Zizhi Mountain is said to have purple Ganoderma lucidum growing on the mountain in ancient times, so it is called Zizhi; because there are many caves on the mountain, it is also called Baikong.

Like Taimu Mountain, this mountain is one of the famous mountains in Mingfu Province. Although its foundation is far inferior to Taimu Mountain, it has not been included in the list of the Chongling District of the Sixth Secret of the Jiantian Mountain. However, there are 44 rocks such as Baxian Rock and Sanyouyan on the mountain; 15 caves such as Jiuqu Lianzhu Cave and Wuqu Cave. The cave rocks sense each other, forming a certain natural formation, making this place rich inspiration and becoming the largest gathering place for casual cultivators in Mingfu Province.

This is not only an important place for the official to control the stability of the casual cultivator groups, but also a large private trading place that the official acquiesces. It is a product of the compromise between the practice world and the official real forces.

Yuan Qingwei, who got off the high-speed train, took a taxi directly to Zizhi Mountain, and started chatting with the driver on the way.

"What are you doing when you go to Zizhi Mountain? I told you that the place is beautiful, but it is very evil! Someone is injured almost every year."

"You are also interesting, the driver. The cost of our trip to Zizhishan is more than 100, and you are a small profit. Is there anything I want to introduce if I advise me not to go?"

"Where is there anything you want to introduce?" The driver, who looked over fifty, smiled bitterly when he heard this: "It just depends on your age as my son, so I don't want you to be addicted to those invisible and intangible things."

"I can't see or touch it?" As a monk, Yuan Qingwei was actually very sensitive to other people's senses. He looked at the driver and said curiously: "What are you talking about seeking immortals?"

"That's right!" When passing by a cemetery, he encountered a red light. The driver who stopped the car sighed and recalled: "What's good about that thing? Why do so many people like it? Isn't it good to live a stable life? What's the matter with those..."

After the driver opened the conversation, he couldn't control his depression that had accumulated in his heart. Most of the problems that middle-aged people need to face.

The older generation often gets sick, and the next generation is disobedient. The couple always quarrels over trivial matters. Prices keep rising, but their wages are not very good. They have to pay the mortgage every month...

The driver's words were full of seduction. There was a green light in front of them, but neither the driver nor the owners around him responded. Yuan Qing couldn't help but frowned and noticed that the atmosphere around him was a little wrong. Sancai's observation mirror appeared in his palm and looked around. He saw layers of gray mist appearing outside the car.

I knew it in my heart and looked at the driver with a treasure mirror in my hand. I saw gray-black fog rolling on him, echoing the gray fog outside the car.

The driver's soul changed under the cover of these fog, and even gradually affected his body.

Looking at the small bumps appearing on his skin, Yuan Qing smiled and said, "It seems that your luck is not too bad!"

"Purify the body! Purify the mouth! Purify the mind! Purify the heaven and earth!"

In an instant, the air in the car twisted, and waves swept through the surroundings. The gray fog gathered around dispersed. The driver was stunned for a moment, then looked at the red light in front of him with a little embarrassed look, touched his head and smiled bitterly.

"Sorry, I've been pausing for so long, so I've been listening to the nagging for so long. I'll calculate ten dollars less for you later."

"It's okay!"

Yuan Qing responded with a smile, then looked at the cemetery not far away. He shook the Sancai Guanyun Mirror in his hand and saw a strong resentment gathering in it. At the same time, several inspirational lights flashed across the mirror.

‘Has anyone handled it?’

Yuan Qingwei took back the treasure mirror and ignored the changes in the cemetery. When he arrived at Zizhi Mountain, Yuan Qingwei lost in the crowd after paying the full amount, and happened to be staggered with a member of the Sixth Division of the Supervision and Tian who wanted to come forward to ask.

Walking into Zizhi Mountain, the business model here is completely different from Taimu Mountain.

Although Zizhishan has a large number of casual cultivators from Mingfu Province come here to conduct private transactions every year, there is a derivative void of half a step compared to Taimushan, Zizhishan's business model seems a bit unique.

There are more than a dozen Taoist temples and Taoist palaces on Zizhi Mountain. The transaction is based on these Taoist temples and Taoist palaces and gathers into small markets.

At the same time, these dozens of Taoist temples and Taoist palaces hold auctions two or three times a year on the surface and secret.

Walking into a Taoist temple, Yuan Qingwei looked at the manager and walked into the backyard, walked through a barrier, and came to a small market.

The monks around him looked at Yuan Qingwei in a vague way, and then continued to trade with their own eyes.

Yuan Qingwei looked at the things here. The quality was more uneven than that of Taimu Mountain, but the price was cheaper. At the same time, there were also many information that was not allowed to trade on the surface, which was placed here openly.

"Ding and other polluted areas?" Looking at one of the messages, Yuan Qing's expression changed slightly.

The polluted area is actually a heavy spirit area. However, the polluted area contains not the inspiration and Taoist rhyme, but the aura of the spiritual world. Most of the living creatures are similar to strange stories and strange existences.

Strictly speaking, the domain derived from the strange story can also be regarded as a movable small polluting area.

At the same time, the polluted areas have a strong erosion ability to live in the creatures, and even the lowest-level polluted areas such as Ding are not something that ordinary people can contact.

When ordinary people enter it, they will be eroded and assimilated in a few days and become weird. The apprentice monks cannot last long, and at most it will only take one or two weeks.

So far, the most famous polluted areas in Dahua are the polluted areas in a section of the Great Wall, the ruins of the ancient Battle of Changping, the ruins of the Battle of Suiyang, the sealed mass grave in Yangzhou, and a certain place in Shushan...

These polluted areas have been strictly blocked by the government, and no one is allowed to leak or investigate.

Most of the polluted areas circulating outside are small and medium-sized polluted areas such as Ding.

The reason why people trade polluted areas is because there are a large amount of practice materials in the polluted areas.

The spiritual world aura itself is the foundation of all the practice systems of the main world, so the spiritual world aura can derive the materials needed by the practice systems of the main world.

There are many spiritual auras gathered in the polluted area. When the monk enters it, strong enough thoughts will even resonate with these spiritual auras and lead to corresponding weirdness.

After killing the weird ones, you can get the corresponding practice materials. It is really one of the best places for casual cultivators to collect materials and one of the most dangerous places.
Chapter completed!