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Chapter 85 A Trip to the State City ([-]) The Wang Family

The bottom cabin of the spaceship is three meters long and eight meters wide, with a window on each side, and it is quite loose for 20 people to squeeze inside.But the height is only up to Yang Zhen's height, he can stand while others can only sit.

Most of the passengers began to meditate cross-legged, and some fell into meditation immediately.Most of the passengers who bought the cheapest tickets were monks!
They are all casual cultivators, and many of them travel back and forth between states and counties all year round, making a living by reselling spiritual materials from the two places and earning a little difference.On the contrary, the passengers in the luxury boxes above are mainly mortals, wealthy businessmen or officials.They couldn't take the teleportation array, so they had no choice but to covet the comfort of the journey.

Aunt Fu and Grandma Chen leaned together by the window to look at the scenery outside. Yang Zhen chatted with them and found a corner to meditate.

Soon he entered the stone space.

His physical body is still outside, and what enters the space is not a soul body, but a mirror image, so no one will see anything wrong.Any damage he receives in the space, the physical body outside will behave the same way.This is why when he was struck by lightning and left the space, his hair was still scorched black.

Similarly, if the deity outside is disturbed, he can go back at any time.So most of the time, he still chooses to come in at night.

The current stone space is about 1 square meters, and half of the space is neatly stacked with [-] yuan Xuanyang wood, which is five meters high.In other places, there are water, food, and spiritual liquids and spiritual teas purchased from Fangshi, all of which are Yiyi's favorite things.

This is a little housekeeper who keeps the place in order.

The journey was boring, Yang Zhen chatted with Yiyi for a while, and punched for a while, the time passed quickly.

He woke up once in the middle, and it was Aunt Fu who asked him to have lunch together.After dinner, Yang Zhen wanted to talk to a casual cultivator about what spiritual materials they were reselling, but no one wanted to talk to him, a child.

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After nearly five hours of trekking, the spacecraft arrived at Yunzhou City smoothly around You.

Yang Zhen squeezed out from the bustling crowd with Aunt Fu and the two, and soon found a sign holding his name in the crowd.It was a young monk who introduced himself as Wang and Shaohe, which was the same as the information left by his mother.

After matching the names, he handed the receipt to the monk surnamed Wang and asked him to fetch the storage bag for him.If he had taken it out earlier, given how crowded the boat yard was, he might have been taken away.In her previous life, Yang Zhen often encountered such things at various stations.

Aunt Fu and Grandma Chen stretched their necks and looked out, both excited and worried.

They had already told Chen Fuzhen the news before they came.That is through a kind of space artifact called storage spirit beads, which are specially used to send small-sized items such as letters and elixir.It is very fast and relatively cheap to receive in two places with the help of the transmission array.

They didn't wait too long, and with a thunderous cry, a sturdy man in his thirties rushed over.

"Mother!" The man shouted loudly, and then greeted Aunt Fu: "Yuxiu, you are here."

The three of them were talking lively, and Aunt Fu was about to introduce Yang Zhen to his son.At this time, a man wearing a blue short skirt, who looked to be the servant of the boat yard rushed over, pointed at Chen Fuzhen and shouted: "Did you just yell?"

Chen Fuzhen was tongue-tied: "Ah, I, am I right..."

"No loud noises are allowed here," the man said, "A fine of ten gold coins will be fined, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

"Why?" Chen Fuzhen was anxious: "I just yelled, why punish me? I have no money!"

"You still dare to argue?" The man said viciously, "Twenty gold coins."

Grandma Chen and both were a little flustered, talking nice things around this person.Yang Zhen also went up to help explain, the man caught a glimpse of a mortal child, sneered, and continued to threaten them, if they refused to admit punishment, they would be arrested.

"I'm working in Prince Ju's Mansion, so please be more flexible, I really don't have any money with me." Chen Fuzhen was also afraid, and began to beg.

Seeing that the scene was getting more and more tense, Yang Zhen sighed, took out twenty gold coins, and prepared to accept the punishment.

At this moment, Wang Shaohe came back, and after asking about the situation, he walked towards the man.

He took out a token and shook it: "I am a cultivator from the Wang Family of Falling Cloud Mountain, and these are my friends, please don't make things difficult for them."

Then he took out a gold coin and stuffed it into the man's hand: "Take it and have a cup of tea."

Turn around and lead everyone away.The servant nodded and bowed repeatedly behind him, with a flattering expression on his face.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, and after walking out of the boat yard, she asked curiously: "Brother Wang, why did that person let us go? Could it be our Wang family, which is very famous in Zhoucheng?"

"That's not true," Wang Shaohe said very politely to Yang Zhen, "It's just that I'm a monk and he is a mortal, so he doesn't dare to offend me."

He turned to look at Grandma Chen and the others with a stern expression: "The city is mixed with immortals, you must be careful not to offend the immortals, and don't make noise in the places where the immortals come and go, otherwise there will be no redress if you kill them."

Yang Zhen's heart trembled. He had lived so comfortably in the Zhao family for the past six months. Under their protection, he almost forgot the gap between immortals and mortals in this world.

Immortals are under the jurisdiction of Yunxiao Sect, and the local government has no right to deal with them.Although the sect stipulated that it is not allowed to humiliate or hurt mortals at will, but if it is done so, the punishment is often not serious.

Thinking of this, he felt a little uneasy.I don't know if it will be dangerous to sell his Xuanyang wood in Zhoucheng these few days?

After what happened just now, Granny Chen and the others lost the excitement they had just met.Then Chen Fuzhen left Yang Zhen's address and made an appointment to find him tomorrow, then took his family and left.

Yang Zhen followed Wang Shaohe to Falling Cloud Mountain.

In Xu country, no matter it is a county town, a county town or even a capital city, they all have one thing in common, that is, they are built next to a certain spiritual vein.This is not only to allow some monks to live nearby in order to protect the mortal city, but also to meet the needs of some monks to experience the world of mortals.

Just like Baiyun Mountain is next to Weiyang County, and Zhuiyun Mountain is next to Yunzhou City.This mountain is two thousand feet high, and there is a third-order spiritual vein on the mountain, where the clouds and mists do not disperse all year round, hence the name.

Yang Zhen soon met Wang Rui, the elder of the Wang family in Zhoucheng.This person is Zhang Hejing's younger brother in Yunxiao Sect. He is more than 200 years old and has completed foundation establishment.He looks of middle age, with a white face and short beard.

"The last time my senior sister asked me to inquire about the origin of a magic weapon, I never thought it was Ling Ci's relic. It's really a pity." The man said with emotion.Yang Zhen quickly thanked her.The two exchanged a few words.The man told Wang Shaohe to treat him well, and then let them retreat.

After dinner, Yang Zhen was invited to a hall to tell stories to a group of Yingying Yanyan and seven or eight children ranging in age from two to three years old.These are the wives and concubines and children born to Elder Wang after he returned to vulgarity.

He didn't refuse, and told a story about Nezha making troubles in the sea, which soon won the favor of these people and asked him to stay here for a few more days.

But Yang Zhen had a lot of worries, how could he sell Xuanyang wood safely when he bumped into this state city?

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