Ordinary people can also be extraordinary

After a while, the water binding technique gradually lost its effect, Sima Feng resumed his movements, stretched his arms and legs, and walked towards Zhang Chen.

"Come on, do it again"

Sima Feng stood in front of Zhang Chen and got ready.

"No, no, Brother Sima, now that you are prepared, my attack will be useless. Besides, I have used up all my spiritual energy. I will definitely lose if you compete with me again." Zhang Chen waved his hands repeatedly, looking at Sima Feng with a cunning face.

Sima Feng sighed helplessly, looking a little disappointed.

"Brother Sima, I am just taking advantage of you. I know you haven't used your full strength yet. If you want to compete, you can go and get the sect's mission."

"Sect's mission? What are the missions?" Sima Feng asked curiously.

"There are a lot. Why don't we go over there and take a look now? Today is the day to collect monthly salary. You haven't collected it yet, right?" Zhang Chen immediately suggested to him.

"Okay, let's go and take a look. I haven't been out for many days." Sima Feng walked to the side, took down the hanging clothes and put them on.

They first went to the Good Deeds Pavilion, where Sima Feng received his monthly salary in spirit stones, and then went to the Affairs Pavilion.

Coming to the wall where the tasks were posted, Zhang Chen pointed to the place where many people were looking.

"Brother Sima, that's where the missions are posted. Let's go over there and take a look."

They came to the wall and looked up. Zhang Chen looked for a long time, and except for some tasks within the peak, he felt that he could not take on other tasks.

"Senior Brother Sima, have you seen any task suitable for you?" Zhang Chen asked Sima Feng who was standing aside.

"I don't know what mission to take. I think the one who guards the Spirit Beast Garden is pretty good." Sima Feng pointed to the mission at the front, which was issued by the peak itself.

"Brother Sima, do you want to find those spirit beasts to train yourself?" Zhang Chen leaned close to Sima Feng's ear and said with an expression that said, "I understand you."

"Yes, fighting with spirit beasts can better train my strength."

Sima Feng recalled the previous battle with the white apes. He was very excited, much more energetic than training alone.

At this moment, the conversation between the two people next to him aroused Zhang Chen's interest. One of them said:

"Let's go to the market. It's always very busy on this day of every month. Let's see if we can buy anything affordable."

"The buyer is not as good as the seller. Do you think you can get a good deal?"

"It's nice to go and see what's going on."

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"Market? There is a market here?" Zhang Chen said secretly in his heart.

"Two senior brothers, may I ask where is the market you just mentioned?" Zhang Chen hurried over, blocked their way, and asked respectfully.

"You don't know where the market is? Are you new here?" The person who was stopped said in surprise, and only when he looked at Zhang Chen's somewhat childish face did he suddenly realize.

"The market is just one hundred kilometers west of our peak. The location of the market is basically the same distance as each peak. You will know once you get there," a person next to him said to Zhang Chen.

"You can go there on a flying mount. It can take you directly there, and you newcomers can ride it for free." Another person followed suit.

"So that's how it is. Thank you two brothers for telling me," Zhang Chen bowed and expressed his gratitude.

Zhang Chen came to Sima Feng and told him about the market. Sima Feng was not very interested and wanted to take the task so that he could exercise.

"Brother Sima, you should also relax appropriately after exercising every day. Relaxing in moderation is the way to long-term success."

"Forget it. What's so good about the market? It's a waste of time." Sima Feng refused.

"What if there are some methods of cultivation that are more suitable for you or things that can help you cultivate in the market? You will miss it if you don't go." Zhang Chen said seriously.

"This..." Sima Feng suddenly hesitated. It seemed that Zhang Chen's words had aroused his interest.

Zhang Chen saw this and struck while the iron was hot, "I heard from those brothers that we still have free rides on spirit beasts. Don't be too sorry. Don't you want to try the feeling of flying in the air?"

"Then let's go and take a look. It doesn't matter what day it takes," Sima Feng said after thinking for a while.

"That's right, let's go, let's go, don't let it be too late or the market will be closed." Zhang Chen pulled Sima Feng and ran towards the spirit beast mount.

