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Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he scooped up the transmission note in his palm, and then injected his divine sense into ...... After a while, Ye Feng raised his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it turned out that the Fang Market was about to be held.

Fortunately, his magic weapon had been refined, and after calculating the time, Ye Feng's body moved, turned into an afterimage and walked out of the room.

He followed the location described in the transmission note and went all the way, and encountered several interrogations in the process, but after he showed the jade plate, he walked unhindered and came to a building.

Like the resting environment, it is also made of strange spiritual wood.

However, compared to the resting pavilion, the pavilion here is obviously much larger, especially the middle one, which is more than ten times larger. Colorful light emanated from all sides of the pavilion, and it was strange and extraordinary to look at.

At the entrance of the main hall, there were two monks dressed in purple, and a statue of a monster, the statue was several feet long, and its appearance and posture were very similar to the python in the mortal world, but it was a little bigger.

This beast's name is Purple Gold Python!

It is the mountain protection spirit animal of the cold mountain gate.

However, unlike the demon beasts that were captive in other sects, the Purple Gold Python had a respected status and was not an elder-level figure in its own sect, so it was difficult for anyone to urge it.

After a long period of time, the Purple Gold Python has advanced to the eighth-order supreme demon beast, and its strength is comparable to that of a master of the Feather Realm.

Even if it is the head of Hanzi Mountain, the Tao is mysterious, and he can compete with the purple gold python, and the victory or defeat is only five or five.

If you wait another thousand years, no one can say whether the beast can advance to the ninth level.

At that time, Hanshanmen's status in Youzhou was naturally very different from now.

Therefore, the status of the purple python is respected.

After all, not all demon beasts can grow like him.

Most of the demon beasts, since birth, the rank has been determined, although with the passage of time, the strength can also be slightly enhanced, but it is very limited.

The demon beasts that can grow and advance only account for less than one percent of the number of demon beast species.

And even if it is this part, it is not possible to advance infinitely, for example, the Purple Gold Python was only a first-order supreme demon beast when it was young, but as long as it has been allowed to cultivate, it can theoretically advance to the fourth-level lower grade, which is equivalent to a monk in the early stage of feathering.

Don't be dissatisfied, this is already very remarkable, and most of the advanced demon beasts will be capped at the fifth order.

The purple gold python is already a wild species, an extremely rare spirit beast, even in the wild, a hundred thousand mountains, and a poisonous wasteland, it is rare to see it, let alone in captivity by monks.

The more this kind of demon beast, the more difficult it is to tame, even the ancestor of the Hanshan Sect has spent a lot of effort to subdue this beast.

It is one of the three treasures of Hanshan Gate.

Three treasures, one is a strange flower and a different grass, and a seven-colored grass for ten thousand years.

In the back mountain of the place where the Hanshan Gate Sect is located, there is a Hundred Flowers Valley, which is not large, but it has sufficient aura, and what is especially commendable is that there are many spiritual herbs and strange medicines in ancient times.

The second is the purple python.

The third is the magic weapon of the Hanshan Gate, the Yin and Yang Soul Mirror.

This thing is also left by the founding patriarch of Hanshan Gate, this treasure has been cultivated in the body of the two of them with true feather fire for tens of thousands of years, the power is amazing, and it has reached the realm of spiritual treasure.

Originally, as a monk's natal magic weapon, outsiders could not use it after the fall of the master.

Unless you slowly use your true essence to erase the mark of the former master.

However, since the two founding patriarchs sat down, there have been no monks in the feather stage in Hanshan Gate at all, so naturally they can't refine this treasure.

As soon as Ye Feng arrived at the door of the main hall, the purple-clothed monk standing on the left frowned, and stretched out his hand to block the way: "Fellow Daoists, this is not a place for Nirvana monks to enter." ”

"I know, it's the seniors of the feather period who hold a trade fair inside, right, but I'm also eligible to participate in it. ”

While speaking, he handed over the jade card, the purple-clothed monk listened to it, was stunned, glanced at Ye Feng, and then, took the jade card, watched it repeatedly, and after verifying that it was correct, he threw it back to Ye Feng: "So that's the case, it's rude, Taoist friends please come in." ”

A trace of envy also flashed on his face, just like Wu Ziye's expression when he announced that he had obtained the qualifications of ten people, Ye Feng was silent on the surface, and began to wonder in his heart, what is so special about this trade fair, why the monks in the Nirvana period all seem to attach great importance to each other, and even fight for their lives, and the other eliminated people are also envious and jealous.

