The big man was rude in appearance, but in fact, he was a very good talker, and his witty words were like beads, like Ling Xian talking about the benefits of participating in the Qingmu Mountain Festival.

Ling Xian listened to it in his ears, and while he was moved, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

After all, the two just met in Pingshui, and the other party was inevitably too enthusiastic.

Could it be some kind of conspiracy?

The fox is suspicious, but Ling Xian is not afraid, after all, he has hidden strength, and he is only a Jindan stage immortal cultivator, and he doesn't care about it.

But that being said, more things are better than less, so Ling Xian simply went straight to the point and made his words clear: "Daoist friends are so enthusiastic, is there any other reason?"

"Hehe, Daoyou are too careful, there is no malice in the bottom, I won't tell you, it will take a few days to walk from here to Qingmu Mountain, and the road is not very peaceful, I don't know when I will meet the demon clan, Xu invited Daoyou, because the two are together, relatively speaking, it is safer. ”

It's as simple as that?

Ling Xian was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, this explanation was also reasonable, so he was relieved, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since this is the case, I have made Brother Xu this friend." ”

"Brother Ling is polite, you are a monk in the late stage of Jindan, along the way, Xu still has to rely on Brother Tai. ”

The two of them said a few polite words, and then they showed their powers, turned into dazzling rainbows, and disappeared into the distant sky.

In the next half month, the two of them hurried away, of course, they didn't fly stupidly all the time, and exchanged cultivation experiences during this time.

Of course, with Ling Xian's strength, even if the stone of his mountain could attack jade, it would be difficult to hear anything useful from the mouth of a Jindan monk.

It's just a hypocrisy and a snake, just a few casual words, let that Xu Haomao pause, and become more and more respectful to him.

......

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, a majestic mountain range came into view, Xu Hao's face showed excitement, and finally arrived safely.

Speaking of which, this time the two of them were really lucky, there should have been a lot of monsters along the way, but the two of them didn't meet a strange one.

Without the slightest delay, we arrived at our destination safely.

Ling Xian released his divine sense, and the mountains in front of him stretched endlessly, stretching for thousands of miles, and the air was filled with abundant aura, which was far from comparable to the Shuiyun Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Occasionally, there was a flash of light in the sky, and then it disappeared into the deep mountains.

Obviously, the mountains around here are all shrouded in formations.

It's definitely a stupid choice, I don't know how to get in?

As if seeing Ling Xian's concern, Xu Hao smiled and said, "Brother Ling, don't worry, we just need to wait for a while, and naturally there will be a responsible deacon to open the ban and let in the fellow Daoists who have come from afar." ”

"I see!"

When Ling Xian heard this, his face showed a look of understanding, so he calmed down, chose a clean grass to meditate, and waited quietly.

Of course, it was not cultivation, it was too dangerous in this place, Ling Xian was just pranayama and recovered the mana lost by hurrying.

Xu Hao saw it clearly, and his face did not show any surprise, but instead sat down cross-legged.

Sleeping in the open air is not hard for monks.

From time to time, a light appeared in the sky, landing around this mountain far or near, Ling Xian released his divine sense, and after a while, he found more than a dozen.

The cultivation of these people is uneven, the short ones are just building a foundation, and the strong ones are already at the Yuan Infant level like themselves.

These people didn't know each other, and they also found a clean place to rest.

Ling Xian nodded secretly, it seemed that Xu Hao was indeed not lying.

As time passed, more and more people came, and finally there were hundreds, and at this moment, a spiritual light was released from the mountain peak in front of them, and there was a faint fairy music in the sky.

The mist dispersed, and a large door appeared in the void out of thin air.

The gate is more than ten feet high, simple and gorgeous.

The immortal cultivators present could see it clearly, and their faces all showed eager looks.

"Welcome to Qingmu Mountain, you can come in now. ”

The desolate voice came to his ears, and finally a monk couldn't bear it, it was a short and fat guy: "That is the case, Zhang is disrespectful." ”

Before the words fell, he disappeared into the gate in a flash.

The rest of the monks looked at each other, and some took the lead, and they did not hesitate any longer, and flew in one after another.

Ling Xian also mixed in with the crowd.

Through the gate, the eyes suddenly opened up.

However, as far as the eye could see, Ling Xian's expression froze.

No, to be precise, it should be surprising, the Qingmu Mountain Festival, as the name suggests, should be held in the mountains, but what catches your eye is a big city.

Ling Xian turned his head to look around, and found that the rest of the immortal cultivators did not show any surprise on their faces, it seemed that most of them had already known.

So Ling Xian no longer made a fuss, and followed the cultivators to the immortal city in front.

The sound of shouting and selling came and went, Ling Xian released his divine sense, and was surprised to find that the behemoth in front of him was not so much a city as a city.

It's a big city.

"This is the Qingmu Mountain Festival?"

"No, that's just part of it, the real highlight, at the auction. ”

Xu Hao's voice came into his ears, and his face showed excitement: "Brother Ling, don't underestimate the Fang Market in front of you, there are immortal cultivators from the south and north here, plus there are many people, and there are countless treasures of all kinds, which are far from being comparable to ordinary Fang City." ”

"Really?"

The expression on Ling Xian's face was not eager, the purpose of his coming here was not to participate in any exchange meeting.

Treasure?

Joke, even if the treasures here are added together, there is no way to compare them with what he got from the Heavenly Hate Ancestor a few days ago.

The reason why Ling Xian came here was for another purpose.

One is to increase knowledge, and the other is to inquire about news.

Ling Xian wanted to find a blessed place in the Cave Heaven that was inaccessible.

But he is not familiar with the life of the Demon Beast Dao, the exchange meeting, visitors from all directions, although there are many treasures, and the news is also the most well-informed.

The festival lasts for several days, and the auction will only be held on the last day, and the first few days are all for monks to exchange ideas between the monks from the north and the south.

"Ling Daoyou, thank you for taking care of me along the way, Xu wants to buy some treasures, so I'll leave first. ”

"You're welcome. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xian's mouth, and he was also covered in green light, flying away like that huge city.

Soon, entering the city, there was a strong commercial atmosphere, the sound of selling came and went, and the immortal cultivators from the south to the north were selling their treasures to everyone.

There are both humble stalls and shops built with spells.

PS: The second update, ask for recommendation votes!(To be continued.) )