The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 Cuishan Mountain is not too high. Liang Yan and the other two followed the mountain road. When they were halfway up the mountain, a few pedestrians gradually appeared around them, mostly young people aged 17 or 18, and some middle-aged people.

Liang Yan glanced at him, knowing that these were all immortal cultivators, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. It was obvious that he was only practicing Qi, but the level of cultivation of these people around him fell into his mind exactly, such as The black-clothed boy on the left, Liang Yan glanced at him, and he knew that he was the second-tier Qi training level. Another example is the strong man in yellow shirt in front of him. He knew clearly that he was the third-tier Qi training level.

　　 Liang Yan was puzzled in his heart and looked at the old monk again, but he still only saw a withered old man, without any aura in his body, just a mortal that could not be more ordinary.

Of course Liang Yan would not regard the old monk as a mortal. Thinking about it should be the magical effect of the old monk's exercise. Since practicing this exercise, Liang Yan has clearly felt that his hearing, eyesight, and intuition are more sensitive than before. Ten times more.

　　 While he was thinking, the people on the road suddenly stopped. Liang Yan looked up and saw a white mist appearing in front of him, and the end was invisible.

The people around seemed to be prepared, and one after another took out a talisman and flung it in the air. The talisman burned when the wind saw the wind, and fell in front of the owner, and then went into the white mist, as if leading the way. general. Those who sacrificed the talisman hurriedly followed up and disappeared in the white mist.

　　 Liang Yan asked curiously: "What are those?"

　　 "Lu Yin." The old monk said without looking back.

　　 "Oh, then why don't we have it?"

"No, follow me behind you." After the old monk said, he strode into the white mist. Liang Yan followed closely. As soon as he entered the white mist, he felt a sense of coldness. Fortunately, there were monks. Lead the way, and don't be afraid of any danger.

　　 was going around in the fog, and I don't know how long it had passed, but suddenly, the two of them finally walked out of the white fog.

　　 Liang Yan looked up along the mountain road, and saw a quaint town on the hillside, with scattered houses, all red bricks and blue tiles. People come and go on the street, it's so lively.

　　 walked into the town, only to find that these people are monks, there are many people sitting on the ground on both sides of the street, and there are stalls here, some stalls are deserted, some are surrounded by water.

　　 Liang Yan is young, after all, and loves lively. It was the first time to see so many cultivators gathering, and couldn't help but leaned forward to a crowded stall.

　　 I saw a horse-faced man sitting on the ground, looking down at a book intently, as if the crowd in front of him had nothing to do with him.

　　 There are various props on the ground. There are a few thread-bound books, a pot of green powder, a blue knife, and a simple long sword.

　　 There is a faint light on the long sword, and you can see and extraordinary things at a glance. Most of the eyes of the surrounding people fell on this quaint long sword, but obviously they all knew the price was high, and no one took the lead in asking for a while.

　　 Liang Yan secretly said in his heart: "I have practiced with the old monk for many days. I usually fight with people by a pair of fists. It's time to find a weapon to take advantage of."

　　He usually walked the rivers and lakes with the old monk, and he also did some activities of robbing the rich and helping the poor. He still had a lot of money on his body, so he asked, "How much money does this long sword cost before he is willing to shoot?"

　　As soon as he said this, the surrounding crowd immediately attracted him to look at him like a monster. Even the horse-faced stall owner who was reading a book looked up and looked at him strangely.

　　 A moment later, the crowd burst into laughter. Some people strayed from laughter, and others shouted: "Where is the country boy from here? Could it be that he followed his master to learn more?"

A young woman in a green shirt couldn’t help but say, “Little brother, which family are you younger than you, don’t you know that this Cuishan exchange meeting is a gathering of cultivators, you can’t use ordinary silver, you need to get spirit stones to trade? ."

