I have a long pupil

Chapter 231 Thunderous New Era

"The avenue circulates, Yin and Yang rotate, and the world rises and recovers. Today, the Lushan Cultivation Workshop is open, and all the sages are recruited. The gods of the world are all here. The ancestors protect and bless you..."

The Taoist who recited the sacrificial words had a loud voice. Although his face was solemn, the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

On the day of the beginning of winter, there was heavy snow.

There is a spiritual world temple built in Lushan City Market, which is the core of the divine domain here and also the largest investment in Xuandu Temple.

But in that kind of place, outsiders are naturally not allowed to enter, so the opening ceremony was held at this temporary altar.

The temporary altar made of thick logs had its beams covered with thick snow, and the original viewing venue was even knee-deep.

But at this moment, no one cares.

The various forces are divided into different formations, standing at the front, with Lushan City soldiers and horses in the middle, and wild cultivators on the outside. There are all three religions and nine streams, and rivers and lakes from the north and south gather together.

Most of the wild cultivators were excited.

The fog came and the journey was difficult. Some of them started to set off after hearing the news, and they suffered a lot on the road.

Some even have their bones buried in the wilderness.

No one who has experienced the chaos in the early stages of spiritual energy recovery and can survive and embark on this path is a fool.

They don't have Zhang Biao's luck, they don't have the backing of their sect, and they don't even have a complete Dharma. If they practice hard behind closed doors, they will only become frogs in the well.

Lushan Market is an opportunity for them.

Facts have also proved that this choice is correct.

Someone here knows for the first time what erysipelas is...

Someone here understands the classification of evil ghosts...

There are still people here who have made their first pot of gold...

They are just all living beings in the world of cultivation. Not to mention Zhang Biao, even the disciples of Baiyun Sword Pavilion who guard the gate have to look up to them.

For them, the plans and plans between the sects were just a matter of confusion and vague understanding.

But for them, witnessing this grand event is witnessing the beginning of a new era. Even if they cannot survive in the future and die in their hometown after leaving, it is still something to be proud of.

As for the various forces ahead, Lushan Market is a new colosseum, with excitement, silence, and scrutiny, and everyone has different expressions.

Zhang Biao was naturally among them.

He was still wearing a black robe, but he put away his face and looked forward with a calm expression, ignoring the glances from around him from time to time.

In fact, he is also examining all forces.

Uluda, the new deputy chief priest of the Fire Sect, arrived. He had a calm demeanor and showed no emotion or anger. He didn't feel angry when he saw him. He even nodded, as if the previous fight didn't exist at all.

Accompanying him was Amul, the prince of the Golden Tent Wolf King. He was tall, with flying curly hair, and eyes like a wild wolf...

Masters from the Lianhua Sect also suddenly appeared. Some of them had three eyes on their foreheads, some had skin as golden as paint, and some had ears hanging down from their shoulders. Each of them had strange phenomena.

Zhang Biao knew that this was the so-called "Buddha Treasure", but it was actually a magical weapon made from the flesh and blood of monsters. It was refined in the Buddhist temple in the spiritual world to cultivate the Vajra Bodhisattva body...

What he paid special attention to was Quzhou Faxiang Sect.

This sect is best at bodybuilding and martial arts, and is blessed by Dharma. I heard that powerful people in ancient times could even create Dharma heaven and earth.The huge palm prints he had seen in the spiritual world were probably made by this ancient master of the sect.

The reason why he cares about it is because his new treasure, the wandering spirit land, is also a kind of Dharma appearance to a certain extent, but it is more advanced and can wander around.

Compared with other sects, Faxiang Sect is unusually low-key and very stable. All the royal families and wealthy families in the state are attached to it.

The whole Quzhou is like an iron bucket.

If you watch this sect master fight against the enemy, it might be helpful for him to use the Wandering God Technique.

Of course, there are also some acquaintances from the capital here.

Some of the silver-medal headhunters from the Six Gates, and now the Yuzhenfu monks, occasionally looked at him with very complicated eyes.

Of course, their attention is more on the Fire Luo Sect and the Golden Horde Wolf Kingdom. The two sides are now on the same level.

