Looking at Fuchang, who was smiling with a shiny face and greeted with a hoarse voice, but enjoying it, Zhang Fan suddenly sighed in his heart.

The pursuit of immortal cultivators is not the same for everyone. After all, not everyone can hope for the path of immortality, and the vast majority of monks can only stop at a certain stage in their lives, and they can no longer advance an inch.

These people who are destined to embark on the road to immortality, but stop at the halfway point, have to put their energy into other aspects so that they can have some sustenance, so they derive a variety of pursuits.

There are those who are eager for the attention of the public, those who enjoy the power of the world, those who are obsessed with the love of men and women, those who are crazy and bloody killing, and those who are determined to set foot in the green mountains...... And so on.

Fuchang obviously also has its pursuit of indulgence, these are the paths chosen by everyone, but outsiders are not allowed to put their beaks in their beaks, so Zhang Fan can only be silent.

More than half an hour later, the two came to the place.

If it weren't for Fuchang's vow, Zhang Fan would not have believed that the legendary Fang Market was actually in this place.

-- Downtown Binhaifang.

The location here is special, there is only one main hall in the center, surrounded by endless shops and stalls on all sides, noisy and prosperous, if it is an ordinary shop, it is better, and it is a little child's play to use it as a bazaar location.

However, after following Fu Chang into this spacious and quaint stone hall, he quickly understood why.

There was nothing else in the main hall, and there were not too many people, only seven or eight disciples of the Qi refining period guarded it, and after a slight glance, Zhang Fan saw that they all had disciples of the three sects, and their cultivation was quite passable, all of them were above and below the tenth floor.

"I've seen Uncle Fu. ”

"This uncle is very fresh, is it the first time to come?"

As soon as the two of them stood in the hall, a tall and radiant young monk stepped forward, first greeted Fu Chang and seemed quite familiar, and then asked Zhang Fan.

Looking at his expression, it is obvious that he has seen a lot of monks in the foundation building period, although he is very respectful, but he does not have a look of fear and curiosity, and he is not surprised to see a lot of frank and unrestrained appearance.

"Hehe, Li boy, what nonsense are you talking about, don't hurry up and work, the people brought by Uncle Shi can still be wrong. Seeing him ask Zhang Fan's origin, Fuchang hurriedly laughed and scolded.

"Okay, Uncle Fu, what else can you not do after you have spoken, remember to give your little nephew a discount next time you go to the store." Strangely looking at Zhang Fan's words, the monk surnamed Li still agreed happily.

After speaking, he shouted: "Open the formation!"

As soon as the words fell, the other monks immediately got busy, and removed the curtain covering the center of the main hall, some of them prepared spirit stone magic weapons, and the remaining ones sat down separately and touched the ground with their hands.

"This is the ......" As soon as the curtain was lifted, Zhang Fan's face suddenly showed surprise.

"Small Teleportation Array!"

On the side, Fu Chang waved his hand to let the monk surnamed Li leave, and then spoke, saying, seeing that he was very interested and it would take some time for the formation to open, he told the origin of this formation by the way.

Teleportation array, such a thing that is widely spread in folk myths and legends, is actually not common in the world of cultivating immortals, and can even be called a rare encounter.

In ancient times, there were many large-scale teleportation arrays, communicating the distance between states, as long as they could afford the spirit stone, it was really a day, climbing the peak of the North Mountain, chasing the coast of the East China Sea at dusk, and the distance was not enough to describe its ability.

It's a pity that after the catastrophe that spread throughout the Three Realms, the teleportation array's layout methods, special materials, positioning techniques, and other extinct human beings can no longer reproduce the glory of the ancient period, which has also caused the regional concept of cultivating immortals to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

However, not all teleportation arrays were destroyed, and not all the technique materials were lost.

The small teleportation array in front of me was remodeled by using a half-damaged ancient teleportation array, and the teleportation distance was much shorter, not to mention cross-state, at best, it was extremely remarkable to be able to travel thousands of miles.

Even so, it was not something that the Great Grandmaster of the Array Dao couldn't do, so Zhang Fan would be so surprised when he saw it.

Just after the two of them chatted for a while, this small teleportation array was activated.

In an instant, the spirit stones inlaid around the teleportation array suddenly dimmed, and immediately, a pillar of light that reached the sky seemed to break through the ground, and suddenly lit up on the formation map.

The pillar of light was condensed and heavy, standing in front of him, he suddenly felt oppressive, and he could hear the slight explosion of the air around him, as if he was being torn apart by something.

"Let's go in!" Seeing this, Fu Chang pulled Zhang Fan's arm, and the two stepped into the pillar of light together, and when he entered, he didn't forget to turn back and say to the monk surnamed Li: "Li boy, the expenses are on the account, and then you will settle it again." ”

Before the words fell, the pillar of light trembled slightly, and then the figure distorted and blurred, and disappeared.

Being in the teleportation array, Zhang Fan didn't have any special feelings, but he felt that his eyes were dark at the moment of activation, and his brain was stunned for a moment, and then he woke up, but the world had changed in front of him.

