The common saying is that parents are here and they don’t travel far, but it is different for Zhang Shiping, a sixteen-year-old boy. Jiaozuo Zong is far away from Baiyuan Mountain, wading through mountains and rivers. He walked for ten days, non-stop, approaching

In the evening, he finally arrived at Shengxian Town where the Jiaozuo Sect accepted disciples.

The Jiaozuo Sect opens a gate to accept disciples once every three years. This Shengxian Town is where the senior masters of the Jiaozuo Sect have collected low-level monks over the years. If the nearby monks want to join the Jiaozuo Sect, they will come to attend the Shengxian meeting on the eighth and ninth floors. There are also some

The extremely confident monk went directly to the mountain to knock on the door, broke through the eighteen levels set by the Jiaozuo Sect, and became an inner disciple directly after passing the test.

Zhang Shiping admits that he is not this material. The first of the Jiaozuo Sect's eighteen levels is the spiritual root qualification assessment. If you want to directly become an inner disciple, you must at least have two spiritual root qualifications.

I still follow the rules of the Immortal Ascension Society. I will first join the outer sect of Jiaozuo Sect and practice peacefully for eight or ten years. I will do more sect tasks to accumulate merit points. After the later stage of Qi training, I can enter the secret realm to see what I can do.

You cannot collect some valuable medicinal materials and exchange them for foundation-building pills from the sect.

Zhang Shiping led the yellow gelding and walked on the street thinking about his future life. His father had already gone into seclusion. News would come in as little as three months and as long as one or two years. He silently wished his father success in building the foundation.

Another foundation-building monk has been added to the family.

Several shops on both sides of the street hung up lanterns. In some shops, the waiters took down the lanterns with bamboo poles, blew on the fire sticks to light the lamps, covered the lampshades, and then hung the lanterns high.

There were shops selling charms, utensils, and elixirs one after another. Zhang Shiping did not stop at these small shops. It was getting late. The most important thing now was to find an inn and a place where he could stay.

Room.

Zhang Shiping took out beans from the cloth bag on the horse's back and fed them to the yellow gelding, and then took out a few more and chewed them out of boredom. One person and one horse walked quietly, with people coming and going on the street, and Zhang Shiping walked towards the place with the brightest lights.

At the end of East Street here, in front of a restaurant with six strings of red lanterns hanging in front of each door, Zhang Shiping watched many people coming in and out of the inn, chatting and laughing. He looked up and saw a plaque on it that read "Welcome

"Xian Inn". At this time, the young man in blue who was guarding the door came up to him and saluted Zhang Shiping and said: "Is this young master working as a top or staying in an inn?"

"Have a meal first, prepare a room for me, and take good care of my horse." Zhang Shiping said to the boy. He took the baggage from the horse and handed the reins to the boy in blue. The boy waved.

, another boy came up from behind and led the yellow gelding to the stable.

The young man in blue led Zhang Shiping in. Zhang Shiping booked a middle room with the shopkeeper, asked them to prepare hot water, ordered a few side dishes, and found a table in the hall to sit.

Zhang Shiping drank tea and waited for the food to be served, listening to other people's gossip at the dinner table. There were many people in this place, and the information was relatively well-informed, but it was usually about insignificant things.

For immortal cultivators, if they want to discuss some private matters, they will at least set up a soundproof formation. You can't just use your spiritual consciousness to penetrate directly and anger the other party for no reason.

The hall was very large, with twenty-five tables set up. There were people sitting in front of and behind Zhang Shiping. The one in front showed three middle-aged men drinking. They had no aura and were bragging about some boring things.

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It wasn't what Zhang Shiping wanted to hear about the Immortal Society, so he didn't pay much attention to it. On his right was a man and a woman drinking tea. The woman was around twenty-three or four years old, and the man was fifteen or sixteen years younger.

With their appearance, under Zhang Shiping's Heavenly Eyesight, it can be seen that there is a faint aura on both of them, and the aura on the woman's body is thicker than that on the man.

