If you are an immortal, you will live forever after you die.

"The cave that Yang Wanli goes to every day should be the cave of Wu Xuan, the third disciple of Tianshui City Lord..."

"This guy actually wants to control his own movements. What is his purpose?"

Chen Changsheng showed a playful smile...

Chen Changsheng really didn't pay much attention to a mere golden elixir cultivator...

If his first senior brother and second senior brother were almost the same...

It has to be said that the Lord of Tianshui City is not only very powerful, but also has a very high level of training his disciples. The first and second disciples are both Yuanying monks, assisting the Lord of Tianshui City, and jointly manage Tianshui City.

Of course, what Chen Changsheng doesn't know is that Wu Xuan is the third disciple, but he is not actually the third disciple...

No matter how powerful Tianshui City Lord is, he cannot teach all his disciples to become Nascent Souls.

In fact, over the years, Tianshui City Lord has recruited more than double digits of disciples, but only single digits are alive, and several are dead...

None of the Tianshui City Lord's disciples died in accidents. According to his true ranking, Wu Xuan should be the Tianshui City Lord's eighth disciple.

However, the senior brothers and sisters in front of them all cultivated to the peak of the golden elixir early, and then reached the Nascent Soul. The two who succeeded became the real first and second disciples of Tianshui City Lord, and the other five were all dead and destroyed...

In other words, seven people attacked Nascent Soul, two succeeded, five failed, and died, but even so, they could not resist the enthusiasm of the immortal cultivators to become disciples of the Lord of Tianshui City.

The Lord of Tianshui City gave his disciples the best conditions for chain repair, and the only requirement for them was to reach Nascent Soul before they were two hundred years old.

And the strange thing is that normally, if you attack the Nascent Soul before the age of two hundred, even if you fail, you can still survive, then take a rest, and you can continue to try in the future...

But none of Tianshui City Lord’s failed disciples is alive!

Wu Xuan is 193 years old this year, and there are only a few years away from the 200-year-old limit set by Master!

But he was not very sure about the impact on Nascent Soul now.

Therefore, he is very anxious and wants to find his own opportunity to have a baby through this big auction, and his opportunity lies with these golden elixir monks...

After sending Ma Liang away, Chen Changsheng went out alone in the next few days to trade at those chambers of commerce. Every time he made a transaction, he would change his face to prevent others from recognizing him. Without Ma Liang as his eyes and ears, Yang Wanli only knew Chen Changsheng every day. He leaves early and returns late, but what exactly he does is unknown...

In just a few days, Chen Changsheng had already used many things that he had no use for, such as some low-level materials obtained from killing people. Of course, the largest amount was actually monster materials...

There is no way, there are too many monsters in the Ten Thousand Monster Forest, and rhubarb and fire phoenix love to eat so much. There are too many kinds of skins, bones, teeth, feathers, etc. in stock.

It has to be said that Tianshui City is worthy of being a place that started out as a business. The large number of goods and the complete range of things here really opened Chen Changsheng's eyes. In addition to selling things, he also bought many things, such as some Prescriptions for elixirs, handbooks for refining weapons, etc...

Of course, these inheritances are basically things below level three, and those that are truly usable at the Golden Core realm are rare.

It can be seen that in the world of cultivating immortals, things above the third level are extremely rare. Many things needed by Jindan monks are not in stock in the shops and can only be obtained at auctions or trade fairs between monks of the same level. See.

"Is Senior Chen here?"

"See you, junior Yang Wanli!"

On this day, not long after Chen Changsheng returned to Huajian Mansion, he saw a paper crane flying in. He opened it and Yang Wanli's voice came from inside...

"Yang Wanli?"

"Can't you finally bear it?"

A smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's lips, and with a wave of his hand, the cave's restrictions were directly opened.

"Greetings to Senior Chen!" Yang Wanli said respectfully.

"Oh? What do you want from me?" Chen Changsheng asked casually.

"My master, please let me send an invitation to senior!"

Yang Wanli said, took out an invitation and respectfully handed it to Chen Changsheng's hand.

