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Early the next morning, Chen Ping quietly went out after asking the fat shopkeeper about the location of Fangshi.

A journey of dozens of miles can be accomplished in just one meal.

Xikoufang City is located on the boundary between the inner and outer cities.

The structure of this mid-level city is very peculiar, completely different from those in Jinrui Island, Wangqin Island and other places.

It is not composed of several streets. What is in front of you is a super-large semicircular pavilion that is one hundred feet high.

All stalls and shops are concentrated within it.

Chen Ping nodded secretly, feeling that this layout is very good and is particularly convenient to manage. The cities and towns built by the Chen family in the future can also follow the example of 1 and 2.

After paying the fee for a few spirit stones, Chen Ping passed through the restriction. The environment in front of him changed, and a bright hall decorated with various colors of coral and jade appeared.

Xikoufang City is divided into three levels.

The first floor occupies the largest area, and more than 2,000 monks are currently trading here.

With a wandering mentality, Chen Ping walked around slowly.

Two days later, he visited 400 shops and more than 500 stalls.

Not to mention, there are actually several shops here, which opened Chen Ping's eyes.

A yard that sells spirit beasts specializes in selling all kinds of domesticated monsters, focusing on second-level fox monsters and cat monsters.

Chen Ping saw with his own eyes several monks who had concealed their true appearance and followed their servants into the backyard furtively, and did not come out for a long time.

After using his spiritual sense to probe unceremoniously, he withdrew with an embarrassed look on his face, and couldn't help but sigh, the atmosphere on Xikou Island is very tough and weird.

Another weapon-refining room can accept materials from practitioners at any time and refine various magic weapons according to the requirements of the material owner.

The store sells a rare and special product of Xikou Island, Mingmu Pearl.

Without using magic power or spiritual consciousness, with the help of this bead, one can easily see things within a radius of twenty miles.

After verifying the efficacy of the Mingmu Pearl, Chen Ping spent 15,000 spiritual stones to buy one without hesitation.

Although this thing may always be useless, if it comes in use, the money will not be wasted.

Chen Ping didn't stay long and went up to the second floor.

This floor is twice as small as the first floor, but the items sold are much more sophisticated.

There are rare treasures such as foundation-building monks' level-breaking elixirs, third-level low-grade talismans, spiritual herbs that are hundreds of years old, and more.

Unfortunately, Chen Ping didn't gain anything here.

So, he quickened his pace and walked to the top floor of Fangshi.

After passing a long corridor, a hanging door appeared in front.

The rows of green vines hanging down are lush and lush, as if they have entered a dense ancient forest.

And there is actually a deep black hole between the corridor and the half-empty door.

At the end of the passage, there are two foundation-building monks holding spiritual weapons and guarding them meticulously.

Seeing Chen Ping approaching, one of the foundation builders spoke coldly and told him the conditions for going to the third floor.

"The black shop style of Longmen Inn turns out to be in the same vein as the Zhou family."

Chen Ping cursed in his heart and handed over a medium-grade spiritual stone, because to go to the top floor, he had to pay another sum of money.

"Fellow Taoist has collected it. When leaving the market, you need to return the same way and return the guiding jade intact."

Zhou Ji Zhuji forced out a forced smile, then threw a pure white jade pendant to him and motioned for him to wear it around his waist.

Chen Ping released his consciousness and checked it again. After finding no problems, he did as required.

Then, a ray of light suddenly emerged from the jade pendant, and in the brilliance, a vine automatically flew to his side.

Pulling on the vine, with a slight jump, Chen Ping passed through the black hole below and landed firmly behind the door.

The jade pendant around his waist released another subtle ripple, and the transparent barrier immediately opened a gap for Chen Ping to fly in.

The first thing that catches the eye is a huge hall hundreds of feet in diameter.

There are thirty splendid shops all around.

Including the famous "Lanyue Pavilion", "Xikou Wanbao Tower" run by the Zhou family, etc.

There are not many monks on the third floor of Fangshi. Together with the shopkeepers, guards, attendants, etc. of the major shops, there are only about 560 to 70 people.

There are only a few Qi-training monks lingering here, and they mainly focus on foundation building.