Seeing this, Zhang Biao suddenly remembered an old saying that has been said badly: What is Jianghu?
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The ceremony was carried out according to the procedures. After the Taoist finished reading the ritual text, Master Xuchen personally came to the stage to preside over the ceremony.

Wearing a luxurious purple robe and a soaring crown on his head, he rang bells, waved swords, burned talismans, and burned incense. The procedures were complicated and complicated, and the flags and flags around him were even more spiritual mist gathering.

Just when someone was feeling bored, thunder suddenly rolled in the sky. On the Lushan Plain, the thick fog actually dispersed, and there were billowing clouds billowing in the sky.

Then a huge temple loomed, like a mirage, blurry.

But even so, everyone was still shocked.

The wild cultivators outside looked up at the sky, each with their mouths wide open. This situation was like a myth to them.

All forces frowned.

This is a demonstration by Xuandu Temple, indicating that after the construction of the temple in the spiritual world, Lushan City is under the protection of Xuandu Temple and can call on the divine court to help at any time.

The Huoruo Sect monks were full of envy.

You must know that their god-descending altar can make the Brahma god appear in the spiritual world, but when it appears in the real world, it is a completely different realm. They still have a long way to go.

However, this is just the beginning.

Old Taoist Xu Chen on the stage saw the eyes of everyone and sneered in his heart. Then he secretly took out a purple talisman from his arms, inserted his wooden sword, and stabbed the sky suddenly.

Rumble!
A huge thunder flashed and tore the clouds apart.

At this time, everyone's eyes changed.

Tie Yucheng saw Zhang Biao's face becoming solemn, and quickly asked in a low voice: "Master, that is..."

"Rayfa!"

Zhang Biao replied and looked at Xu Chen on the stage.

He had extraordinary eyesight, and when he saw Xu Chen's face turn white and red, and then quickly return to normal, he quickly used his spiritual vision eyes, and felt happy in his heart.

This old Taoist is only at the third level now. Even with the help of Shenting, it is impossible for him to use such a terrifying thunder method.The opponent has an additional negative status, which shows that the thunder talisman is backlashed and the soul is damaged by the shock.

Although Xu Chen, the old Taoist, would not hesitate to get hurt and pretend to be a badass, he did not point it out, let alone ridicule.

Because this shows that Xuandu Guan's foundation can be used. If he goes on a killing spree in Lushan City, he may have to escape underground to avoid this terrifying thunder method.

This thing is no different from a battle of wits.

A thunder also represents the beginning of a new era!
Sure enough, after the thunder method, the eyes of everyone on the stage were a little more solemn. Those wild cultivators looked at Master Xuchen as if they were looking at gods.

When Old Taoist Xu Chen saw this, he was very satisfied.

He knew that the capture of Yunxia Pass would be completely forgotten with the establishment of Lushan Market and the emergence of Lei Fa.

At this moment, his blood surged and his eyes turned black.

Oops!I'm so angry...

Old Taoist Xu Chen was startled. He swallowed back the long speech he had prepared. He endured the discomfort and looked down at Gu Chou, who looked down at him with a calm expression. His heart moved and he said:

"Headmaster Gu of Baiyun Sword Pavilion is the Lord of Lushan City. The construction of this place is inseparable from his hard work. It is most appropriate for him to announce the opening of the market!"

After saying that, he walked off the stage, returned to the tent and sat down. He immediately ordered his disciples to stand in front of him, breathing heavily and sweating like rain.

Gu Chou was stunned. Although he was a little surprised as to why Xu Chen temporarily changed the process and allowed himself to be on top, he was not a person with stage fright, so he jumped onto the stage.

When he was young, he was known for his handsomeness when he was in the world. Now he is over fifty, with gray hair on his temples and dressed in green clothes and white fur, which makes him look even more extraordinary.

Looking at the countless gazes from the audience, recalling all the past, he couldn't say a single word of the polite words he had originally prepared.

After a while, he suddenly smiled and said in a self-deprecating tone: "This may be the most glorious moment in Gu's life."

At this point, he calmed down and said in a deep voice: "The establishment of Lushan Market is all the result of Senior Xuchen. Gu just started and did some chores."