　　 As soon as this remark came out, Liang Yan immediately made a big red face. He was smart since he was a child, and he has never been so embarrassed when he grows up. The heart said: "This old monk is too unsophisticated. I haven't talked to me about Lingshi for so long in my practice." Thinking about it, he turned his head angrily, but it didn't matter if he turned around, but found that the old monk was nowhere to be found.

Liang Yan's heart suddenly burst: "Have it, is it because the old monk is shy in his pocket and can't hold back his face, so he threw me here and drove away in advance?" The old monk also had a rags monk's clothes, Liang Yanyue The more you think it's possible, is it really gone?

When 　　 was thinking about it, suddenly a voice came from my ear: "I have something to do, you can just stroll around first, and find me in the sky room of the Piaoyun Hotel in the town in the evening."

　　 Liang Yan knew that this was an old monk who passed the sound secretly, and his heart settled down. So I wandered around in the town, and I would go and take a look at every stall on the road. Anyway, he didn't have a spiritual stone, so it was just like watching the excitement.

　　Unconsciously, it was evening when Liang Yan got up from a booth and was about to find the Piaoyun Hotel. Suddenly someone slapped on the shoulder. Liang Yan turned his head and looked, and saw two men and a woman standing behind him. They were a red-clothed girl, a short chubby boy, and an elegant man. All three were about seventeen or eighteen years old. Except for the elegant man, they were practicing Qi. Except for the second floor, the other two are on the first floor.

　　 Now the elegant young man is looking at him with a smile.

　　 "I have met fellow Daoists, and I'm under Chen Chong, don't you know your name?"

　　 Liang Yan hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fist and said, "Liang Yan."

　　Chen Chong laughed rather boldly: "It turns out that it is Daoyou Liang, let me introduce you, this is Daoyou Tang Yan and Daoist Xu Kunxu."

　　 Liang Yan nodded. I only heard Chen Chong say again: "Daoyou Liang has watched this for a long time and didn't make a move. It should be because he doesn't like these things."

　　 Liang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, "It's false to look down, but it's true if you can't afford it." But this is absolutely impossible to say, so he nodded and said: "There is really nothing good."

　　 Chen Chong's eyes lit up: "So, fellow Daoist Liang, like us, are all going to tomorrow's hilltop auction?"

　　 Liang Yan was stunned after hearing the words, and subconsciously said: "What auction?"

　　 The three of Chen Chong showed weird looks, "The Taoists didn't even know the Cuishan Peak Auction? I don't know if the friends are He Zongmen, or the children of which Xiuxian family?"

　　 Liang Yan thought to himself: "I don't have any sect, I followed a lazy monk, and I didn't allow myself to be an apprentice. I don't understand the common sense of the world of cultivating immortals. Today is a shame."

　　 Even though he thought so, he still smiled on the surface: "Daoyou Chen knows something, my master is a casual cultivator. I followed him in the mountains since I was a child, and this time I was ordered to come out of the mountains to gain insight."

After hearing this, Chen Chong smiled gently: "It turned out to be casual cultivators. Actually, the three of us are also casual cultivators. Although the sect is good, we are not as free as I am, but the casual cultivator is lonely and lonely. In an affair, we still unite and help each other. Better."

　　 Liang Yan nodded and said yes.

"Since Daoyou Liang doesn't know this mountain top auction, I will introduce it to you. Speaking of the Cuishan exchange meeting, it was hosted by the outer courtyard of the Yixing Pavilion, the first cultivator of the Zhao Kingdom. The Yixing Pavilion will be held every time. Three types of exchange meetings, large, medium and small, are held all over the country, during which everyone can exchange practice experience together, sell or exchange various spiritual weapons, elixirs and materials"

　　 "Like our Cuishan exchange meeting, it is a small exchange meeting, which is designed to provide information for the monks who have just started the Qi training period."

　　 "So, Liang Yan has been taught, what about this mountaintop auction?"

