrassed. She also said:

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient, you guys wait a while..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't have any bad thoughts for the time being, and smiled:

"It's safer to live together. We can stay up all night and day. Opening a room is just a place to stay. I'm going to the street to inquire about the news now. You just need to pay attention at the window. You don't have to follow."

Wu Qingwan thought about it and didn't say much.

Tang Jingyan has been in the market for a long time. Although she is younger than Wu Qingwan, she understands people's hearts better than Wu Qingwan, who has been ignorant of worldly affairs since childhood. She whispered:

"You will definitely come back at night..."

Zuo Lingquan smiled and didn't answer. After sending the two women into the house, he came to the street corner on the side of the inn with his package on his back.

The streets of the Xianjia Market are always full of small monks setting up stalls. Needless to say, places with a large flow of people have long been filled with people.

Zuo Lingquan spent a white jade baht to buy a stall selling three-no elixir, and also bought a small stool. He spread out the black cloth and placed locust wood, a few pieces of unsold garbage ore, glowing mushrooms from the bottom of the Soul-Falling Abyss and other items on it.

Except for the locust wood, the others were worthless trinkets.

The stall was just opposite the inn. Looking up, you could see the window where Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingyan were, but the inn had a concealing formation, so you could only see blurry images, and you couldn't hear what the two were whispering about.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at them. Judging from Qingwan's reaction, she should be talking about "cultivation" at night.

He didn't stop at the window, but looked at the passers-by like an ordinary casual cultivator.

Most of the cultivators who can mingle in the Burning Smoke City, whether they are weapon refiners or cultivators who come to customize magic weapons, have some status and are not low-minded.

Zuo Lingquan had been sitting there for less than a quarter of an hour when he saw several male and female monks stopping in front of the stall, looking at the locust wood on the stall, but they probably didn't see the details and left in the end.

Those who were interested in the ghost locust wood were most likely evil monks, and this method of waiting for something to happen was obviously not very efficient.

Zuo Lingquan waited quietly for about half an hour, and after passing countless people in front of him, he saw a valuable target coming from a distance on the street.

The person who came was a monk in green clothes, about thirty years old, with an ordinary appearance and an identity tag with the word "Thunder" hanging on his waist.

When Zuo Lingquan inquired about the news today, he heard that only the disciples of Leigong Mountain in Zhuoyan City had this sign.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan became more serious and did not look at him casually. He waited for the monk in green to pass by.

It's just that the monk in green didn't seem to have high standards. He glanced at his stall and moved over. He didn't notice the specialness of the ghost locust tree at all and went directly to the next stall.

Zuo Lingquan frowned secretly. His main purpose of coming here this time was to find the whereabouts of Uncle Qingwan. Seeing this, he could only take the initiative to speak:

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

The monk in Tsing Yi paused and turned around with a bad tone:

"You have to find the right person to use a pile of broken stones to deceive. Will the people from Taoist Leigong Mountain be fooled by you?"

"Fellow Taoist, I have misunderstood. I just want to inquire about something."

Zuo Lingquan said and took out three white jade bahts.

The monk in Tsing Yi retreated, half-crouched in front of the stall, and took the white jade baht:

"Say it."

"I came from Dayan and wanted to find an expert to refine something that would be handy for me. It would be the best for Thunder Technique. I saw that my Taoist friend is from Leigong Mountain..."

The monk in green was slightly surprised: "You still have some discernment. The things I refine at Leigong Mountain are considered top-notch among all the nine sects. What grade do you want to refine? What kind?"

"Low-grade spiritual weapons, preferably mirrors and rulers."

Refining low-grade spiritual weapons is not tedious. The weapon refiners in the middle and late stages of Linggu can guarantee that the furnace will not explode. The monk in green nodded:

"No problem, but you have to be prepared for the price..."

"Come all the way here, naturally you won't joke with fellow Taoists. But I asked around at Linyuan Port before. More than 20 years ago, there seemed to be a flaw in the magic weapon refined at Leigong Mountain, which almost killed a monk. …”

When the monk in green clothes heard this, his expression changed. It was related to the good reputation of the sect, and he said dissatisfiedly:

"Fellow Taoist, don't talk nonsense. This kind of thing has never happened in Leigong Mountain. If it had, it would have been spread long ago."

