Chapter 51: Guangyuan Market

It seems to be the harvest season now, and the scent of grain came from the farmland on both sides.

Wang Yu scanned left and right, and saw clearly that most of the crops planted in the fields were the same kind of rice. The whole body was emerald green, but the ears at the top were as big as a thumb, but only two or three grains bore real fruit, and the others were shriveled.

A small part of the farmland was planted with melons, fruits, and vegetables, but their size seemed to be much larger than the outside world.

These farmlands were mostly separated by simple fences or hedges, and some people in different clothes were busy inside. The houses built between the farmlands were not large, and they were simple residences composed of two or three stone houses.

When Wang Yu followed the old cultivator in the green robe past a piece of farmland and saw clearly what the two people in the field were busy with, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch twice.

One was dressed as a Confucian scholar, but he held a net in one hand and a black thin sword in the other, stabbing something rapidly between the rice grains. Every time he hit a black insect of unknown name, he then threw it into the net in his other hand.

In another piece of farmland, a certain heroic martial artist was wearing a gleaming half-body armor, but he was digging the field hard with a thick bronze hoe in his hand.

Every time the hoe hit the ground, it made a muffled sound of "Clang," like chiseling stone.

The three walked along the path between the fields, and also saw monks, pouring water from a copper bowl floating on their heads, and beautiful young women, harvesting rice with a giant sickle...

Just when Wang Yu was marveling, a black dot appeared in the sky in the distance and flew toward this side rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it reached above the three.

It was actually a giant crane the size of an adult, with gray feathers all over its body, a green crown, and fiery red eyes. On it sat a middle-aged man in a robe, carrying a treasure sword on his back, and his waist was bulging.

"Are you here for the first time in the Guangyuan Market? I am the person on duty in the market. Only those who have reached the third level of Qi Refinement or above are allowed to enter the Guangyuan Market. You now operate the technique, and I will test it." The middle-aged man did not come down from the giant crane, but fished out a golden disc from his sleeve and said to the three people below from a high position.

Then he didn't care whether Wang Yu and the others agreed or not, and aimed the disc in his hand at the bottom.

Wang Yu felt the real wind pressure and faint fishy smell brought by the giant bird flapping its wings, his mind turned, but he scanned the surroundings and found that several people in the nearby fields were pointing and looking at this side, looking accustomed to it.

"Listen to this Fellow Daoist's instructions. This is a check that must be accepted for the first time entering the market." The old cultivator in the green robe seemed to have experience, was not surprised, and said to the two, then pinched the formula with one hand, and the magic power fluctuation on his body rose instantly.

The Princess of Tianhe heard this, honestly operated the technique, green light flowed on her body, and a faint scent of grass and trees radiated from her body.

Seeing this, Wang Yu activated the third level formula of the Yin Water Art, and faint cold air vaguely appeared on his body.

"Okay, one at the third level of Qi Refinement, one at the fourth level of Qi Refinement, one at the sixth level of Qi Refinement, all meet the conditions for entering the market. You can go directly to the entrance to register now. If you don't have a permanent residence in the future, you can only stay in the market for three days." The middle-aged man looked at the disc in his hand for a few times, nodded, gave a few instructions, and then rode the giant crane and flew away.

Is this Elder Hua a mid-level cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refinement?

Wang Yu looked at the old man a few more times, but at this moment, the old man suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away, and was overjoyed and hurriedly said to Wang Yu:

"Little Friend, the old man seems to have seen an old friend, so I will take the Princess to visit. You can go to the market first. If there is fate in the future, we will meet again in the valley."

After saying that, Elder Hua walked toward another piece of farmland not far away.

The Princess of Tianhe hesitated for a moment, then threw a talisman to Wang Yu and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Wang, this is my communication talisman. As long as the distance is not too far, you can contact me through this talisman if you have anything."

Subsequently, the white-clothed woman chased after Elder Hua.

Wang Yu looked at the talisman in his hand, then looked at the two who were going away, thought about it, stuffed the talisman into the storage bag, and led the mule toward the valley slowly.

