The old man groaned, as if he was thinking about what those masters said, and then said: "Actually, the master in the pavilion doesn't talk much, but the quality of this thing is tough, it is not soaked in water and fire, and it has some wind attribute characteristics, if it is smelted in the wind attribute spirit weapon, it can be used in unexpected ways." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Wind attributes?" Qingya raised his eyebrows, but he was a little surprised, but when he injected mana into it, he did feel a strange feeling, it turned out to be the wind attribute.

"Not bad." The old man nodded, "Wind attribute things are the best things for refining flying magic weapons, not only are they extremely fast, but they can also greatly reduce mana consumption, which is very rare. Therefore, there are not many wind-attributed logistics on the market, but each piece is priceless and valuable. ”

"And what is the value of this thing?" Qingya asked.

"If the predecessors really fancy this thing, they only need to produce five hundred spars." The old man replied without thinking.

This answer was a bit unexpected by Qingya, according to what the other party said before, the wind attribute thing should be extremely precious and valuable, but why only five hundred spars.

"The seniors think the price is a bit low." The old man's face was a little embarrassed, and when he saw Qingya nodded, he showed a wry smile and said slowly: "The predecessors don't know, although the wind attribute thing is extremely effective, but if you want to really exert its power, you need a certain amount. Although the things in the hands of the predecessors are good, the number is only this one, which is embarrassing and useful, and the value is naturally greatly discounted, and they even think that the price of this pavilion is too high. So even 500 spars have never been sold. ”

When Qingya heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly realize that he thought deeply of what the old man said.

Just as he was about to return this thing to the old man, he was suddenly stunned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his calm, and the old man on the other side did not notice anything strange at all.

"Okay, I'll have this."

As soon as these words came out, the old man looked a little disbelieving, stunned for a moment, and only then did he react when he saw what Qingya said solemnly.

The reason why he took out this thing was just to give it a try, but he didn't expect Qingya to be really willing to buy it, which was indeed a big surprise to him.

"By the way, I don't know what the name of this thing is?"

After the transaction was completed, Qingya also looked quite satisfied, paused and asked again.

"Hehe, this thing is very unfamiliar to even the masters in the pavilion, how do you know what it is called, and what the seniors want to call it is."

Qingya nodded, put it in the storage bag, and glanced around.

"What else do you need?"

After selling an item, the old man was in a good mood, smiling, and facing Qingya more and more respectfully.

"What kind of defensive magic weapons do you have here, you don't need to take out ordinary things." Qingya pointed to the low-grade spiritual weapons on the shelves around him and said in a deep voice.

"Defensive magic weapons..."The old man thought for a while, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes, and said: "The little one thinks about it, recently I have indeed entered a batch of good spiritual weapons in the Floating Cloud Pavilion, all of which are top-level low-grade spiritual weapons, and one of them happens to be exactly what the seniors need. ”

"Oh, where is this, take it out for me to see." Qingya replied with interest.

However, the old man shook his head, looked apologetic, and replied in a low voice: "Senior, don't be strange, this thing is not in the store at the moment, but is kept by the head of the house." ”

Qingya is no stranger to the word "leader", knowing its identity is equivalent to the shopkeeper of this store, and the old man in front of him is just a little two.

"Where is your head now?"

"Lord Deacon went to the Water Hall, where to participate in the trade fair, those magic weapons on his body are the things of this transaction." The old man paused and said: "Calculate the time, the trade fair is almost about to start, if the seniors leave now, they may be able to catch up." ”

Hearing this, Qingya's expression suddenly became ugly, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is Shui Tang?" ”

The so-called water hall is just an ordinary attic located in the easternmost side of Shuijiafang City, and the trade fair mentioned by the old man is held here.

This kind of trade is held once a month, and each time it is jointly presided over by the three firms in the market, and in the middle of it, they can take out the goods they want to sell, and openly ask the highest price to get it. It's a deal, but it's more like an auction.

