The entrance of the temple.

The long and straight stone steps were right in front of you, looking a bit thrilling, as if once you make a mistake, you will roll down along the stone steps.

Some people kept bent up the mountain.

Chen Shu and others went down the mountain.

Taozi had already walked ahead and noticed that they had not followed, so she looked back at them.

Chen Shu was holding up his cell phone to take a photo.

"Click!"

It seemed as if the ancient stone steps were beyond your head, passing through the mottled sunshine from the treetops, blooming the mountain of peach blossoms, wearing the moon-white monk's robe, one step at a time and one step to patiently sweep down the needle leaves, and the white cat looking back down the mountain.

Chen Shu put away his cell phone with satisfaction.

Then he also looked back.

Looking up from the mountain gate, the continuous classical palaces cover the entire mountain, and the golden top of the white tower on the top reflects sunlight.

The picture in the morning was covered by fog.

Buddhist practitioners are good at glimpsing the future, and Xinzheng Temple is also the Buddhist ancestral temple. Maybe they have seen something related to them. But if you think about it carefully, it will not be a surprise to them.

Surprise is useless.

It’s better to be calm.

"ah"

Chen Shu stretched his waist long, and when his arms were wide open, Qingqing happened to walk past him. He waved his hand and hit Qingqing with no lethality on the back.

Qingqing stopped and looked at him expressionlessly, as if he thought he was a fool.

Chen Shu took a smile and walked ahead.

When he took a step away, Qingqing also looked back. At that moment, her eyes were as cold as a god. In less than half a second, she withdrew her gaze and continued to walk down the mountain step by step.

My sister has already walked far with Chen Shu.

Only Taozi squatted beside her and waited for her.

When you look down, you are thousands of years old stone steps, and you are constantly pilgrims. When you look up, you are the vast Yujing Plain. There are only a few feather-like clouds in the blue sky.

...

The white tower is also backed by the blue sky.

The Bodhisattva of the Response to the Tribulation stood on the last floor, with a large monk robes on his body, and he looked down calmly, as if he was enjoying the scenery.

Judging from the appearance, this Bodhisattva is probably not what most people imagine. He is tall and majestic, at least two meters tall, but he is not as strong as clearly muscles, and his lines are not so clear. To describe it in modern terms, he has good body fat.

In this way, it seems that the demeanor of a Taoist monk disappeared suddenly.

But he does not look like a tall human body shape that the public thinks is.

Even his facial features are very ordinary, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a little ugly. If he was born in an ordinary person, he would inevitably have a bit of evil appearance. But this Bodhisattva's expression has a sense of peace, which diluted the evil spirit and looked a little harmonious.

The Bodhisattva's eyes reflected the Yujing Plain, the long downhill road, and the slowly walking figures on the stone steps.

He is so young.

...

There is an ancient town under Xinzheng Temple.

In ancient times, this was the only interface between the mountain and the mountain, and it was the place where the core Buddhist practitioners and the mortals, warriors, and ordinary casual cultivators traded.

Buddhism has been one of the strongest and largest practice systems since ancient times, and Xinzheng Temple is like its headquarters, bringing together core practitioners of the entire Buddhism. The disciples on the mountain sometimes need to come here to purchase daily necessities or medicinal materials needed by monks. If a practitioner finds the treasures of heaven and earth and wants to take action, it is also a good choice to sell these famous sects with good reputations in that era. Sometimes Buddhist disciples will also sell some homemade objects to exchange for some wealth. For some casual cultivators who lack background or even some small sects of cultivators, each of these items is very precious.

Therefore, under the long-lasting protection of Xinzheng Temple, the Wangxi Ancient Town at the foot of the mountain became a well-known trading market for practitioners outside Yujing City.

In addition, it does not charge taxes, has a stable source of goods and buyers, and there are not many rules and regulations. This has been passed down from generation to generation, and its popularity among casual cultivators is even greater than that of the state-owned trading market in Yujing City.

After all, several dynasties have changed over the past few thousand years, but Buddhism is still a Buddhist. I really can't say which one is more stable.

Of course these are only in ancient times.

In modern times, no matter what Xinzheng Temple or Yu'anguan you are at the feet of Yu'anguan, as long as you open a store and do business, even if you only set up a stall, you must obey government management, accept market supervision, and abide by national laws.