When he arrived at the entrance of the valley, he saw a huge archway with the three golden characters "Guangyuan Market" clearly printed on it, and several silver-armored soldiers standing straight and a conspicuous small wooden house on both sides.

These armored soldiers were broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with knives and guns, but Wang Yu released his divine sense and did not feel any magic power fluctuation from them. After stealing a look with the Qi Observation Art, he discovered that these armored soldiers had vigorous Qi and blood, and the blood energy on their body surface was more than an inch high, far exceeding ordinary people, almost none of them inferior to Instructor Zhu of the Black Tiger Fist Hall.

Could these people be the Dharma-protecting warriors Elder Hua just mentioned!

Wang Yu muttered in his heart, deposited the mule in a nearby livestock shed, and went straight to the small wooden house.

When he walked out of the wooden house again, he had an extra white wooden sign and a thin book in his hand.

The wooden sign was engraved with simple patterns on one side, and "Guangyuan" was engraved on the other side, while the cover of the thin book was written with "Guangyuan Knowledge."

These two things cost him a spirit stone!

Wang Yu felt some heartache, but could only take the sign to show the armored soldiers under the archway, and then walked into the valley with a large package on his back.

As soon as he entered the valley entrance, he could see dense and various buildings.

The first half of the valley was mostly simple stone houses and bungalows, and occasionally some dilapidated wooden pavilions, but they were scattered here and there, a bit messy.

The second half of the valley, with an invisible arc as the boundary, stood rows of blue stone tile houses, extending directly to the mountains behind, appearing unusually neat and clean.

The whole valley was not too big, and it could accommodate five or six thousand people to live normally. It was penetrated by several main roads in the front and back areas, but there were not many pedestrians on the street, and even if there were, they were walking in a hurry.

Wang Yu opened the thin manual gifted during registration and read it rapidly.

After a moment, a look of enlightenment appeared on his face. He put away the manual, walked directly to the street in front, and looked at the buildings on both sides from time to time, seemingly looking for something.

Not long after, he stayed in a "Yunlai Inn" that looked simple on the side of the street.

Food and accommodation included, one spirit stone can stay for three days.

Wang Yu stood at the entrance of the inn, touched the storage bag in his sleeve, and for the first time felt that his food and accommodation in this Guangyuan Market seemed to be a problem.

In the following time, he strolled in the first half of the market, and everything he saw was an eye-opener.

Not to mention anything else, just the dress of the cultivators made him marvel.

It is autumn now. Not only are there young women in short clothes and short sleeves, but there are also old men in thick fur coats, and even big men wrapped in pythons and Taoists wearing masks...

But there is no doubt that these people should all be cultivators, but there are also ordinary mortals without magic power on the street, but the number is relatively small.

Isn't it said that only those at the third level of Qi Refinement or above can enter the market? Are these mortals special?

Wang Yu grumbled to himself. As he looked around, overwhelmed by the sights, he gradually discovered that although there were many shops of various sizes on both sides of the street, they mostly traded in common items like daily necessities, ironware, and clothing. He did not see the talismans, cultivation techniques, or other items for cultivators that he most wanted to understand. The currency used for transactions was also just ordinary gold and silver, but the prices were five or six times higher than over in Tongzhou City.

Just when he was puzzled, he arrived at the intersection of the front and back areas of the market. A big square appeared in front of him. Although it was not bustling, there were quite a few people gathered there.

There were quite a few stalls of different sizes around the square, and there was even a team of armored soldiers dressed the same as the guards at the gate, patrolling back and forth inside.

Wang Yu's spirit was refreshed, he walked into the square, and scanned the nearest stall.

On a huge black cloth, three things were placed: a small bag of light red soil, an antique dagger, and a black brick with several golden patterns printed on the surface.

He didn't change his expression, and while continuing to move forward, he looked at other stalls, and found that most of the items placed on the stalls were mysterious items, but very few people stopped in front of these stalls.

These stall owners also sat upright behind, without saying a word, completely in the posture of "willing to take the bait."

Wang Yu's mind turned, and he didn't look down anymore, but walked toward those stalls where people had stopped. ===== CHAPTER 52 =====