In the most conspicuous Lan Yue Pavilion, which is located in the center, there is even a female cultivator in the early stage of Yuan Dan.

It should be the monk in charge sent by Lan Yue Sect to take charge of one side.

Lan Yue Pavilion is a chamber of commerce directly under Lan Yue Sect.

Among the third-level islands in the Lan Yue Sea, Lan Yue Pavilion is basically set up.

This pavilion is not only an informant for gathering intelligence, but also a tool for making money.

Kongming Island is one of the rare third-level islands that does not have Lanyue Pavilion.

Now that the Chen family is occupying the magpie's nest, it is not clear whether the Lan Yue Sect will get involved.

Of course, if Shangzong had the intention of opening a Lanyue branch, Chen Ping would definitely have given him high-fives and a warm welcome.

After all, Lan Yue's two human golden elixirs and a fourth-level demon clan were superior, and he did not dare to resist at all.

Before leaving, he specifically explained to Chen Xiangwen.

If Lanyue Pavilion takes a fancy to Kongming Island, it must give away the best location in Fangshi for free, and make friends with the appointed pavilion master at any cost to show the Chen family's surrender.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is vividly demonstrated by the monks in the world of cultivation where one's own power determines everything.

But a momentary surrender does not mean the loss of a heart that is proud of frost and snow.

Fifty years ago, the Chen family was trying to please both sides and was caught between Jinrui Island and Broken Star Gate.

But now?

Chen Ping not only destroyed the Nixing Sect with his own hands, but even the Broken Star Sect trembled and survived under his breath.

Who knows what the situation will be like in the next fifty or one hundred years?

Moreover, after discovering some of the magical properties of golden beads, Chen Ping gradually became less interested in foreign objects.

If you build a sect and seize the tripod, and attack the superior sect, it will be the best if you succeed, and it doesn't matter if you fail.

Just stick to your life, and one day you will be able to make a comeback with the help of the most precious treasure.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Chen Ping began to walk around on the top floor with his peripheral vision.

On both sides of the hall, five to sixty monks sat cross-legged at a great distance apart, with some objects placed in front of them. They were all silent and unusually quiet.

Scattered other people were either carefully observing the items on the stall, or chatting with the stall owner with slightly moving lips.

Others were walking around the shops and stalls in the lobby, communicating with the treasure owners from time to time, and then saw them hiding in a remote corner, whispering.

Chen Ping stood there, swept his consciousness, raised his legs without saying a word, and walked towards a nearby stall.

The stall owner was a sixty-year-old man wearing a red robe. His cultivation level was the same as that of Chen Ping, who was in the hidden realm and had reached the late stage of foundation building.

On the stall next to his feet, there were only two weird-looking things.

One is light green in color and has a five-claw shape, like the rhizome of a certain spiritual plant, while the other is a blood-red ore as big as a fist, shining brightly.

Just as Chen Ping quickly approached, the old man in red heard the footsteps and looked up at him expressionlessly.

Chen Ping smiled at him. He recognized the two objects in front of the old man.

The blood-red stone is a third-level ore used to refine top-quality spiritual weapons, and is relatively rare.

But his real target was the plant that exuded strong wood-attribute spiritual power.

This is the rhizome of a thousand-year-old Qingfeng dragon muscle grass!

When he first discovered this object, Chen Ping was sincerely happy.

For no other reason, the supplementary ingredient of the Yuan Dan Stage of the Nine Transformations Flame Spirit Art is the Qingfengyu Decoction, and the main ingredient for cooking this soup is the Millennium Qingfengyu Dragon Muscle Grass.

As soon as I came to the top of Fangshi, I had an unexpected harvest. It was really good luck.

"A friendly greeting, Ye Ping, how do you sell this thing?"

Pointing to the light green rhizome, Chen Ping clasped his fists politely.

He didn't make any fuss about playing hard to get, and directly stated his purpose.

"Not for sale."

The old man in red robe shook his head and said calmly.

"Since Taoist friends set up stalls to display treasures in the market, they always have plans to trade. Why not state the conditions frankly so that Ye can weigh them."

Chen Ping calmly shook his sleeves and said patiently.
To be continued...