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Chapter 221

This inn is obviously specially used for monks like Zhang Ziyu and Taoist Qianhe who came to Mengshanyu City to stay in the inn, so it is not surprising to see Zhang Ziyu and Taoist Qianhe entering the door.

After the man asked the two of them, he opened two rooms, and then Zhang Ziyu and Taoist Qianhe went out.

"Uncle, this Yushi is not in the town, is it?"

"That's not true. Although Mengshan Town has a close relationship with Gezao Mountain, it's not enough to place Yushi in the town."

After all, one or two practitioners are fine. If there are more people, it will be a good thing for ordinary people, especially for trading.

Daoist Qianhe said: "There is a stone platform on the top of Mengshan, and the trading place is there. Let's go, it's just a few steps away."

The two climbed to the top of the dream mountain, and they found the stone platform that Taoist Qianhe had mentioned.

There are many tors on the top of Mengshan Mountain, and the one in the middle is especially huge. This stone platform is built on the back of the tors. The long strips of bluestones about one meter long and half a meter wide are neatly arranged to form a stone platform. square.

The entire Shitai square is [-] meters wide and almost circular, so it has a large area.

On the stone platform, there are not many buildings, it is very empty, only a futon every two or three meters, neatly arranged.

Some of the futons were empty, and some were already sitting cross-legged with practitioners in different clothes, including Taoist priests, monks, and some people in common clothes.

In front of these people, there are some things, most of which are medicinal materials, and of course there are also some magic tools and the like.

"A futon is a stall. Although this place is dominated by Lingbao faction, there are casual cultivators from all walks of life. How do you feel?"

"It's a bit like setting up a street stall, but it doesn't seem to be a good way to attract customers."

Priest Qianhe:?
My nephew's mind is clear, what should I do?Waiting online, urgent.

"It's not ordinary people, and everyone is bartering, so naturally they won't shout loudly."

Zhang Ziyu nodded, this is understandable, he asked: "How long does it usually take to start setting up a stall?"

"It can be done at any time during this half month, and many people will even stay here for half a month."

"Ok?"

"The top of Dream Mountain is full of aura, and the astrology is clear. It is also a good place for cultivation. If you occasionally communicate with fellow Taoists around, it is worthwhile to visit."

Taoist Master Qianhe really said: "Ziyu, your cultivation base has improved rapidly, but you don't have many exchanges with people in the same way, and now is also an opportunity."

"Uncle, I have a question."

"Say."

"Since we can meditate here all the time, why do we need to open the room first?"

Daoist Qianhe couldn't hold back anymore, please don't have such a strange angle, do you want to tell you that I just forgot?
Both of them are foundation building cultivators, and they didn't bring any disciples. It's really no problem to sit in meditation and set up a stall for a few days.

"Find a place to sit down first, and we'll leave after changing things."

The two found a place, which was on the right side of Shitai Square, and there were not many people around.

"Uncle, come and sit on the futon."

Priest Qianhe didn't refuse either. After all, it was a public occasion, and he didn't sit on a futon, and it would be bad for his reputation to let his nephew sit on it.

However, just as he sat down cross-legged, he suddenly discovered that Zhang Ziyu had deformed the blue brick, and a stone reclining chair appeared next to him.

Qianhe's face froze, Simu senior brother, you have already learned the bad habits of Simu senior brother, right?
"Uncle, do you want a recliner too?"

Zhang Ziyu really asked the question, but it's a pity that Taoist Qianhe is an honest person, shameless, he immediately shook his head and said seriously: "Ziyu, we are outside, pay attention to the influence"

"Lu Daoist once said, I only practice the way of my own freedom, and others dare to speak half of it. Uncle, you have a good idea."

Chizuru: Stupid!

Zhang Ziyu said nonsense casually, he wanted to refute who this Lu Daoist was, but after thinking about it suddenly, he felt that this sentence seemed to make sense, isn't practicing Taoism just for freedom?
Thinking about it this way, his cultivation suddenly loosened a bit.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to have such a deep understanding. It's me."

Zhang Ziyu was stunned!
If I just make an excuse, if Lu Xun once said it, do you really believe it?

Is my uncle a bit too honest?Don't say it's my master Simu Daoist, even if Uncle Jiu came, there are 1 people who don't believe it.

Qianhe sighed that Zhang Ziyu had a deep understanding, and Zhang Ziyu had a complicated heart, as if telling his uncle now that he was making nonsense, he would die miserably.

Zhang Ziyu made up his mind in an instant, and didn't tell his uncle if he was killed.

'First set up a stall, then tell my uncle to show me, and then go shopping around. '

With a wave of Zhang Ziyu's hand, a few magical artifacts such as porcelain vases and big bone swords appeared in front of the two of them. Xiaolu's hand attracted the attention of many people, and she opened her eyes to look over from the meditation.

"What a young Taoist priest, which sect disciple is this?"

"Just ask and you'll know."

The casual cultivators who were acquainted with each other were already discussing, and a monk who looked like a big man shouted at Zhang Ziyu: "Young students, dare to ask where to practice."

"Maoshan disciple Zhang Ziyu has met fellow Taoists."

To a certain extent, Zhang Ziyu is a social terrorist, literally, a social terrorist. He replied with a smile, and said: "You guys have small businesses, medicines and magic tools, and barter, come and see Look."

Zhang Ziyu didn't have stage fright at all, and he didn't show off his cultivation to overwhelm others. These monks who came first were all happy.

Someone came over and saw that there were a lot of things in front of Zhang Ziyu. The pills were placed in the porcelain bottle, and there was nothing to be seen for the time being, but the magic weapon (equipment) was still very intuitive.

Especially the white bone sword like white jade, which looks like a Han sword, full of aura, and beautiful in style, you can tell it is not bad at first glance.

"There are really a lot of things."

Some people watched the fun and spread the word, naturally more people gathered around, all with curious expressions on their faces.

Maoshan is a big sect in the cultivation world, and he doesn't come to Mengshanyu City very often. The sudden arrival of people now naturally makes many people curious.

"Xiao Daoist, what kind of pills do you have here, don't you introduce one or two?"

He was still the big guy before, but the terms used to address Zhang Ziyu had changed.

He is a casual cultivator, or started as a warlock. Although he has built a foundation, he still has no foundation. Walking alone, facing the disciples of the big sect, especially the calf-protecting sect like Maoshan, it is natural to be careful.

Hearing this, Zhang Ziyu said, "Wait a minute, I'm setting things up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tapped his fingertips, and suddenly golden words were drawn in the air. After a while, brief introductions appeared in front of their respective items, clearly stating their names, functions, and minimum exchange requirements.

This is the use of Tongtianlu, and it is not difficult for him.

But this move shocked the monks around the audience, why is this young man so powerful, he is only 20 years old, right?

Zhang Ziyu looks to be 20 years old, but in fact he is almost 19 years old, but these onlookers don't know it, otherwise they will be even more shocked.

"You really deserve to be a disciple of the Great Sect."

Some people cast envious glances, and some envied with a little jealousy.

Qian Meng looked at the introduction of the item, his eyes gradually lit up, and he looked at Zhang Ziyu and asked, "Is your jade bone sword really as effective as yours, is it as powerful as a middle-grade magic weapon?"

"You'll know if you try it, here, let's get started."

With a flick of Zhang Ziyu's fingertips, a jade bone sword flew into Qian Meng's hand.

(End of this chapter)