Zhengxian Road

Chapter 125 Small Trade Fair

"Who is Fellow Daoist? Why do you block my way!"

Looking at the strange middle-aged man in the scarlet Taoist robe, Cui Ning's right hand was slightly bent, and there seemed to be a red glow on the finger.Then he asked indifferently.

Anyone who is stopped by a stranger on the road will not be in a good mood.

What's more, he was blocked by a strange monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

The middle-aged monk was startled when he heard the words. At the same time as he appeared, he secretly released a wave of spiritual power to let the other party know his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him did not show the slightest fear, but was so righteous.

Could it be that this person is the same as himself, a mid-term monk?

He subconsciously looked at Cui Ning's clothes, but didn't see any signs.

It seems that this young monk is not a direct descendant of the five major families.

But among the famous casual cultivators on Misty Island, there was not a single cultivator who looked like the young man in front of him.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, the middle-aged man in the red robe said with a smile:
"Hehe, my name is Xu Zhong, and I see fellow Taoists wandering around in Fangshi, so I came here to ask.

"I have no other intentions. It just so happens that my lord has a small trade fair that is about to be held, so I was sent to invite monks of the same level to participate. I wonder if you are interested in participating?"

"Small trade fair?" Cui Ning's heart moved.

It just so happened that he had been in seclusion all these years, and with the help of this trade fair, he could also inquire about the situation of Boundless Sea, so he put on an expression of excitement on his face.

Moreover, this middle-aged man, surnamed Xu, seems to be a child of the Xu family. As for some ambush or conspiracy, Cui Ning, who is already in the late stage of foundation establishment, is not afraid at all.

If there are people who don't have eyesight and want to provoke, he doesn't mind trying the power of the new supernatural power "Vajra Finger".

It's just that since it's a small trade fair, it should have its own circle. I don't know why it would randomly invite a stranger to participate.

It seems that we should be more careful, maybe there are some tricks in this kind of trade fair.

"I don't know how the friendship will go?" Seeing Cui Ning's interested face, the middle-aged man in the red robe also strikes while the iron is hot.

"I really need something, so I'm bothering Fellow Daoist Xu! My surname is Ding, and I'm a casual cultivator outside Piaomiao Island!"

Cui Ning pondered for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement with the middle-aged man's invitation.

The middle-aged man was also very happy when he heard the words, and he didn't ask Cui Ning's background at all: "Haha, then I wish fellow Taoists a harvest in advance! Why don't you leave now, just in time I will call a few other people to go together."

Cui Ning naturally had no objection.

So he followed the red-robed middle-aged man to an inn in Fang City, where he joined several monks that the middle-aged man had already invited.

Half an hour later, everyone flew towards a place outside the city in the distance with the escape light.
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A ray of light stopped outside a certain manor outside the city.

As the light dissipated, five or six monks in different costumes appeared, and the leader was Xu Zhong who was wearing the scarlet Taoist robe.

Immediately behind Xu Zhong were an ordinary-looking woman in purple and an old man in green clothes who was around 70 or [-] years old.

As for Cui Ning, he walked last with another boy in yellow.

These people are all "casual cultivators" recruited by Xu Zhong in Fangshi.

Seeing that Xu Zhong came to the gate of the manor first, he didn't knock on the door, but walked to the bell hanging from a weeping willow in front of the gate.

Then he reached out and rang the bell, and saw a ripple that was invisible to the naked eye emanating from the bell.

Afterwards, Xu Zhong stood with his hands tied and stopped talking.

Seeing this, the other monks also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Not long after, the gate of the manor opened with a "squeak", and a woman in a long red dress came out slowly, with a smile on her face like a flower.

After glancing at Xu Zhong and the others, the woman gave a salute, then walked back into the manor without saying a word.

But Xu Zhong was overjoyed when he saw the woman appearing, and hurriedly followed her.

Immediately there were two more figures following closely behind, it was the woman in purple and the old man in green.

Cui Ning frowned when he saw this, because his spiritual sense didn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power on the woman in the red skirt. Could it be that this woman is just an ordinary person?

