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"Brother Azure Sun, you really are a young hero." Yan Long raised his wine cup with a smile and said, "Come, brother Qingyang, let us drink a cup for brother. This is the piece of Jindan Jade that Uncle has treasured for dozens of years."

"Oh? Hearing what Brother Yan Long has said, I actually want to be a good judge of Uncle Dongfang's collection. " Qingyang responded with a chuckle.

He raised the wine bottle to his nose and sniffed it a few times. A thick and elegant wine aroma immediately made Qingyang feel a wave of admiration in his heart.

Qing Yang took a sip from the bottle, letting the clear liquid slowly warm up in his mouth. The warmth that suffused his throat when the jadeite flowed down his throat made him exclaim, "Gold goblet wine worth ten thousand yuan is indeed of the highest quality."

"Qingyang, I didn't know you were a wine taster at such a young age." Dongfang Bo, who was on the side, laughed in surprise and said, "I can't bear to drink a few mouthfuls of that treasure even on a normal day. Today, it seems like you guys are lucky to have a taste of it."

Seeing Dongfang Bo feigning pain, Qingyang couldn't help but laugh out loud, and everyone else also laughed out loud.

"..."

The wine table was filled with wine. The jars of jadeite were all placed in the hearts of the people. We did not have any further talks. This time, Central South Rong Yanlong frequently expressed his goodwill to Qingyang, but he only had Qingyang sitting there, neither too cordial nor too warm.

After the feast and everyone had dispersed, Dongfang Bo pulled Qingyang into the study by himself.

"Qingyang, ah, I didn't think that you would be able to fight with that Imperial Guard Dragon One to a standstill today. Truly amazing." Dong Fang Bo lightly closed the door as he turned around and said with a smile.

"Uncle Dongfang, don't joke with Qingyang." With a sudden change in tone, Qingyang asked curiously: "What exactly is this South Rongyan Dragon thinking? Do you really want to win me over to work for the Nan Rong family? "

Nodding his head, Dongfang Bo smiled and said, "That's right. After today's battle, he has reached the Xiantian realm at such an age, and he also has outstanding medical skills. Naturally, he wants to rope you in.

With a chuckle, Qingyang spoke: "I'm afraid that at that time, the Second Prince will be disappointed."

Dongfang Bo's face suddenly darkened. He spoke seriously, "Qingyang, it's best not to get involved in this royal family's matters. Do you understand what uncle means?"

"Keep your head up." Qingyang raised his head towards Dongfang Bo and smiled, "Uncle, thank you for your reminder."

Nodding his head, Dongfang Bo patted Qingyang on the shoulder and said: "Qingyang, even though the Second Prince is still young, he seems to be quite scheming. Be careful, Uncle doesn't want anything to happen to you. Tomorrow is the grand market that occurs every five years in Dongan Prefecture. Why don't you accompany Yanran to take a look as well? "

Qingyang thoughtfully nodded his head, and then chatted with Dongfang Bo for a bit before returning to his room.

The next morning, Nalan Yanlong invited Qingyang and Dongfang Yanran to the Dongan Mansion's bazaar.

He wanted to decline, but Qingyang couldn't stand Dongfang Yanran's soft words and could only helplessly agree.

"Although I am not from Dong An Prefecture, I know that the market of Dong An Prefecture is different from the other prefectural cities." A group of people were on the carriage, but they heard Yulong Yulong's explanation.

"Oh? I wonder what difference does Brother Yan Long's meaning have? " When Qingyang heard that the Dong An Prefecture's market was slightly different from other places, he became slightly more interested.

"Brother Azure Sun, don't worry. You'll know when the time comes." Seeing that this Nalan Yanlong was acting so mysterious, Qingyang couldn't help but laugh. However, he had some expectations towards the Dongan market.

Before long, the group of people arrived at the western city of Dong An Prefecture. As soon as they opened the curtains of the carriage, they saw that it was indeed a sea of people rubbing their shoulders. Whether it was setting up a stall to sell the goods, or looking for items to buy, or negotiating a price, or dancing, or blowing a bomb, or singing a song, it caused Qingyang to sigh: "This market is truly extraordinary."

"Brother Qingyang, this is only on the surface." When he saw Qingyang sigh, he could not help but laugh: "Let's go, I'll bring you guys to a good place."

As soon as he finished speaking, the guards opened the path and squeezed into the crowd.

As he helped Yanran off the carriage, Qingyang felt that Nan Rong and Yanlong's words were a little secretive. Where was this good place?

She prostrated herself next to Yanran's ear and asked, "Yanran, do you know where the second prince is talking about a good place?"

Seeing that Yanran was shaking her head with a blank expression on her face, Qingyang pulled Yanran's small hand through the crowd and walked shoulder to shoulder with Yulong Yanlong.

With a few guards leading the way, they did not suffer much. After about two incense sticks of time, they finally arrived outside an ancient courtyard.

"Brother Qingyang, sister Yanran, this is the place." Nan Rong and Yan Long turned to Qingyang and Dongfang Yanran with a smile.

He looked around and found nothing special about this courtyard, as if it was the house of an ordinary family. Although Qingyang was confused, he did not make any sound and followed Nan Rong and Yulong's steps into the courtyard.

When the attendant at the door saw Qingyang and a few others walking towards the manor, he hurriedly stepped forward. Before he could say a word, he saw Yan Long Nan Rong take out a jade token from his bosom.

"I came here once when I was twelve and I have a pretty deep impression of it. The owner of this house also gave me a jade token so that I could come back later." Nan Rong and Yan Long explained with a smile.

Qingyang nodded. He knew that regardless of who he was, how could he let go of this opportunity to curry favor with the Second Prince?

They chatted along the way, and after about half an incense worth of time, they finally arrived at a woodshed in the backyard. Just as Qingyang and Dongfang Yanran were about to ask about this, the old cabinet at the side of the woodshed was moved to the side by half a meter, revealing a hidden path.

"This …" Qingyang looked at Nan Rong and Yanlong and asked in surprise.

"Back then, I was also shocked by this mechanism." Yulong Yanlong waved his hand to dismiss the attendant and said with a smile, "Brother Qingyang, Sister Yanran, please come with me."

With that, he walked into the hidden path alone. Qingyang and Dongfang Yanran looked at each other, and then followed Yulong Yanlong in front of them.

The path was about a meter wide, and there was a milky white bead embedded every few meters on both sides of the cliff for lighting purposes. Although the light it emitted wasn't that bright, it was still gentle enough for people to see the road ahead.

At this moment, Qingyang was becoming more and more curious. He was also looking forward to the good place that Nalan Yanlong mentioned, while Dongfang Yanran was feeling uneasy. Perhaps it was because she was in this secret passageway that her small hands were tightly holding Qingyang Yang's sleeves.

"Here we are." When Qingyang slowly turned his head and began to ponder about what this mysterious place was, he suddenly heard a chuckle from Nan Rong and Yan Long.

He quickly walked a few meters forward and was surprised to find that outside the secret passage was a large underground space.

There were many people who set up stalls, unlike the usual merchants who yelled out loud. They quietly sat behind their stalls and calmly looked at the people in front of them. There were even cultivators who flew in the air.

Cultivators naturally would not go to the ordinary market. Qingyang smiled and muttered to himself, "As expected, he is not ordinary."