The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

Fu Zizheng didn't waste much effort, the pentagram formation in his hand soon took shape, he swung one hand, and the formation sank into the black hole, and Fu Zizheng's expression relaxed a little.

"Master Zhanming." He turned around and looked at Zhanming: "It's ready." He said softly: "The entrance of this hole was forcibly opened by the evil spirit, which made it look like this, and now it has absorbed me. blood, and with our family-inherited formation, there should be no problem."

Fu Zizheng said there was no problem, but Zhan Ming looked at him with unrelenting gaze. He had never made up his mind before, but at this moment he suddenly discovered that no matter how private the matter was, Fu Zizheng never shy away from him.

The array of family traditions.

The Xihuang Fu family, even though it is not as good as it was before, is still an old family that has been passed down for many years. The formations worn by their family are definitely flocking to outsiders, even rarer than the highest spiritual cultivation formations. The reason why skill repair is too rare.

But at this time, Fu Zizheng didn't seem to care at all, and used the spell in front of him openly. It is possible to say that he is a fledgling kid, but the point is that he is not, he is even stronger than any old fritters. Learn more about the rules of the world.

"Really?" Zhan Ming smiled slightly at him: "That's really great."

Apart from this sentence, he didn't know what to say.

Fu Zizheng didn't notice what was wrong with Zhan Ming, he just felt a little excited that he could finally achieve something in front of him.

"Then let's go quickly." Fu Zizheng said eagerly: "After going out of this secret road, there is a monk's market five hundred miles away. We can replenish there before we go on the road."

Zhan Ming nodded calmly.But he became more and more puzzled in his heart, why he could talk to him so unreservedly even after experiencing his own doubts about him before, and the tone was as intimate as before.

Zhan Ming didn't have time to think, Fu Zizheng was the first to step into the secret path and walked forward.

Zhan Ming paused for a moment, and followed. Now the secret passage has become very clear. Through the sunlight outside the secret passage, he can even see the small stones in the secret passage.

This is harmless to him, this is Zhan Ming's judgment, and it is the judgment of Ruo Qing who has been cultivating and was just awakened by Zhan Ming.

The matter of Hongmeng Academy almost exhausted him, and he was barely able to come out after so long of cultivation.

"Where are we going?" Ruoqing didn't know about this.

Zhan Ming pursed his lips: "Leave Bowang City." He replied in his mind.

"Bowang City?" The voice belonging to Ruoqing murmured in his head, "He came to this place..." There was a hint of meaning in his tone.

"Do you know this place?" Zhan Ming asked suspiciously.

"I know, but I know." Ruoqing hesitated, "But it happened many years ago, it doesn't mean much, let's leave as soon as possible, this place is not a good place..." Ruoqing muttered, but Zhanming endured it. I couldn't help moving my ears.

Could it be... Could there be something hidden?

Zhan Ming was puzzled, but he couldn't say much, he could only step up his pace and head towards the outside of Bowang City.

With the foot strength of the two of them, after a quarter of an hour, they faintly saw a bright light appearing. Zhan Ming's heart moved, and he hurriedly stepped up to catch up. Although the tunnel was brighter than before, it was not much better.

When both he and Fu Zizheng saw the light again, both of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master Zhanming." Fu Zizheng looked around and pointed to the east: "The market is in that direction, let's go there quickly."

Zhan Ming looked at the green environment around him and nodded.This is like a primeval forest, I really don't know how this secret passage was dug out.

They walked out from the mountainside, and then each sacrificed their flying magic weapons and headed east.

Zhan Ming felt that it hadn't been long before he flew, and Fu Zizheng in front of him pressed the cloud head, Zhan Ming also hurriedly stopped the flying magic weapon, and landed with him.

Fu Zizheng walked forward a few more steps, looked at the gray-black stone wall in front of him, and said in a low voice, "The market is here."

Zhan Ming's heart moved, and he looked at this stone wall. He has always known that these markets for immortal cultivators have hidden methods, but he has never seen them before. When he saw them today, they were really wonderful. If Fu Zizheng hadn't reminded them , he really didn't notice at all.

Fu Zizheng picked up a branch from the ground, and while drawing something on the wall, he explained to Zhan Ming: "Nowadays, Zhonglu is no longer allowed to open the market, and many markets have been merged into the fairy city and included in the section Therefore, these bazaars are becoming more and more hidden, and only invited monks and their relatives are allowed to enter each time."

Accompanied by Fu Zizheng's words, the wall suddenly cracked a big hole, and the bustling and lively scene rushed towards him.

"Amitabha." Zhan Ming couldn't help pronouncing the Buddha's name. He almost formed a conditioned reflex, and would shout out whenever he got excited.

"Master Zhanming, you are really welcome to the monk's world." Fu Zizheng blinked slightly narrowly, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhan Ming nodded but did not move yet.Suddenly, with a tight fingertip, someone pulled him through the light film in the door.

Then, a louder voice flooded into his eardrums.