On a cold winter night, the streets of the Tieshe Valley are brightly lit, and strange people gather together. There are also many spiritual rare beasts on the street, following their masters in and out of various occasions.

Zuo Lingquan was wearing a black robe and a sword hanging on his waist. He stopped by the river and looked at some boats on the river surface.

Jiang Yi's waist was sore and her legs were weak. While no one was paying attention, she used Zuo Lingquan as a support and leaned her chest on her shoulder, saying tiredly:

"I thought the Nine Sects Alliance was so mysterious, it looked like a temple fair..."

The two of them came over in the afternoon and wandered around the Iron Valley with great enthusiasm.

The Tiehe Valley stretches for nearly a hundred miles, and most places are the destinations of major sects, and strangers are not allowed to approach them. There are hundreds of sects in the jurisdiction of the nine sects, and the density can be imagined. Wherever you can visit, there are only a long street along the river at the gate of the Tiehe Mansion.

The only purpose of monks who can come to the Iron River Valley is to find a master or pick a disciple.

Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Yi are the kind of master who come to find a master. When you come here to find out, there is still a poor person in the path of cultivation and he is very particular about recommending himself. Most experts are not interested in it, and it is likely that he will be an outer sect if he wants to truly join the master's disciple. If you want to come to see you, you must take the initiative to treat you as a rude jade.

This "good master" does not refer to a famous master, but a responsible master.

For example, Wu Zunyi, who barely went to Tiandi City, had too many peers, and his talents were probably buried. He was led by his senior brother in the outer sect and started to climb up from sweeping the floor and fetching water. His luck was bad and he would pass for the rest of his life.

Lei Hongliang discovered his talent and brought him to a private practice cave like Lei Gong Mountain. The name of Lei Gong Mountain is not even comparable to that of Zhuyan City, but Lei Hongliang is willing to give it all to cultivate his disciples in a fortune-telling place. For his disciples, the growth environment is much better than that of Tiandi City.

It is probably the principle of "chicken head and phoenix tail". If the teacher does not treat you as a treasure, it will be a waste of life if you enter the nine sects. It is better to stay in the small sect to study.

Based on this logic, the random cultivators in the Iron River Valley regarded themselves as "thousand-mile horses", wandering around the streets, making various unfathomable actions, hoping to get a different look from the aliens, and then achieve a counterattack legend that they are talked about; only if they really can't meet a monk who "Bo Le" will go to the places where the major sects choose people.

Zuo Lingquan naturally felt that he was a "thousand-mile horse", and Jiang Yi also felt that he was a foal. The two of them had just arrived, and like other casual cultivators, they were wandering around the streets, seeing if there were any masters in front of them, and they ran over and knelt down and begged to accept disciples.

As a result, the two of them moved from dusk to night and walked around the street for about ten miles. The only thing they looked at were a few female cultivators with charming eyes wandering around Zuo Lingquan's face, which probably meant, "Do you want to find a Taoist partner? Sister can let you fight for ten years less."

When Jiang Yi was in front of him, Zuo Lingquan naturally couldn't come forward to meet him, so he politely declined.

Jiang Yi was so angry that she couldn't figure out the other party's Taoism, so she didn't dare to get angry, so she could only pull her man away quickly.

Seeing that it was dark and there was nothing left, Jiang Yi frowned and said with a frown:

"You said the experts on the street are blind? You are so powerful, I am not bad at all. Why don't anyone come and talk? They can try it, what if we agree?"

Zuo Lingquan looked at the surface of Moheihe and said with a smile:

"I am afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so I deliberately restrain my breath; if I don't show any leakage, I can't see too much from the air, so it's normal that no one comes over."

Jiang Yi felt that it was not normal at all, so she looked down at the beautiful red dress on her body:

"That's not right. Am I not good-looking? Why are there only old women looking at you, but no one looking at me? I saw those beautiful single cultivators, followed by a bunch of bachelors to greet each other."

Zuo Lingquan was a little funny and raised his hand to hook Jiang Yi's shoulder:

"When you walk in front of me, they can't see through my background, so how dare you look around? Besides, why no one looks at you? You didn't notice those young female cultivators, and they were very envious of the look they looked at you?"

envious?

Jiang Yi blinked her almond eyes, stood up straight and separated from Zuo Lingquan, and hummed softly:

"I envy you are also envious of my appearance, it has nothing to do with you."

