Chapter 1185

Two days later, in the morning, it was the day of the fair.

The fair was held in a loft called Juxian Pavilion in Tianya city.

No matter the elders of the major sects or the free cultivation, as long as they have the cultivation in the end of the elixir period, they can participate in the trade fair. For example, the blood knot of the elder is wanted.

Of course, some low-level monks are not qualified to join in the high-end trade fairs like this, avoiding the noisy environment.

Juxian Pavilion is located in the west of the city. The area is remote and quiet. The attic has three floors and is made of jade. It is very gorgeous and dazzling.

Before going to the trade fair, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Shen Lang changed his face a little and dressed up as a young man with a Chinese face and a plain face.

After that, Shen Lang turned into a hiding light and landed outside the Juxian Pavilion.

A maid in charge of reception outside the attic bowed slightly and asked with a smile, "dare you ask if this elder is here to attend the trade fair?"

Shen Lang nodded slightly.

"Please follow me, master." The maid respectfully led Shen Lang into the Juxian Pavilion.

According to the rules, you must pay 25000 spirit stones to attend the fair. Shen Lang paid the required five element spirit stone to the friars on the first floor of the attic.

Later, Shen Lang led by the maid to the entrance of the third floor of the attic.

There is a ban outside the entrance gate, which is covered by a layer of white light curtain. The situation inside the door can not be seen clearly. Even the sound inside the door is isolated.

"Master, inside is the trading hall. The ban outside the door can only be opened by the spiritual power of the monks in the period of pill binding. " The maid explained with a smile.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, thinking that the fair was quite rigorous. I hope I can get something.

He stretched out his right hand, and white spiritual power appeared in his palm. Shen Lang tore a hole in the forbidden area in front of the gate with his hand, and then went in.

After passing through the ban, the interior hall suddenly opened up.

The hall of the fair is about 500 square meters, very spacious, surrounded by a lot of exquisite tables and chairs. The interior layout is simple and exquisite. The fire red blanket is spread on the floor, which looks like a monster fur, which is slightly advanced.

There are also bright pearls around, which make the whole hall full of soft light, exquisite and luxurious.

Now it's still early. There are more than a dozen friars of jiedan period. Some are sitting around talking together in groups, and some are sitting in silence in the corner.

Some beautiful maidens hold the fruit of the spirit tea and give it to the monks who sit down.

The fair has not started yet, and people are far from here. Those monks of jiedan period who are sitting around should all know each other and talk about some things about the immortal world.

As soon as Shen Lang Gang entered the hall, the eyes of all the monks in jiedan period swept towards him, and then they took back their eyes and recovered as usual.

The monks who can practice until the end of the pill period are all cautious people who will not pretend to force or offend others.

Maybe Shen Lang's face was too young, which surprised some monks.

Shen Lang also glanced at everyone. All the monks present were in the early stage of the pill. At the end of the pill level, it is very difficult to continue to improve the cultivation, so we have to accumulate years.

If it is not particularly good talent, or have a big chance to fall on their own head, it is generally difficult to break through the next level. Therefore, during the period of jiedan, the monks accounted for 89% of the total.

An old man in green robe who presided over the trade fair came forward and warmly said to Shen Lang: "this Taoist friend is a stranger. My husband Wang Qing is the manager of the trade fair of Juxian Pavilion. Dare you ask your high name, what school do you come from?"

"It's under the waves. It's unknown." Shen Lang's polite Baoquan Dao.

The two politely said something, and soon Shen Lang sat down alone in one corner.

No one in the hall paid attention to Shen Lang, but he was an unknown monk.

In a flash, an hour passed.

More and more people came, and the tables and chairs in the hall gradually filled up.

There are about 40 or 50 monks in jiedan period and 56 nuns.

Wang Qing, the steward of the fair, suddenly walked into the hall and announced with a smile, "ladies and gentlemen, a VIP has come to the fair. Wang wants to give you a grand introduction!"

With that, the door was opened again. A handsome young man in a purple robe and holding a folding fan strode into the hall, followed by an extremely beautiful and beautiful beauty.

The purple robed youth looks as young as Shen Lang, but he has the accomplishments in the middle period of jiedan! And look at its haughty look, it seems that the head is not small.

"This is Duan Jian's eldest son of Ziyang palace. I'm sure you have heard of him." Wang Qing said with a smile.

As soon as this was said, there was a stir in the hall.

"Duan Jian of Ziyang palace?"

"Is it Duan Jian, the famous monk of Yuanying period in Ziyang palace and the son of Duanyang immortal?"

"This period is not simple. In the last war, he made outstanding achievements and was given great treasures by the alliance."In the hall there were several friars preaching.

More friars greet Duan Jian respectfully.

"Mr. Duan is famous and I admire him for a long time."

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred things. Mr. Duan is really outstanding and talented." A monk with good literary talent complimented.

"I'm lucky to meet Mr. Duan. I'm not sorry for my death!" A female nun in jiedan period even committed a flower mania.

Shen Lang glances at Duan Jian. He is really famous. He has heard of him as a wild monk who doesn't care about the world.

Ziyang palace is the second super sect in the seven orthodox schools. It is powerful and profound.

Duan Jian is the son of Duan Yang, the master of Ziyang palace. Like Ouyang Changfeng, Shen Lang's best friend, he is also the body of dragon chanting. Just over a hundred years old, he broke through the middle period of jiedan, with strong strength, even comparable to the later monks.

But this person's style is high-profile, like to compete, and like to travel around, so the reputation is very popular.

In the middle of the end of the pill, Shen Lang was not enough to pay so much attention to it.

It's just that gorgeous beauty beside Duan Jian that makes Shen Lang surprised.

The nun was only accomplished in the later period of building foundation. She was dressed in a white dress, and her delicate features were like water and lotus.

Although her pretty face is expressionless, her posture is elegant and her eyes are as clear as water. The figure is concave and convex, curvilinear, specious, sending out a cold air, the United States is dazzling.

"Xiao Ling er?" Shen Lang's heart was shaking, showing an incredible expression.

Even after 20 years, Shen Lang will not admit it wrong. This cold and beautiful nun is just Xiao ling'er!

Seeing a large group of friars in jiedan period complimented him, Duan Jian looked rather arrogant, but he said politely: "ha ha, you are welcome. On this trip, Duan came to this boundless island by chance and came here to attend the trade fair. This is Duan's female companion. "

Xiao ling'er was expressionless. Her white hands were close to her abdomen, and she bowed slightly: "I have met you all."

The voice was cold and crisp, very beautiful.

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