Yulong Mountain is like a drunkard lying drunk on the ground with his head on his hands. The raised belly is enough to cover a radius of hundreds of miles. It is divided into a radius of more than ten miles to form a huge Yulong Market. There are countless shops, restaurants, and entertainment in the entire market. The most attractive one is undoubtedly the roadside stalls on both sides of the entire Yulong Street.

Cultivators with different cultivation levels and different appearances and attitudes sat cross-legged behind their respective stalls casually. Some people greeted them enthusiastically, but more people looked like they closed their eyes and waited for the guests to come to the door.

The Yulong Street was surrounded by shoulders and crowded, which seemed very noisy. The stall owners who were sitting cross-legged seemed to have no awareness of being in the downtown area, making people feel like they were asleep.

"You..." In front of one of the stalls, a handsome young man in fine clothes looked red and pointed at the old stall owner who was hanging on his head. The slightly loud snoring made the handsome young man unable to help but feel angry and his mind became a little hot.

Just now, the young man fell in love with the spiritual material on the stall and asked, but he didn't expect that the old man who was the stall owner had no reaction at all. When asked again, the old man's head snored and snored.

However, the old man was a monk, and at least the young man could not tell the depth of his cultivation. How could a young man not notice such a monk when he came to the stall? And this posture obviously did not care about the young man at all. How could he not let the young man, who had always been praised as a genius, become angry.

Regarding the situation here, some pedestrians on the street and some stall owners around him saw it and couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.

In Yulongfang City, such things are common, and people just treat them as jokes.

"Young Master, don't be impulsive!" Seeing the young man's desire to explode, a middle-aged man in yellow robe hurriedly flashed to him and stopped him from sending a message, "Take action here. The young master will be driven out of the chaos world of creation. This old man has a high level of cultivation, and even if he takes action, he will humiliate himself."

Listening to the middle-aged man in yellow robe, the young man took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. Then he pointed to the spiritual material on his stall and said hurriedly: "Uncle Yan, this purple and black gold..."

"Take a 30,000-year-old earth-fire Ganoderma lucidum to exchange. If you can't take it out, get out of here!" Before the young man finished speaking, the old man raised his head slightly and said impatiently, with his eyelids rolling his eyes.

The 30,000-year-old earth fire Ganoderma lucidum? The young man took a deep breath and stared at the old man. Then he said in a deep voice with a bad look: "I don't have the 30,000-year-old earth fire Ganoderma lucidum. But I am willing to give out three thousand cubic meters of spiritual liquid to exchange it, which should be enough, right?"

"Spiritual Liquid?" The old man raised his mouth slightly, and he didn't even look at the young man. He stretched out a finger lightly. The fairy spirit energy in the void quickly gathered on his fingers like a pull, and quickly atomized into a wisp of spiritual liquid. Slowly, as the fairy mist gathered, the spiritual liquid became more and more, and it flowed out louder and bigger balls of spiritual liquid, which made the young man stunned.

After a while, when the spiritual liquid ball turned about a diameter of about a foot, the old man opened his mouth slightly and breathed like a long whale sucking water and swallowed it into his mouth. Then he burped and said lightly: "You can get out!"

The young man who reacted could not help but blushed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. He hurriedly left with the young man in yellow robe who was also twitching his lips.

Not long after the two left, the old man wearing a simple white robe and white hair came to the stall.

"Hmm?" The old stall owner did not respond for a long time. Suddenly, his brows frowned slightly as if he was confused and raised his sleepy eyes. He saw the old man who was looking at him with a white hair and a smile in front of him. He couldn't help but glared at him and smiled enthusiastically, "Senior, look at what you need. Is there anything you like in this stall?"

The old man in white robe who glanced at the stall casually shook his head with a smile: "There is nothing I need. However, that little guy just now is my descendant. By the way, I am the immortal man who has turned into a dust."

The old stall owner with a smile on his face came to his senses and looked at the back of the old man in white robe who turned around and left with a smile. His face changed: "Will the immortal man in the dust? Could it be..."

"Old Man Meng, what's wrong, are you?" A thin old Taoist with gray and white hair and hair and white walked over. Seeing the old stall owner, he couldn't help but ask with a smile.