"That's right." Zuo Lingquan turned around and walked towards the street: "Let's go, I'm tired of walking for a day. Find a place to stay first and continue tomorrow."

Jiang Yi needs to sleep, and she is really sleepy after a busy day, but it seems something is wrong when she goes out to spend the night with Zuo Lingquan.

Jiang Yi looked at the direction outside the Iron River Valley and hesitated:

"Don't you go home?"

"The capital city is more than 400 miles away from here, and I can't fly, how can I go back?"

Jiang Yi originally wanted to call the Imperial Concubine, but Shangguan Lingye must be busy now. If he takes a public ferry, he will go to Linyuan Port. It may take a long time to go back and forth, and he will have to come tomorrow. It is really troublesome to think about it.

Jiang Yi hesitated for a while and walked in front of Zuo Lingquan:

"The Imperial Concubine didn't ask me to go back. It seems that I won't have to help with my work tomorrow... We'll open two rooms later."

“There are many people in the Iron River Valley, so it’s not safe to live in two rooms.”

"This is at the gate of the Iron Mansion, and I am Princess Dayan. I can call a bunch of imperial courts to worship them with a wave. What's wrong with that?"

Zuo Lingquan could visit the door in the middle of the night anyway, so he didn't say much when he saw this and nodded:

"The princess can arrange it. I'm just worried that the princess will be afraid alone."

"I'm afraid when you live with me."

Jiang Yi muttered and accelerated her pace.

Even if the monks who are upstream of the Linggu Realm cannot wander around the street for several months even if they don’t sleep. There are many places to stay in the Iron River Valley, in addition to inns, there are also single-family houses and spiritual spiritual temples.

Although Zuo Lingquan earned a lot of money from the gods, he only had more than a hundred pieces of "Golden Thread Baht". He only stayed for one night and chose an inn with a slightly affordable price.

However, the Tiehe Valley recruited disciples, and there were too many young cultivators from Qi Refining Realm. Most of the inns on the street were crowded. Even the tables in the lobby were collected by seats. It was not easy to find a room, let alone two.

Jiang Yi took Zuo Lingquan to search on the street. After walking for two quarters of an hour, she couldn't find a suitable place to stay. Instead, she saw a large circle of monks on the street ahead.

Jiang Yi came to Tiehe Valley to watch the fun. Seeing this scene, she naturally became energetic and ran to her to look at it.

But who didn't want to watch the fun when the monks came to the Iron River Valley? The crowd surrounded more than three floors. The monks on the outermost side even floated up and looked at them with flying swords, probably hundreds of people gathered around.

There are many bamboos in the Iron River Valley. No one dares to keep the sky above the other people's heads, and the same is true for going up to the roof. Jiang Yi can't see the situation inside the crowd even when she stands on tiptoe, so she can only do it in a hurry.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't fly either, but as a boyfriend, there were always more ways than difficulties. He pulled Jiang Yi and came to the corridor columns of the pavilion on the street. He held Jiang Yi's waist with both hands, held her up directly, and sat on his right shoulder.

“Eh?!”

There were dense crowds around him, so Jiang Yi was so embarrassed to do such a thing. Her face suddenly turned red and she wanted to jump down.

But in a blink of an eye, the crowd in front was looking forward, with a corridor blocking her behind her, but no one noticed her.

Zuo Lingquan's cheeks were against his soft buttocks, and the crowd was blocked from his sight, and he couldn't see the situation between the crowd. He asked:

"What's going on inside?"

Jiang Yi's face turned red and cramped. After realizing that no one was paying attention, she looked up at the crowd, but when she saw that her brows frowned...—

"Fellow Daoist, this blood lotus was discovered first by me and I have already negotiated with the stall owner..."

"So what? I'll pay twice the price, twice is not four times enough, you just want to buy additional money..."

The streets were brightly lit, and hundreds of monks gathered around the streets, watching the two groups of monks on the street stalls facing each other.

It is very common for people to have quarrels in the market because of the treasures of heaven and earth. Passers-by don’t care about their own affairs and most of them won’t pay attention to them.

But at this time, there were many monks in the high-level realm who were half a step up the bamboo shoots, and even the deacons and shopkeepers of shops on the street, standing at the window to look at them.

The reason is that the two parties quarreled, they hung the waist sign of Yunshui Jiantan while the waist sign of Jingtai.

