"Don't miss it when you pass by, the ancient martial arts cheats, straight to the pill. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, look at the pre-Qin artifact, sharpen iron like clay!"

Lin Yaoyang looked at this scene in a daze, why is it the same as a vegetable market, the hawkers are constantly shouting.

On the other hand, Han Wenxuan on the side was as indifferent as water, in the Shanhai Continent, he didn't know how many times he had experienced this kind of trade fair, how could he still make a fuss?

Although the earth has entered the era of the end of the law, the heritage of tens of thousands of years is by no means covered, and all kinds of ancient objects emerge in an endless stream, exposing the mysterious place of the earth.

To his surprise, there was something good about the fair.

"How do you change these plants?" Han Wenxuan asked when he came to a stall and pointed to three black grasses.

Lin Yaoyang hurriedly followed, and couldn't help but be confused, isn't this just a few weeds? Could it be that Han Shao is crazy, and weeds are treasures?

The stall owner, a thin middle-aged man in his forties, glanced up and said expressionlessly, "A Hui Yuan Dan?"

Lin Yaoyang was startled by these words, "Isn't this killing people?" He is not a newcomer, and he still knows some common sense.

In the martial arts world, most of the pills produced in Qingcheng are used as valuable trading currency, and a Huiyuan pill can be exchanged for more than a billion Chinese yuan in the outside world.

With so much money, even if it is a thousand-year-old ginseng, you can buy a few plants, let alone these weeds.

He just wanted to persuade Han Shao, but Han Wenxuan had already taken out something.

"I don't have Hui Yuandan, but I have this. ”

The thin middle-aged man looked at it, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and the red pill contained a large amount of blood qi, which was instantly perceived by him.

Such a piece is enough to withstand his half-month penance, and most importantly, at the time of the bottleneck, eating it will definitely be of great use.

"Good!"

The stall owner took over the blood pill in Han Wenxuan's hand without saying a word, but Han Wenxuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect this thing to be so popular.

The small red pill in his hand was condensed from animal essence blood in his spare time, and was usually used for Han Wei's cultivation.

To say that it is precious, it is not precious, a three-month-old rooster can condense more than thirty blood pills, and the blood in it is thin, and he usually doesn't even look at it.

"Put it away!" Han Wenxuan took the three plants and handed them to Lin Yaoyang.

I didn't expect that it had only been a few minutes since it came out, and I actually got a few Lingxiao grasses, which can be used to stabilize the gods, which is really unexpected.

Then, Han Wenxuan changed some things from everywhere one after another, which made Lin Yaoyang hug him with a full heart.

......

"Emperor Han, you're here!

Uh! Han Wenxuan looked at the Qingcheng disciple who came in a hurry with an indifferent face, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The Qingcheng disciple panted and said, "Sect Master, let me come, invite you to the inner hall!"

"Oh?"

When Lin Yaoyang heard this, he immediately introduced to Han Wenxuan with great interest: "Han Shao, I heard that the real good things are in the hands of the major factions, and none of them will come out to participate in this trade fair, maybe Daoist Lingyunzi is here to invite you over......

Han Wenxuan immediately understood, nodded, he was not afraid of too many good things, he planned to take a look.

A few minutes later, the Qingcheng disciples led them into a large hall, and there were quite a few people sitting in it, and when they saw him coming, there was a sudden silence, and many eyes converged on Han Wenxuan.

Everyone wants to take a look at this seventeen-year-old congenital who is famous all over the world and powerful all over the world - Emperor Han!

"Han Shaoxia!"

Who knew that Ling Yunzi greeted him, but it made Han Wenxuan a little stunned, why is this guy so enthusiastic!

Immediately afterwards, he saw everyone present, sitting in their positions one by one, looking at this side, Liwei understood that Ling Yunzi wanted to borrow his hand to use his mighty martial arts.

Tell everyone present that I Qingcheng befriended this young man.

First, it can bring out the strength of the martial arts leader, and the two are enough to show that Qingcheng is powerful.