...... Somewhere in the belly of the mountain, in a large stone room, two rows of ladies in palace costumes stand quietly.

The decoration of the stone room is quite luxurious, and the two rows of ladies are stunning, and this place that should make people feel reverie is somehow filled with an eerie atmosphere.

Everything was so quiet, the ladies did not move, and their eyes were fixed, as if the tray in front of them was the whole world.

This suffocating silence that seemed to last forever was suddenly broken.

As if it were white, the stone room suddenly lit up, and in the corner, a pillar of light appeared out of thin air, and the light flashed with a roar, as if the space was torn apart and something heavy fell.

After a while, the brilliance retracted, and the figures of two people appeared.

After a while, Zhang Fan adapted to the sudden change in space and opened his eyes. In front of you, you can see the two rows of delightful ladies.

Looking around the stone chamber, there seemed to be nothing wrong, but he always felt as if something was unnatural, but he couldn't find it.

Seeing his movements, Fu Chang suddenly sighed.

The stone room was so quiet, and the sigh became so abrupt that Zhang Fan couldn't help but look back.

Fuchang seemed to have no interest in speaking, and met his gaze, but only glanced slightly at the ladies on both sides, and then stopped talking.

With his movements, Zhang Fan, who had woken up from the confusion of teleportation, finally understood what always made him feel wrong.

- It's the ladies!

From beginning to end, without saying a word, without moving or looking, as if a puppet sculpture.

But both Fu Chang and himself knew very well that these were living people, after all, how could the heartbeat and breath of mortals hide from the ears of monks.

It was precisely because of this that he did not pay much attention to it at the beginning.

Now that I look closely, I immediately see the problem. These ladies, although their bodies are fresh and their blood is smooth, their eyes are blank and misty, as if they are always looking at the world through a layer of fog.

"Puppetry, Mind Magic, Puppet Refining, Lost Soul?"

Zhang Fan frowned, and then read the names of several spells.

At this time, it seems that these ladies have obviously been taken away by evil spells, and they have even been annihilated, and what is standing in front of him now is just a shell.

"It's the corpse puppet technique of the Illusion Demon Dao! Fuchang shook his head and didn't want to say more, but stepped forward and took a hooded black cloak from the tray held by a lady and handed it to Zhang Fan.

"Put it on, it's a cloak, it can hinder the divine sense. ”

After taking a deep look at those ladies and looking at Fuchang again, Zhang Fan immediately smiled and took it.

It seems that this rich senior brother is very blind to such behavior! he thought as he wore his disability clothes.

This obstacle cloak is also a special magic weapon, and it has no other function, that is, it can isolate the monk's divine sense detection, even if the cultivation is two or three realms higher, it is difficult to see the true face inside, let alone remember the breath.

Such magic artifacts are rare in the outside world, after all, they are not very useful, but in places like bazaars, they are essential.

While wearing it, Zhang Fan didn't feel a burst of itchy hands, and he always wanted to use the "Great Five Elements Forbidden Breaking Technique" to analyze the refining method of this magic weapon, but he hesitated for a moment or gave up.

After all, Fuchang is on the side, no matter how bad he is at fighting, he is a genuine foundation building period monk, if he sees the clues, it will be difficult to solve it.

After putting it on, Zhang Fan looked up, but saw that Fuchang was still the same as before. After a little thought, I don't think it's strange.

Fuchang is a frequent visitor here, and no one dares to covet it even if he gets something, so he naturally doesn't need it.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was dressed, Fu Chang nodded and walked out of the stone room first.

Coming out of the stone room, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly turned snow-white, and he squinted his eyes slightly before he got used to it.

When you look up, you finally know where the bazaar is.

In front of you is a huge cave, the dome is like a huge bell jar, just look at those stalactites all over the place, you know that you are in a natural mountain.

At the dome, there are densely packed and countless fluorites, and the dazzling white light before is caused by them.

"This was originally an ancient cave mansion, and after the exploration was completed, there should be a teleportation array to connect the Fang City, so it was rearranged to become the current bazaar. ”

Seeing that Zhang Fan was interested in his surroundings, Fuchang opened his mouth to explain.

No matter how good the environment is, it's useless, the key is people! Zhang Fan nodded, and then turned his gaze to the dozens of monks in the center of the cave, each sitting next to the stone table.

These dozens of monks, the nine layers and nine are the same as him, covering their bodies with their obscurity clothes, and probing a mist with their divine senses, and they can't see why their cultivation is high and low?

There was only one person, who entered in casual clothes like Fuchang, and did not deliberately hide his identity, seeing this, Zhang Fan naturally looked at it twice.

Noticing his gaze, the man turned around and nodded, but it was a thin and shriveled old man, with a wrinkled smile on his face, and he was suddenly so kind that he was a mess.

Seeing their eye contact, Fu Chang introduced in a low voice: "This person's name is Luo Yang, and he was originally the deputy head of Duobao Pavilion, well, now he is the acting head of affairs." ”

"It's him!" Zhang Fan's expression suddenly froze, and he glanced at it again, remembering Luo Yang's appearance in his heart.

(To be continued)