Xu Chen in the tent suddenly nodded slightly. The more he looked at Gu Qiu, the more he liked him and felt that he had chosen the wrong person.

Gu Qiu saw someone below him looking at him with disdain, but he didn't care, and continued: "When building this Lushan City, Gu asked Senior Xu Chen to help collect historical materials, and there is a record in it."

"In ancient times, there was a fairy island in the East China Sea. It was the largest market in the world of cultivation. It connected to the nine states. Even the monks from the mainland on the other side had frequent exchanges. Every night, the bright moon rose on the sea, the Kun whale spit out a long rainbow, and the light of the sword was like stars. , the fairy island's fiery trees and silver flowers stay bright all night long..."

Speaking of this, not only him, but also many people in the audience couldn't help but be fascinated.

Gu Chou paused for a moment, looked at Lushan City behind him, and sighed: "Gu is not talented, and he has exhausted all his efforts in building this city. I hope someone will mention it in future generations, Lushan is not inferior to Shaoyue!"

"This legend will be opened by you all!"

"Lushan Xiuzhenfang is open for business!"

boom!boom!boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of fireworks bloomed on the eaves covered bridge of Lushan Market in the distance, illuminating the surrounding areas in daylight.

I have to say that Gu Chou is very good at inspiring people.

Many wild cultivators, even sect disciples, were full of excitement, cheered in unison, and waved their fists, as if they were about to rush into the market in the next second, composing a legend since then.

Tie Yucheng also looked excited and clenched his fists tightly.

Zhang Biao couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, "You can shout if you want. Young people don't need to be too mature. If you have ambitions to rebuild the Xuanyang Sect, then this is the starting point."

Tie Yucheng nodded firmly with eyes full, and suddenly asked: "Master, what about you?"

"I?"

Zhang Biao was silent for a while, and looked towards the sky.

"It's still too small here..."

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Lushan Market was officially opened, and crowds of people immediately poured in.

Every store in Shantoufang City was overcrowded with people wandering around. Not only the wild cultivators, but also the disciples of various sects were also very interested.

Of course, although it looks lively, the trading volume is not high.

The reason is simple, most people have no money.

"What, you want a laser plate?!"

Lu Xuan opened her mouth wide and her voice was trembling.

Tie Yucheng was responsible for arranging the disciples of the Xunshan lineage, and at Zhang Biao's signal, he took them to visit.

At this time, everyone happened to be in Yunfu Shanfang City.

Many spiritual materials from the sea are gathered here, which is most attractive to the monks who stay inland all year round, so it is also the most popular.

Lu Xuan took a fancy to a glistening big conch, was deeply attracted by its breath, and tried to ask the price, but she didn't expect it to be so expensive.

The people around also gasped.

The radium disk must be dropped by at least a fourth-grade radium ghost, which is the kind of existence like Lord Fushou on the Yongding River.

Even the masters of some sect disciples do not have this practice.

The Yunfushan monk saw Tie Yucheng next to him and knew that these people were related to Tai Sui. He did not ridicule when he heard this, but politely said: "Fellow Taoist, this thing is called Thousand Mirage Snails. It is hidden deep in the seabed. Every moonlight night, it can be Cast illusions to confuse passing ships.”

"No matter how high the Taoism is, it is difficult to dive into the deep sea, so I can only pick it up on the shore. It is left over from ancient times. Now that the spiritual energy has just recovered, it cannot be born."

"Although it is only a third-grade one, for Taoist friends who are good at using illusions, it can be even more powerful if it is refined into a magic weapon!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes suddenly became hot.

Unfortunately, there are almost no buyers who can afford it.

The monks of Yunfu Mountain didn't care either. This kind of thing was just used as a decoration to attract customers. The real trading goods were all kinds of weird ghosts or medicinal materials that could only be found in the inland.

The same thing keeps happening in every peak.

Although many wild cultivators just took a look at it, it opened their eyes and aroused their desires.

Pang Shanhu, however, was sitting with Zhang Biao in the Guanshan Pavilion at the moment, and said with a solemn expression: "Mr. Tai Sui, can we finally tell you what you want us to do now?"

(End of this chapter)