Zuo Lingquan brought the topic here and revealed his purpose: "What the monk at Linyuan Port said doesn't seem to be a lie. He said it was in the name of Lei Hongliang, but it was actually the apprentice Wu Zunyi who was doing it on his behalf... …”

The monk in green waved his hand and said: "You don't understand this. A master leads a disciple. Before he leaves the master, the things he refines naturally belong to the master. The master is only responsible for guiding and verifying. This is the rule of the weapon refining industry. This is how it is done in Tiandi City. have to."

"Then this rumor..."

"Well, no matter how old the master is, there are times when he makes mistakes. Therefore, even if the items are the same, the items made by the disciples will be 30% cheaper from the sect. The thing you mentioned is either because the monks were greedy for cheap and bought it. The apprentices do not accept credit for the defective products; or the local Xianjia shop passes them off as good ones without explaining it to others. This is a common thing outside, and it is not my fault, Leigongshan."

According to the case records obtained by Zuo Lingquan, in the end it was indeed the middleman who passed off substandard goods. He pretended to be suddenly enlightened and said:

"That's what I say, but it is true that there is a problem with the magic weapon. This is not a trivial matter. That Wu Zunyi is still in Leigong Mountain. If I let him do the work for me, I won't worry. I would rather spend more fairy money to find someone else."

The monk in Tsing Yi frowned and thought for a moment: "Wu Zunyi... There must be no such person now, but more than 20 years ago, not long after I entered the mountain gate, my uncle named Wu at that time was often praised by the mountain master, so the master asked us to pay more attention to him. I learned from Master Wu, so I have some impressions; but I can’t remember exactly when he disappeared. It was only after you mentioned this that I remembered there was such a person.”

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly. Since he was missing inexplicably and not dead, there was still hope of being found. I can only ask Lei Hongliang himself for the specific information.

"I feel relieved if you have a fellow Taoist saying this. If you want to ask Master Lei Shan to do the surgery himself, how much will it cost?"

"Don't think about it. In the field of weapon refining, you value the essence rather than the wealth. Once you become famous, you will not lower your status to make low-quality objects. If you want to find someone to refine the weapon, I will introduce it to you and give you a personal relationship. price."

Zuo Lingquan knew that he couldn't get anything valuable out of the question, so he nodded, raised his hand and said:

"Then I'll give you a thousand white jade baht, and my Taoist friend will help me contact a reliable person."? !

The monks in green clothes were stunned. After being stunned for a moment, they said:

"What the hell?"

"A thousand."

"Customized low-grade spiritual weapon, no materials included?"

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands and motioned for stones to be placed on the stall:

"Do fellow Taoists see me as someone with material?"

"..."

The monk in green had nothing to say.

The market price of mass-produced low-grade spiritual weapons like Thunder Method is nearly a thousand dollars. It is common sense to find a craftsman to customize it according to personal skills. It is common sense that the craftsmanship cost is more expensive than the materials. The craftsmanship fee of one thousand yuan is shabby, and it also includes Material?

"Do you think you are the leader of the Nine Sects?"

"No, just a casual practice."

"Rogue cultivator, are you so big-faced?"

The monk in green clothes stood up and left. If it wasn't for the sake of receiving three white jade bahts, he would probably have destroyed the stall.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, don't leave. I'm doing business sincerely."

"You are sincerely talking nonsense. Master Dao has no time to be bullied by you..."

In a few words, he has already gone far.

Zuo Lingquan watched the monk go away, then looked at the inn window and shook his head.

Although the scene in the room was blurry and no expression could be seen, one could still feel that Wu Qingwan was a little disappointed.

Zuo Lingquan sighed secretly, thinking that it was futile to wait any longer, so he prepared to roll up the carpet and return to the inn to comfort Qingwan.

Who would have thought that just as he rolled up a corner of the blanket, another person stopped in front of him...