The table behind Zhang Shiping and the table on the left were also filled with monks. After Zhang Shiping's boy served the food, he ate slowly. It took him twice as long as usual to finish the meal.

The table on the right should be two siblings, who are probably from a small family like him. The remaining two tables behind and on the left are casual cultivators. These people are probably at the third to sixth level of Qi training.

Zhang Shiping didn't pay too much attention to observe, so he could only have a rough idea of ​​their cultivation.

What these people were talking about was nothing more than the time, location, and process of the Immortal Ascension Meeting. Zhang Shiping knew this all too well. He also knew better than they did that one of the people taking the assessment was a monk named Chen who was in the early stages of foundation building.

His father's good friend, he wants to call him Uncle Chen.

Think about it, who would discuss secret information in public? If there is such information, it is too late to hide it, so how can it be revealed.

However, he heard some useful news about what happened in the past few days. Many monks came here not to join the Jiaozuo Sect, but to exchange things. They set up stalls to sell things that were of little use to them in exchange for what they lacked.

Cultivation resources.

For example, some monks who majored in fire-attribute exercises got water-attribute spiritual objects, but they couldn't use them themselves. They sold them to shops and the price was very high, so they kept the spiritual objects in their hands and waited for this time to exchange them with other immortal cultivators.

thing.

It's getting dark outside now. Zhang Shiping doesn't know if there are any monks setting up stalls in the market. There should be some, but I don't think there will be more than during the day. If he wants to go see if there is anything he needs, he has to wait until tomorrow.

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Zhang Shiping picked up the baggage placed on the table and went upstairs to the room where he rested. The room was not big and the decoration was average. It was clean and concise. The hot water he had ordered them to prepare earlier was also ready.

The white heat from the big wooden barrel continued to rise. Zhang Shiping locked the doors and windows. After washing away the fatigue and dust all over his body, he put on white casual clothes and sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate.

After his mind calmed down, he started practicing. In an inn where there were people walking around and making noises outside the door, Zhang Shiping did not practice the "Qingxuan Fire Control Art" in his cave. He was just talking about Zhou Tian.

Aura.

Perhaps because of the proximity to Jiaozuo Peak, a fourth-level spiritual mountain, the spiritual energy nearby was abundant. Even in such a crowded inn, the spiritual energy was similar to that in his own cave.

The main peak of the Jiaozuo Sect is Jiaozuo Peak, a fourth-level spiritual mountain. It is rumored that there is an ancestor of Yuanying who is in retreat on this main peak. A senior master like this can stay in retreat for several years or decades at a time. Zhang Shiping can only secretly think in his heart.

envious.

Time passed slowly, Zhang Shiping breathed out the spiritual energy all night, and when the sun rose in the morning, he was still full of energy and not at all sleepy.

After cultivating all night, Zhang Shiping got up, freshened up, and went out with his baggage on his back. Not having a storage bag was troublesome. Zhang Shiping shook off the baggage on his back, went down the stairs, and happened to bump into the man who was sitting nearby last night.

That pair of siblings.

The two parties just happened to go out together. The teenage boy was more innocent and said, "Hey, it's the fellow Taoist who was sitting nearby yesterday. My younger brother Lei Mo is a monk from the Lei family in Qingli Mountain. I don't know where the fellow Taoist is from."

Zhang Shiping looked at the woman next to the young man and never thought that his younger brother would be so familiar to him. He said helplessly to Zhang Shiping: "I'm sorry to bother you, fellow Taoist. My younger brother has just gone out, please forgive me."

"It's okay, it's okay. My name is Zhang Shiping. I am a monk from the Zhang family of Baiyuan Mountain. I am going to the market for a stroll. I don't know where you two are going." Zhang Shiping said.

The young man Lei Mo said happily: "Brother, my sister and I are also going to the market, let's go together."
Chapter completed!