Although Han Wenxuan knew his careful thoughts, he didn't debunk him, anyway, it didn't hurt him, so why not do it!

"Humph!"

Just when Ling Yunzi invited him to sit down, a cold snort came from the side, Han Wenxuan squinted and saw that it was an old nun, and he immediately realized that he didn't say anything, patted his ass and sat down.

Lin Yaoyang on the side seemed a little uneasy, although Emperor Han was also congenital, but more than a dozen people present were congenital, who could say which was better or worse?

What's more, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, if Han Shao is provoked by someone and suddenly bursts out, there are so many innates present, it's not over?

"Now that you're all seated, let's get down to business today!"

Immediately, a Qingcheng disciple rushed out from behind Ling Yunzi, his face was expressionless, he was not stage frightened at all, and said loudly.

With his words, the most important scene of the Qingcheng Martial Arts Association, the Innate Trade Fair, officially began.

......

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the audience fell silent, everyone couldn't take their eyes off it, the old gods were still there, and none of them seemed to be here to trade, but to be Buddhas.

More than a dozen congenitals have gathered 90% of the high-end combat power of Huaxia Martial Dao, and whoever dares to speak first inexplicably is not a slap in the face.

It's just embarrassing.

"Since everyone is so reserved, then I'll start first! Three two-thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus. The first middle-aged man on the lower left spoke.

He is about forty years old, with black hair, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his muscles are bulging high, which is very heroic.

Everyone looked up one after another, and sure enough, it was the Baji Gate, with a lot of wealth, and even the two-thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus could easily make a move.

They are the only ones who dare to take root at the southern foot of the icy and snowy Tianshan Mountains, and the Baji Gate relies on the harsh environment, but the people are stunned that they have not lost the inheritance, but there is some revival.

Now the entire northwest has become the scope of the Eight Pole Gate, if it were not for the small population and the influence of Allah's sect, I am afraid that it would have become a hegemon in the Chinese martial arts world long ago.

"Twelve Ning Yuan Dan!"

"A 10,000-year-old He Shou Wu!"

"Ten pounds of meteoric iron!"

This thing caused the audience to cheer, and one by one, like hungry wolves, they all cried out.

Such a fierce scene opened Han Wenxuan's eyes, and he was a little puzzled, just for this thing, can he use it?

"Oh my God!" Lin Yaoyang exclaimed, and he was also shocked by the well-informed, which of those things used for trading was not hard to find.

"Emperor Han! Tianshan Snow Lotus can not only cleanse the blood, but also be a holy product for women's beauty, so many people are vying for it. ”

Han Wenxuan looked up, and a plain Taoist face came into view, slightly pale, it was Jingming, the head of the four shows in Qingcheng.

He slowly explained: "The Baji Gate can only be supported by the Tianshan Snow Lotus, and in recent years, there have been many martial artists, which are comparable to Emei and Wudang. ”

"Oh?" Han Wenxuan smiled slightly, "How is that better than your Qingcheng?"

Hearing this, Jing Ming was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "Emperor Han said that he was joking, although my Qingcheng is the leader of Huaxia Martial Arts, he only occupies a fame, and the number of martial artists is about the same as that of other sects. ”

"I believe you have ghosts!" Han Wenxuan said in his heart, if they are all the same, will everyone come to Qingcheng? Wudang, Emei, and Shaolin alone are enough for you to drink a pot.

However, his gaze still stayed on the Tianshan Snow Lotus taken out by the Baji Gate.

If it is really like what Jing Ming said, then this thing can be said to be priceless, although the earth is barren, but there are many medicinal materials to enhance blood qi, what ginseng, He Shou Wu, deer blood......

But this genius treasure that purifies blood and qi and can also protect the appearance is really a scorpion - the only one.

Although for Han Wenxuan, the Tianshan Snow Lotus is useless, after all, he has practiced the method of killing in a hundred battles, refining his muscles and bones in endless killing, and purifying his blood and qi, what medicine can compare?

