I have a long pupil

Chapter 228 Every inch of land is worth the money in Deer Mountain City

Seeing the person who was joking and chatting just now looking at him like a plague god, Pang Shanhu's eyes suddenly became angry.

He is an indispensable figure in the Shanjun Temple. Not to mention the elders of the sect, even the headmaster has to give him face.

Now that he was in trouble, he was already resentful in his heart, and when he saw the situation, he said coldly: "No, I'm not interested!"

After that, he glanced coldly and sat down.

The person who comes here is naturally made of iron and steel. Although he is said to be upright and upright, he has gone through many hardships and has seen people's hearts.

Looking at Pang Shanhu's appearance, he also vaguely guessed why the other party was angry, and said apologetically: "Senior Pang, please forgive me. Master is in Lushan City now, and there are some things that I can't get away from."

"Master is very sincere. If this deal is completed, I would like to give him a shop in Lushan Market as a gift."

"Mr. Pang, if you are interested, you can come to Guanshan Pavilion to find us when you arrive in Lushan City. I will not disturb you for now."

After that, he slightly arched his hands, exited the inn, and closed the door politely before leaving.

Whoa!
I could only hear the vibration of feathers outside, getting farther and farther away...

"A shop!"

In the inn, the wild cultivators gasped and looked at Pang Shanhu with eyes full of envy and compliments.

Because Tie Yucheng knew how to measure, Pang Shanhu's anger also eased a little. Seeing everyone's expressions, his heart moved, and he asked the owner of the inn next to him: "Shop, is there a shortage of shops in Lushan City?"

"It's more than just a tight demand..."

Dare to open a shop in this wilderness. This shop owner is also an old man. While cooking broth, he shook his head and smiled: "You can't buy the shops in Lushan City today even if you have money."

"Yes."

Someone interjected: "The big head is naturally Xuandu Temple. The remaining major sects, Baiyun Jiange, and Qingfeng Village have snatched up all the good areas. Even the four major families can only drink soup."

"Not to mention the mountains, even the houses near the market are being robbed..."

"I heard that the grandsons of Baiyun Sword Pavilion secretly take over people's houses and sell them to monks, and they can make a lot of money."

"Nowadays, most of the people in Lushan City are monks. All the people have gone to live in the farms outside the city. They can get some money and live a good life..."

“How much can a residential house sell for now?”

"If the scoring area is close to the market, you won't be able to get even twenty diamonds!"

"Twenty stones?! Damn, I'm going to kill a ghost. It's hard to find some stones. It's so expensive. Anyone really buy it?"

"What do you know? With the momentum of Lushan Market, it will expand sooner or later. If you win it early, you will make multiple profits if you flip it..."

"Damn it, I was miserable enough when I was living in the world. I never thought of becoming a monk, but I still can't turn over!"

"Look at it more openly. Compared with some old guys, we have already figured it out..."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Pang Shanhu touched the spiritual material carefully collected in his arms and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

He was a good man and had accumulated a lot of materials. He thought he could spend money to lay out the foundation when he came to Lushan City.

Unexpectedly, he became a poor man.

Seeing the shocked eyes of the disciples next to him, Pang Shanhu smacked his lips and muttered: "This fellow Taoist Tai Sui seems to be very honorable, so we have to follow the Tao."

"I'll come and meet you when I arrive at Lushan City tomorrow..."

…………

The cold wind howled, and the snow flakes scraped against my face like knives.

Tie Yucheng's face was covered with a turban, but his eyes were still sharp.

Riding this ghost-headed crow is fast, but it really suffers. Cui Laodao rode it once and almost lost his life.

He had just reached the second level of the Yellow Level and was far from exercising. Fortunately, by practicing the Three Yang Meridians, a true fire had already condensed and circulated in the meridians, dispelling the severe cold at all times.

Not long after, Lushan City appeared in front of us.

Just like Qingfeng Village, the dense fog has become much lighter because of the shroud of the divine realm and the use of methods of hiding wind, absorbing energy, and regulating feng shui.

It was already late at night, but the lights on Lushan Mountain, coupled with the lanterns on the eaves and cloisters, looked like strips of light, connecting the star cities in the sky together, magnificent and dreamy.

Even though this was not the first time he saw this scene, Tie Yucheng still couldn't take his eyes off it and was filled with admiration in his heart.

The Ghost-headed Crow was very fast, and before he could appreciate it carefully, he swooped up and headed towards a peak near Lushan...

On the city wall below, a Taoist Taoist from Xuandu raised his eyes lightly, but ignored it.

There is more than one person in Lushan City who can control flying spirit beasts under the divine domain, but the only one who has Xu Chen's permission is Tai Sui.

Lushan Market is centered on the original Lushan Academy, with overhanging covered bridges as a line, connecting the surrounding peaks.

On every mountain peak, there is a small market, which is occupied by various major sects. The water in the well does not interfere with the river, and conflicts are avoided.

The mountain market where Tie Yucheng went was a market jointly opened by the Five Immortals Sect and Qingfeng Village.

The Five Immortals Sect mainly deals in medicinal materials, while Qingfeng Village is full of all kinds of sundries. Only a Guanshan Pavilion near the cliff has been preserved.

This is imitating Zhang Biao's previous shop in the capital, Wu Xin Zhai, which only sells weird and hard-to-identify treasures. Regardless of elixirs, spiritual materials, or ancient books, as long as the items are good, they can be sold at a good price.

Unfortunately, there hasn’t been much business since opening.

Whoa!
The ghost-headed crow fluttered its wings and landed on the pavilion outside Guanshan Pavilion. Tie Yucheng jumped down, shook off the snow on his body, and quickly entered the room.

