Chaoyang Peak is the east peak of Huashan, the place is not small, a stall here, a stall there, there are a lot of selling.

Jiang Feng, of course, continued to shop.

However, under the onlookers just now, he showed off and took out two wild century-old ginseng in one go, many people here have already been able to mark him as a local tyrant, and they all see what he can pick in his stall.

"Brother, how do you buy this strange stone?"

In fact, Jiang Feng took a look around, and really found a lot of things, what cheats, elixirs, weapons, and ores, there are a lot of them, and some people even took out a meteorite to mark the price.

The stone he is optimistic about is a piece of jade essence rough stone, the surface of the stone, black and not slippery, but apart, you will find that the inside reveals a white jade-like exquisite jade, of course, the appearance is impenetrable.

Jiang Feng could sense spiritual power, so he sensed it.

There must be very few such rough stones on earth, and there are still people who sell them here.

"A million!"

The stall owner is a young man, the peak of his dark strength, he doesn't force anything, the martial arts practice itself is mixed with food, or a casual cultivator, how can there be so many resources, he doesn't want the good things in the ancient martial arts world, but he hopes that this strange stone he brought out from the Tianshan Mountains can bring him money.

"Give it to him!"

Jiang Feng took the stone down.

Dongfang Li took out a card, and then the stall owner took out a card swiper smoothly, and posted it in two or three clicks.

In this kind of market, most of them barter, because ancient warriors need resources suitable for their own cultivation.

But ancient warriors are also human.

It can't be separated from the rhythm of society.

So even if they have good things, in fact, many things can be settled with money, after all, money is still a good thing to survive in this world.

"Dongfang, is the Huashan Conference so simple?"

In the afternoon, Jiang Feng was a little excited, in his opinion, such a conference was a bit monotonous.

"Master, this is just the beginning!"

Dongfang Li began to popularize knowledge for Jiang Feng again: "In fact, there are two finale programs for the Huashan Conference, the first auction, you can only see ordinary things in the market, and the treasures that really make the innate ancient martial artists feel excited will basically appear at the auction, the auction is hosted by the Taoist Association, there is an official background, and there is also the support of several major sects of Taoism, which is not necessarily absolutely fair and just, but it also has a very strong reputation, so many treasures are handed over to the auction to be auctioned, and the one with the highest price wins!"

"So there's an auction?"

Jiang Feng was interested: "When will it start?"

"Into the night!"

Dongfang departed: "Held at the south peak of Huashan!"

"There's still some time!"

Jiang Feng raised his head, looked at the sun's westward inclination, and said, "By the way, you said that there are two finale programs, and there is one more!"

"Naturally, it's about martial arts!"

Dongfang Li said: "Under Huashan, there is a karst cave, there is a vermilion fruit tree planted in the cave, it has a history of five thousand years, it blooms and bears fruit once every three years, and it can bear twelve fruits each time, although Zhuguo is one of the rare genius treasures in the ancient martial arts world, it can directly enhance the skill, but it can only enhance the skill of the acquired martial artist, so the rules set by the sword saint himself back then, under the acquired martial artist, in terms of heroes, you can get Zhu Guo!"

"There are Huashan conferences every year, but Zhu Guo blossoms and bears fruit once every three years, and this year happens to be the third year, so there will be a program on martial arts this year!"

"Zhu Guo?"

Jiang Feng squinted: "The real Zhu Guo, but it has to bloom in a hundred years, bear fruit in a hundred years, mature in a hundred years, and only pick it once in three hundred years, how can it be that there will be a flowering and fruiting in three years and can mature!"

Zhu Guo is a seven-grade spirit fruit, with extraordinary efficacy, and it is one of the necessary medicinal materials for the famous Ning Ying Dan in the immortal cultivation world.

"It's a good look at what kind of vermilion fruit tree it looks like, it can bloom in one year, bear fruit in one year, mature in one year, and mature in three years!"

Jiang Feng was more interested in this.

He is a great master of cultivation himself, and he will feel supreme interest in all new planting species.

"Family master, you can't use force easily, you forgot, you have a corpse imprint on your body!" Dongfang Li reminded.

"That's right!"

Jiang Feng scratched his head: "And I feel that when I was above Xijing, the breath that peeked at the corpse qi on my body was not far from me, maybe it was above Huashan!"

"What?" Dongfang Li was startled, and he hurriedly got up cautiously.

"Don't be afraid!"

Jiang Feng said: "He only recognizes the corpse qi brand, not people, as long as the corpse qi brand on my hand is not exposed, he will not know even if you see me!"

"That's better!"

Dongfang left the road: "But the head of the family, you must not use your true qi lightly!"

"As a last resort, I'll try my best!"

Jiang Feng nodded.

Under the sunset, Chaoyang Peak is indeed very beautiful, and if it is the light of the rising sun, it will be even more beautiful.

Night.

Jiang Feng and Dongfang left to the south peak of Huashan, the south peak of Huashan, the peak of danger, the highest altitude of Huashan, also known as Luoyan Peak, named for the wild geese to inhabit.

There are also quite a few warriors here.

But it's not as lively as Chaoyang Peak.

But the quality of the warriors here is too high.

Looking at it here, there are not many acquired martial artists, even if there are a few, they are already martial artists in the realm of transforming strength, or they are half-step innate martial artists, and the rest are basically innate martial artists, and there are even a few hidden breaths that make Jiang Feng tremble, which is probably the breath that only grandmaster martial artists have.

This auction is open-air with a raised platform in the middle.

On the high platform sat a Taoist priest.

This Taoist priest was silent, sitting cross-legged in the futon, closing his eyes and recuperating, but the aura emanating from his body made people seem to feel his existence a little, and as if he felt his shadow in the ethereal.

"Who is he?"

Jiang Feng glanced at it with a solemn expression.

"Quanzhen Dao Sect, no sword master!" There was a touch of respect in Dongfang Li's voice, which was respect for the strong.

"Grandmaster Warrior?"

Jiang Feng said in a low voice.

"Grandmaster Warrior, the true yuan is condensed into the true pill, the true pill is not broken, the true yuan is indestructible, the breath can be fused with heaven and earth, under the unity of heaven and man, the ethereal world, and the land immortal!"

Dongfang Li looked up at the Taoist priest on the high platform, and there was a glint of envy in his eyes: "The Daoist Master of the Quanzhen Dao Sect without a sword is worthy of being a strong master in the world, even I can only see it, but I can't feel the slightest breath of him!"

"Something is wrong!"

Jiang Feng squinted slightly, his eyes flickered like a rainbow, looking at the swordless dao master, muttering to himself.

The way of cultivation is endless.

But all the laws are the avenues.

Jiang Feng has figured out a lot about the cultivation system on the earth, this kind of martial artist is not simply cultivating with martial arts, he still has a bit of the breath of witchcraft, mainly refining his physique, but this does not surprise Jiang Feng.