"My Majesty Wu Xuan, I have three disciples sitting down for the Lord of Tianshui City. I specially invite Fellow Daoist Chen and you to come to Tianshui Pavilion tomorrow evening!"

"Your master comes to see me, what do you want?" Chen Changsheng threw the invitation aside and asked.

"The Lord said that it is difficult to gather many golden elixir seniors on weekdays, so I want to take advantage of this big auction to gather some golden elixir seniors to discuss Taoism and hold a small trade fair..." Yang Wanli said respectfully .

"I have no interest in trade fairs, unless there is something to assist in the birth of a baby..."

"The discussion is pretty good... OK, I will keep the appointment!" Chen Changsheng said thoughtfully.

Who doesn’t lack the aids for conceiving a baby?

Except that those Nascent Soul old monsters are useless and may take them out. After the Golden Pill monks get their hands on it, it is impossible to take it out again!

"That's it, junior, please retire!" Yang Wanli respectfully stepped back and left...

"Trade fair?"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Chen Changsheng's mouth...

After entering the world of immortal cultivation, Chen Changsheng also suffered a lot of losses.

He knows very well that in the world of immortality, interests come first, and no one will do boring things. If you have that time, you might as well meditate more...

Wu Xuan, as the third disciple of the Lord of Tianshui City, not to mention his own resources, relying on Tianshui City, a prosperous commercial city, what kind of materials could he not find?

Is it worth going to all the trouble to hold a trade fair?

The next day, Chen Changsheng still went out, but returned on time in the evening...

"Senior Chen, you are finally back. I thought you were going to miss the time!" Yang Wanli hurriedly came up to greet you.

"How could it be? How could I be so ignorant of the kind invitation from fellow Taoist Wu Xuan?" Chen Changsheng smiled and shook his head.

"Senior Chen, please come in. Most of the other seniors have already arrived!" Yang Wanli said.

"Yeah!" Chen Changsheng nodded and stepped in.

"Senior, wait a moment!"

Yang Wanli said and took out several masks...

"This is it?" Chen Changsheng asked doubtfully.

"Senior, if you want to conceal your identity, you can wear a mask. This mask is made from the skin of a special third-level monster beast and cannot be penetrated by the consciousness of the golden elixir realm!" Yang Wanli said.

"Haha, there are quite a few tricks!"

Chen Changsheng casually took a dog-head mask and put it on his face...

Well, this dog head mask is made, a bit like rhubarb...

At this time, dozens of people have gathered in Tianshui Pavilion. Except for a few people who are extremely confident in themselves, almost everyone is wearing a mask, and everyone's mask is different, but almost all of them are wearing masks. It is made from various monsters in the world of immortality as samples.

"This Wu Xuan has quite a conspiracy. Including himself, there are already more than sixty Jindan monks gathered here, almost every person has a mask..."

"Hmm... Actually, almost all of them are above the middle stage of the Golden Core. There are more than ten people in the late stage. There are only a few in the early stage of the Golden Core... The quality of this trade fair is not low. Wu Xuan is willing to spend a lot of money!"

The skin of a third-level monster beast itself is valuable, and with such exquisite production, a mask can be sold for 10,000 spirit stones, and there are people rushing to get it!

In other words, before Wu Xuan's trade fair even started, he had already spilled hundreds of thousands of spirit stones!

Seeing Chen Changsheng entering, everyone looked at him. Some looked at him with kindness, while others looked at him coldly. No matter who it was, Chen Changsheng responded unceremoniously. He looked domineering and arrogant, and no one dared to look down upon him anymore...

"This person is so domineering. He must be someone who has been in a high position all year round. Could it be that... he is the leader of a small country?"

Everyone couldn't help but guess Chen Changsheng's identity.

And how did they know that although Chen Changsheng was a Jindan cultivator, he had often competed with Nascent Soul cultivators in the past few years and had already positioned himself at a higher level.

These Jindan monks still want to put pressure on him through their eyes, how is that possible...

Just like when a Golden Core cultivator faces a group of Foundation-building cultivators, he is absolutely domineering and shows no cowardice...