The old man Meng, the old stall owner, turned to look at the thin old man and asked, "Ziya, I remember you said that the Heavenly Lord once accepted you as his disciple by the name of Huachen Immortal. He is Huachen Immortal, right?"

"Yes, why do you think of asking this?" Jiang Shang sat cross-legged beside Old Man Meng and asked with a smile.

Old Man Meng looked around and then hurriedly sent a message to Jiang Shang: "Ziya, I met an old Taoist just now, and he told me that his name was Huachen Immortal."

"What does he look like? Describe it to me," Jiang Shang couldn't help but say.

Old Man Meng thought about it carefully, and then started talking to Jiang Shang.

Listening to Old Man Meng’s description, Jiang Shang’s eyes slowly lit up: “No, it’s the teacher!”

"Hey! No! What did the teacher do with the identity of the Immortal of the Celestial Celestial?" Jiang Shang couldn't help but frown and said in confusion.

When Old Man Meng heard that Jiang Shang was sure that he was the Heavenly Lord of Creation, he couldn't help but look bitter: "Oh! Ziya, I offended the Heavenly Lord by accident. What should I do?"

"You offended the teacher? What do you mean?" Jiang Shang looked at Old Man Meng unexpectedly.

Old Man Meng sighed helplessly and hurriedly said, "Ziya, you don't know anything! Just now..."

"Haha..." Jiang Shang couldn't help laughing as he listened to Old Man Meng's explanation.

Looking at Jiang Shang stroking his beard and laughing, Old Man Meng was suddenly a little angry and embarrassed: "What's so funny?"

"I laughed at you for being too heartless," Jiang Shang smiled and said, "Teacher, how could he take such trivial matters to heart? Besides, the teacher still attaches great importance to you. If the teacher hadn't guided you to perfect your dreams, how could you be able to kill a corpse and become a quasi-saint powerful man? Why do you say that you are a powerful man of the Creation line now? How could the teacher blame you for such trivial matters?"

Old Man Meng was slightly stunned, then smiled with relief and said, "That's true! Ziya, since you know that the Heavenly Lord is coming, don't you go to see me?"

"Since the teacher has used the incarnation, I should have something to do, so I can't bother me." Jiang Shang shook his head and said.

Old Man Meng nodded and smiled, looking at Jiang Shang and said, "Ziya. You are rare to come to the market. Why do you want to buy some good things? Didn't I say, as a disciple of the Heavenly Lord, you don't lack treasures in your hands, right? But your cultivation is still a little bit poor. After practicing for so long, you have become a golden immortal. If this continues, when will you reach the realm of Daluo?"

"The Realm of Daluo?" Jiang Shang couldn't help but shook his head and said helplessly: "It's a lucky chance to be able to become a Golden Immortal. Ziya knew that his talent was not good, so he dared not think about it at the Realm of Daluo. However, although the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal is not considered a powerful cultivator. However, he is no longer affected by the five declines of heaven and man, but he is also considered a free and free immortal immortal."

Old Man Meng curled his lips speechlessly after hearing this, "You are easily satisfied!"

"Haha, what else is there to be dissatisfied?" Jiang Shang chuckled and said, "When you have time, you can give me some advice, or travel around the three realms, there is nothing to worry about. This is the free and illusory god! Ziya is enough in this life!"

Old Man Meng said a little enviously: "Ziya has a good mentality! If I can be like you, the Dream One Way will definitely be more perfect. At that time, it will be impossible to kill two or even three corpses! The Heavenly Lord also said. My impatience is a little more important, which has a great impact on my practice. However, it is easy to change the country and nature, and how can human nature be changed so easily?"

While the two of them were talking, there were Princess Qianying, Chen Feng and others in front of the stall.

"How do you sell this dark spirit stone?" Princess Qianying's beautiful eyes lightly picked up a dark red stone the size of a palm from the stall and looked carefully, then asked casually.

He frowned and glanced at Princess Qianying. Old Man Meng said lightly: "A 30,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum!"

"I don't have Earth Fire Ganoderma lucidum, how about Shura Blood Zhi?" Princess Qianying frowned slightly and then asked with a faint smile.

Shura Xuezhi? Old Man Meng unexpectedly glanced at Princess Qianying, then shook her head and said calmly: "No change!"

