Xiao Fanyun held his cell phone and looked at the group chat, secretly asked the old Tiangang: "Master, who is this senior Feng Wu Jiutian?"

The Taoist Master Tiangang lowered his voice and replied in a low voice: "This senior Feng Wu Jiutian has existed since the Tang and Song dynasties, and is an expert in the realm of unity between man and nature."

"Golden Pill Cultivator!?" Xiao Fanyun's heart was shocked. He was definitely a genius who could cultivate to the Golden Pill stage in the mortal world where spiritual energy was so scarce!

Xiao Fanyun asked, "Master, are there a few masters in this world who are united by nature and man?"

The old Taoist Tiangang replied: "There are still five left on Earth, because any master who can break through the realm of harmony between man and nature will find a way to ascend to the legendary fairy world. After all, the spiritual energy of our planet is too thin, and it is not enough to allow the master who is in the realm of harmony between man and nature to continue to break through upward."

Xiao Fanyun laughed in his heart, just the golden elixir realm, thinking about ascending to the fairy world? You frogs in the well are thinking about eating nothing.

However, this world has a thin spiritual energy, which is indeed not suitable for the Jindan monk to continue to practice in straits. It is normal for humans to go to other worlds to seek a way out.

"Then why is this senior Feng Wu still stranded in this world?" Xiao Fanyun asked curiously.

The old Taoist Tiangang shook his head and said, "I don't know much about this old Taoist. After all, having this senior is also a layer of shade for us. After you have been exploring the world for a long time, you will understand that our world does not seem to be peaceful on the surface."

Xiao Fanyun knew it in his heart and thanked the old Taoist to solve his doubts.

Two days later, Zhongyuan Festival.

The entire Longhu Mountain is lively inside and outside.

The newly renovated ghost market has officially opened, and practitioners from all over the country have almost squeezed out the entire town.

Xiao Fanyun naturally would not miss this great opportunity, wandering around the streets and alleys and collecting all kinds of rare treasures.

Perhaps because of his lucrative actions, or because of his eye-catching appearance, Xiao Fanyun soon became a big fat sheep in the eyes of market merchants. Gradually, the reputation of "Qingsong Real Person" spread like wildfire. As soon as he appeared on the street, enthusiastic merchants would take the initiative to come forward to sell various rare treasures.

This saved Xiao Fanyun a lot of effort and made him look confused. After all, compared with a big family like Longhu Mountain, Qingsongguan's family is still too thin.

Of course, if anyone really treats him as a fat sheep, then wait to smash his signature.

"Oh, Master Qingsong, you're here. Please come in." The shopkeeper of Jubao Pavilion took the initiative to go out with a warm look, and invited Xiao Fanyun into the side hall of the store and served him personally.

Xiao Fanyun was not pretentious, and took a sip of tea and asked slowly, "Shopkeeper, what treasure did you get today? Why are you in a hurry to call me and urge me to come over?"

Manager Wang smiled mysteriously and asked Xiao Fanyun to sit for a while, then sued the crime and turned into the inner hall to bring out a wooden box, and said mysteriously: "True Qingsong, I know that you like various antiques. I happened to have obtained a few rare items recently, but I don't know the age, so please help me."

Xiao Fanyun smiled and said, "Okay, let me see what it is."

"Please check this one out first." Manager Wang carefully put down the wooden box and opened it gently, but saw an ink-colored cirrus hairpin in the box.

The hairpin is about half a foot long, with a simple and elegant shape, black and moist all over, and is heavy and heavy.

Xiao Fanyun felt that he couldn't let go of his love for a while. The most important thing was that this hairpin was full of Taoism. Obviously, it was a few years ago. As long as you carve spiritual patterns and give them a little sacrifice and refine them, you can become a spiritual weapon.

"No, not bad." Xiao Fanyun asked: "Can the shopkeeper give up?"

Manager Wang smiled brightly and said, "Live Qingsong see what you said. We open the door to do business, so what can't be given up? If you like this hairpin, you can just open a price."

Xiao Fanyun thought about it and directly offered a price: "30,000!"

Manager Wang raised his thumb and smiled: "Be fair, I like to make friends with a cheerful person like Qingsong Zhenren."

Xiao Fanyun smiled and said, "Okay, stop flattering. Take out any treasures from the anecdotes. I don't have much spare time."

"Okay, wait for a moment." Manager Wang immediately went to the back hall to bring several treasure boxes one by one and put them in front of Xiao Fanyun.

"Live Qingsong, look, this is..."

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper!" Suddenly a guy shouted anxiously outside the living room: "What happened before! Someone came to smash our signboard!"

"What?!" Manager Wang's face changed. He hurriedly accused Xiao Fanyun of guilt and walked quickly to the door of the living room to ask about the situation.

It turned out that yesterday a customer bought an ancient fan from their store and was given to the beauty, but it was revealed on the spot that it was a fake.

The guest was naturally angry, so he came to ask for an explanation.

If Manager Wang could not give a reasonable explanation, he would probably have to smash his signature in public, otherwise Longhu Mountain would not allow them.

Manager Wang was in a dilemma for a while. After all, Xiao Fanyun was also a distinguished guest who could not afford to offend him, and he was unable to do anything.

Xiao Fanyun saw his predicament and went out to see what was going on with him on the grounds of watching the excitement, so as not to make it difficult for Manager Wang to do it.

Manager Wang was naturally grateful and led Xiao Fanyun out of the living room to the front hall of the store.

I saw that there were many passers-by gathering at the entrance of the store, pointing fingers or taking out their cell phones to take pictures.

As soon as Manager Wang came out, he quickly apologized to a young man standing in front of the counter, and then asked for details and checked the goods.

Xiao Fanyun stood aside and watched quietly. When he squinted his eyes, he found that the ancient fan had obviously been tampered with.

This ancient fan is actually an ancient women's silk fan with brocade fan surface, bamboo tendons and jade bones with gold-thread tassels, and is decorated with various gems such as red agate, green jade, and white jade.

Pictures of flowers and birds embroidered on the front of the fan, and a poem of love in the boudoir on the back.

Love poem is a famous ancient Song Dynasty poem "The Fairy of Magpie Bridge". It is also suitable for the scenery with pictures of flowers, birds, wind and moon, and is very suitable for giving love to beautiful women.

But the problem lies in this ancient poem and accompanying pictures.

As long as you have some knowledge, you know that this song "The Fairy of Magpie Bridge" is a preface to the Chinese Valentine's Day. It uses the mythical story of the joys and sorrows of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to sing sincere, delicate, pure and steadfast love.

But who has ever seen the moon on the Chinese Valentine's Day as a crescent moon???

Is this bullying others blindly or is it bullying others stupid?

Manager Wang soon found the problem with this fan, and his face was so wonderful.

"Can this customer speak with one step?" Manager Wang could only admit defeat, prepare for heavy bleeding to calm the matter, and then investigate the reason to see which joint was a problem.

"I don't have so much spare time to spend with you!" The young man dressed in famous brand clothes, obviously a good person who is not short of money. Such a rich young man is best at sacrificing his face, especially when he loses his face in front of the beautiful woman. How can he swallow his anger easily? So today he is not prepared to be kind at all when he comes here: "I will give you two choices, either you will smash your own signs, or I will invite the Dao Master from Longhu Mountain to comment!"
Chapter completed!