The Wangyue Festival is an introductory trial meeting for new disciples of the Lingyue Sect every five years. It is also one of the important festivals of the Great Qin Kingdom——

Winter festival.

Everyone knows that on the territory of Tiancang Continent, there are currently seven countries and one state in the area that has been explored. The Qin State is located in the northeast, with a vast territory and a wide distribution of spiritual veins. It is a blessed place for all major sects of cultivating immortals to take root.

The Lingyue Sect occupies the highest quality spiritual vein resource in the Qin Dynasty - Tianlun Spiritual Vein, and with this as its core, they built the world-famous "Lingyue Twelve Peaks".

With the highest peak "White Jade Peak" as the main peak, the other secondary peaks are arranged according to the mysterious formation, and are named Guanghan Peak, Jinchan Peak, Supo Peak, Yaojing Peak, Su'e Peak, Lone Peak, and Silver Gong Peak.

Peak, Taiqing Peak, Wuyang Peak, Jinbo Peak and Yugui Peak.

The major peaks are connected by hook-and-lock suspension bridges blessed with spiritual power. There is a no-flying array in the air. If there is no sect order to forcibly perform air control techniques or use flying magic weapons, you will be directly attacked by the sect's formation, ranging from minor to minor.

Falling off a cliff may cause death if the body is exposed.

There are two reasons why Lu Lingqiu chose to come to Lingyue: First, this sect is a first-class wealthy sect in the world of immortality. The entire building facilities, sect structure, etc. are all similar to "Stars" and "Mingyue".

There are few connections, especially the "Twelve Peaks of the Spiritual Moon", which all have the meaning of the moon. This is crucial for him who wants to solve the mystery of the moonless.

The second is that he loves spiritual arts. Developing spiritual arts is one of his pleasures.

He believed that the Lingyue Sect, as the birthplace of spiritual arts in the world of immortality in Great Qin, must have gathered the most powerful spiritual practitioners and disciples in half of the world of immortality, as well as the most advanced, avant-garde and first-class spiritual arts. He wanted to test this

Find out what level you have reached.

——The premise is to try not to alarm others.

It is quite good to use this as another foothold besides the Flower Palace.

Since he woke up not long ago, he has discovered that there is a eroded memory in his mind. Although he knows what happened to many things, he doesn't know why they are the way they are. This makes him feel extremely puzzling and frightening.

For example, I have mastered many spiritual arts, but I don’t know when I learned them; I know many truths, but I don’t know when I realized them; I have many rare treasures, but I can’t remember how I got them.

There were too many questions like this, but the one that concerned him the most was——

In my impression, there was clearly a bright moon hanging high in the dark night, but now, there were only stars.

Once upon a time, at the edge of his memory that was so blurred that it almost disappeared, he clearly remembered that what he liked most was beautiful things.

All beautiful things made him obsessed.

Watching the moon, its waxing and waning, and experiencing the soothing beauty of tranquility is one of the things he most frequently and willingly does, and he enjoys it as much as reading.

"There must be a reason. Memories will not disappear for no reason, and the same goes for the pictures in the memory."

He thought so.

…

At the foot of Lingyue Mountain, there is a square with a radius of several tens of feet. The square is surrounded by stone steps, and in the center is a huge spiritual cauldron. The cauldron is carved with various constellations, which is extremely mysterious.

This place is called the Moon Watching Platform, and it is the place where the Lingyue Sect held the Moon Watching Festival in previous years. It is always overcrowded at this time, and this year is no different.

Lu Lingqiu led Mu Qing to arrive here before dark. In order not to expose their cultivation, the two of them just walked slowly along the way. Unlike some disciples who came to take the exam, they had just learned some basic "Wind Control Technique" and the like.

He couldn't wait to show off his auxiliary spiritual skills, and under the envious eyes of some passers-by, he consumed his little spiritual energy to use it on his way.

Such people estimate that during the trial, when they really need to use their spiritual power, they will most likely be short of resources.

After all, people who like to show off often drink less than half the bottle.

The sky was getting dark, and there was still an hour before the official start of the Moon Watching Festival. On the Moon Watching Platform, several disciples wearing Lingyue Taoist uniforms began to set up the venue.

They inlaid some stones with a faint blue light into the grooves on the ground around the giant cauldron. Soon, the entire stage began to emit a faint but charming fluorescent blue light, which seemed to be used for lighting.

Lu Lingqiu also saw that among the monks around the audience who were obviously here to participate in the entry trial, some people actually walked to the back row of the crowd and set up stalls around the square. They lit their own lanterns and spread them on the ground.

He put a layer of rags on top of various items for sale and started shouting.

"Made-made talisman paper is cheap and not expensive! It is suitable for friends who are new to making talismans, come and take a look."

"Second-hand spiritual weapons are easy to use and affordable. Fellow Taoists, don't miss it!"

"The Southern Xinjiang Fierce Venomous Snake, a newborn cub, five spiritual stones each, you can make a profit by cultivating it into mature blood!"