"Senior. Although the earth fire Ganoderma lucidum is precious, it can still be found in the depths of the underground magma if you want to find it in the three realms. However, the Shura blood zhi is only available in the Styx River. In terms of its preciousness, it is more precious than the earth fire Ganoderma lucidum," Chen Feng couldn't help but smile with a raised brow.

Old Man Meng was a little impatient: "Boy, stop talking nonsense! Shura Blood Zhizhi is good, but I don't need it. If I can't take out the Earth Fire Ganoderma lucidum, I will get out of here."

"You..." Chen Feng glared, and was choked by Old Man Meng's words for a moment.

Fortunately, Yan Bing quickly grabbed Chen Feng from the side, otherwise with this kid's temperament, might have taken action immediately.

"Hmph!" Princess Qian Ying, who snorted coldly, frowned and looked at Old Man Meng, said directly: "Let's go!"

When they left, Jiang Shang, who was standing beside him, coughed and raised his head and smiled jokingly: "Old Man Meng, those people just now seem to be Princess Qianying, her youngest son Chen Feng and her daughter Yan Bing!"

"What?" Old Man Meng almost glared out when he heard this, and couldn't help but grab the clothes on Jiang Shang's chest and growled: "Jiang Ziya, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Jiang Shang couldn't help laughing as he looked at Old Man Meng's disobedient look: "Old Man Meng, is it necessary to be so exaggerated?"

"You've hurt me!" Old Man Meng scratched her head and was depressed: "Okay, I offended three of them in one go! I went out today and forgot to count my luck."

Jiang Shang shook his head and smiled. The next moment, he looked at the stall like a ghost and said, "Old Man Meng, look!"

"What?" Old Man Meng asked impatiently, subconsciously following Jiang Shang's gaze. The void next to the Ming Ling Stone that Mr. Qian Ying bought just now suddenly twisted, and he seemed to suddenly open his mouth and swallowed the palm-sized Ming Ling Stone.

Old Man Meng reached out and wiped his eyes. Seeing the empty place where the Ming Ling Stone was originally placed, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and scolded: "That bastard stole my Ming Ling Stone with such despicable means?"

"It's me!" A faint and annoying voice came into my ears, which immediately made Old Man Meng froze like a lightning strike. Then his whole body trembled like a thrust, and his face twitched.

Seeing Old Man Meng's appearance, Jiang Shang couldn't help but push him with a flash of eyes: "Hey, what's going on?"

"Yes... it was the Heavenly Lord who stole... no... took my Nether Spirit Stone!" Old Man Meng almost cried.

Jiang Shang, whose expression froze, immediately suppressed his smile and turned his head, his thin shoulders thrust, and he began to mourn the old man Meng in his heart. Those who dared to scold the Tianzun of Creation are now afraid that this is the only one.

Seeing Jiang Shang's gloating look, Old Man Meng, who was twitching with his mouth, had the urge to slap him fainted.

At this moment, the black ring worn by Old Man Meng's finger suddenly trembled, and then a flash of light a cold jade box with a faint blue light suddenly appeared and then sank into the void.

"My Ghost Flame and Cold Iron!" Old Man Meng's face changed drastically and exclaimed.

"Well, I dare to say that I am a bastard! This Yanhan Iron is just apologized," Chen Hua's slightly embarrassed and righteous words came into Old Man Meng's ears. However, it was because Chen Hua didn't expect that Old Man Meng would react so much for a while.

However, this rare innate spiritual material with the fusion attributes of ice and fire, Yuyan Cold Iron is indeed a treasure like Old Man Meng's life. If you find a powerful person who is proficient in refining such a spiritual material, it will not be a problem to refine it into a top-grade or even the best acquired spiritual treasure!

Such a treasure was taken away by Chen Hua, and Old Man Meng was so heartbroken that she was about to vomit blood!

Jiang Shang beside him was a little surprised and suspicious: "Old Man Meng! What was that thing just now? It seemed to be a congenital spiritual material, right? How did it automatically come out of your storage ring? Could it be that it was the teacher... "

"Who has such ability except the Heavenly Lord?" Old Man Meng was in tears.

If it is elsewhere, Chen Hua will find it difficult to take out things from the storage space magic weapon that others recognize. However, this is a chaotic world of creation, so Chen Hua can do something incredible to others.