The three of them had doubts in their hearts, but on the surface, Ye Feng didn't say anything, anyway, the answer would be revealed soon, he gently pushed open the door of the store and walked in with an indifferent expression.

Behind him, the two disciples of the Cold Mountain Sect whispered.

"Senior brother, I heard that the screening of the Nirvana monks to participate in the trade fair this time is extremely harsh, almost fighting for their lives, this Taoist friend is only a cultivator in the early stage of Nirvana, how can it be a guò, it can't be fake, right?"

"What nonsense, this time the selection of people, although it was presided over by Senior Brother Wu Ziye on the surface, but I heard that it was the elders in the door who secretly checked it, although I don't know what the specific process is, but there will never be a mistake. ”

"It's just that his cultivation in the early stage of Nirvana ......"

"What about the initial cultivation, although he is now a monk of the same level as me, but if that blessing falls on his head, I will be impressed in the blink of an eye, if it is not for my Hanshan Gate's exercises...... How can such a good thing come to a foreign monk......"

The latter words were intermittent, and Ye Feng couldn't hear them very clearly, but the discussion between the two of them had already moved his heart.

That's when it happened.

"Brother Ye......"

A familiar voice came into his ears, and Shi Hanyan actually came from behind again, Ye Feng couldn't help grinning, but soon his expression was as usual: "Hehe, my brother has also arrived?"

"yes, a little later than the eldest brother, how about we go in together?"

"Good!"

Ye Feng and Shi Hanyan walked into the hall while talking and laughing.

The entire lobby is wide and ruthless, thousands of square meters, surrounded by gorgeous patterns.

Dozens of pillars with five people standing around it, supporting the pavilion. The whole hall is beautiful. It's like a fairyland.

At this time, about thirty monks came here, standing and sitting, talking to each other.

Yan Ran formed a small group, talking and laughing, of course, there is no shortage of lonely people, some are closing their eyes to recuperate, and some are arrogant and do not want to make friends with the people around them.

Hearing the footsteps, the monks couldn't help but turn their heads, and suddenly dozens of eyes fell on Ye Feng and Shi Hanyan, the two of them couldn't help but stiffen their expressions, their footsteps also stopped, and cold sweat appeared on their foreheads. And those Feather Stage monks turned their heads unconcerned after seeing the cultivation of the two of them clearly, but if Ye Feng was not mistaken, there were actually a few people who faintly flashed a trace of envy...... Even the master of the Feather Transformation Period has this expression, this matter is too weird. In the face of so many masters, Ye Feng lowered his head slightly, it was the flying stone cold smoke, and at this time, he also changed his playful look, and the two of them found an inconspicuous place to sit down.

Although Ye Feng thinks that his cultivation is good, he doesn't dare to look at people with his divine sense here, and the people here, any feather old monster can take his own life lightly.

Soon, a familiar figure fell into view.

Fire clouds!

Nirvana cultivators who qualify with them.

He was still dressed in a red robe, a little earlier than them, and he was standing behind a feather cultivator with a respectful expression, but the two of them were not like master and apprentice, and they looked quite similar, perhaps because of their blood relationship.

This is not surprising, in the cultivation realm, there are many cultivators who are related by blood.

Coincidentally, Huoyun also happened to look over, and the two looked at each other, and the hostility in Huoyun's eyes was not concealed at all.

Ye Feng's heart moved, pretending to be casual, and he didn't even look at the other party.

After waiting for about an hour, new monks entered the main hall one after another, all of them were masters of the Feather Stage, and there was not a single foreign monk here. It's all the monks of the Ice Local.

Time continued to pass, but everyone did not have the slightest expression of impatience, after all, they were cultivators, and this bit of patience was still there.

"Whew......"

Suddenly, a light breeze blew, and an old man in a yellow robe with white hair and beard was blowing. It appeared in the lobby.

The other monks all turned their heads when they heard this, and many of them still had a slightly respectful expression on their faces: Chaos Reborn King's Landing/23488/.

This old man has an ordinary appearance, but his cultivation has reached the realm of feathering, and he is the current head of Hanshan Gate, Hanzi Mountain.