Jingtu and Yunshui Sword Pond are the only two "Sword Sects" among the nine sects. They are close to each other and compete for territory and treasures. There are often frictions, so neighborhood relations are definitely not good.

The blood lotus on the stall had already given the money to the three disciples of Jingtai, but the people from Yunshui Jiantan suddenly appeared and picked up the spirit grass from the stall, saying that they wanted the spirit grass and asked Jingtai to buy it elsewhere.

This move is obviously to take the opportunity to find fault and defeat the opponent's sect.

Jingtu is also a wealthy family in the nine sects. How could it be that they could give in? If it were normal, they would draw their swords on the spot.

However, the three disciples on Jingtutai had very low cultivation levels, which were obviously weaker than their opponents, and had no strength to draw their swords. In front of everyone, they gave them to the sect to embarrass themselves, but they could not beat them, and they were in a dilemma for a while.

Xu Zhining, a disciple of Jingtai, who was standing in front, faced with Yunshui Jiantan's improper and aggressiveness, and was serious about reasoning without being humble or arrogant.

But the path of practice is where the strong are respected. Only when the fist is strong is worthy of reasoning will there be people listening to it, and no one cares about the principles of the weak.

She Yulong and Yao Heyu in the back had anger hidden in their eyes, but they were helpless.

The three of them are all brothers from Qihuang Valley. After obtaining the quota for the Great Pill, they have to go to Jingtu and join the disciples of the Shangsect to participate in the Nine Sect Alliance.

As the top leader of the Great Dan Dynasty, the three of them are not very talented, but they are still too weak among the nine sects.

Among them, She Yulong, who is the most talented and most persevering, has only just climbed to the half-step Spirit Valley with the support of Jingtu Fudi, while the other two are at the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

Chen Yu, who was the leader of the other party, was the same age as the three of them, and had reached the third level of Linggu, and could hit the three of them with one hand.

Xu Zhining finally got the opportunity to climb up. Knowing that he couldn't beat him, he led his junior brother to fight with the other party. He was injured and delayed the selection of disciples in the Nine Sects. He may have been delayed in his life and he will definitely not draw his sword with a fever.

But the three of them followed the Jingtai Sect and hung the Jingtai sign. They forced to buy and sell. If they left silently, the teacher of the Jingtai Sect will know that even if they are not punished, the little good impression they have accumulated after finally accumulating will be greatly reduced.

For this reason, Xu Zhining can only use words to protect his own interests:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, the market rules, one hand, the other hand goods, I have already given the money, this spiritual herb belongs to me, if you want to buy it, you can buy it from me, how can I negotiate the price with the original seller?"

Chen Zhuo from Yunshui Jiantan, he met for twenty-four or five years. His attitude was not arrogant, but his words did not tell any truth:

"This is not a fairy market, and the goods are not in your hands. If you buy things, you should get the price higher. I will pay double the price. He is willing to sell it and I am willing to buy it. If you don't agree, you can just increase the price."

The stall owner was just a small casual cultivator, caught between the disciples of the Nine Sects, so he dared not interrupt, just stood by and watched.

Xu Zhining knew that he had increased the price, so the other party definitely didn't want it, so he deliberately let Jingtai suffer in public view. But what he could say had been said, so he could only stick to the rules of the market and argue over and over again.

Yao Heyu had the lowest cultivation level. Seeing that more and more people were watching, he was also secretly anxious. The three men's teacher was Lin Yang, the deacon in the inner door of the terrace. When he encountered such an unsolvable situation, he could only pick up the waist card and wanted to notify the elders to come and deal with it.

The two disciples behind Chen Zhuo immediately spoke when they saw this scene:

"What? It's reasonable, I'm going to cry with the teacher and let the teacher decide for you? I want to buy things but don't want to bid, so I rely on the sect power to buy and sell. Is this the only skill you can do on the terrace?"

Yao Heyu's movements froze, gritted his teeth, but he couldn't even speak back and even scolded.

She Yulong's mind is more calm than the two senior brothers and has the highest cultivation level. Faced with this unsolvable situation, she thought about it and explained it simply:

"We are disciples of Qihuang Valley of the Sect at Jinglutai. Our cultivation is indeed not as good as those of several fellow Taoists from Yunshui Jiantan. But if Fellow Daoist Chen relies on the power of the sect to be rude, we will not give in, and I will accompany you if you want to fight."
To be continued...