Volume 1 Chapter 445: Homesickness

Chapter 445: Loving Home

While I was thinking hard, I suddenly remembered a place, Yueshangji, where there were three major weapon-refining sects. Although their strength was average, they were low-key enough that no one made any plans, or it should be said that high-level monks were not interested in them. When the Yue Shang Market is open, people come and go, at least tens of thousands of people, swallowing hundreds of people is like playing; and private fighting is prohibited, it is a rare safe zone. After everyone goes there, they can slowly think about the future regulations. It's better than running around now, so flying up and down to the west.

After flying through several cities one after another, we came to a grassland and stopped. There was no one around, so Ruiyuan ordered everyone to change clothes. It would be difficult not to show off if there were more than 800 people wearing all white. After everyone changed their clothes, Zhang Ain pointed the way north.

Walk more than ten miles to enter the forbidden area of ​​Yueshang Market, continue heading north, and see Yueshang Market thirty miles later. The market is quite big, but unfortunately it hasn’t opened yet. Only a few stalls are occupied. Some foundation-building monks are lounging behind their stalls, and there are even Qi-refining disciples among them. There are only a few cultivators wandering around to select items and cultivate their abilities. Not high either.

Zhang was afraid that a group of people would come shouting. The cultivators in the market watched curiously. Some vendors saw the coming business and summoned up their energy to shout loudly. More people looked on guard, and someone sent a messenger back to the door to report to the master inside the door. The Yue Shang Market was not open, but suddenly more than 800 monks who couldn't tell the difference came. Who knew what they wanted to do?

After scanning the market at a glance, Zhang Wen stopped outside Li Xu and ordered his disciples to set up tents to rest. With an order, more than two hundred tent houses were erected on the grassland at the same time. Everyone in the market looked at them in surprise. It was a big deal, absolutely a big deal. The tent houses were worth a lot of money. These people actually had more than two hundred tent houses. There were several summonses at once. Fu Fei returned to his home.

Zhang Ping ignored what they were doing. Most of the monks in the market were disciples of the three major weapon refining sects. The three major sects are neutral sects and are relatively weak. If they are not bullied, they will not take action. Because he built his sect by refining weapons and had good relations with all the sects in the world, including the Demon Sect, they were unwilling to bully them. It was easy to kill someone, but it would be difficult to get help from this person in the future.

Sitting down anywhere, he was surprised that the Yue Shang Market was not open. There were too few people in the market. The more than 800 people there were like more than 800 bright lights, attracting attention. If nothing unexpected happened, the news would probably spread in the next two days. If he comes out, it will attract more lunatics to cause trouble for him.

Looking back at Zhang Tianfang, he asked, "What are you standing there for?" Zhang Tianfang was the only one beside him. He stood there stupidly, as if something was missing, which made people feel a little uncomfortable. The guy replied indifferently, "It's nothing." Afraid that he would not adapt to Fu Kong's departure, he didn't say much and called Rui Yuan to ask him what his plans were.

Ruiyuan didn't dare to have any plans. As long as Zhang Ping was involved, the enemies he encountered were all super masters, so any plan would be useless. He immediately said respectfully: "Listen to Uncle Master's orders."

Zhang Ain pulled Zhang Tianfang's clothes and asked, "What do you think?" Zhang Tianfang simply replied, "I don't know." He gave him a blank look, threw himself into the tent and went to sleep.

Ruiyuan hesitated and said, "Why don't you go back to the Snow Mountain?" The world of flowers is beautiful, but there are also many dangers. As a disciple of Tianlei Mountain, you must have this awareness. Instead of struggling in the world, it is better to retreat to the wasteland and concentrate on development.

Zhang Ping said: "No matter how good you are at cultivating, you are only 773 people. How can you inherit the Tianlei Mountain Taoism?"

Ruiyuan thought for a moment and said: "I will give up the master and open a sect in the world to recruit disciples. I will select those with good qualifications and a correct attitude and send them back to the snow mountain and tell them the origin of the sect. This way, I can not only inherit the sect but also concentrate on practicing."

There is a way, Zhang Ping said: "Practice first, wait until the baby is born." Ruiyuan said: "Yes."

Just after saying a few words, three people flew from the mountains behind the market. They landed a hundred meters away and quickly walked up to Baoquan and said: "The deacons of Lingshan Gate, Bailian Valley, and Wanfa Sect have seen fellow Taoists. I don't know." What are you doing here? We are the landlords. If you need anything, please ask. Even if we can't help, it would be good to have more people give us advice."

Zhang Ain stood up with a smile: "Sorry to bother you, I passed by here for a short rest and will leave the next day." He came here to deceive others. He didn't want to forget the opening date of the market, which would attract more attention, so he had to say a few nonsense words to explain.

The three of them, including a Taoist priest, a scholar, and a big man, looked at each other, and the scholar asked: "May I ask where your master is from, where you come from, and where you want to go?"

He was leaving anyway, but Zhang was worried that he didn't want to deal with them, so he smiled and said, "I'm just hanging out, I'll leave tomorrow."

Seeing that he was tight-lipped, the three of them used their spiritual consciousness to scan the tent house. After a lot of hard work, they only realized that the two people in front of them were foundation-building practitioners. The tent house had an enchantment and their spiritual consciousness could not penetrate. He thought: How dare a Foundation Establishment disciple be so arrogant? But the three of them were used to being cautious. The disciple reported that there were more than 800 people. In case there were masters among them, there was really no need to create strong enemies. The scholar smiled and said: "In that case, I won't disturb fellow Taoists to rest, and we will do more business in the future." Jikaiji, Taoist friends, if you have time, you can come and take a tour."

Zhang Ying smiled and said: "Definitely, definitely."

The three people spoke quite nicely and showed good etiquette, but their faces were serious when they left. They nodded slightly to each other and went back to report. Not long after, the three sects sent out 30 law enforcement teams to observe Zhang Ai's tent houses from a distance and be on guard.

Zhang Wen had met members of the law enforcement team before, which was composed of alchemy masters from the three sects to maintain public order in the Yue Shangji. Not wanting to see him again, he came to defend himself, so he smiled slightly and turned around to go back to the house. Ruiyuan also saw those people. Seeing that Zhang Feng didn't say anything, he went back to his room to meditate.

No one spoke that night. At dawn the next day, Zhang Pa led his people away and said goodbye to the disciples of Ruiyuan at the border. The disciples returned to the snow mountain to practice hard, and he took the girls to fly to the Holy Kingdom. Originally, they were not so eager to go, but the girls heard that they were going back to the Holy Kingdom and clamored to leave immediately. Although there were no relatives there, it was still their hometown.

They flew over one country after another, Yue, Song, and Lu, and then entered the boundless desert. There was only yellow sand and nothing else. The piglet knew the way home and guided the direction in front. After a month, it stopped under a big rock. The piglet jumped into Zhang Pa's arms and asked him to take it home to see, and called the kitten to come over.

Zhang Pa was a little puzzled. Why did everyone become homesick after leaving Bukong? He asked Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian to take good care of the girls, picked up the piglet and kitten and sank into the ground. Half an hour later, they entered the underground lava cave. It was a big fire pool with only flames jumping non-stop, and nothing else. The piglet quickly plunged into the lava, swam back and forth comfortably in it, and called the kitten to come down to play. The kitten shook its head and refused to go, hiding in Zhang Pa's arms without moving. The piglet looked down on it and pretended to smile, but the kitten pretended not to see it.