"Haha! Of course it's true, and this Master Xiao is still a friend of the old man!" Master Wei said with a smile.

"! How can there be such a young Transformation Realm Grandmaster, we don't know if we have a Transformation Realm Grandmaster in Huaxia, and it can be regarded as a great creation if you can enter the Grandmaster, like the head of the Wu family, the Grandmaster who only entered when he was fifty years old. Zhao Ergou shook his head and said.

Master Wei was a little displeased when he heard this: "Master Xiao is my friend, is the old man still lying to you?" He has indeed entered the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, and he is also a horizontal cultivation Grandmaster, and even his magic cultivation is above the old man!"

These ordinary people probably didn't know that Master Xiao was actually standing in front of them, but even if they told them, they wouldn't believe it. Moreover, Xiao Fan also instructed him before he came, saying not to talk about his identity as the Realm Grandmaster, otherwise in the place where so many martial artists gathered, it would inevitably cause a sensation and cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Master Wei, you already like to brag, don't say that I don't believe that Master Xiao is the Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm, I don't believe him when I say that he is the Grandmaster, we are all martial artists, don't you know how difficult it is for a Martial Dao Grandmaster to succeed?" Zhao Ergou laughed.

Xiao Fan was a little amused on the side, and he couldn't imagine that Master Wei still had a hobby of bragging.

When Master Wei heard this, his face suddenly became a little unbearable, and he said angrily:

"If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't do it, and when Master Xiao is famous all over the world one day, you will know if the old man is bragging to you!"

When everyone heard the joke, they didn't pay attention to it.

They are all insiders, and they have been cultivating for twenty or thirty years, and it is not easy for them to step into the realm of Xiaocheng or Dacheng, so how can they not know how difficult it is to become a grandmaster? A young man who is less than twenty years old, no matter how hard he works and how good his talent is, it is impossible for him to enter the grandmaster, let alone the grandmaster of the transformation realm.

Seeing that these people still didn't believe it, Master Wei couldn't help but feel a little angry, but he couldn't tell Xiao Fan's identity, which was really aggrieved.

"Master Wei, let's go over there and have a look. Xiao Fan said in a round field.

At this time, many warriors in the hall began to set up their stalls, and banners were inserted on them, writing various things to be changed.

Master Wei and Da Zhuang followed Xiao Fan's side, wandering stall by stall.

There were all sorts of things on the stalls of these warriors, including weapons, jade, some low-level magic weapons, and even things that had been dug up from the tombs.

Of course, there are also some stalls with a lot of rare medicinal materials, but these medicinal materials are not very old, and the highest is only more than forty years, and these medicines are useless for Xiao Fan at all.

After visiting more than a dozen stalls, Xiao Fan didn't see what he wanted, but Da Zhuang found a short knife handed down from the Tang Dynasty.

This short knife is short and sharp, the blade is extremely sharp, it is the family heirloom of the warrior who sold the knife, but the family is in the middle, and now he can only sell the knife, he is also direct, and the price is clearly marked as one million.

Da Zhuang didn't have so much money, so Xiao Fan naturally paid for him very happily.

At this time, Xiao Fan saw that there was a stall surrounded by many people, and the banner on the stall read:

"One hundred and twenty years of ginseng, for quenching elixirs. ”

"Finally saw something good!" Xiao Fan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly walked over there.

At this time, many people near the stall were holding the good things they were carrying, and wanted to exchange ginseng with the martial artist who was asking for elixir.

After all, ginseng that is hundreds of years old is extremely precious and has many uses.

The martial artist is a middle-aged man with small internal strength, and it is estimated that he wants to use the quenching pill to improve his cultivation, so no matter what good things the other party takes, he will not change it, as long as the quenching pill.

"No, no, no, I said that as long as you have the pill, what are you doing with so many things!?" the middle-aged man said impatiently.

"I said brother, how can the elixir of quenching the body be as amazing as you think, at most it is to make your body stronger, if you want to improve your cultivation, you have to exchange it in Shennong Valley, but they don't lack your ginseng, you might as well exchange it with us!" someone persuaded the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was a little hesitant when he heard this, but he was still reluctant to change.

"Brother, I have two million here, how about buying your ginseng?" At this time, a well-dressed man carried a black suitcase and said to the middle-aged man.

Everyone was amazed when they heard this, this person was too generous, and it was two million when he made a shot, a local tyrant.

Two million is not a small amount, and the middle-aged man should change it this time.

Who knew that the middle-aged man still didn't change, waved his hand, closed his eyes, and sat down like an old monk.

He is determined to change to the Quenching Pill.

"Hey, you don't want two million, you may not be able to make so much money in your lifetime!" The local tyrant was obviously wealthy, and when he saw this person so faceless, he was a little angry.

The middle-aged man didn't open his eyes for a moment, ignoring it, the local tyrant was about to have a seizure, and a faint voice sounded from behind the crowd.

"I have a quenching pill!"

When everyone heard this, they looked behind them, and saw a young man who looked no more than twenty years old standing there with his hands in his hands, and hurriedly made way for him.

"Do you have it?" The middle-aged man finally opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Fan incredulously.

This young man looked like a student, not like a martial artist, how could there be a quenching pill.

Xiao Fan didn't say much, and directly took out a quenching pill from the small porcelain bottle and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man subconsciously took the pill, put it in the palm of his hand and smelled it, only smelling a smell of Chinese medicine.

"This is really a quenching elixir?"

He was a little unconvinced, after all, he had never seen this kind of elixir that could refine his physique.