He was still contemplating, when a refined voice came into his ears.

"Brother Ding, let's go in together!"

It turned out to be the boy in yellow who came over to ask Cui Ning when he saw that Cui Ning was motionless.

Cui Ning was determined, looked at the boy and couldn't help showing a smile and said: "Okay, Brother Tong, let's go!"

The boy in yellow was named Tong Qijie, and he came from a small cultivator of the Pei family, a medium-sized family on the south side of Misty Island.

Since they are similar in age, and they are both in the "middle stage of foundation establishment", they have a very happy chat.

Except for the purple-clothed girl who was at the early stage of foundation establishment, everyone in this team, including Cui Ning, claimed to be mid-stage monks.

So Cui Ning and Tong Qijie walked into the manor while laughing and chatting.

As soon as Cui Ning stepped into the manor, he saw that the gate was closed in a burst of white mist.

Under the leadership of the woman in the red dress, the crowd passed through several high platforms and thick pavilions, and came to a hall.

The hall in front of me is extremely spacious, with carved railings and jade, magnificent and magnificent, covering an area of ​​three or four acres.

There are also eight pillars chiseled from white jade on both sides of the hall, connecting the floor and the dome of the hall. It takes about five or six people to surround these pillars.

There are still many tables and chairs in the hall, and there are already more than [-] monks sitting or standing waiting in it.

And these monks seem to be unfamiliar with each other, they are divided into small groups, and people in a group are chatting with each other, talking about the past and the present.

Of course, there are also some loners. These monks either look indifferent, or are meditating with their eyes closed, as if they disdain to interact with other monks in the hall.

Sensing the movement outside the hall, these monks immediately stopped and looked towards Cui Ning and the others.

And being watched by so many people at once, Rao Yi Cui Ning felt a little embarrassed.

As for the boy in yellow, his face turned red with embarrassment.

Some people seemed to be familiar with the woman and the old man behind Xu Zhong, and even greeted them.

Judging from the monks that Xu Zhong recruited, these monks have at least the cultivation base of the initial stage of foundation establishment.

Facing so many masters of the same level, Cui Ning remained calm, followed Xu Zhong and others into the hall, and then chose a remote place to sit down.

And the boy in yellow trotted behind Cui Ning and sat on his side.

Although Cui Ning's spiritual consciousness is powerful, far surpassing the same level, but in such an occasion, he did not dare to spy casually, and could only look at the surrounding environment with his eyes.

Soon two monks caught his attention, one was an old man sitting upright on the main seat, and the other was a middle-aged man in black who was leaning on a white jade pillar.

The person was closing his eyes tightly and didn't know what he was thinking.

And Xu Zhong, who had brought them here before, was bowing beside the old man and reporting something to him.

Judging from the etiquette between the two, this old man is most likely a master in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

When Cui Ning turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in black, he just happened to meet the middle-aged man in black's eyes open, and the two men's eyes met, and there was a hint of sternness in the middle-aged man's eyes.

Cui Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked away pretending nothing happened.

The middle-aged man's eyes are fierce, he is definitely a decisive person, and the fear of the people around him is likely to be a late-stage foundation establishment monk, but he doesn't know why he came here.

About half an hour later, several monks came in from outside the hall, before Cui Ning could observe.

The old man who was sitting in the main seat suddenly stood up, bowed his hands slightly towards the people in the hall and said:
"Thank you comrades for giving me Xu Longtian face, and being able to participate in the small trade fair initiated by me, Xu!"

"I also have selfish reasons for holding this small trade fair. In order to break through to the golden core stage, I, Xu Longtian, traveled all over Misty Island, but I still lacked some items.

"This booklet contains what this old man wants and what can be exchanged. Please read it, fellow daoists!"

After the old man surnamed Long finished speaking, he waved his hand, and several red jade slips fell into the hands of every monk present.

Cui Ning naturally had an extra piece in his hand, he looked around and saw that everyone was looking at the jade slip.

So he also poured his mind into the jade slip, but his face became cloudy and uncertain after seeing it.

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