"Daoyou Liang knows something. There are some unobtrusive groceries on the periphery of this exchange meeting. No one will use good things to set up a street stall. Just like Brother Liang just saw, haven't you found what you like? Really good things. , All at the top auction tomorrow night."

　　 Liang Yan suddenly realized after hearing this: "I don't know what conditions are needed to participate in this mountain top auction?"

　　Chen Chong smiled and said: "There are no conditions, but the people involved are usually nearby Xiuxian families or sects, and they are familiar with each other. Liang Daoyou has lived in the mountains for a long time, and he is quite face-to-face. Maybe the guardian disciples will find it difficult to see."

　　 Liang Yan sighed: "So, this auction still has no chance with me."

"That's not the case. In fact, Chen's cousin is a famous disciple of Tan Shanzong nearby. He happened to be one of the disciples who assisted in patrolling this auction. When that time comes, he will help, and we can also go in and join in the fun. "

　　 "Brother Chen is so troublesome, and Liang Yan can't be overwhelmed."

　　 Chen Chong said sternly: "What did Brother Liang say, I just said, we casual cultivators are outside, so we should help each other, this time going to the auction, it is also for us to have a long experience."

　　 Liang Yan thought, there is nothing left and right, since the other party is so kindly invited, it is hard to refuse. Immediately nodded and said, "Then thank Brother Chen first."

　　Chen Chong smiled and said: "As it should be, then we have agreed to meet here tomorrow night and set off together."

　　 Liang Yan nodded, then joked with everyone before leaving. By the time of the Piaoyun Inn, it was already night. After asking the shopkeeper, he found the Tianzifang. To his surprise, it turned out to be a VIP room.

　　 "When did the old bald donkey get rich?" Thinking like this, he opened the door and went in.

　　 The old monk is in the house, sitting at the tea table with his hands folded, seeming to be meditating. Seeing Liang Yan feeling unhappy, he asked: "How about it? Is there something to fancy today?"

　　 It's okay if you don't ask, you get angry when you ask Liang Yan. Rolling his eyes, he said in an angry tone: "There are so many fancy things, but the money can't be spent."

　　 The old monk knew that he was taunting himself, and he was not angry. He smiled slightly, took out a small cloth bag from behind and handed it to Liang Yan.

　　 Liang Yan subconsciously reached out and took it, his eyes swept, "Is this the legendary storage bag?" After he opened the small bag, UU read www.uukanshu. Com was completely shocked, and saw a hundred spiritual stones neatly stacked inside.

"This old monk went out for a day, did he get me this spirit stone?" Liang Yan felt incredible when this weird idea came out. This old man is usually poor and doesn't even have the money to buy a steamed bun. Make up such a large sum of money.

　　 I thought that he might have gained something from this exchange meeting, and he didn't know if he had suffered, and his heart became sore. I wanted to open his mouth to say thank you, but he has been proud since he was young, and he was half-opened for a while but was speechless.

Seeing his weird look, the old monk didn’t care, and continued: “Actually, you need to know that money is something outside of your body. I wait for the monks to put the most emphasis on their own cultivation base. When they encounter something that can increase their cultivation base and improve their strength, they will take action. In fact, This is also the reason why some good things often have no market."

　　 Liang Yan took a deep breath and said, "The kid remembered."

　　 The old monk nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Hurry up and do today's homework."

　　 There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, the old monk went out again. After yesterday's incident, Liang Yan was not worried, but just meditated alone in the inn.

　　 One day passed in a hurry, and it was night in a blink of an eye. Liang Yan recovered from the meditation. He was the only one in the inn, and there was no old monk. He looked out the window and the street. The street was in twos and threes, and most of the people were closed.

　　 "Is the old monk coming back late today?"

"No matter, it's time to count the time to meet up. I'll go to the auction first to see if there are any good things." Thinking like this, Liang Yan got up and collected the storage bag given by the old monk. In his arms, he opened the door and stepped outside.