Arriving at the square where the spirit beasts were mounted, Zhang Chen noticed that the square was particularly lively today. As soon as he reached the door, he saw spirit beasts flying out one after another.

Zhang Chen quickly walked towards the young man who was registering in front.

"Brother, we want to ride a spirit beast to the market."

"One spirit stone per person, go to No. 15 and wait for everyone to gather." The brother who was in charge of registration glanced at Zhang Chen and lowered his head, then continued to register something.

"Brother, we are new disciples. Aren't we entitled to free rides?" Zhang Chen asked immediately.

"Free seats have to be used when it's not busy, which is not possible today. Are you going to take a seat or not? If not, get out of the way and don't waste other people's time." The young man at the registration desk looked impatient.

"Who said it can only be used when you are not busy? I haven't heard of that." Sima Feng walked out from behind Zhang Chen, staring straight at the young man who was registering.

"Sima Feng..." The young man who was registering looked up when he heard the voice and was surprised. Sima Feng's name was well-known in the flying mount field. Several young men who were registering nearby also looked over when they heard the noise.

"This, this..." The young man who was registering was speechless for a moment. In fact, there was an unspoken rule that free rides would be given priority over those who paid spirit stones during busy hours. However, it was not clearly written in the rules.

"Brother Sima, of course you can ride for free." A young man in charge of registration came over and led them to a crane marked with number 15. He said some precautions and left.

Zhang Chen looked at Sima Feng and said

"Brother, your words are effective."

Zhang Chen looked at the crane in front of him, feeling nervous and excited. He and Sima Feng jumped onto the crane's back. The moment they stepped on the crane's back, the crane's body trembled noticeably and it almost lost its balance.

"Brother Sima, how heavy are the weights you are wearing now? I feel like this spiritual crane is a bit too heavy to carry."

Zhang Chen looked at Sima Feng with some concern.

"It's only about 500 kilograms, not that heavy. Can't such a big beast carry us?"

Sima Feng looked at the spiritual crane and said.

"Then both of us weigh almost a thousand pounds. I'm really worried that it won't be able to fly."

"Take us to the market," Zhang Chen said loudly to Linghe. This was what the registration brother said. Just tell it the destination. The flying mounts here have been trained and know many places in the sect.

The crane lifted its neck and cried out, then flapped its wings gently. It kicked its legs and leaped up to a height of 20 feet, flapping its wings vigorously, wobbling a little, and slowly flew out of the square.

"It feels like this crane is struggling to fly, and its take-off is ten feet lower than the other cranes. Let's check it when it comes back to see if it's sick." Watching the crane fly away, a guard in charge of observing the flying mounts wrote it down in a notebook.

Zhang Chen stood on the crane. He was a little nervous and worried when it first took off. Gradually, the crane flew higher and higher, and it flew very steadily. Zhang Chen felt relieved, looking at the clouds not far away, feeling the breeze coming towards him, and suddenly he felt open-minded and a sense of heroism rising. This was a bit like the feeling of an immortal.

Less than half an hour later, Zhang Chen saw a bright spot on the ground. The crane flew lower and lower, and the bright spot became larger and larger. Slowly, the market became clearer and clearer. It looked no smaller than an ordinary town. Two streets, one vertical and one horizontal, about 500 meters long, divided the market into four parts.

The spirit crane slowly landed in a small square in the north. Zhang Chen saw many flying mounts waiting here. From time to time, people came here to ride spirit beasts.

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng jumped off the crane and walked towards the market. It was very lively with people coming and going. There were shops and many stalls, and from time to time there were shouts. It made Zhang Chen feel like he was back in his hometown.

Zhang Chen also saw a spiritual weapon for sale at a stall. He was shocked when he saw the price tag. The incomplete spiritual weapon was priced at more than a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

"The spiritual stones in my pocket can't even afford a fraction of it." Zhang Chen shook his head bitterly.

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng continued to stroll around, and suddenly saw a canvas hanging in front of a stall with the words "Don't forget your parents' kindness when cultivating immortals" written on it.

The stall was filled with gold, talismans, some elixirs, and some strange things. Some people looked at them curiously. The stall owner was a middle-aged man, who was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed. When he saw someone stopping at his stall, he opened his eyes and saw Zhang Chen's face, expression, and eyes lit up.

