"Since you can't hold it down, it proves that you can still hold it up, right? Keep practicing, give me the array plate I handed over to you before, and copy all the formations on it." Qin Cheng encouraged

road.

"ah?"

Song Yue was stunned and almost fainted.

Is that what I mean?

Master, don’t misinterpret my original intention!

"Master doesn't take you like this, you really want me to die suddenly. In that way, you will lose a talented, beautiful and charming disciple!" Song Yue said with tears in his eyes.

"You can still be so narcissistic now, which proves that you are not tired. I will give you a stick of incense to rest. If you can't finish it in one hour, you can quit the master." Qin Cheng hummed.

This little girl has performed so poorly before and has simply let down her apprenticeship. If she doesn’t give her good guidance, wouldn’t she lose her own people when she arrives at the Heavenly Conference?

After teaching Song Yue a lesson, Qin Cheng walked out of the green fog.

I originally wanted to find Feng Qingbo to see how many monks came over, but when he came out, Qin Cheng was a little stunned.

Although the green fog is dangerous, there is thick fog around it, and there is no such thing as an exit.

But in order to save trouble, I would always go in and out from the same direction.

As a result, after just four hours, the outside changed a lot.

Two rows of wooden houses stand neatly on both sides, and there is still a platform in front, with futons placed on it.

Even several monks were taking out fairy grass and elixirs to trade on the platform, and the bargaining was very lively.

"What the hell is this?"

Qin Cheng glared at Feng Qingbo Road that was walking over.

"Ahem, after you left, the number of monks coming came one after another. They knew they had to wait for a few hours. At first, they were just bored and chatting, but later they started a business."

"I don't think it's any effect, so I didn't stop it."

Feng Qingbo coughed lightly.

"What about the house here?"

"I made this. We were waiting here, and we were bored while idle, so we built a few simple houses. Besides, when others came, I couldn't always squat on the trees."

Qin Cheng thought about it and this is the same.

Feng Qingbo received monks coming from all over the place. Whether standing on the ground or squatting on the trees, he had no image.

But depending on this situation, how it develops, it seems that it is necessary to form a small market with oneself as the center.

Now all monks in various states have started trading, so I am afraid that even various shops will be formed next.

"This is Qin Yaozun."

When Qin Cheng appeared, the monks who were trading quickly stood up and walked over with the people waiting on the side.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, and they had more trust than the monks before.

It’s no wonder that Mr. Zheng and others came over after hearing Song Hui’s voice transmission, holding the mentality of trying it out, and of course they didn’t have much trust in Qin Cheng.

But now, it is not necessary to say that the monks of the Three Prefectures can provide proof to everyone, Zhang Jingxiu, Feng Qingbo, and Song Yue’s junior brother.

The relationship between those casual cultivators is even more complicated. If one of the things Song Hui said, they don’t believe it, now Mr. Zheng is still witnessing, and others are witnessing.

After asking three or four of them, they could prove that they were true, so what doubts they still have.


Chapter completed!