Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

It turns out that people's expectations are not only gathered in the people, but also recognized by the more profound and profound Confucian Confucianism and Taoism Cultivation Base, but also unimaginable people can come together.

This strong air of popularity is enough to match the Confucian and Taoist master Jing Haoran.

Renwang and Haoran are in harmony, but can a county be a county and be the governor of a county?

Forget it, not interested.

Han Muye tried his best to close the man's gaze, urging his own aura to merge with Spiritual Qi.

After giving ten extra pieces of mid-grade Spirit Stones, the flying boat flies into the air without sleep.

On the third day, it finally stopped.

"Is this Jinchuan City?"

At the bow of the boat, there was the sigh of the big demon Hibiscus.

Han Muye got up and walked out with a look of emotion on his face.

Ahead, the rising light Shrouding the Heavens obscures the sun, dyeing the entire sky in color.

Stretching pavilions, layer upon layer, all the way to the horizon.

Roads and rivers divide the city into pieces.

people hope.

At this moment, Han Muye's eyes were full of purple halos flickering.

The so-called hope of people is what the people think.

Confucianism and Taoism suppress the world, and it is the power of thousands of minds that is borrowed.

Heaven, earth and people, the general trend will be completed.

This is Zhongzhou.

This is Jinchuan City.

"The mountains and rivers are so beautiful, my generation of Confucianism and Taoism practitioners can hold the authority of this world, how can I dare not to be stubborn and die?"

Standing on the bow, Kong Chaode sighed softly.

The youth in this world is like brocade, and the Return to Self City is Jinchuan.

With such mountains and rivers, it is no wonder that the minister of letters has to protect it with all his strength.

Worldly cultivators, who wouldn't want to see such a world, undefeated forever?

In Han Muye's heart, he suddenly understood.

"Jinchuan in the west of Shu is so prosperous, what does the imperial city look like?" Mujin stood there, a dazed look on her face.

Imperial City?

Kong Chaode's eyes showed a blurred look, and said softly: "There are twelve capitals in the sky, and thousands of miles are stacked on top of each other. The fairy cloud is three thousand feet, and the divine light shoots the bullfight."

"Imperial City is the Heavenly Capital."

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Mujin led the wood demons in a flying boat, followed the guidance of Jinchuan City, and delivered the elixir to the county governor's house.

Han Muye and Kong Chaode, along with Lin Shen and the little demon Tantan, quietly got off the flying boat and went to the city along the hundred-zhang-wide bluestone avenue.

Entering the city, all you can see are practitioners.

There are spiritual cultivators who shine with aura, and there are sword cultivators who carry their swords behind their backs.

There are Confucian and Taoist practitioners who are full of aura, and there are monster cultivators with strange shapes.

There is the Devil Cultivator with Devilish Qi's tumbling, and the Buddhism Cultivator with a bald head.

Ordinary people and practitioners, Taoist Confucianism, Buddhism and demons, this is Zhongzhou Dacheng.

Shops on both sides of the street, all kinds of signs.

There is no shortage of food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Medicine Pill stores and Magical Item stores abound.

Going in and out of several stores, Han Muye and the others can see a lot of Medicine Pills of extraordinary quality.

Finally, after Kong Chaode paid two middle-grade Spirit Stones, the four of them got into a carriage.

The horse that pulls the cart is a foal that can travel 8,000 miles a day.

Only the driver who pulled the cart was familiar with the entire Jinchuan City and could lead them to Fujin Trading.

Then, with a cup of tea, the carriage made a circle on the street and put them down.

The horses are from Fujin Motors.

Stop in front of the 51st store of Fujin Commercial Bank.

The shrewd Kong Chaode watched the carriage go away, and stomped his feet twice.

If you just took a few more steps forward, you don't need to spend these two hundred Spirit Stones in vain.

The injustice of Spirit Stones is the second, and the most important is the loss of his face.

Among the four, he was the native of Zhongzhou.

It is said that the people of Zhongzhou will not slaughter the people of Zhongzhou.

"As soon as I hear your accent, you're from the south, who won't kill you?" The old man sitting by the road basking in the sun grinned.

"This business is really not small." Han Muye said in a low voice when he looked up at the front shop that took up half of the street.

"No, Fujin Trading is one of the three major trading firms in Jinchuan, and there are 72 shops in Guangjinchuan City."

When the old man basking in the sun spoke, there was local pride in his tone.

Han Muye and the others only walked a few steps, and there was a guy in Tsing Yi in the shop to greet him.

This guy accompanied Han Muye throughout the process of shopping for the goods in the store.

"Young master, look, this floor is mostly filled with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and Confucianism, Taoism, and cultural treasures from ordinary people."

"The Magical Item talisman on the second floor has everything from mortal tools to spiritual tools."

