Zhao Zhengyang slowly pulled out a long sword full of aura from his waist, reluctantly clasped his backhand on the table, sighed and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the old man wants to use this sword to add a medium-grade spirit stone to exchange it for a solid ginseng or Peiyuan fruit." ”

"What? Solid ginseng or peiyuan fruit? That's a fourth-order elixir! ”

The entire hall was immediately silent, Zhao Zhengyang's flying sword was a low-grade magic weapon, plus a medium-grade spirit stone, the total value was at least four hundred lower-grade spirit stones, but Guben Ginseng and Pei Yuan Fruit were both fourth-order elixirs, and they could be met but not sought, they were extremely rare in the cultivation realm, and they were the main medicine of refining Zhuji Dan, even if there were spirit stones, they might not be able to buy them.

In the entire hall, almost all the monks understood that Zhao Zhengyang had not much longevity, he wanted to sell all the treasures on his body, collect an elixir for refining Zhuji Dan, if he was lucky, he successfully refined a Zhuji Dan, and after taking it, he would encounter great luck again, maybe he would ascend to the sky in one step and become a Zhuji monk, and his longevity would increase by another hundred years, which would be much better than doing nothing now and waiting for death silently!

The fourth-order elixir, except for the Feiyun Sect, is probably not something that these small Qi refining sects can have, but even if it is the Feiyun Sect, it is not willing to have a foundation building monk in the affiliated sects, so Zhao Zhengyang is destined to get nothing.

He seemed to have expected this to be the case, and with a slightly depressed expression, he silently put his sword into its sheath without saying a word.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Zhang Haiyun's eyes, and he smiled: "Since no one has what Master Zhao needs, then please be next!" Master Yin, what treasure are you going to trade? ”

Yin Qianxi laughed dryly, took out a stack of talismans from his arms, and said loudly: "Old man, there are nine third-order 'Fireball Technique' talismans here, and replace them with a fire spirit crystal, I don't know which Taoist friend has it?" ”

All the leaders looked at each other, but no one answered, Mo Wentian sighed in his heart that it was a pity, originally he killed three fire spirits in the cold ice grotto, and he got three fire spirit crystals, but in order to resist the cold ice qi in the grotto, all the fire spirit crystals were consumed, and only three ice spirit crystals remained, otherwise, maybe he would make this deal with Yin Qianxi.

Seeing that no one answered, Yin Qianxi was a little disappointed, and was about to signal the next one, when suddenly in the corner of the main hall, a person shouted loudly: "Master Yin, there is a piece of fire spirit crystal here, but the quality is a little impure, as long as you give a suitable price, you will sell it in the next place." ”

Mo Wentian followed the voice and looked at it, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils, that person was Tao Mengran, the head of the Haoran Sect, I saw him pour out of the storage bag, and a fiery red spar fell on the table, a puff of green smoke rose, and the table seemed to be burned out of a pit, and the spar was deeply trapped in it, and in an instant, the temperature of the entire hall seemed to rise.

Yin Qianxi got up and left his seat, and walked over slowly, he was also extremely powerful, he actually reached out and grabbed the fire spirit crystal in the palm of his hand, his brows only frowned slightly, then he held the fire spirit crystal in the palm of his hand, carefully observed, and sighed for a long time: "This fire spirit crystal is not very pure, but it is also rare, Master Tao, how about six third-order 'fireball technique' talismans?" ”

Tao Mengran smiled and said, "Master Yin's price is fair, this is naturally okay." ”

Yin Qianxi put the Fire Spirit Crystal into his storage bag, took out six of the third-order 'Fireball Technique' talismans, threw them on Tao Mengran's table, turned around and left.

Mo Wentian's heart sank, this Tao Mengran's cultivation had been reduced to the seventh level of qi refining, and he could easily put him to death, but now that he had obtained six third-order 'Fireball Technique' talismans, he had to make people jealous.

Although Yin Qianxi did not get the pure fire spirit crystal, it was quite rewarding, and after he sat down satisfied, behind him was Zi Yingdong, the head of the Nine Leaves Valley, who was a female monk, and he didn't know how old she really was? But judging from her appearance, she seems to be only twenty or thirty years old, she has a gorgeous face, a graceful posture, and infinite magic power all over her body, which makes it difficult to take your eyes off.