What shouldn't be sold cannot be sold.

How much money you earn and how much tax you pay.

However, with more modern tourists, Wangxi Ancient Town has made more money from tourists, which is much more prosperous than in ancient times.

Especially the street of antique cultural relics and cultural relics.

You can find all kinds of things on this street, from ancient cultural relics and magic tools, elixirs dug out from some unknown place, to limited edition albums by an artist decades ago, to messy treasures of nature, how much is fake, whether it is a loss or a profit depends on your personal ability.

Chen Shu has never played these things before, never.

Professor Chen doesn't play with these things either.

Historians and treasure appraisal experts are actually different things, and there are not many similarities.

When something is dug out from the tomb, Chen Shu naturally knows that it is true. According to its style, he can also roughly guess the dynasty to which it belongs. If it is a more famous object, he may also tell its origin story, but if you put it in front of him, he will not be able to tell which one is true or which one is fake. If it is an object from the previous dynasty imitated by the previous dynasty, he will not be able to tell it either.

I guess Professor Chen may not be able to score.

One focuses on text records, the other focuses on craft details.

Different.

Moreover, modern counterfeiting techniques are really not a fan of it. Don’t look at the so-called treasure appraisal experts who are very good at it. In fact, it’s the same as stock trading experts. You will know when they want to buy it themselves, and they can’t be sure.

However, Chen Shu decided to join in the fun today.

First, we have a long experience, and it is idle.

Second, I have a secret sect practitioner around me. Can this thing go straight to the wasteland outside the city and pick up a storage bracelet and come back. Isn’t it better than a treasure appraisal expert?

Chen Shu walked into this street happily.

Let’s go back and forth first to see what’s sold and the strange rules.

Good guy!

There are quite a few strange things!

Zhuguo, which has been extinct for two thousand years, was just unearthed last year and has appeared on the stall this year!

The stall owner said that the inner alchemy of the high-level demon clan was born too long and had no spiritual power, but it was still no problem to use it as medicine... There is no doubt that any slightest possible thing may be true, and the stall owner is now locked in prison.

I don’t know the scales of some strange beast, but they must be dragon scales.

Seeing that Chen Shu was young, the stall owner tried his best to sell him, hoping that he would spend 20,000 yuan to buy it. Maybe he would get a great opportunity at any time, such as accidentally getting the recognition of a dragon soul, opening up the treasure left by the Holy Ancestor, etc.

Chen Shu was speechless.

There are no dragons in this world, so he knows how this thing came about. Moreover, after Daxia, the shape of dragons has changed in every dynasty. When it comes to Dayi, Chen Shu, the dragon embroidered by the emperor, almost couldn't recognize it.

There are also various antiques. I don’t know if they were from last week. Anyway, everything in the boss’s words is amazing. Either the emperor and the empress have used it or the famous historical figures have used it. There are also guest appearances from major ninth-level cultivators, and the one with the most roles is the fellow villagers.

Chen Shu saw the cups, urinals, jewelry worn by his fellow villagers, swords, swords, and swords used by his fellow villagers.

There are also contraceptive beads used by fellow villagers.

It made Chen Shu feel strange.

There are also serious things, and there are still many.

The problem is that those serious things are very expensive, and they are almost clearly marked. You can buy them in serious places, which is cheaper than this.

There are also some ancient magic tools.

I don’t know whether these things were from ancient times, but magic weapons are indeed magic weapons, and spiritual power and talisman arrays cannot deceive people.

However, powerful magic weapons are also controlled products and cannot be sold casually. Here are only some functional garbage magic weapons with low performance and poor quality, as well as some items with spiritual power fluctuations but mysterious and mysterious things. The stall owners are very proud of them.

"well……"

Chen Shu felt disappointed and sighed.

Then he turned his head to look at Qingqing and asked, "How is it? I rely on you all for getting rich."

"No."

"Not a single one?" Chen Shu was a little puzzled, "You can't pick up any of them in such a big street?"

"It's unrealistic to pick up a bargain."

"I still want to save your bride price."

"I don't want a bride."

"Is there a dowry?"

"What do you think?"

“emmm…”

"You can buy those things that are clearly marked."
To be continued...