Please come with me, son, the third floor is medicine pill and spiritual material, ninth-rank pills to sixth-rank pills are all sold here. "

"Above the third floor is the VIP reception area. If the son needs it, I can arrange it for the son."

The most important thing to be a buddy is eyesight.

This guy in Tsing Yi has good eyesight, and he can see directly that Han Muye is the backbone of the four.

Not to mention, Jinchuan City, where the essence of this county is located, really has all kinds of treasures.

The treasures of the study room are enough. Among those spiritual tools and spiritual medicines, Han Muye saw a lot of them that caught his eye.

The refining method of the spirit tool is good, and more importantly, the amount of spirit material mixed in it is very high.

According to its selling price, bringing it back to the Western Xinjiang means smelting and extracting spiritual materials, and there is a profit.

The quality of those elixir is also very good, and many of them are hard to find in Western Xinjiang. They are all sold in this firm, and the price is not too expensive.

When he came to Zhongzhou to do business, Han Muye not only came to sell medicine pills and swords, but also won them if he needed them.

After handing a piece of Jade Slip to Lin Shen, and letting the wood demon Tantan help him collect the elixir that he liked on the third floor, Han Muye and Kong Chaode walked up to the fourth floor.

Tan Tan has a much stronger knowledge of elixir than Lin Shen, and can help Han Muye choose the best elixir.

Hearing that Han Muye asked her to help, the little wood demon was also very happy, and repeatedly agreed.

The man led Han Muye and Kong Chaode into a quiet room by the window, but after a while, a young man in a navy blue robe was attracted.

"Xia Liao Chen is one of the shopkeepers here." The young man glanced at Han Muye and Kong Chaode, and then turned to Han Muye cupped hands: "Young master can come here, it's really bright."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

Several maids in pink came forward and served melon and fruit refreshments.

Sitting opposite Han Muye, Liao Chen raised his head and said, "I don't know what your son needs? My Fujin firm is in Jinchuan City, and I still have some resources."

There is humility and a bit of pride in this.

Fujin Firm is so big in Jinchuan that almost everything that can be sold in Jinchuan can be found here.

As for what cannot be sold, it depends on who bought it.

Han Muye nodded and handed over the letter written in the East.

It is a pleasant surprise to get this letter from the Oriental Book.

Originally, according to the discussion with Kong Chaode, he would come to Jinchuan City to slowly find a cooperative firm.

Now there are letters from Dongfangshu. If the Fujin firm can cooperate, it will save them a lot of effort.

Liao Chen took the letter, unfolded it and hurriedly stood up and said, "My son was actually introduced by Mr. Dongfang."

He carefully closed the letter and returned it with both hands: "Mr. Dongfang is very knowledgeable and is a good friend with my father. All the younger generations of our Liao family have studied in Mr. Dongfang."

Speaking of this, he shook his head and said regretfully, "It's a pity that my Liao family practiced business and Taoism, and none of the younger generations can really achieve great achievements in Confucianism and Taoism."

Of course Han Muye knew that Dongfangshu's claim that one of his disciples did not teach it was a lie.

Such great Confucians live in seclusion, how could no one come to study.

It's just that he didn't have great achievements, he didn't even look down on it, and he didn't want to admit that he was his disciple.

The Liao family is on a business path, and I am afraid Dongfangshu really doesn't like it.

"My son has traveled all over the world and had a great talk with Mr. Dongfang."

"Mr. Dongfang introduced us to Fujin Firm and said that we can trade with confidence."

Kong Chaode stepped forward and introduced himself and Han Muye in a half-truth.

"Young Master Han, don't worry, since it was introduced by Mr. Dongfang, we are our own people." Liao Chen cupped hands and said, "I am ranked seventeenth in Liao's family. Master Han can call me Liao Seventeen."

This ranking is not based on age, but based on aptitude, talent, and comprehensive ability, and the heirs are ranked.

Most of the Zhongzhou aristocratic families determine their heirs in this way.

Being able to rank seventeen is considered the core of the direct line.

"It turned out to be Young Master Liao Shiqi." Han Muye nodded his cupped hands.

Talk again, get closer.

Han Muye sat aside, and Kong Chaode took out several elixir and swords.

These are all high-quality treasures, don't worry about selling them.

Specific price negotiation, that is Kong Chaode's business.

Han Muye sat aside to drink tea and eat some pastries, and after a while, they had agreed. "Master, in the future, the Medicine Pills and swords of the Han Family Firm can be sold through Fujin Firm, and Fujin Firm will take 10% of the profits."

Kong Chaode reported in a low voice.

This 10% profit is 10% of the total profit. According to the quantity and price of Han Muye's Medicine Pills and swords, 10%, at least thousands of top-grade Spirit Stones a year.