Zi Yingdong's eyes were fascinating, and between the flow of her eyes, many people looked at the clay sculpture, and she said with pear cheeks: "Senior brothers, the little sister still lacks a hibiscus snow lotus in refining the Zhuyan Pill?" I don't know which senior brother in Lu Dao has it? ”

Zhu Yan Pill is a third-order elixir, after taking it, it can keep the content of the person who takes it for fifty years and will not age, it has an irresistible attraction for female monks, and the main medicine for refining Zhuyan Pill is Hibiscus Snow Lotus, which is a third-order elixir, which is worth no less than fifty lower-grade spirit stones in the cultivation market. ,

Zi Yingdong's voice was very coquettish, Mo Wentian heard it in his ears, only to feel a burst of heart shaking, his soul was intoxicated, and he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, he looked around left and right, and sure enough, there were many monks with slightly worse concentration, their faces were red, their eyes were angry, and they seemed to be a little unclear, and the head of one of the sects shouted loudly: "Purple Boss, Guo Shuntian, the head of the Xuanling Sect in Xia, Furong Snow Lotus, there is a plant here." ”

Zi Yingdong's charming eyes glanced at him, which made the head of Guo feel uncomfortable, hurriedly got up from the seat, took out a snow-white hibiscus snow lotus from the storage bag, and presented it with both hands and said, "Zi master, this is the hibiscus snow lotus you are looking for?" ”

Zi Yingdong Jiaojiao responded, then handed out the slender hand like a white lotus, reached out and took the elixir, and put it in the storage bag, Mo Wentian saw it really, that Zi Yingdong was actually in the wrong hand, and the green and jade fingers stroked the back of the Guo master's hand, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and said secretly: "This Zi Yingdong really doesn't know how to check!" However, the high-level spell 'Confusion Technique' she cultivated was very powerful, and this person was extremely difficult to mess with. ”

The head of the Xuanling Sect Guo was naturally like an electric shock, the pestle froze there, and gave others a third-order elixir for nothing, but he didn't know it, and after a long time, he retreated with a red face and red ears, and no one in the hall laughed at him.

After Zi Yingdong got a hibiscus ice lotus, he was very proud, and said to Jia Yi, the head of Qingyuan Pavilion who was closing his eyes and contemplating on the side, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jia, my little sister has got what she needs, it's your turn." ”

Jia Yidao seemed to be asleep, and said after a long time: "The old man has nothing to trade, there are thirty pills of Yijin Pill here, and the one with the highest price will get it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a small bottle from the storage bag and opened the lid, which emitted a thick aura.

Yi Jin Dan is a cultivation elixir from the eighth layer of Qi refining to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, only one can be refined every day, but the effect of one is as good as the cultivation effect of meditating for four days, in the cultivation market, it is the hard currency of high-level Qi refining monks, one Yi Jin Dan is worth six lower-grade spirit stones, but it is often a spirit stone, and it may not be able to buy pills, so after Jia Rudao threw out thirty Yi Jin Dan, the price was coaxed quickly, but most sect spirit stones are limited and do not have the ability to enjoy exclusively, so they joined forces to bid.

"Huijian Gate, Huaxian Gate, and Shushan sent out a price of one hundred and eighty-three lower-grade spirit stones."

"The Badao Gate and the Tibetan Sword Gate bid one hundred and eighty-seven lower-grade spirit stones."

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All the sects joined forces in twos and threes to raise the price of Yi Jin Dan, and the main hall became noisy, but at this moment, an old voice sounded: "Thirty Yi Jin Dan, Feiyun Gate bid two hundred and ten lower grade spirit stones." ”

"Is it Elder Zhang of Internal Affairs? Feiyunmen also wants to buy Yijin Dan? "The hall suddenly fell silent, Feiyunmen bid six lower-grade spirit stones per Yijing Dan, although the price is very high, but this is not the reason why the sects are dead, Feiyunmen is a behemoth in Qinghe County, but it can't be provoked, what Feiyunmen fancies, if you don't know how to go up and fight, it is tantamount to touching the tiger's buttocks, and if you don't know how to lose your ancestral inheritance.

"Since that's the case, these thirty pills of Yi Jin Dan will belong to Elder Zhang." Jia Yidao frowned, and seemed to be very reluctant to sell the elixir to Feiyunmen, but obviously there was no way, so he threw the small bottle containing Yi Jindan.

Zhang Haiyun smiled, stretched out his hand to take it, but without even looking at it, he put it in the storage bag, and then took out one hundred and eighty lower-grade spirit stones from it, and ordered the Feiyun Sect disciples who were standing on the side to send them over.

Jia Rudao took the spirit stone, closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was asleep.

Zhang Haiyun got thirty pills of Yijin Pill, seemed to be very happy, smiled for a long time, and then said, "Master Xue, what treasures do you want to trade?" ”

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