Liu Qinghuan asked puzzledly, "Sunday Market?"

Tongzhen said with a smile: "Aoki Daoyou just came, so I don't know, that Sunday market is a big event in my world, just like the gathering in the mortal world, it will be held every fifty years, and each time it will last for about a month, and this time it is the turn to do it in Taicang City." ”

Geng Yuan also came over and said, "Yes, there will be countless people from all realms, bringing their treasures, spiritual objects, various collections, and bags full of spirit stones to the market to trade with people, which can be described as a lively and noisy world!"

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel a little interested: "So, there will also be a lot of rare things?"

"Of course!" Geng Yuan's eyebrows fluttered and said: "In the last Sunday Bazaar, I bought a ground-level purple silk glittering gold stone from a stupid monk from another world monk for 50,000 high-grade spirit stones, and only then did I break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and advance to the god of transformation. ”

He smacked his lips like he couldn't get enough of it: "I just don't know if my luck can be so good this time." ”

Liu Qinghuan asked, "Are there any other people from the interface?"

"Yes, quite a few. Geng Yuan said: "During the Zhou Tian Market, the boundary gate of our Wan Hu Realm in the Netherworld War Domain will be opened, as long as it is a monk on the Qing Netherworld side, he only needs to spend a thousand spirit stones to buy a pass token, and he can come to participate in the market." ”

"He!" Liu Qinghuan looked at Tong Zhen and sighed: "This business is done! A person can make a lot of money just by selling pass tokens, right?"

Tong Zhen smiled: "Fortunately, for high-level cultivators, this spirit stone is just a drop in the bucket. ”

In this regard, he obviously didn't want to say more, and said instead: "There are all spiritual things in the bazaar, but the quality is uneven, there are real things, and there are many fake things, it depends on whether you are quick enough to see and be quick." If it's hard to tell, there will be a reputable auction where the contents are genuine. ”

Liu Qinghuan touched his chin, thinking that he was going to refine the Nine Songs Red Dust Spectrum with the Songxi Cave Heavenly Map, and the Nirvana Pill had not yet been completed, so maybe he could really find something usable at that Sunday Market.

"So, it's really not to be missed......"

When the group walked out of the teleportation circle in Taicang City, they saw a huge immortal city leaning on mountains and rivers, and the flow of people was like a carp crossing the river, filling the streets and alleys.

Taicang City is equipped with a forbidden air array, and the wide streets are lined with shops on both sides, all of which are wide open, welcoming visitors from all directions.

There are also squares painted on the side of the road, and there is a stone case all on the side, and someone has already taken out something and started to set up a stall. and he who sold the great quantity took up several squares.

And the people walking on the road, in addition to normal clothing, there are many strange costumes, strange-looking people, or have horns on their heads, are more than a foot tall, or have an extra tail behind them, and walk with twists and turns, which is very eye-catching.

There are still a few days before the official start of the Sunday market, and Taicang City is now so lively, I am afraid that the whole city will be crowded in the future.

Without waiting for Liu Qinghuan to take a closer look, a young man with a whisk in his hand walked over with a few monks, and before he got closer, he laughed loudly: "Tongzhen, you can be regarded as here!"

Tongzhen's body was shocked, his face showed surprise, and he hurriedly greeted him and bowed down and said: "Chong Yi senior, when did you get out of the customs? How dare the boys work for you to greet you, this, this is really ......"

Looking at an old man with a white head and a white beard, bending over in front of a young man with red lips and white teeth, calling himself a kid, the scene was really funny. However, the age of the monks was never judged by their appearance, and all those present saluted the young man respectfully.

Liu Qinghuan also bowed his head and saluted, which made Tongzhen claim to be so, and the few people in moon-white robes who followed behind him were also above the gods, obviously this young man's cultivation must be extremely high, and maybe his identity was also very unusual.

The young man waved his hand casually, interrupting Tong Zhen's words, his eyes had already fallen on Liu Qinghuan, and he looked strange: "You are the little cultivator from Yun Mengze? Yes, yes, I heard that you unexpectedly slapped the Futu Demon Sect and made them lose face? Hahaha, the deity admires you very much!"

Liu Qinghuan was a little stunned, and was busy flattering: "The younger generation is also forced to die, forced by the situation, and has to fight for his life." ”

Tong Zhen stepped forward to introduce him: "Aoki Daoyou, this is the predecessor of the Taiqing Gate Boundless Peak Master Chongyi, who has been in retreat for thousands of years in order to impact the Mahayana realm. ”

He couldn't hide his excitement and said: "I really didn't expect you to come to greet us, and let you wait for a long time......

Chong Yi uncaringly carried the dust on his shoulders, becoming more and more like an unruly teenager.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, the old man just came out to breathe, and I heard that Yun Mengze found it, so I came to see people by the way. Let's go, let's go back to the door first. ”

He beckoned to Liu Qinghuan, and said with a pair of eyes shining: "Come here, tell me in detail on the way, how you got the skin of the Demon Sect." ”

Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to walk over and think about it, Chong Yi seemed to be extremely dislike the Futu Demon Sect, obviously looking at the other party's jokes.

In an extremely angry tone, he described the fact that the Futu Demon Sect disguised the late-stage monk as the mid-stage of the Transformation God and tricked him into going to the stage to compete, and the subsequent battle process was even more thrilling—although the truth was indeed very thrilling.

The group walked outside Taicang City, and when they arrived outside the city, they changed to a cart pulled by four spirit beasts and continued to Taiqing Gate.

Taiqing Gate, as the leader of the Dao Gate of the Wan Hu Realm, the mountain gate is extremely magnificent. Inside the door is like a fairyland, countless mountains of all sizes loom in the misty clouds, and there is a light and dusty atmosphere.

Liu Qinghuan's mouth kept talking, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity in his heart, especially when he saw the nine majestic peaks, if it weren't for the completely different locations, he would have thought that he had returned to the Wenshi faction.

"And then?" came from the side, Chong Yi asked, "Did the Futu Demon Sect really let you enter the Chalcedony Pool of the Cold Extreme Heaven?"

Liu Qinghuan settled down and said, "Yes, they are at a loss, and they can't go back on their previous agreement in front of everyone, so they have to agree." ”

"Hahaha!" Chong Yi slapped his legs and laughed, without the prestige that the overhaul should have: "Let them always do some tricks, now stealing chickens can't be anti-erosion, it's interesting and interesting!"

The others also laughed cooperatively, and threw the words of praise at Liu Qinghuan again.

Liu Qinghuan also smiled, pretending to ask casually: "Senior, the nine peaks of your Taiqingmen are so tall and tall, but what is the origin?"