Low-grade Spirit Stones are tens of millions of dollars.

This business is not small.

Han Muye nodded.

Raising his hand, dozens of jade bottles and a hundred swords appeared.

Liao Shiqi checked the sword and Medicine Pill carefully, and his face was full of joy.

He could never have imagined that this casual reception would bring such a big business.

The Medicine Pills that Han Muye has shot are not to be picked, and most of them are precious Medicine Pills such as Ningyu Dan, which is in short supply.

Today's business negotiation, if it can be done for a long time, his status in the family will be improved a lot.

After collecting the swords Medicine Pill, signing the contract, and letting the accountant collect Spirit Stones and deliver it to Kong Chaode as a deposit, Liao Chen smiled and looked at Han Muye.

"Brother Han, it's rare for you to come to Jinchuan. Seventeen should be entertained."

"Jinchuan Third Stage City, there is no return to home on the cloud. Today on the 17th, I will show you the scenery of Jinchuan River."

If you come to Jinchuan once and don't know the scenery of Jinchuan, why not come here in vain?

Han Muye did not refuse and followed Liao Chen downstairs.

Downstairs, Lin Shen and Tan Tan have bought all kinds of spiritual materials and medicines that Han Muye needs, as well as a few semi-spiritual tools.

Liao Chen's eyes swept across Lin Shen, and when he saw the appearance of the sandalwood demon, he smiled even more.

The deacon shopkeeper on the second floor stepped forward and whispered a few words in Liao Chen's ear. Liao Chen waved his hand and smiled and said, "You don't need Spirit Stones for these goods, it's a gift for Brother Han."

Compared with the deal just concluded, what Lin Shen and the others bought was not worth mentioning.

At this time, Liao Chen gave away generously, and he could still win some goodwill.

Sure enough, when I heard that it was a free gift, the little wood demon Tantan had a happy look on his face.

After leaving the business, there was already a very large carriage waiting at the door.

Pulling the cart is a two-foot-tall, double-horned horse.

This spirit horse is already a real Demonic Beasts, with Qi Condensation Cultivation Base, and can understand human nature.

Boarding the carriage, the interior of the carriage is also gorgeous.

However, Han Muye, Lin Shen, and Kong Chaode were not too surprised at all of them.

Jiu Xuan Jianmen in Jiu Xuan Mountain is a major faction in Western Xinjiang, and there are many good things.

Kong Chaode worked as a county clerk and maintained the logistics operation of the 30,000 army, which is considered to be seen in the world.

As for the little wood demon Tantan, he was curious to look around.

Pulling the curtains, you can see that the street is full of traffic and shops are lined up.

"Jinchuan City brings together a bustling county in Shuxi County, and it is indeed lively."

Kong Chaode smiled and said, "This is different from those small towns in the south."

Hearing his words, Liao Chen's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, this Han family firm came from the south.

It is said that the southern side is fighting the Southern Wilderness. It seems that these Medicine Pills and swords are made of war money?

Those who are qualified to make such a fortune are not ordinary people.

Looking at Han Muye and the others, Liao Chen found a lot of things.

Han Muye is unusually young, but he has a calm demeanor and has the demeanor of everyone. This is not something that a small family can cultivate.

Kong Chaode said that he was the shopkeeper of a business, and he spoke and did things in an official manner.

Lin Shen, whose body is like a sword, is obviously a guard.

Is it the big family who made a fortune following the war in the south, or is it directly in the military?

Perhaps, both.

Thinking of this, Liao Chen was even more excited.

Although Jinchuan is rich, it is too biased. If it can climb up to the southern clan, or the powerful and powerful in the military, then Fujin Trading Company will be able to walk out of Shuxi County.

The ancestors of the family have long said that whoever can lead Fujin merchants out of Shuxi will be the next head of the family.

The position of the head of the family, I dare not think about it, but from time to time, don’t you still think about it?

"Brother Han, Jinchuan Fengyue, you don't know where you're going in your dreams, don't miss it." Liao Chen looked at Han Muye, his expression more and more eager.

Fengyue ah...

Han Muye has not seen it before, what is Fengyue.

The carriage moved forward, and there was water vapor rushing towards it, looking out the window, the clouds were lingering, and the aroma was bursting.

After getting off the carriage, on the boundless river, there are weeping willows Yiyi on both sides.

The silk and bamboo are endless, the boats are painted, and the blue waves are sparkling.

There is also that charming singing voice, which seems to make people's muscles and bones soften.

"This song is so good..." Standing on the shore, Tan Tan's eyes were blurred.

"Also, their dresses are so pretty."

On the cruise ship in front, Yingying Yanyan, with her robe fluttering, was like an immortal stepping on water.

