Tianya Yizhu Peak is different from what Sun Heng imagined. This is not a rare place, but a place where a large number of monks gather.

As its name suggests, when viewed from a distance, it looks like a giant pillar that penetrates the sky, piercing through the white clouds and standing straight between the sky and the earth.

At the foot of the mountain is a small market.

Of course, the items sold are all things that are needed by monks. After all, they are located in the Beichuan Mountains, and ordinary people cannot come here.

The peak is thousands of feet high, and above the mountain above, there are carved beams and columns, and gorgeous houses.

The layers of eaves and palace buildings are painted and carved on this mountain, until the top of the mountain converges into a tall jade tower. Looking at this mountain from afar, it looks like an outstanding work of art.

The stone path around the mountain is exquisite but also steep. If you walk in the cold wind at high altitude, you will fall down if you are not careful.

Here, it seems to belong to a family of cultivation, and this trade fair is held in this family.

Sun Heng lowered the escape light nearby, walked around the mountain for a few times, and purchased some things by the way.

In order to wait for others, the trade fair will be late with the Baicao Sect’s Immortals Association, so it will take a few days before officially starting.

This should be good news for Sun Heng. Taking this opportunity, he can also take stock of his own things first so that he can sit and prepare.

"Someone is monitoring? People at the trade fair?"

I just bought some spiritual materials, and Sun Heng was about to go up the mountain to find a temporary residence when he realized something was wrong.

A warning sign appeared in his heart, although it was not very obvious, but it also made him temporarily stop the idea of ​​going up the mountain.

Shaking his head, he looked at the distance thoughtfully, and his body shook, and it turned into a storm of cold wind and escaped into the distance.

It was not until a hundred miles away that the surveillance of his body disappeared that Sun Heng found a valley and fell down.

He kicked in the valley and found a secluded place, set up a simple defensive formation, and sat down cross-legged.

With a wave of her sleeve, a pile of storage bags appeared in front of her.

The storage bags have different styles and different flashes of inspiration, but the most gorgeous ones among the young people of Luofu Immortal Sect are.

With so many storage bags piled together, the blooming halo can make people dazzle.

Let’s not talk about the things inside, but they are worth a lot of spirit stones themselves.

Sure enough, as the saying goes, killing people and setting fires, repairing bridges and roads without corpses!

If Sun Heng was asked to earn spirit stones honestly, he would not know when he would buy so many storage bags.

And now, the storage bag is just a lining, and the truly valuable thing is still inside!

"Taiyin true fire!"

With a big hand, a blue flame had risen out of thin air and wrapped around the storage bags.

"Ba...b...b...b"

The real fire lingers, and there are a few simple restrictions, and it makes crisp sounds on the spot and opens its mouth.

The restrictions below the Dao Foundation are almost equal to nothing for the Taiyin True Fire, and they are all opened in a moment.

Even if the restrictions set by Taoist monks cannot last long without unique secret techniques.

A few days later, with the last crisp sound, the most difficult storage bag was also breached by Sun Heng.

"call……"

After giving out a long breath, Sun Heng smiled with satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, he had already bought a bunch of storage bags one after another.

The things in their storage bags below Daoji are almost worth much to Sun Heng now.

At that moment, he just shook casually, and a pile of debris shook out from the open space in front of him, most of which were useless.

However, the amount combined is also very rewarding.

Of course, the total amount of the things in all the storage bags in the field is not as good as the person from Luofu Immortal Sect.

"More than three thousand medium-grade spirit stones!"

Looking at the pile of dazzling spirit stones in his perception, even Sun Heng couldn't help but take a breath.

In addition to spirit stones, various treasures of heaven and earth are also packed in storage bags.

Many of them are specialties in the East China Sea and rare in the Northern Region!

There is also a set of the best magic weapon, the Nine Dragon Sword, a protective treasure, a treasure, Shuilan Treasure Clothes, a top-grade and medium-grade magic weapon, and three unknown Dao Books.

There are more than a hundred bottles of elixirs, most of which are available to Taoist monks, which can increase their cultivation and nourish their bodies.

Compared with the things in it, Elder Tian of Baicao Sect has become a poor person.

"Oh……"

With one hand holding this storage bag that was far more gorgeous than other, Sun Heng's face also changed for a while.

It was not until a long time that he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sure enough, what the rich have is a luxury that others cannot imagine."

Although I was surprised by the abundance of what was carrying that man, it was actually not difficult to understand.

Luofu Immortal Sect owns the entire East China Sea, and the East China Sea has abundant supplies, which is comparable to the entire Northern Region.

As a disciple of Luofu Immortal Sect and a true disciple, it is not surprising that you have these things.

With the shock brought by this storage bag, although the things left by the woman from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect are also valuable, they can no longer move Sun Heng.

Finally, I counted the harvest, and there were more than 4,000 medium-grade spirit stones one by one.

Now, it is Sun Heng’s richest time!

After the fair, you can buy supplies with mercy without having to make things difficult for a few taels of low-quality spirit stones.

"It seems that what Linghu Ming said back then is true."

Sun Heng stood up and patted his clothes gently: "For experts like them, as long as they are willing to start, there are indeed not many mid-grade spirit stones."

Then he had already turned into a cold wind and rose into the air, escaping towards the distant peak again.

Near Tianya Yizhu Peak.

Sun Heng stopped the escape light, covered his body not far away, and looked at the mountain with a frown.

Inside his body, a warning that came from nowhere became more and more obvious as he got closer to the mountain.

This made him hesitate.

But after pondering for a moment, he still showed his body and fled towards the mountain.

"Swish..."

A moment later, with the invitation on his body sent in, a man in black robe broke through the formation barrier and came over.

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

The visitor bowed and led Sun Heng to the top of the mountain.

This place is gorgeous, not comparable to the last dark cave, but most of the people coming and going are covered with their heads and faces.

"Fellow Daoist, you need to cover up your identity."

The familiar voice made Sun Heng's mouth slightly curl: "No need, but do you still remember it?"

"oh?"

The man was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at Sun Heng with his eyes under his mask for a moment, then suddenly chuckled: "So it's a fellow Taoist, of course I remember!"

He raised his hands and patted gently.

"Play!"

"Bring people here."

At the end of the song, a woman in a tulle walked slowly out of the inside. Her familiar face and dull expression were Shi Yun from that time.

When he saw Sun Heng, Shi Yun's eyes seemed to flash, but disappeared in an instant.

"Fellow Taoist, she has kept it for you over the years, and now she has achieved success."

The man pointed at Shi Yun and said, "A fellow Taoist is still satisfied with the eighth level of Qi training?"

"good!"

Sun Heng nodded. Although Shi Yun's practices harm others and not benefit oneself, they are not without advantages.

At least, it can purify the aura in her body. Under the same circumstances, the growth rate of cultivation is not slow.

"Price?"

"Don't worry."

The man smiled and pointed inward: "The trade fair has just begun. Why not take a look first with fellow Taoists?"

"Um……"

Sun Heng pondered slightly, looked at the other person thoughtfully, and then nodded: "Okay."
Chapter completed!