Faced with this question, the young man surnamed Long shook his head.

"Brother Li, Brother Liu, I haven't heard any news about Long Youhai, no matter what, go to the alchemy conference to communicate with other alchemists, there are only benefits, no harm, anyway, there is no registration fee, as long as the alchemist who can refine the pill, you can sign up."

"Oh, that's it, then after dinner, let's sign up and try it, Brother Li, what do you think,,,

After hearing those people chatting, Yun Zhongyan, who was originally going to leave Qinglong City after eating, had the idea of staying and watching the excitement.

So, after eating, Yun Zhongyan casually found an inn to live in, and rested in the room for a while, Yun Zhongyan was bored and wanted to see the customs of this world.

Since crossing into this world, Yun Zhongyan has never been to any city, so, with a very expectant mood, Yun Zhongyan went out, and when he walked to the door of the inn, three teenagers with hats came to him.

These three teenagers gave him an eerie feeling, Yun Zhongyan, who had been dealing with demon cultivators all year round, could tell at a glance that they were people in the demon path, and judging from the sense of oppression revealed by them, cultivation was at least a sect-level realm.

When Yun Zhongyan and the three teenagers crossed shoulders, the three teenagers also looked back at Yun Zhongyan at the same time, and they seemed to be aware of Yun Zhongyan's body, with a little demonic aura, and then, the three teenagers nodded to Yun Zhongyan, which was regarded as a greeting, and then turned around and walked into the inn.

Yun Zhongyan nodded at them, then left the inn and began to wander around the Blue Dragon City.

Looking at the busy and lively Qinglong City, Yun Zhongyan sighed.

"There is a little bit of ancient Chinese feeling here, but there is a little less human touch, and they are too indifferent to the things and people around them, maybe this is the result of the environment of the jungle!"

After wandering around the Qinglong City for a few laps, Yun Zhongyan came to a very old street, this street does not have any famous brands, I don't know what it is called, and Yun Zhongyan looked at it at a glance and saw that there seemed to be no shops on this street, and all the goods were sold in the form of stalls, but the business on this street seemed to be particularly good, and the crowds were very crowded.

Out of curiosity, Yun Zhongyan also walked into this ancient street, and after looking at the goods on the ground, Yun Zhongyan realized that this was a street dedicated to selling cultivators' items.

However, he also discovered a strange phenomenon, that is, the people who come here to buy things are basically ordinary people, and there are not a few monks.

After walking around half of the ancient streets, Yun Zhongyan finally understood why there were basically ordinary people here, because the things sold in this half of the street were some talismans that ordinary people could use and some one-time low-level magic weapons, they were very suitable for ordinary people, ordinary monks, they couldn't look at these things at all, and they were very expensive.

As Yun Zhongyan walked towards the second half of the ancient street, Yun Zhongyan found that the more he went to the back of the ancient street, the more monks gradually increased, because the second half of the ancient street sold all kinds of materials and magic weapons that the monks needed.

In the second half of the ancient street, after walking for more than ten minutes, Yun Zhongyan stopped under a messy stall, the stall owner was an amiable old man, and Yun Zhongyan fell in love with a bottle of fuel on his stall, called ghost python oil.

"Old man, how to sell this bottle of ghost python oil".

After hearing Yun Zhongyan ask for the price, the amiable old man immediately smiled as if he had changed someone, revealing a standard profiteer expression.

"This son, good vision, my bottle of ghost python oil, but it was collected from a mutated level 6 ghost python, it is the best in the ghost python oil, I think the son also sincerely wants, then 500 primary spirit stones, right?"

When the old man quoted this price, Yun Zhongyan was about to open his mouth to bargain, when he heard a familiar voice from behind.

A few days ago, at the Ghost Horse Auction House, 5 bottles of Ghost Python Oil were sold, and it was only 600 yuan, you are blackmailing, the most unaccustomed thing for this young master is a profiteer like you, this son, you must not be fooled, if you need Ghost Python Oil, it is best to go to the Ghost Horse Auction House to buy it, it is much cheaper there than outside."

The old man who set up the stall, after hearing this, was very unhappy, and looked at the young man who spoke just now with a straight face.

"Go, go, go, the young man from there doesn't understand anything, and he dares to make a big deal here, this is the best ghost python oil, is it the kind of ordinary ghost python oil that can be compared? If it weren't for the old man's rush to use the spirit stone, 500 yuan, I would be reluctant to sell it."

"Old man, you don't even know Young Master Ben, and you dare to come here to set up a stall to slander people, it's too bold, right?"

Then, another teenager next to the boy answered.

"Yes, old man, you don't even know the young master Long in Qinglong City, who is known as a profiteer's nightmare, and you dare to come here to set up a stall, you really don't know whether you live or die."

At this time, Yun Zhongyan also stood up, turned around and saw Long Fang and several teenagers standing behind him, and when Long Fang saw that it was Yun Zhongyan who had just asked for the price, he immediately greeted him very warmly.

"Brother Yun, it turned out to be you, we are really fateful, I didn't expect to meet you here again, my name is Long Fang, let me tell you, this old man is a profiteer, you must not be deceived by him, the mutated sixth-level ghost python on Qinglong Mountain died a few years ago, this bottle of ghost python oil must not be the best ghost python oil."

Yun Zhongyan saw Long Fang's sincere look, which made him feel a trace of warmth in this indifferent environment, and at the same time, relying on Long Fang's willingness to kindly remind himself when he didn't know who he was just now, Yun Zhongyan felt that Long Fang was a friend worthy of deep friendship.

"Brother Long, hello, in the vast sea of people, we can meet twice a day, it is quite fateful, thank you for the reminder."

"Brother Yun, you're welcome, what I don't like the most in Longfang is these profiteers, if I change anyone today, I will also remind you, by the way, Brother Yun, if you really need ghost python oil, it's best to go to the ghost horse auction house, there is a lot of money, and the price is fair."

"Okay, then I'll go to the Ghost Horse Auction House later, thank you, Brother Long."

Seeing that Yun Zhongyan was still so polite, Long Fang hurriedly said.

"Brother Yun, you're welcome, by the way, I'm going to go to the Ghost Horse Auction House, do you want to go together."

"Okay".

When Yun Zhongyan was about to follow Long Fang to the Ghost Horse Auction House, the old man said in a hurry.

"Wait, this boy and Young Master Long, the old man is indeed the first time to come here to set up a stall, and I don't know you Young Master Long, but, Young Master Long, you can't talk nonsense, my bottle of ghost python oil is really the best ghost python oil, it is definitely worth the money, in order to prove my sincerity, I will show it to you now."