While Old Man Meng was heartbroken, Chen Hua, who turned into the old Taoist Hua Chenxianweng, set up a street stall in the market. There was a cold jade box containing the cold iron of the ghost and the dark spirit stone. In addition, there were other strange things.

Because the things on the Chenhua stall are rare, it attracted a lot of people to come.

This place was so lively that it naturally attracted Princess Qianying and others, the middle-aged uncle Yan of the yellow robe, and the young man he mentioned came over curiously.

"Everyone has come and have a look! Those who are destined to be in charge will not receive any money. Those who are not destined to be in charge will be hard to find money!" Chen Hua, who looked like an old man with white hair, squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

A cute girl in a light yellow silk skirt who was in front looked at a yellow crystal-like jade hairpin on the stall with big eyes. She couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, it's so strange for you to set up a stall like this! What does it mean to be destined and what does not mean to be destined? Is it just for the old man, you said?"

"Haha..." Chen Hua chuckled, "Little girl. If you have anything you like, you can take it and see what you are destined to be destined or not."

"Oh?" The girl with big eyes blinked and blinked her mouth lightly raised her mouth and reached for the jade hairpin.

However, the small yellow crystal-like jade hairpin seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds and could not be held at all.

"Grandpa, you must have done something important to tease others, right?" The girl glared at Chen Hua.

Chen Hua shook his head and smiled: "Little girl, don't you know that the treasure has a spirit? If it agrees with you, it should be as light as a feather. Otherwise, it will be as heavy as Mount Tai. This treasure is a perfect thing, and it is not a small matter. Will the girl give up like this? Don't try again?"

"It's really like it's so psychic?" As he said suspiciously, the girl hesitated for a while and couldn't help but step forward and grab the jade hairpin again, her beautiful eyes flashing and lightly closed her eyes.

Seeing this, the people around who were curious about watching couldn't help laughing, thinking that this little girl was too simple, how could this treasure be so easy to get?

However, something that soon made them stunned happened. The jade hairpin, which was grabbed by the girl, suddenly emitted a hazy light, and the light became more and more dazzling, and then wrapped the girl's body.

"Miss!" As she exclaimed, two girls who looked like maids and a young man in dark golden tights came behind the girl, and looked at the girl who was suddenly smiling slightly on the corner of her mouth.

"Senior, what did you do to my lady? What was going on?" The young man in dark golden tights frowned and looked at Chen Hua with a vigilant look and bowed and asked anxiously.

Chen Hua smiled faintly, but the squatting girl opened her eyes with trembling eyebrows, and happily picked up the restrained jade hairpin with a happy face. After playing with it, she looked at Chen Hua with a little nervousness and asked carefully: "Grandpa, do you really give this jade hairpin to me?"

"Of course! I said, I will not take any treasures in my store. If you can pick them up, then this treasure will naturally be yours," Chen Hua nodded with a smile: "Miss, remember to use them well, don't insult this treasure."

When the girl heard this, she nodded happily in her heart with relief: "Well! Thank you for your kind gift!"

Seeing that the girl had really got a treasure like this, everyone around was stunned and turned to her reaction, and suddenly became jealous and hot. Although there were so many rare treasures on her, it was difficult to see the preciousness for a while, but from the vague aura emitted by some treasures, many treasures were distinguished.

"Get out of the way! I will take a look!" A burly and sturdy young man squeezed into the crowd and squeezed the girl aside with a little rudeness.

"What are you doing? Why are you like this?" The girl frowned and spoke dissatisfied. The jade man holding the jade hairpin waved his subconsciously. Suddenly, a light flashed on the jade hairpin, leaving an arc in the air.

Sigh... Wherever the arc passed, the space was neatly cut, and even affected the strong young man's arm, cutting his arm for one-third, blood flowed, and the arm armor was easily cut.

"Ah...stinky girl, you dare to attack me!" The strong young man who took a breath could not help but screamed with his blood-flowing arms, and his face was soon covered with cold sweat.

The girl subconsciously took two steps back, her beautiful eyes widened and looked at the jade hairpin in her hand in disbelief, then waved her hand and said, "No, I didn't mean it." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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