In the room, Zhang Biao was chatting with the old Taoist Xu Chen, sipping tea and smiling, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Tie Yucheng didn't say much. He went up and carefully added hot water to the two of them, then exited the room and went downstairs to wait.

Seeing this, the old Taoist Xuchen stood up with a slight smile and said: "It's already late. The day after tomorrow is the Beginning of Winter Festival. I'm still busy, so I won't disturb my fellow Taoists."

"Don't worry, Taoist Master, I know this well." Looking at the figure of Master Xuchen disappearing into the snow, Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes, thoughtfully.

He came to Lushan City this morning, and Xu Chen came to visit late at night. It seemed that he said some irrelevant words, but he could already see the purpose.

Like Hu Yunhai of the Five Immortals Sect, he also wants to reach some kind of cooperative relationship to deal with visitors from outside the world in the future.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be said explicitly.

The two sides chatted for a while, and they reached a tacit agreement.

It seems that those masters of Shangzong are very unpopular...

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly and turned back to Guanshan Pavilion.

Tie Yucheng stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master, the message has been delivered, but that Mr. Pang doesn't seem to be happy."

"It's okay."

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly and looked at the lights at the bottom of the mountain. "It's harder to survive in Lushan City than I thought. If he wants to gain a foothold, he will come sooner or later."

Tie Yucheng also nodded in agreement and said: "It is said that living in the capital is not easy, and every inch of land in Lushan City is precious. Master, what is Mr. Pang capable of? A shop costs a lot of money."

Zhang Biao smiled and said, "Is the Xuanming Seven-leaf Ginseng from the Five Immortals Sect easy to use?"

Tie Yucheng nodded and said: "It's all thanks to this thing that the disciple was able to improve his Taoism. It's this erysipelas that is the trouble."

Zhang Biao sat down slowly and said: "Although the method of taking Xuanyang lineage is good, it is indispensable for elixirs. Xuanming Seven-leaf Ginseng and these are of no use to me. This Mr. Pang is a mountain ranger. When it comes to finding medicinal materials, , all the guests of the Five Immortals Sect will be willing to bow down."

"I see."

Tie Yucheng suddenly understood, and said with a solemn expression: "Master, don't worry, if this Mr. Pang comes to visit, the disciple will deal with it carefully."

Zhang Biao nodded, "Don't worry, all the sects in Lushan City are here now. Some of the wild cultivators' methods are also very weird. Read more and listen more. In the future, you will gain experience in fighting with others."

"Yes, Master."

Tie Yucheng understood and carefully stepped back.

Zhang Biao still had something to say.

The reason why he was looking for Pang Shanhu was all the result of dream divination.

Although the Sanming Earth Fire Seed was good, it was no longer good enough to be the main medicine. He used dream divination to look for clues to the fourth or fifth grade elixir, and only found this Pang Shanhu.

Those sects may have them, but precious medicines of this grade will no longer be passed on to the outside world, just like the Five Immortals Sect has a thousand-year-old precious ginseng, which is used to gather ginseng embryos and help heaven and man descend.

Moreover, the sect has a divine protector, and he cannot do divination.

As for Pang Shanhu, he only noticed it after recalling a fifth-grade treasure in his dream.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao came outside the building and looked to the northeast, his face became solemn.Among the high mountains near Luzhou over there is the Daye Imperial Mausoleum.

Tu Lingzi's sword spirit is already at the pinnacle of the ninth rank.

With his current abilities, even if his spells are superior to those of his opponent, he still cannot kill the god.

Not to mention that the opponent's body is still a flying sword. If a sword altar is set up, he can fly to attack and kill him from thousands of miles away.

If they were alerted rashly, they might lead to murder and disaster.

Logically speaking, it is impossible to open up a cave with the ability of the ninth-level Huang-level, but if he dares to plan, he probably already has other methods, which will be more difficult to deal with.

The only chance is that the other party has no spiritual roots.

Spiritual root is inseparable from the essence and charm. He can only improve his Taoism as soon as possible, reach the eighth rank, refine the magic weapon for self-defense, and then he will have the ability to save his life. If he reaches the ninth rank, he can come to subdue him.

And those heavenly beings…

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao sat cross-legged again, took out the Xingwan Tree, and even used the Yin-Yang Five-Flag Flag Altar, and began to use the method of dream divination.

He promised to help Hu Yunhai find the reincarnation of the lost heavenly being and perform divination based on clues every night.

Of course, he also has Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

He wanted to ask in advance what big event was about to happen in the Ancient Yuan Realm...

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The next day, the heavy snowfall for several days suddenly stopped.

"Master, we're here!"

In the Lushan City Basin, Pang Shanhu's master and apprentice are on their way.

Unlike the wilderness, the official roads in the Lushan City Basin are maintained and the snow is piled on the roadside, so it is much easier to walk.

Seeing all the disciples in Lushan City in the distance, they were a little excited.

When they were in Binzhou, they spent most of their time in the wilderness. They always had to worry about the troops sent by the King of Binzhou to round them up. Their life was very difficult.

Now that they have come to Lushan City and are about to start a new life, everyone is naturally smiling.

Pang Shanhu's face was solemn.

Yesterday, he secretly inquired a lot from the innkeeper. Lushan City was far more difficult to establish than he imagined. It seemed that he had to borrow Tai Sui's help.

Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly and said, "Let's go directly to Guanshan Pavilion."

"Master, didn't you say you would stay in a hotel first?"

"Huh, Tai Sui is famous far and wide. Why won't he arrange a place for us to stay as guests?"

"Wouldn't this save money..."

(End of this chapter)