"Gray powder is used for mixing sand. It can be used at home and externally. For the specific effects, please come to my sister for consultation. Please discuss the price in detail~"

Perhaps it was a rule formed in previous years. In the spare time before the Moon Moon Festival, monks from all over the world seized the precious time and opportunity to conduct transactions. Some received spiritual stones, and some exchanged things for things. Some people

If it flows, there will be a market.

Lu Lingqiu couldn't help but feel helpless when he saw this crowded scene.

He doesn't like crowded places. The more crowded it is, the noisier it becomes.

Many people like the excitement, but he only finds it noisy.

Mu Qing obediently held the corner of his clothes and followed him closely, looking at the stalls with a little curiosity.

After all, there are very few such fair and harmonious transactions among the demon clan. Most of the time, if you want to own a treasure, you can achieve it through plundering and killing.

She has been practicing hard in the Tianlu lineage and has almost never traveled out. If she hadn't been so hungry that day without any survival experience, she wouldn't have bothered to attack a few insects in the Qi refining stage.

"The behavior of human monks is really indescribable." She sighed with emotion.

"Want to take a stroll?" Lu Lingqiu turned around and looked at her.

Every time he gazed at her from close range, he was amazed. Even though he had seen too many fairy beauties, he would still find it hard to resist the delicate and lovely appearance of the girl.

"Is that okay?" She said with joy in her eyes.

"certainly."

He took her hand and walked through the crowd to where the stalls were gathered.

There were many people along the way, and some scum with ulterior motives saw that there was such a beautiful girl beside him, so they silently approached her with evil intentions, deliberately squeezed in to rub her, and even tried to touch her secretly with their hands.

They were all separated by Lu Lingqiu without leaving a trace.

After all, he didn't want to see a girl violently murder someone.

Of course, he himself might not be able to help himself and turn this noisy place into a hell.

After all, your own spirit envoy can only be used by yourself.

He protected Mu Qing and finally came to a stall that interested her.

Seeing all kinds of beautiful jewelry exuding different spiritual powers, the girl stopped. There seemed to be a bright light in her crystal clear eyes. She bent down, picked up a small and exquisite ring, and stared at the ring on the ring with fondness.

A simple but unique light green gemstone, he turned his head and said sweetly: "Brother Lingqiu, I want this."

The stall owner was a female cultivator wearing a green gauze hat. She had a slim figure and looked like she was from a foreign country. Judging from the clothes, she looked at the two brothers and sisters who looked like a couple with envy. She said coldly to Lu Lingqiu: "Elementary spiritual ring, one space.

Three Hundred Spiritual Crystals.”

In the world of immortal cultivation in Tiancang Continent, one hundred spiritual stones are equal to one spiritual crystal, and one hundred spiritual crystals are equal to one spiritual jade. The disciples of ordinary sects receive spiritual stone subsidies every month by completing tasks.

Just a few to dozens of dollars.

The price of three hundred spirit crystals is almost what a low-level monk can afford only if he has worked part-time for more than fifty years without eating or drinking.

This is too dark, no ordinary person would buy it.

No wonder there are so few onlookers here. It turns out that this stall owner doesn't pay attention to the lower-level monks with low purchasing power. Her target may be the richer children of wealthy families.

But since the children like it, the master should naturally be as satisfied as possible.

He was about to nod in agreement when he remembered that he didn't bring any spiritual crystals with him at all.

In other words, he has no spiritual crystals or spiritual stones.

"Well……"

"What's wrong?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, Mu Qing thought that he was too willful and what he wanted was too expensive, so he said, "Why... or let's not buy it."

She reluctantly put the ring back into its place, took Lu Lingqiu's hand and left.

But he stopped me.

"Wait."

Lu Lingqiu took out something from the storage ring and looked at the stall owner: "You can also exchange things for things, right?"

The female cultivator frowned slightly, nodded impatiently, and added: "It must be worth the money."

"In that case, I plan to exchange this item for this ring."

He put his hands on his back, wrapped the things in his hands with his spiritual power, and handed them to the other party.

The female cultivator hesitated for a moment, then took the object in his hand and found that it was a small white bottle. She turned around, opened the bottle mouth and smelled it warily.

The next moment.

Xi Feiniao's pupils shrank sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the veil, her delicate porcelain doll-like face was completely shrouded in horror, and the horror in her heart was like a huge wave.

"Wan... Wanling jelly!!!" There seemed to be countless voices in her head shouting to herself. Not to mention this thing was just a junior storage ring, even if she took out all the space jewelry she made.

If you change it, it may not be as valuable as this bottle of spiritual pulp.

"How about it, is it okay?"

Lu Lingqiu asked with a smile, looking at the female cultivator's slightly trembling back who was obviously trying her best to restrain herself.

At the same time, I also feel puzzled. Ordinary monks may not be able to tell what this is...
To be continued...