I'm sorry, I'm a little better

Chapter 14 Opportunities
A day later, when the caravan passed through Pingshi City, Chen Ze left the team.

Compared to a big city like Ruifeng City, Pingshi City is much smaller, and the population of the whole city is only about [-]. There are many other small cities like this around Qingyangzong.

The reason why Chen Ze came here was mainly because there was a market for immortal cultivators in Pingshi City.

This square market opens every seven days and lasts for half a day each time.

If you want to enter the square market to sell items, you need to pay a low-grade spirit stone, but if you only buy things, you don't need it.

However, most people come to the market to buy and sell.

The same is true for him coming to Fang City. On the one hand, he wanted to sell the relics of Senior Brother Wu, and on the other hand, he wanted to see if there was anything useful to him here.

When passing by the market, Chen Ze bought a mask and put it on his face.

This is also the routine operation of those who enter the market.

Turning and turning all the way, Chen Ze came to a huge ancient building in a remote city.

This ancient building used to be a temple. After it fell into disrepair, the Shen family of the Immortal Cultivation Family in Pingshi City emptied all the god statues inside and replaced them with stalls, so this place became a market.

Of course, if you want to do this kind of business, you need to have a certain strength.

The Shen family is a family of great cultivators, and there are foundation-building monks in the family. It is said that there is also a member of the Shen family who serves as a deacon in Qingyangzong.

It is precisely because of their strength and background that some small families and casual cultivators in the surrounding area are willing to come here to do business.

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When he came to the gate of the temple, Chen Ze took the initiative to take out a spirit stone and handed it to the two black-clothed Shen family monks guarding the gate.

After the Shen family monk collected the spirit stones, he took out a sign and handed it to Chen Ze, and then waved his hand to indicate that Chen Ze could enter.

After entering the temple, there are rows of stalls that greet your eyes. The total number is about a hundred, and only a dozen of them are vacant.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ze couldn't help feeling a little sad.

He has been here many times, each time under the leadership of his parents.

The reason why he thinks that evil is prevalent in this world is also because he has seen too many people with all kinds of cards here.

At that time, he followed his parents and worried about them, because there are quite a few people in this city who can take their lives.

His cautious character may have been developed at that time.

"I don't know how my parents are doing now? And my ancestors..."

Chen Ze felt a little emotional.

The city where the Chen family is located is called Dayan City, which is near Pingshi City.

The father of the family, Chen Shan, has five levels of qi training. On weekdays, he exorcises evil spirits and catches demons for the wealthy households in the surrounding area to earn some Lingshi or silver taels.

When he was young, his father met his mother who was a casual cultivator outside, and saved his mother's life. Later, the two became Taoist couples.

In addition to his father who is at the fifth level of Qi training and his mother who is at the fourth level of Qi training, there are three uncles who are at the third and fourth levels of Qi training and four cousins ​​who are at the first and second levels of Qi training.

Finally, there is the ancestor of the ninth level of Qi training.

However, because the ancestor was injured when he was young, he had very little hearing left, so the true combat power is estimated to be only at the level of the eighth level of Qi training.

But the old ancestor's ability to draw symbols is good, and this is also the main source of income for the Chen family.

After all, if you want to get spirit stones, you have to earn money from monks, like parents and uncles, most of them earn taels of silver.

Chen Ze looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and the past came to his mind.

When he was about to join the Qingyang Sect, he saw with his own eyes that the things in the storage bags of his parents and ancestors were decreasing a little bit.

But he can only pretend not to know...

He is still the unicorn of the Chen family in the mouth of his father and ancestors.

But they didn't know that if this qilin was really only as good as they saw, then in Qingyang Sect, he was only the lowest among the outer disciples.

Chen Ze subconsciously touched the inner armor on his body. This was the trump card his father had obtained in exchange for his own spiritual soldiers.

Chen Ze sighed lightly, he was a little homesick.

He misses his father who is eager for public good and righteousness, who is upright, but a little impulsive and can't control his mouth. He misses his gentle and careful mother who always stops his father from being stupid at critical moments. There are some uncles and brothers who are not smart.

Dayan City is very close to Pingshi City, so it stands to reason that he should drop by to have a look.

But after much deliberation, he finally decided to forget it.

Although he seldom wrote letters to his family in the past six months, his mother must have been thinking about him, and probably knew that the Qingyang Sect would hold an outer trial recently.

If he goes back at this time, no matter what the family says, he will think that he is going back to ask for help, and then...

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it, I'll go back to the family after the trial is over."

Chen Ze took a deep breath, restrained his emotions, and then looked around at the buyers and sellers present.

Although most of these people wore masks and concealed their cultivation, he could still see the details of these people at a glance.

"There are so many demon cultivators mixed in?"

Chen Ze frowned slightly.

There were no foundation-level cultivators present, but there were as many as seven or eight demon cultivators.

Although he had seen Moxiu before when he came to this city with his parents, there were only a few of them each time.

"Could it be related to the trial?"

Chen Ze glanced at the hidden demon cultivators again. When he saw one of them, his eyes hidden behind the mask narrowed slightly.

This is a demon cultivator at the fifth level of the Blood Demon Dao Qi training. His cultivation base is not very good, but he actually carries a heavy treasure with him!

When he came here before, the hole cards in his eyes were middle-grade spiritual weapons, top-grade spiritual weapons, but now that he has stepped into the seventh level of Qi training, his vision is naturally much higher.

Therefore, the things that most people hide are completely insignificant to him now, but this blood demon is different, this person actually carries a top-grade spiritual weapon with him!
And it's an extremely rare type!

So much so that the heartbeat of him, who was in front of the mountain collapsed and did not change his face, unconsciously accelerated a little.

"This is my chance!"

Chen Ze forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart and pretended to be calm and walked towards a stall in the corner.

Sitting in that booth was a middle-aged man wearing a mask.

This middle-aged man sets up a stall here every time the market opens, and he is one of the few people in the whole market who is stronger than him.

Although this person was wearing a mask, Chen Ze knew the identity of this person.

This person is from the Yu family in Luokang City. The Yu family is an alchemy family. They have no shortage of spiritual stones, but they lack spiritual soldiers. Therefore, they often send people to various markets to purchase spiritual soldiers and sell elixirs at the same time.

All the Qi Gathering Pills I swallowed before entering Qingyang Sect were all bought from him.

Since this person is not bad for spirit stones and has a good reputation, most people who come to this market to sell spirit weapons will look for this person.

Coming to the middle-aged man, Chen Ze saw the familiar sign.

"Buy all kinds of spiritual soldiers and sell all kinds of pills."

Without hesitation, he took out a storage bag from his arms and placed it on the stall, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"Look at the things inside and estimate the price."

　Thank you Qingfeng for the 100-point reward, and thank you for your monthly ticket recommendation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)