King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 571
Although the name of Tianzhu has a character of pillar, it is not a real pillar, but a majestic sacred mountain.

This mountain covers an area of ​​at least 3000 million miles, and stands upright. Anything that exists in front of this mountain is as insignificant as a speck of dust.

As for the height of Tianzhu, according to Zhang Daoyi's visual inspection, it is at least more than [-] li. In this world, this mountain should be the highest!
"The powerhouse of the ninth rank is really extraordinary!" Standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Daoyi telepathically sensed the powerful and unparalleled will in the mountain. This is the instinctive will of the ninth rank immortal emperor back then. Today's Zhang Daoyi is not in a hurry.

On the Tianzhu, clouds and mists shroud, divine springs flow, green radishes hang upside down, and ancient trees cover the sky. It is a fairyland on earth.

And the void this time is also extremely solid, much stronger than Tianyuan. Of course, there are places in Tianyuan where the void is a thousand times stronger than this place, but such places are only a few, not ordinary people can set foot.

Zhang Daoyi did not climb the mountain, but walked towards a gathering place under the Tianzhu. Among the Hundred Thousand Talents, there are many capable people and strangers. He must know more about the situation here than he does.

Strolling on the clean and tidy streets, looking at the crowds around, Zhang Daoyi felt a sense of returning to Tianyuan.

This is the handwriting of several Tiangong Pavilion geniuses. Tiangong Pavilion is good at all kinds of strange skills and ingenuity. It is a rare organization in Tianyuan where technology and practice coexist.

It can be said that in Tianyuan, the basic necessities of ordinary people are almost inseparable from the Tiangong Pavilion, and therefore, the Tiangong Pavilion has accumulated immeasurable wealth.

Just like the Dunshui boat used by God Xianluo back then, and the arena on that side were all created by Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhang Daoyi smiled slightly as he picked up a robot so tiny that it was almost imperceptible from the ground.

The buildings here are all built by these robots, but this is only the most superficial thing in Tiangong Pavilion, and Zhang Daoyi can understand the key at a glance.

"The people in Tiangong Pavilion really carve money into their bones!" Zhang Daoyi couldn't help but smile as he walked in this newly built city.

The buildings here are actually just decorations. After all, the Tianjiao who came here needs to sleep. The real big head here is the city center trading market.

A group of Tianjiao in Tiangong Pavilion provided the venue and maintained order, and they charged the venue fee.

Moreover, all the masters of Tiangong Pavilion have established a trading house here to recover all kinds of treasures, and in all other places, Tiangong Pavilion has also done everything.

When he came to this city, Zhang Daoyi only had one feeling, and that was order!
Although most of the masters are rebellious, there are still many people who are maintaining the order here, because it is good for them.

This world is a big treasure house, with countless rare treasures, and chance is something that is hard to explain. Maybe what you get is useful or useless. In this case, the existence of transactions is particularly important.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the 10-year-old Shenba vomits blood for a big sale!"

"The fragments of the Divine Weapon of the Ninth-Rank Immortal Emperor are now being dealt with at a loss!"

"The Nine-Aperture Divine Stone dug out from Tianzhu Mountain contains immortal treasures. Friends who are interested can come and gamble!"

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The sound of hawking echoed in the trading market. Of course, most of the hawkers here are not Tianjiao himself, but smart puppets provided by Tiangong Pavilion.

After all, they are one of the one hundred thousand masters at any rate, if they sell like peddlers in person, they still can't hold back this face.

Of course, experts with special hobbies are excluded. After all, among 10 people, it is inevitable that there will be a few people who are different.

"Fairy Luoshen's red bellyband is for sale at a low price!" Walking in the noisy trading market, Zhang Dao suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Following the sound, Zhang Daoyi came to a booth, and as expected, a familiar fat man caught his eyes, and this person was Jiu Que.

"Boss, how do you sell the bellyband?" Zhang Dao said with a smile on his face.

"1000 million credits, the same price!" Jiu Que responded with his eyes closed, but his voice weakened in the end.

"It's you!" Jiu Que opened his eyes, saw the inexplicable smile on Zhang Daoyi's face, and immediately understood the situation.

"I'm also forced by life!" Jiu Que laughed.

"Aren't you afraid that Xian Luoshen will fight for you?" Zhang Daoyi picked up the apron from the booth with a strange expression on his face.

"Scared!" Jiu Que's face immediately collapsed, "But the man's words are hard to follow, who told me to be cheated by that bastard Yang Fan!"

"Oh?!" Zhang Daoyi was a little curious.

"It's hard to say!" Jiu Que smiled wryly.

"Both of you are idiots, because of a bet, one really dared to rob and the other really dared to sell!" Zhang Daoyi was a little speechless, and then he asked, "Is Yang Fan still alive now?"

"Should be alive!" Fatty was also a little uncertain, he only knew that Yang Fan was being hunted down by Xian Luoshen and her flower protection team, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Of course, even if Yang Fan didn't die, the current situation is definitely not good. The bellyband was robbed, and Xian Luoshen almost went crazy.

"Brother Zhang, why don't you do me a favor and buy this apron." Jiu Que murmured, a little ashamed.

Now that the flower protectors of Xianluo God are attracted by Yang Fan, no one comes to trouble him. If someone notices this place in a few days, it is estimated that he and Yang Fan will end up the same.

Now that he has finally met an acquaintance, he is naturally unwilling to give up.

"I don't have so many credit points!" Zhang Dao spread his hands. He was telling the truth. Although his deceased parents left him wealth that ordinary people could never use up in their lifetime, it was only a few million. Wan, he really didn't.

In Tianyuan, one credit point is equivalent to hundreds of yuan in his previous life, and these millions are also a huge sum of money.

Of course, credit points are not very useful to him now, so he didn't spend any effort on this.

Jiu Que struggled, he knew that Zhang Daoyi had no reason to lie to him about this, but Zhang Daoyi's poverty refreshed his cognition, among the Tianjiao, Zhang Daoyi was probably the only one who was so poor.

The bellyband, no matter it's true or not, normal people probably wouldn't buy it. If they bought it, they would be hunted down to death. This thing is a hot potato!

"But I can modify it for you, so that you can sell this thing!" Zhang Dao pointed at the apron one by one, and immediately countless divine formations condensed rapidly on the apron, and then there were innate dao rhymes in the apron. circulate among.

It was almost just a momentary effort, and this apron was no different from a general Taoist weapon. Of course, this was just an appearance, and it didn't have the slightest function of a real Taoist treasure.

"Brother Zhang, you are really good at deceiving!" Jiu Que praised, in his induction, this apron is a Taoist weapon.

(End of this chapter)