The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 274: Treasure Pavilion Opening

A big red sun hung in the sky, dispelling the chill of autumn. Endless fallen leaves swirled in the cold wind, floating in the air.

Hundred-meter-tall trees are hung with red silk and red lanterns. Looking around, the festive colors cover the entire Suzaku Street, stretching for dozens of miles.

"boom!"

The earth-shaking roar spread out, and on the blue sky, brilliant fireworks bloomed, like hundreds of flowers in a garden competing for beauty, fascinating.

"Dong Dong Dong!!"

In the square covering thousands of acres, the dragon and lion dance teams were lively and performing various tricks, and the applause was endless and continuous.

The people of the martial arts world and dignitaries from all over Kyushu, surrounded by many disciples and servants, drove BMW cars with flags of various colors fluttering in the wind.

"Didn't they say that the Treasure Pavilion will open today? Where is the Treasure Pavilion?"

The lazy Sikong Zhaixing's obsidian eyes rolled around as he looked around and muttered.

The Treasure Pavilion gathers all the treasures of the Nine Provinces. Sikong Zhaixing, who is dubbed the "King of Thieves" by the world, feels itchy in his heart as if he were scratched by a cat, and a strong desire surges in his heart.

"Yes, where is the Treasure Pavilion? Did we go to the wrong place?"

Lu Xiaofeng, who followed closely, stroked his moustache, smiled and said jokingly.

With the seizure of the heritage of an empire and the mystery of Qingdi City, everyone is very interested in the Treasure Pavilion. They want to know how many treasures are inside and whether it is worthy of being named as a treasure!
"Yes, this is it."

Opening the invitation letter in his hand, Hua Manlou, who looked like a handsome gentleman, frowned and said with some confusion.

"Boom!"

A loud sound of breaking through the air was heard, and everyone looked up, only to see a colorful light falling from the sky, like a fleeting meteor.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a pagoda a hundred feet high appeared in front of people, quite abrupt. The clear and pleasant sound of copper bells rang out, cleansing the slightly irritable hearts.

Under the bright sunshine, the glazed tower decorated with seven treasures sparkles, just like a dazzling pearl blooming its brilliance between heaven and earth.

"Is this the magic weapon from myths and legends? It can be big or small, just like the Ruyi Jingu Bang. It seems that the Green Emperor is indeed a banished immortal!"

"There are all kinds of magical treasures. It seems that today's trip to the Treasure Pavilion is worth looking forward to. I wonder if Lord Qingdi will sell his magical treasures?"

"Like the War God Palace, Qingdi City always surprises people with unexpected things."

The bustling square was silent at this moment. Many people stared at the scene in front of them in amazement. After a long while, a louder noise than before arose.

Looks of fear, greed, and expectant glances were intertwined. Everyone's hearts were complicated and mixed with various emotions, like a dye vat that had been opened.

"To the east is a ball of purple air, and the pavilion is a praise of the prosperous age; to the south is a hexagonal square city, and the gate examines Qiande and asks about Shouchang!"

He took two or three steps forward, looked at the gilded words on the beams at the door, and Ximen Chuixue, who was wearing white clothes and holding a black-sheathed long sword, exclaimed, "What a fitting couplet!"

"The handwriting is also good, the strokes are like dragons and snakes, and it contains overwhelming domineering power, looking down on the world."

Prince Fusu on the side took over the conversation.

After the battle of Shengjing City, Fusu, who served as a "military observer", suddenly had a hundred thousand questions in his mind. His brain was a mess and the education he had received for more than 20 years was greatly impacted.

He was eager to know why the Qingdi City, which "does not practice benevolence but takes the path of tyranny", was becoming more and more powerful. Thinking of what he had seen and heard during these days, Master Fusu turned around, cupped his hands, and asked, "Master Hua, is it really impossible to govern the world with Confucianism?"

"The Han dynasty has its own system, which was originally a mixture of hegemony and kingly ways. Why should we use only moral teachings and Zhou politics?"

With his hands clasped together, Hua Manlou bowed and responded to Prince Fusu with the words that Emperor Xuan of Han had used to admonish the crown prince.

Hegemony is on the left, benevolence is on the right, and only by combining both can the righteousness of the world be achieved. The current Qingdi City, under the leadership of Shen Yuanliang, is "sage inside and king outside", and the result is the best proof of this.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, in the noisy square, the sound of a door opening lingered in everyone's ears, and then a nine-meter-high door slowly opened, revealing a corner of the colorful glazed tower.

"The entire colorful glazed tower has nine floors, and the first three floors are currently open. Please come in, distinguished guests!"

Li Wan'er, dressed in gorgeous attire and looking elegant, was surrounded by the Imperial Guards. She smiled sweetly and then cut the red silk. The Treasure Pavilion was officially opened.

After climbing forty-nine steps and walking a few dozen more steps, the view suddenly opens up. The colorful glass chandeliers emit soft light like stars in the night sky, illuminating every detail of the first-floor hall.

"Glass lamp, so luxurious!"

Rubbing his hands which were somewhat out of control, Sikong Zhaixing stared at the chandelier above his head with a pair of cunning eyes, and he was ready to make something happen.

The entire first floor is a rest area, or it can be said to be a trading market for independent cultivators. Anyone can set up a stall here after paying a certain stall fee, but violence is strictly prohibited.

One can imagine how prosperous this place will be in the future, with countless people flocking here hoping to get a bargain!
"Da da!"

The crowds of people stepped onto the spiral staircase and went straight up to the second floor, where a space with no end in sight appeared before the eyes of the many distinguished guests.

Pills, magic weapons, information trading, acquired spiritual plants, etc. are all available and divided into different areas. Huge green arrows guide people in the direction to go.

"Is this a Qi and Blood Pill that strengthens Qi and blood? It strengthens tendons and bones, and is the best pill for tempering the body. One pill can save ten years of hard work."

In the crowd, Meng Yi, who always had a stern and serious face, looked at the Qi and Blood Pill on the counter, which looked like red agate, and a hint of heat appeared in his eyes.

The martial arts in the army tend to strengthen the soldiers' muscles and bones. Only with strong muscles and bones can they carry heavy loads for hundreds of miles and have plenty of physical strength to fire dozens of arrows in a row, like the famous Wei Wuzu.

If there were enough Qi and Blood Pills, the size of the Golden Fire Cavalry would not be limited to 100,000 people. The loss of one person would mean one less, and it would be difficult to replenish them.

"Three thousand taels for one pill, what a dishonest businessman!"

Comparing the prices of the elixirs that the Shadow Secret Guard had inquired about, Ying Yinman muttered and said angrily.

Elixirs can almost be said to be Qingdi City's unique craft. There are very few masters in the world who can make elixirs with the essence of plants, and most of them are Taoists.

In Qingdi City, only public departments, especially the Tianjian Division, Zhenwu Division, and Yulin Guards, have a relatively large supply of elixirs. But even then, only one precious elixir is available every three months, unless one has made great achievements.

On the black market, a Qi and Blood Pill was once sold for two thousand five hundred taels. The price at the Treasure Pavilion is even more expensive than on the black market. How cruel!

"One thousand Qi and Blood Pills."

An abrupt voice was heard, and Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect took out a stack of silver bills from his arms, put them on the counter with a "pa" and said in a decisive tone.

For a moment, everyone looked at him with envy, jealousy and hatred, wishing they could replace him. When would they be able to do the same?

(End of this chapter)