"As long as the clouds are dewed!" the first monk to come to the stage cut off the transmission of all kinds of exploration below. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThis is also a normal situation, unless someone at the bottom comes up with a treasure whose value far exceeds the bottom line of their hearts, no one will give up the cultivation resources they urgently need.

"Yunlu Stone has a piece in his hand, but this Yunlu Stone weighs one catty, two taels and seven dollars, and if it is cut, the value will be reduced too much. "The size of the cloud dew stone is very important, this thing can only add a piece of magic weapon, the size is not remembered, so the more nature, the better, the more precious. If you cut it, the value drop is really distressing.

"One catty, two taels, seven dollars! Daoyou come up and take a look, plus this thing, can you agree to the transaction?" There was no sound transmission of these words, but what this person took out was a forbidden means to prevent prying eyes.

"Good!" the man agreed to the deal after glancing at the contents of the box, and he took out a porous stone the size of a child's head and handed it to the first monk on the stage. Both sides were overjoyed, this was a good start, the cultivation realm was full of the kind of monks who had participated in more than a dozen or dozens of secret trade fairs, but they couldn't meet the various cultivation materials they urgently needed, and the depression in their hearts could be imagined.

The second monk who was standing on the stage took out a third-order centipede bead, which was the treasure of the third-order centipede demon beast second only to the demon pill.

"In exchange for a third-order elixir to improve mana, this centipede bead is an extremely rare resource in the cultivation realm. Wearing this object can at least double the body's anti-poison properties. ”

"The thing is good, but the centipede poisonous insect demon beast that can form a third-order centipede bead will definitely have twelve centipede beads on its body. Do you have the remaining eleven in your hand?" "Naturally, there will be no shortage of monks who know this knowledge, after all, they are all big names in the Yudan period."

The audience asked the question that everyone present was concerned about, if this centipede can afford a set, not only will the detoxification attribute skyrocket, but it will also have a much wider use. A set of centipede beads can be used as an array to arrange the magic circle, can be used as a top-level alchemy material to enhance the fusion of a trace of medicinal materials, and can be made into a complete set of magic weapons by those refining maniacs of the Divine Refining Sect.

"No! Just this centipede almost cost the old man's net worth. As if remembering some unbearable plot, the mysterious monk's tone was a little trembling.

Hearing that there was only such a centipede bead, the enthusiasm of everyone in the audience was suddenly reduced by more than ninety percent.

Without the bonus of the set attributes, this centipede bead is just a third-order material, and the third-order mana enhancement pill is a very precious cultivation resource. The gap between the two was clear at a glance, and after waiting for a while, no one was willing to pay the pill of refining mana cultivation, and the monk who came to power could only walk off the stage in a gloomy manner.

"Seven hundred years of intact Biyou pine in exchange for an elixir to improve mana. "It's another cultivator who needs pills, but the medicinal materials needed to refine the pills of the third order to refine mana are not only of high quality, but also sufficient. Third-order elixirs under six hundred years old could not be put into the furnace at all, otherwise the chance of refining failure was close to one hundred percent.

"How about a thousand-year-old purple ginseng in exchange for your green pine?" took Lu Fei's hint and began to make a move.

"Millennial purple ginseng! That depends on the quality. "The third monk who came to power noticed at once in the many trade applications that the thousand-year-old purple ginseng was really a superb elixir that could be used as a furnace of third-order elixir main medicinal materials. Such a thousand-year-old elixir is generally a precious reserve that has been passed down from generation to generation by major sects or families, and it is rare for the cultivation realm to see this thing appear at a trade fair.

The two sides inspected each other's goods and stepped down very satisfied. This appearance was the first time that Bliss Zhenren stood on the stage of public attention, and Donghua Zhenren realized that this mysterious person who didn't know what to take and easily exchanged for seven hundred years of green pine was the same person as him and had just made a deal.

After entering the venue, Donghua Zhenren was looking for the mysterious monk who sold Huo Yunzhi in addition to those old guys, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find the mysterious monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant. It wasn't until he took the initiative to stand up that Donghua Zhenren discovered his traces in hindsight, and Donghua Zhenren understood very well that this was the other party's deliberate leakage of a trace of breath, and he could find it, otherwise he still had to slowly suspect it.

But what exactly is this mysterious monk going to do? Taking the initiative to exude a trace of aura can be tracked down by some monks who have evil thoughts all day long, and it is better to show their identity openly.

Sure enough, Donghua Zhenren felt a few special fluctuations sticking to the mysterious monk's body, if these methods were used on the Jiedan monk, it was really not easy to be discovered, but the fat sheep they were looking for was a Yuanying monk who had hidden his cultivation, wasn't this a pure act of looking for death?

Naturally, Bliss Zhenren also felt these special fluctuations, and while criticizing the backwardness of these methods, he also planted a few tricks in those monks who had marked himself in the middle of the rudeness.

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