And this time at the fair, Piaoyun Pavilion happened to be one of the hosts, and most of the new spiritual weapons in its store were prepared for this fair.

After all, being able to show off at the trade fair will also be very beneficial to the business of Piaoyun Pavilion in the future.

If you want to participate in the fair, you need to pay 100 hedrons, and there are no other restrictions. However, a hundred spars is not a small amount, especially for those Qi Sea Realm cultivators, it is undoubtedly a sky-high price, so most of them are turned away. Those who have the strength to participate in the fair, those with the lowest cultivation have also reached the half-step Lingxuan realm, and most of them have already broken through the Lingxuan, and even there are quite a few mid-stage monks.

There is a special person guarding the outside of the water hall, and Qingya is only allowed to enter after paying one hundred spars. When I walked in and took a look, I found that there were almost 20 people sitting inside.

Among them is a round platform, on which stands an old man in a purple robe, with white hair and beard, full of red light, holding an object in his hand, which is a loud introduction of something, which from time to time causes a low cry from everyone in the field.

Apparently the trade fair has already begun.

Qingya picked up a seat at random and sat down, only to hear the old man's deep voice spread throughout the entire hall, and said, "Okay, this snake cocoon has been introduced, and I also showed you the power of expiration before, and now I will start trading." ”

"Two thousand spars."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, someone in the audience impatiently quoted a price, causing everyone to turn their heads to look, but they saw a pale young man, who looked like he was in the early stage of cultivating as Lingxuan.

"Hmph, two thousand spars are trying to get their hands on this magic weapon, it's really a dream, I'll give four thousand."

At this moment, a rather cold voice came from the other side, and a burly bald man sat on a chair and said word by word.

This bald man has reached the peak of the middle stage of Lingxuan, and he is only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck of the late stage, and he is one of the highest cultivators here, and it seems that he has a fierce reputation in this Shuijiafang City, and many people look at him with a sense of fear, and for a while, no one dares to speak again, which makes Qingya very curious.

"It's rare for Hushan Daoyou to value this thing, it's really an honor for our store." The old man showed a smile on his face, hugged his fist at the bald man, coughed lightly, looked around, and continued to shout: "Four thousand spars, but there are still people who are willing to pay a higher price than this." ”

"Okay, Daoist friends don't need to be called, since I have already made a bid, they naturally don't dare to compete with me, besides, four thousand spars is not a small amount, you don't suffer a loss."

The bald man interrupted impatiently, only to see the old man shake his head helplessly and smile bitterly, and said, "Okay, then this thing is Hu Daoyou's." After that, he asked a boy who was standing by to deliver it to the bald man.

With this magic weapon called Snake Ling, I don't know what to trade out, the old man clapped his hands again, and a graceful woman walked up to the stage, holding a red case in her hand, covered with a red cloth, and handed it to the old man.

"Next, the old man wants to exhibit things, but we Qixinglou has been preparing for this trade fair for a long time to press the treasure at the bottom of the box, I believe that many Taoist friends have already received the news, and they are here to participate in this trade fair."

After the old man's generous speech, he successfully aroused everyone's appetite, and everyone stared at the red cloth intently, without blinking.

Taking everyone's expressions into his eyes, the old man's face also showed a touch of pride, and he continued: "Okay, the old man will no longer sell Guanzi, fellow Daoists, look at what this is." ”

After that, the red cloth was picked up, and a dark red thing that exuded the smell of blood was immediately presented in front of everyone.

Qingya's face also showed a hint of curiosity, this thing was only the size of a fist, like a red, irregular rock, from a distance to detect the slightest special, only close to the front can smell the smell of blood emanating from it, but it is not recognized at all.

When most of the people in the venue saw this thing, they all showed the same expressions as Qingya, and only a few people were different from others, seemingly calm, but their eyes were full of greed and fanaticism that were difficult to hide, which made this thing even more unusual.

"The old man will introduce to you, the name of this thing is called Linglong Heart."

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