But he looked at the Dao aunts in Emei who were like wolves one by one, and couldn't help but intervene in each other.

"Twenty Blood Pills!"

A crisp shout reached everyone's ears, and suddenly, the audience fell silent.

Wu Santong, the head of the Eight Extremes, asked curiously, "What Emperor Han said is the kind of dark red pill outside?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Han Wenxuan, the kind of red pill that appeared outside, they had also heard of it, the blood qi was pure, and it was comparable to half-moon penance.

As we all know, Qingcheng is the world's martial arts pharmacy, and the three Dans of Ningyuan, Huiyuan, and Solid are resounding throughout China, and many martial artists flock to it.

But their Ning Yuan Pill is at most a few days of cultivation, and it is not comparable to this Blood Pill at all.

At this point of congenitality, qi and blood have become a constraint for everyone, although the longevity has increased to one hundred and fifty years old, but the older you get, the weaker your qi and blood become, and if you want to break through, it is difficult to ascend to the sky.

Once they had this blood pill, although they couldn't completely make up for their loss of qi and blood power.

However, the accumulation of small amounts, the total effective force, over time, will surely return to the body of the prime, when the time comes, if you want to break through, wouldn't it be simpler.

Looking at the earnest gazes around him, Han Wenxuan's face was indifferent, he nodded, and said, "Hmm!"

Suddenly, the audience was boiling, everyone wanted to exchange a few blood pills, you said, I said, good guy!

Ten minutes later, Han Wenxuan had already summoned a dozen genius treasures, the Tianshan Snow Lotus born in the Northern Xinjiang, the shark pearl produced in the East China Sea, and the blood of 10,000-year-old ginseng and sable, countless others.

Lin Yaoyang asked curiously, "Han Shao, this kind of good thing, you just exchanged it out?"

Although he didn't know martial arts, he was so excited to look at the innate grandmasters who could easily take people's heads among the ten thousand armies present, how could he not know the preciousness of the blood pill?

Han Shaoer didn't say a word, he threw out at least hundreds of them, in exchange for a bunch of flowers and plants, and a discerning person would lose it when he saw it.

"It's useless to keep that spicy chicken!"

Han Wenxuan said lightly, almost scared Lin Yaoyang into peeing his pants, and his face was sluggish.

It's really a cow, the blood pill that people worship as a treasure is actually a 'spicy chicken' in the eyes of Emperor Han, how can this make people embarrassed?

If it is heard by the many innate martial artists present, I am afraid that they will all attack in groups, what do you mean?

I saw Han Wenxuan shook his head, and then said seriously: "There are really a lot of good things in Huaxia, we will come often in the future." ”

Lin Yaoyang was stunned, you always treat them as wronged people to slaughter! You often come, speechless......

However, when he thought of the martial arts exercises that Han Wenxuan promised that day, and then looked at this arrogant appearance, his heart suddenly became hot and full of passion.

hugged Han Shao's big thick legs tightly, it would be no problem to eat any blood pill as candy in the future, let alone his own status.

"It seems that they don't have any good things!" Han Wenxuan looked at it, no one traded with him, and it was estimated that they were all replaced.

Suddenly, I lost interest, and I couldn't help but close my eyes and concentrate on my energy.

Everyone doesn't care about him, although the blood pill is good, but they can't all change this thing!

The things that those sects came up with had their own useful uses, so everyone began to trade.

An hour later, the scene came to an end, and they had almost changed it.

Suddenly, Qingcheng Sect Leader Ling Yunzi stood up and said loudly: "This year, Qingcheng has practiced a total of forty-two Chong Guan Dan, and in line with the goal of promoting the great development of Chinese martial arts, I Qingcheng took out thirty-six pills. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone was silent, and a strange atmosphere suddenly appeared in the audience.

The reason why Qingcheng can be called the leader of the martial arts is that the root lies in Chong Guan Dan, this pill can increase the success probability of the dark energy breaking through the strength, it is not an exaggeration to say that the martial arts define the Seagod Needle.