"If it is an outsider, I will lead the cruise ship to my Fujin Trading Company." Liao Chen looked at Han Muye and said with a smile, "Brother Han, come here, and I will accompany you to the Yunjin Xianzhou."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the tall ship that was still clearly visible ten miles away.

"This is the property of the West Prince's Mansion in Jinchuan Town. If you are lucky, you might even see Yunjin County Master perform a dance."

"The master of Yunjin County, but the number one beauty in Jinchuan."

Zhongzhou has dynasties, and naturally there are also royal emperors.

It's just that the imperial power in this mortal world is in the hands of the Prime Minister and the Marquis Wu. For thousands of years, the emperors have been rotated countless times. The Prime Minister is still the Prime Minister, and the Marquis Wu is still the Marquis Wu.

There are not many practitioners in the world who know who will be the emperor this year.

Although the royal family has no power, there is still no shortage of wealth and glory.

Not only does the imperial city have royal palaces, but the counties also have royal mansions guarding them.

The palace of Zhenxi Wangfu in Shuxi County has been guarding the west of Shuxi for three thousand years. Qin Yong, the king of Zhenxi, succeeded him fifty years ago.

It's just that King Zhenxi is keen on cultivation and doesn't pay much attention to the prosperity of the world.

On the other hand, Qin Ziyan, the owner of Yunjin County, the pearl in his palm, manages Yunjin Immortal Boats and gathers wealth. No one can compare on this Jinchuan River.

"The master of Yunjin County admires Confucianism and Taoism the most, and also visited Mr. Dongfang on a special trip back then."

"Brother Han, if there are good poems, don't hide them later."

"If you can win the favor of Yunjin County Master, and you will be prosperous in the future, you don't need to work hard for these businesses."

Sitting on the light boat to pick up guests, Liao Chen spoke in a low voice.

Liao Chen really deserves to be born in the business dao with such a bland statement about eating soft rice.

In addition to Han Muye and the others on the boat, there are also two followers brought by Liao Chen.

A gray-haired old man, a middle-aged scribe.

Both of them are old people in Fujin Trading Company. They are not only guards for Liao Chen, but also help him with chores.

The boat swayed gently, but in a short while it came to the hundred-zhang-long Yunjin Immortal Boat.

"It really lives up to the name of the fairy boat. Lingtong wood is the hull and Ziyunjin is the skeleton. This fairy boat is comparable to Magic Treasures."

Looking up at the Baizhang Immortal Boat, Han Muye spoke softly.

Not comparable to Magic Treasures, but this is simply a Magic Treasures-level flying boat!

Such a treasure, used as a cruise ship to entertain guests, this Yunjin County Master is really rich.

"Brother Han is very knowledgeable," Liao Chen turned his head and asked curiously, "I didn't expect you to study this spiritual artifact?"

Most of the practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism are those who study hard and study hard. It is rare for Han Muye to travel and do business at the same time.

Unexpectedly, Han Muye knew all about spiritual things.

Sure enough, the background of this Young Master Han Mu was by no means easy.

Han Muye smiled and said nothing.

Leaving room for reverie is the best response.

On the ten-foot-high deck, the immortal boat is as vast as land, with flowers and plants on it, red and green intertwined, and a halo flashing.

In Han Muye's view, this random flower is enough for the Rogue Cultivators in Western Xinjiang to spend a year.

It's a fairy boat.

Standing on the deck and looking into the distance, the blue waves are rippling, Immortal Qi fills the air, and the Jinchuan River has a panoramic view.

"It's so beautiful..." Tan Tan stood on the bow, looking insane.

Even Lin Shen and Kong Chaode were a little lost.

"Brother Han, what's the view of Jinchuan?" Liao Chen looked at Han Muye with a smile.

"Wuhua Tianbao, the city of icing on the cake." Han Muye nodded.

This is red dust.

In his divine treasure, the golden red dust curse vibrated, and the aura was surging, as if it was about to leak out of the body.

"Good words!" Liao Chen's eyes lit up and he whispered.

"Young Master Seventeen, Young Master Seventeen is actually here." The fragrance was blowing, and a group of women in pink dresses greeted him.

Liao Chen turned his head with a smile and said loudly, "Can Princess Yunjin perform a dance today?"

Hearing his words, the pink-robed woman who came up laughed lightly, and put her hand on Liao Chen's arm: "Seventeen son, whether the county master will perform a dance depends on whether there are any good poems on board that can impress her today. ."

Liao Chen nodded and looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face: "Brother Han, it's up to you if you can see Jinchuan's number one beauty, who only dances in the colorful feather clothes in the sky."

Before Han Muye spoke, a cold snort came from not far away: "It's ridiculous, how can anyone see my sister dance?"