Soon, when Qiao Yun felt that the true qi in his body had returned to its fullest state again, he slowly stopped the operation of the mental mantra and opened his eyes.

Qiao Yun knew in his heart that today was the day when the monthly monk exchange meeting was held, so he quickly put a few dust-removing tips on himself, changed a set of clothes, and then put away the formation flag and walked out of the retreat room slowly.

Outside the cabin, a brilliant early sun had jumped out of the sea, and thousands of rays of sunlight shot into the cabin through the perspective formation, illuminating the entire cabin warmly.

Qiao Yun, who walked out of the retreat room, stood in front of the perspective formation and looked at the early sun for a long time, then slowly retracted his gaze and walked out of the cabin.

It was rare to see monks in twos and threes in the corridor outside the cabin, and these monks all walked to the largest cabin in the center of the first floor, thinking that they were all going to participate in the monks' exchange meeting.

After Qiao Yun closed the hatch, he knocked on the door of Luo Wenbai's room next door, but no one answered for a long time, so Qiao Yun followed the flow of people and walked to the largest cabin.

Soon, Qiao Yun came to the largest cabin in the center of the first floor, and there were two monks guarding the door of the cabin, but they didn't check anyone's tickets. Qiao Yun guessed in his heart that the existence of these two people was just to prevent some mortals from entering the monk exchange meeting and disrupting the order of the exchange meeting.

After entering the largest cabin, Qiao Yun found that the originally empty cabin was filled with hundreds of pampas mats, which began to spread outward from a small circle and extended to the entire cabin.

There were already quite a few monks seated in the cabin, and most of the monks who arrived early preferred to take their seats near the center of the circle, so that they could have a good location when communicating or exchanging items.

Qiao Yun glanced at the monks present, most of them were foundation building stage monks, and there were only a dozen or so monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation and two Jindan monks. Qiao Yun did not choose to sit in a prominent position near the center of the circle, but sat down very low-key on the edge of the circle near the door.

Soon, many monks entered the cabin one after another, and Qiao Yun saw Luo Wenbai and Ai Zhirong in it, but the two did not notice Qiao Yun, but sat down near the center of the circle after entering the cabin.

Qiao Yun saw that Luo Wenbai didn't see him, and he didn't take the initiative to come forward to say hello, because in this place where there were many monks, Qiao Yun didn't want to be too eye-catching. But Qiao Yun noticed that Luo Wenbai, who was with Ai Zhirong, seemed to be in a bad complexion, which made Qiao Yun quite puzzled, and planned to wait for the exchange meeting to end before asking Luo Wenbai.

"Brother Qiao, why are you sitting on such a margin?" Suddenly a crisp voice sounded in Qiao Yun's ears, Qiao Yun looked up and found that it was actually Shen Xinhan who had met in the stall market before, and beside Shen Xinhan there was a young man in the early stage of the fourth layer of foundation building.

This young man is well-dressed, dignified, and quite iconic. Seeing Qiao Yun looking at him, the young man smiled slightly, "Presumably Your Excellency is Brother Qiao Yunqiao! I heard Xinhan mention Your Excellency before, but I was able to see it today, and he is really handsome and chic, and his instrument is extraordinary!"

"Daoyou praised it falsely. Qiao Yun smiled indifferently, and then looked at Shen Xinhan, "Miss Xinhan, who is this?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce Brother Qiao, this is my senior brother Mu Jingrong, who is also the eldest disciple of my father, and I came to Chengning Island this time to be accompanied by my senior brother. Shen Xinhan smiled and said, then sat down on the cushion beside Qiao Yun.

Mu Jingrong saw Shen Xinhan sitting down next to Qiao Yun, and didn't say anything, but also sat down next to Shen Xinhan.

"Xinhan Mushroom Niang is here to exchange items?" Qiao Yun asked when he saw Shen Xinhan sitting next to him.

"Well, sort of, I mainly want to see if there is anything that can help my father recover his consciousness at the exchange meeting, but I guess there is little hope. Shen Xinhan smiled bitterly, knowing how it was possible for something as rebellious as the restoration of divine consciousness to appear so easily, but she still had a trace of luck in her heart.

Qiao Yun could understand Shen Xinhan's thoughts, nodded slightly, and at this time, another person walked into the cabin.

As this person walked in, the entire cabin instantly fell silent, this person was not someone else, Xun Anhua, the steward of the Mo Shi number, Xun Anhua paced to an earthy yellow pu mat in the middle of the circle, which was different from the rest of the pale yellow pu mats, and then turned around and hugged his fists to the monks around, "Fellow Daoists, you are welcome to participate in the monthly monk exchange meeting, and this exchange meeting is also presided over by me." In addition to me, this time I have also invited Dongfang Daoyou and Chang Daoyou to come to the exchange meeting, hoping that the cultivation experience shared by the two of them in a while can be helpful to you! Okay, the time is almost up, and our monk exchange meeting is now officially started!"

