Chapter 6 Cuishan Exchange Meeting
Cuishan is not too high. Liang Yan and the two walked up the mountain road. When they were halfway up the mountain, a few pedestrians gradually appeared around them, mostly young people of seventeen or eighteen years old. , there are also some middle-aged people.
Liang Yan glanced at them and knew that these were all immortal cultivators. He suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. He was obviously only at the first level of Qi training, but the cultivation levels of the people around him were exactly the same. In his mind, for example, the young man in black on the left, Liang Yan knew at a glance that he was at the second level of Qi training. Another example was the strong man in yellow shirt in front. He knew clearly that he was at the third level of Qi training. of cultivation.
Liang Yan was puzzled and looked at the old monk again, but he still only saw a haggard and dull old man with no aura in his body. He was just an ordinary mortal.
Of course Liang Yan would not regard the old monk as a mortal. After thinking about it, it should be the magical effect of the exercises taught by the old monk. Since practicing this exercise, Liang Yan has obviously felt that his hearing and eyesight have improved. My intuition is dozens of times more sensitive than before.
While he was thinking, the people rushing around suddenly stopped. Liang Yan looked up and saw a white mist in front of him, so white that there was no end in sight.
The people around seemed to have been prepared. They took out a talisman and threw it in the air. The talisman ignited when the wind blew, spun and landed in front of the owner, and then dived into the white mist. , as if leading the way. Those who sacrificed the talismans quickly followed and disappeared into 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?”
"No need, just follow me closely." After the old monk said that, he strode into the white mist. Liang Yan followed closely behind him. As soon as he entered the white mist, he felt a cold feeling coming over him. Fortunately, there was a monk there. Lead the way, and you won't be afraid of any danger when you arrive.
Wandering around in the fog for an unknown amount of time, suddenly their eyes lit up and the two of them finally walked out of the white fog.
Liang Yan looked up along the mountain road and saw a quaint small town located halfway up the mountain. The houses were scattered here and there, and they were all made of red bricks and blue tiles. The streets were busy with people coming and going.
When I walked into the town, I discovered that these people were all monks. There were many people sitting on the ground on both sides of the street, and street stalls were set up here. Some stalls were deserted, while others were crowded.
After all, Liang Yan is young and loves fun. It was the first time I saw so many cultivators gathering together, and I couldn't help but go to a crowded stall.
I saw a horse-faced man sitting on the ground, lowering his head and concentrating on reading a book, as if the people watching in front of him had nothing to do with him.
There are various props on the ground, including several thread-bound books, a pot of green powder, a blue knife, and a simple long sword.
There was a faint aura overflowing from the long sword, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not an extraordinary object. Most of the eyes of the people around were focused on this ancient sword, but they all obviously knew that it was expensive, and no one took the initiative to ask.
Liang Yan thought to himself: "I have been practicing cultivation with the old monk for many days. I usually fight with people only by relying on a pair of physical fists. It's time to find a handy weapon."
He usually fights with others. Li and the old monk traveled around the world, and also did some things to rob the rich and give to the poor. He still had a lot of money on his body, so he asked: "How much money does it cost before I am willing to sell this long sword?"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd around him immediately looked at him like a monster. Even the horse-faced stall owner who was lowering his head to read raised his head and looked at him with a strange expression.
After a while, the crowd burst into laughter. Some people were staggering with laughter, and others shouted: "Where did this country boy come from? Did he follow his master to gain experience?"
A young woman in green shirt couldn't help laughing and said: "Little brother, are you attached?" Is it possible that the descendants of any recent family don’t know that this Cuishan Exchange Meeting is a gathering of cultivators, and ordinary money cannot be used, and spiritual stones are needed to trade.”
As soon as these words came out, he immediately started to trade. This made Liang Yan blush. He had been smart since he was a child, but he had never been so embarrassed in his life. He thought to himself: "This old monk is so unreasonable. He has been practicing for so long and has never told me about the spirit stone." Thinking about this, he turned around angrily. Who knew that it would not matter if he turned back, but he found that the old monk had already disappeared.
Liang Yan suddenly thought: "What's wrong, could it be that the old monk was short of money and couldn't care about his face, so he left me here and ran away early?" The old monk only had a fortune. A rag monk's robe. The more Liang Yan thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Could he really have run away?
While I was thinking wildly, a voice suddenly came from my ear: "I have something to do, so you can take a walk first and come to the Tianzi Room of Piaoyun Hotel in the town to find me in the evening."
Liang Yan knew this. It was the old monk who transmitted the message into the secret, and he felt at peace. So he wandered around the town, taking a look at every street stall he encountered on the road. Since he didn't have any spiritual stones, he just treated it as a spectator.
It was evening before we knew it. Liang Yan got up from a stall and was about to find the Piaoyun Hotel. Suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder. Liang Yan turned around and saw two men and one woman standing behind him. They were a girl in red, a short and fat boy, and an elegant man. The three of them were all around seventeen or eighteen years old, except for the elegant man who was practicing Qi. Except for the second level, the other two are all on the first level of Qi training.
Now the elegant young man is looking at him with a smile.
“I have met my Taoist friend, Chen Chong. Do you know your surname?”
Liang Yan hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "Liang Yan."
Chen Chong smiled boldly and said: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Liang. Let me introduce to you, this is Fellow Daoist Tang Yantang, and this is Fellow Daoist Xu Kun Xu. ”
Liang Yan nodded one by one. I heard Chen Chong say again: "Fellow Taoist Liang has been looking here for a long time without making any move. He must be disdainful of these things."
Liang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, "It's a lie to be disdainful. Buy It’s true that you can’t afford it.” But this is definitely not the case. Maybe he said it, so he had no choice but to nod and say: "There really aren't any good goods."
