Penglai Island is good, but the price is really expensive.

　　 As long as a person goes to the island, it is the fifty best spirit stones. No wonder that most of the time, only monks can come, and even those who do not come can not afford it.

As for the Penglai Sea Fair that the blue-clothed repairmen said, Zhou Shu had also heard about it. Perhaps it was a real auction event in the immortal world. It is a grand event that no merchant in Dongsheng Prefecture can match. There are many great monks from all continents. They are all gathered here, revealing countless unheard of treasures, shocking and intoxicating every cultivator who comes.

　　 Penglai Island will hold three Penglai Sea Meetings every time it goes to a sea area. I missed the first two times, but happened to happen this time. Of course, I can’t miss it again.

　　 Not long after, under the guidance of the cultivator, Zhou Shu already took Lin Zhu into a residence in the mountains.

　　Compared with the price of fifty best spirit stones, this dwelling is too simple, except for the rich aura, not to mention decoration, not even a futon, but people who come to Penglai Island will probably not care about this.

　　 Zhou Shu settled Lin Zhu and looked around. He was quite curious about Penglai Island.

　　 A lot of noise faintly came from the bottom of the mountain, and they were all bargaining sounds. Although the sea club has not yet started, the free market on Penglai Island is always open. There are many immortals buying and selling in it every day of the year.

The free market here is very peculiar. Even if it is a big business, just like a casual repair shop, there is only a small stall. This makes many big businesses dissatisfied, but they can only observe it. It is a kind of unusual fairness and strangeness. More than that, people in the cultivating world say that the free market in Penglai may be the most suitable place for Taobao. It happens from time to time that you can buy treasures with a few spiritual stones, and it abounds. Of course, I bought a lot of spiritual stones. There are more junk things.

　　When you come here, anyone has to go shopping, Zhou Shu is no exception, but it's not the time yet, you have to wait until Lin Zhu has nothing to do.

　　 Zhou Shu sat down, thinking about things while letting the spirit enter Wushuang City.

In the years when he was stung in Lingyu City, he often went to Wushuang City to do some tasks, occasionally chatting with Bian Xue, asking about Yang Mei’s situation in Cihangzong, and going to Shuren Alley from time to time, by the way In a word, the B-level Treeman Lane is not difficult for him. If you don't care about the consumption of soul fluid and have a strong desire, it will be quickly broken.

　　 Wushuang City, besides Shuren Lane, there are other places to exercise the soul, and Zhou Shu stopped in front of a courtyard at this time.

This courtyard is called Yitian Pavilion. According to the city lord, what is being exercised here is not the strength of the soul, but the judgment and control of the soul. This is Zhou Shu’s strengths. He has always been very confident in these aspects. Want to try his skills, but unfortunately, he never went in.

　　Because the gate of Yitian Pavilion has never been opened.

　　 Speaking of it, he has been here many times in the past four years, but he has never seen anyone, not even the manager, which made him a little disappointed.

　　 But this time it was different, the courtyard door was actually open.

　　 With joy in his heart, he walked over immediately.

　　 But as soon as he walked to the door, before he had time to take a look, an inexplicable force came and pushed him out, and then the door closed again.

　　 Zhou Shu's expression stagnated, giving birth to some depression, and could not help but said, "Why is it turned on and off?"

　　 yelled several times, but the courtyard remained silent.

　　 "Stop shouting."

　　 A huge black figure suddenly appeared, and stopped by Zhou Shu, "It's useless to shout, she won't pay attention to you."

　　 Zhou Shu looked at the city lord, "City lord, since there is Yitian Pavilion in Wushuang City, why not let in?"

　　 The city owner started, "It's only temporary. It will be fine after a few days. You will come again when the time comes."

　　 Zhou Shu shook his head slightly, and pointed to the gate of Yitian Pavilion, "It's been more than four years."

　　 The dark shadow of the city lord cracked a big mouth, as if grinning, "Hey, it's only four years, how about four thousand years, don't be too anxious, your life span is very long."

　　 "Four thousand years are too long, and we can only fight for the day."

　　 Zhou Shu turned around and left without saying any more. It doesn't make sense to stay. The management of Yitianting is mostly Wushuangcheng's guardian, so he can only wait.

　　 "Simultaneously? Hey, no wonder you make progress every time you come..."

　　 The city lord looked at Zhou Shu's back and shook his head. The black shadow plunged into the ground and appeared in Yitian Pavilion in the blink of an eye.

There are two phantoms standing in the pavilion, one is a woman and the other is Xuanhu.

The city lord walked a few steps closer and sighed, "Bluebird, it's been four years, you should let it go. Actually, it's just an instrumental spirit. It's a complete victory for you to survive the catastrophe. Don't worry about it, let alone entangled. Cultivators have too many obsessions, which is really not a good thing."

　　 That woman is Qingque, one of the four guardians of Wushuang City.

A few years ago, when she flew overseas for the second heavy catastrophe, she almost lost her life, but at the most critical moment, her magic weapon stepped forward to help her block the most powerful lightning of the catastrophe, but the magic weapon Qi Ling also died.

Although she survived the catastrophe safely and improved her realm to a higher level, the loss of the magic weapon spirit was a big blow to her, and she still cannot forget it, and because of this, she has never wanted to manage Yitianting and let her freedom. .

　　 "It's just a tool? That's a companion for a thousand years. If you say that, I will turn my face."

　　 She glanced at the city lord and said with some dissatisfaction, "What's more, is four years long? City lord Mu, your obsession is almost 20,000 years, don't you let it go?"

The city lord was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter, "Haha, I am different from you. First, I am not a cultivator~lightnovelpub.net~ Second, I am not obsessive, that is what I have to do. thing."

　　 "If you say it's not, it's not it, it's too lazy to make sense."

Qingque turned her head and said calmly, "Don't rush me, I will open it naturally when I am in a good mood, and Yitian Pavilion has not been open in the past four years. Like just now, at least five times. "

　　 Xuanhu shook his head and said with a smile, "Hehe, this old man has to be fair, Qingque, it doesn't count to let others in."

　　 "I said even if it is."

Qingque stared at Xuanhu, and said suspiciously, "You are very strange, I don't see you questioning, but today I say..." Her heart moved slightly, "Is it because of the envoy No. 37 in black just now? , He is the one you like the city lord?"

The city lord and Xuanhu glanced at each other, and smiled at each other. Xuanhu nodded, "Bluebird, you are still keen and see well. That is the seed that the city lord wants to cultivate, and it has grown very well. The old man also thinks He is very hopeful."

　　 "No wonder so."

Qingque seemed thoughtful, with a smile on her mouth, "Look at your face, next time I see him, I will let him come in and try. By the way, that number 37, how familiar is it? …"

　　 "How can you be familiar, where have you been to Dongshengzhou?"

　　 The city lord shook his head and sighed, "Oh, you are obsessed with too much, and you are a little bit crazy."

　　 "Go away." (To be continued.)