As Xun Anhua's words fell, the two monks guarding the door of the cabin quickly closed the door of the cabin, as for the monks who came late, they naturally had no chance to participate in this exchange meeting, and could only wait to participate in the exchange meeting next month.

After Xun Anhua sat down, the Jindan monk on his left took the lead in hugging his fists around, and then said: "In Xia Dongfang Ming, I was invited by Xun Steward to tell you about some of the cultivation experiences below. However, although the lower cultivation is slightly higher than that of all of you here, it does not mean that the cultivation experience below is necessarily correct, if any Taoist friend has any objections in the next story, they can be raised in time and we can discuss together, I think this can achieve the purpose of the exchange meeting!"

Dongfang Ming, as a Jindan monk, can still be so approachable, and immediately ushered in the applause and applause of all the monks.

After the applause subsided, Dongfang Ming no longer sold Guanzi, but slowly began to talk about his understanding of cultivation and some of his experiences in cultivation.

Qiao Yun was quickly immersed in Dongfang Ming's narration, among which there were many Qiao Yun doubts or incomprehensions in his cultivation, under Dongfang Ming's meticulous explanation, Qiao Yun often suddenly became enlightened, only feeling that he was constantly climbing over the mountains that had blocked his eyes, and more scenery kept entering his sight.

It took Dongfang Ming half a day to finish his explanation, and there were many monks and Dongfang Ming discussing in the middle, but Qiao Yun didn't ask, but kept listening carefully. Because Qiao Yun knew in his heart that many of his questions seemed to be the most elementary ones, and these questions did not need to be asked at all, as long as he listened carefully, he could often find answers.

After Dongfang Ming finished explaining, another Jindan monk slowly began his narration again.

Soon, the exchange meeting had unconsciously started for a day, but this day made Qiao Yun feel that he had gained a lot, and that feeling of sudden opening was something that Qiao Yun had never experienced since he had cultivated.

Qiao Yun unconsciously thought of the Xuanyang Daoist's martial arts at the time of the sect's big competition, and now that he heard the other monks' understanding and exposition of the cultivation Dao, Qiao Yun could better understand the enthusiasm and excitement of those martial artists for the Xuanyang Daoist's martial arts.

After the two Jindan monks finished expounding their cultivation experiences separately, some foundation building period monks began to volunteer to explain their cultivation experiences, but some monks obviously didn't listen so seriously, such as Shen Xinhan and Mu Jingrong beside Qiao Yun. However, Qiao Yun listened carefully to each monk's explanation, although many monks' views were not the same, but after Qiao Yun listened to everyone's words, combined with his own cultivation perceptions, he felt that he had a deeper understanding of cultivation.

Three days passed in a hurry in the continuous exchanges between the monks, although there were still monks who did not have time to elaborate, but Xun Anhua stood up at the right time and pressed his hand to everyone, "Fellow Daoists, I know that there are still many of you who want to discuss their own perceptions and experiences of cultivation, but time is limited, so the exchange of our exchange meeting will come to an end for the time being, if there are still Taoist friends who want to communicate, they can continue to elaborate at the next exchange meeting." ”

After Xun Anhua finished speaking, the whole cabin was a lot quieter, although some monks who didn't have time to speak still had some regrets, but they were relieved to think that there would be many such exchanges in the future.

"Alright, let's exchange items, I'll give you a kick-off first. Xun Anhua said and took out a pair of silver ring-shaped magic vessels from the storage ring, which were extremely exquisitely made.

As soon as it appeared, it attracted the attention of many female monks, and even some male monks considered whether to buy it as a gift for their favorite nuns or their own Taoist companions.

Xun Anhua was very satisfied with everyone's eyes, and said slowly: "This thing is called the Zimu Silver Ring, this is a top-level magic weapon, it was made by a friend of mine, and it is very suitable for female monks. The reserve price of this item is two thousand lower grade spirit stones, of course, you fellow Daoists can also exchange them with equivalent things, as long as there is something I like, I will also exchange it with it. ”

The price of two thousand lower grade spirit stones to buy a top-grade magic weapon is naturally not a high price, and some female monks immediately began to bid for the price, and soon the price of this silver ring soared to three thousand two hundred grade spirit stones.

Qiao Yun originally thought that this item exchange would be a fairer transaction, but he didn't expect it to be similar to the auction, and this person Qiao Yun suddenly lost interest. If you like something good, others will naturally take a fancy to it, and then the competition will naturally rise and fall, and you can't wait for value exchange at all.

However, Qiao Yun thought that there were so many monks participating in the exchange meeting, that kind of equivalent barter was indeed unrealistic, if everyone took a fancy to it, and there were the same number of spirit stones, then who should they be exchanged for?

Qiao Yun was thinking about it, but Mu Jingrong on the side suddenly said loudly: "I exchanged a two-hundred-year-old Shengyuan ginseng for this magic weapon." ”

As soon as Mu Jingrong said this, all the monks in the audience fell silent, and their eyes looked in the direction of Mu Jingrong.