Chen Chong's eyes lit up: "So, Taoist Liang, like us, are all rushing to the mountaintop auction tomorrow? ”
Liang Yan was stunned when he heard the words, and subconsciously said: "What auction?" Chen Chong and the other three looked strange, "You don't know about the auction on the top of Cuishan? I don't know if you are a descendant of He Zongmen or which immortal family? ”
Liang Yan thought to himself: "I don't have any sect. I followed a lazy monk and refused to let myself be a disciple. I don't understand the common sense of the world of immortality. I am really embarrassed today." ”
Although he thought so in his heart, he still smiled on the surface and said: "Young Taoist Chen don't know something. My master is a casual cultivator. I have followed him to practice hard in the mountains since I was a child. This time I was ordered to go out to the mountains to gain experience."
Chen Chongting Hou Wen smiled and said: "So we are casual cultivator disciples. In fact, the three of us are also casual cultivators. Although the sect is good, it is not as free as us. It's just that the casual cultivators are alone. When we meet outside, it is better for us to unite and help each other." ”
Liang Yan nodded in agreement.
“Since Fellow Daoist Liang doesn’t know about this mountaintop auction, let me introduce it to you. Speaking of this Cuishan Exchange Meeting, it is hosted by the outer courtyard of Yixing Pavilion, the largest sect of cultivating immortals in Zhao State. Yixing Every once in a while, the pavilion will appear in various places across the country. Three types of exchange meetings are held locally: large, medium and small. During this period, everyone can exchange practice experiences together, sell or exchange various spiritual weapons, elixirs and materials."
"Cuisan Exchange Meeting like ours is a small one. exchange meeting, dedicated to The door provides a way for monks who have just started to practice Qi to exchange what they have."
"So, Liang Yan has been taught, so what is going on at the mountaintop auction?"
" Fellow Daoist Liang didn’t know something. Outside of this exchange meeting, There are some unattractive groceries all around, and no one would use the good stuff to set up a street stall. Just like what Brother Liang saw just now, didn’t he find what he likes? All the really good stuff will be at the mountaintop auction tomorrow night. ”
After hearing this, Liang Yan looked like he suddenly realized: "Don't you know what are the conditions for participating in this mountaintop auction?"
Chen Chong said with a smile: "There are no conditions, but the participants are usually from nearby Cultivation families or sects are familiar with each other. Taoist friend Liang has lived in the mountains for a long time and is quite unfamiliar. Maybe the gatekeepers will make things difficult for them."
Liang Yan sighed: "That's the case. Said, this auction is still not related to me."
"That's not the case. In fact, Chen's cousin is a disciple of the famous Tanshan Sect nearby, and he happened to be selected to assist in patrolling the auction. One, he will come forward to help when the time comes, and we can go in and join in the fun.”
“Brother Chen, I feel sorry for him.”
Chen Chong said seriously: "Brother Liang, what are you talking about? I just said that we casual disciples should help each other outside. Going to the auction this time will also give us a lot of experience."
Liang Yanxin I thought, nothing happened. Since the other party invited me so kindly, it was hard to refuse. He immediately nodded and said: "Then I'd like to thank Brother Chen first."
Chen Chong smiled and said: "That's right, then we agree to meet here tomorrow night at Hai hour and set off together."
Liang Yan nodded, joked with everyone again, and then left. When he arrived at Piaoyun Inn, it was already evening. After asking the shopkeeper, he found the Tianzi Room. To his surprise, it turned out to be a VIP room.
"When did the old bald donkey get rich?" Thinking like this, he pushed the door open and went in.
The old monk was in the house, sitting at the tea table with his hands clasped together, as if he was meditating. Seeing that Liang Yan was unhappy, he asked, "How is it? Is there anything you like today?"
It was okay not to ask, but Liang Yan became angry when asked. He rolled his eyes and said angrily: "There's a lot to like, but I can't spend the money."
The old monk knew that he was mocking himself, but he was not angry. He smiled slightly and took out the magic weapon from behind his back. A small cloth bag was handed to Liang Yan.
Liang Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it and glanced at it, "Could this be the legendary storage bag?" After he opened the small bag, he was completely shocked and saw that everything was neatly stacked inside. One hundred spiritual stones.
"This old monk has been out for a day, could he have collected this spiritual stone for me?" As soon as this strange idea came to his mind, Liang Yan felt incredible. This old man was usually so poor that he didn't even have money to buy a steamed bun. , I actually managed to collect such a large amount of money in this short time.
Thinking that he might have gained something from this exchange meeting, and he didn't know if he had endured any hardships, I felt sour in my heart. I wanted to open my mouth to say thank you, but he had been a proud man since he was young, so he opened his mouth half-open but was speechless.
The old monk saw that he looked weird and didn't care, and continued: "Actually, you need to know that money is something external to the body. We monks attach the most importance to our own cultivation. When we encounter something that can increase our cultivation and strength, we should Sell when you sell. In fact, this is also the reason why some good things often have a price but no market. ”
Liang Yan took a deep breath and said, "Young man, I remember."
The old monk nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go and do today's homework."
No words for the whole night, the second Early in the morning, the old monk went out again. After what happened yesterday, Liang Yan was not worried and just meditated and practiced Qi alone in the inn.
The day passed by in a hurry, and it was night in a blink of an eye. Liang Yan came back to his senses from meditating. He was the only one in the inn, and there was no old monk. When he looked out the window at the street, he saw that there were only twos and threes on the street, and most of the people had closed their stalls.
"Is the old monk late to come back today?"
"Forget it, it's time to agree to meet, so I'll go to that auction first to see if there's any Nothing good." With this thought in his mind, Liang Yan stood up and put the storage bag given by the old monk into his arms, opened the door and stepped outside.
(End of this chapter)