"Junior brother, you must have just joined the sect. Take a look. These things will be useful to you when you return home from the sect." The stall owner introduced enthusiastically.

"Go home?" Zhang Chen's heart was moved after hearing this. He had been in the sect for almost three months and he didn't know how his parents were doing.

"If you go home to visit your family, think about what you want to bring for your parents? They can't use the things from the sect, and the things I sell are just right for them." The stall owner began to introduce.

"Gold? Talismans? And these?" Zhang Chen pointed at the things on the stall.

"Yes, you can bring the gold back, buy a nice house for your parents, and hire a few servants. Then you can have no worries about food and clothing and enjoy your old age. You can also have no worries about the future and can concentrate on cultivating immortals."

The stall owner patiently said that when he saw Zhang Chen, he knew that Zhang Chen must be a newcomer, and he was born in a poor family. Those born in rich families have been strictly required to behave and behave since childhood. With his decades of experience, he would definitely not be wrong.

"How much do you sell this gold for?" Zhang Chen immediately asked the price.

"One hundred taels for a low-grade spirit stone," the stall owner knew that business was coming when he saw Zhang Chen asking the price.

"Then I'll take two hundred taels." Zhang Chen thought about it and felt that two hundred taels of gold should be enough for his parents to live on for a long time.

"Would you like some more talismans? Although this talisman is not very powerful, fortunately ordinary people can also use it to guard against others with bad intentions and who may be tempted by money..." the stall owner reminded "kindly".

"How powerful is this talisman? How to use it? Will it hurt yourself?" Zhang Chen asked hurriedly.

"This is very simple, just wave it gently..." The stall owner introduced the talisman to Zhang Chen in detail and also let Zhang Chen try out the power of the talisman. There are freezing and burning spells. The power is not great, but it is enough to deal with ordinary mortals.

Zhang Chen spent another two spirit stones to buy ten tickets. The spirit stones, which were already few in number, were reduced by half. Zhang Chen felt distressed, but when he thought of his parents, he felt that the spirit stones were worth it.

"You can also have some of this medicine. Although it has little effect on us cultivators, it is still very good for ordinary mortals. It can strengthen the body and prevent you from suffering from illness for the rest of your life." The stall owner continued to introduce it to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen bought a few more pills and left with Sima Feng. Zhang Chen had already emptied his spiritual stones. If he stayed any longer to listen to the stall owner's introduction, he would have to sell the pills.

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng walked around for a while and then went back. This trip was a bit of a learning experience. Zhang Chen also learned at a stall that the Huiling Pill that the girl gave him last time actually cost ten Lingshi each. Zhang Chen was shocked. A bottle of ten pills cost a hundred Lingshi. The Juqi Pill and Peiyuan Pill that Wang Dong gave him were even more expensive.

On the way back, Zhang Chen told Sima Feng about his plan. He was going to go home. Without making arrangements for his parents, he would not feel at ease in his cultivation.

Sima Feng had guessed it when he saw Zhang Chen buying things at the market. He just told him to be careful on the road.

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng both came to the Affairs Pavilion. Zhang Chen applied to go back to his hometown to visit relatives, and Sima Feng applied to be on duty at the Spirit Beast Garden.

Zhang Chen had heard from Su Pi before that he would have to defeat opponents and learn knowledge when he returned home, but he didn't expect that none of that would happen. The uncle-in-chief from the Affairs Pavilion just gave him a booklet and told him not to violate the rules in it. He also stipulated that he must return to the sect within a month and start completing the sect's tasks after returning.

Zhang Chen also went to Yuxia Peak and asked about Wang Dong, wanting to ask him if he wanted to go back or bring something to his family. Unexpectedly, he was told that Wang Dong was in seclusion to break through the seventh level of Qi Condensation, and his parents and relatives from his hometown had already been arranged to move to the capital.

This made Zhang Chen smile bitterly. How could the sect let a genius like Wang Dong have any worries?

The next morning, Zhang Chen packed up and set off, riding his flying mount to the sect gate. He handed the jade pendant to the disciple on duty for inspection and registration. After confirming that it was correct, a gap opened and Zhang Chen walked out.