Hanzishan came to the front of the main hall, and hugged his fist at everyone with a smile: "Welcome all colleagues to my Hanshan Gate, and now please take out the items you want to exchange." ”

"Well said, well said. ”

The other Feather Stage masters also returned the favor and smiled, but no one did anything, for no other reason, the purpose of everyone's trip was mainly something unique to Hanshan Gate, otherwise the transactions of Feather Stage monks would abound, why bother to come all the way to this deserted place.

For this, Han Zishan also knew it, just a polite word, after a little silence, he spoke: "Since all the Taoist friends are not willing to come first, how about letting the old man come first?"

"Just a real person, please. ”

Ye Feng's attention was also focused on the front, although he knew that these high-level monks next to him must be worth a lot of money, but fortunately, the Ten Thousand Year Cold Spirit Grass did not have any other outstanding uses except for refining the Condensing Pill, as long as there were no people deliberately finding fault and fighting with themselves, they should be able to take it down.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Hanzi Mountain flipped over and had three more small boxes in his hand, each supported by a layer of blue light, suspended in mid-air.

Han Zishan flicked his fingers, a white light flew out, the lid of the box opened, but what flew out was a spirit rune, this talisman was about half the size of a palm, the blue light was shining, and there was a faint golden text looming on it, which looked quite extraordinary.

From the time he was a low-level monk in the spirit stage, Ye Feng had formed an indissoluble bond with the talisman, and this kind of treasure that sealed the spell in it and could be instantaneous during battle was very useful.

However, the spirit rune in front of him was obviously very different from what he had used before, could it be...... Before the thoughts in his heart were finished, Han Zishan stroked his beard and spoke: "This is a heaven-level spirit rune refined by our sect......"

Sure enough, it was a heaven-level talisman, Ye Feng listened attentively, but most of the other monks around him showed a look of disappointment, although unlike human-level talismans, earth-level talismans are rarely bought in the market, but for the monks of the feather stage, it is not a rare thing, and there are naturally not many people who are interested. Han Zishan took in everyone's expressions one by one, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face, and continued to explain with a smile: "Although our sect is located in the northern frontier, and its magical powers cannot be compared with all the colleagues here, but in the same way as the retreat technique, it also has a lot of experience, and this talisman seal is on top of the proud escape method of our sect.

"The end of the world!"

The monk's face, who had been lacking in interest, changed and looked at this strange spirit rune. Of course, the words above Hanzi Mountain are polite words, although Hanshan Gate does not have Nirvana monks now, but the Taoist magic power is not trivial, especially the escape technique used when the enemy escapes, it is even more miraculous, of course, the ruler of the world is exaggerated, but if it is not that the realm is much higher than the other party, or there are special exercises, this spell is cast, and it is really not easy to intercept it.

So it's best to use it to save your life. For thousands of years, I don't know how many people have thought about stealing teachers. However, the Taoism of Hanshanmen is different, although it is not like the ghost Dao and the supernatural power has the obstacle of yin spiritual power, but the mood pays attention to entering the world, which is completely different from the general Xuanmen secret art, which pays attention to the key of stopping the water and not being disturbed by the world, and it can even be said to be contrary and incompatible.

In other words, even if a person from another sect obtains the magic of the end of the world, he will not be able to learn this secret technique.

However, the spirit rune in front of him is different, the spell of the end of the world has been sealed in it, and as long as the spiritual power is slightly injected, it can be driven lightly.

Although it can't be said that with this treasure there is an extra life, at least in the event of danger, the chance of being able to escape will increase a lot.

Quite a few people are already gearing up.

"May I ask the real person, who made this spirit rune. A black-robed old man glanced at the rune with desire.

Everyone was stunned, and they all showed expressions of concern, this Taoist friend is really sensitive, you know, the same kind of spell, cast by different people, the power is also very different.

"It's made by the old man. Han Zishan smiled and held the spirit talisman in his hand: "If there are any Taoist friends who are interested, only two thousand top-grade yuan stones are needed." ”

Two thousand top-grade Yuan Stones!

After this number was reported, everyone looked at each other and was silent, although as a monk in the Feather Stage, this amount must be available to everyone, but a spirit rune, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be too expensive.

No one wants to be wronged, not to mention that the fair has just begun, and it must be that the more you go to the back, the more precious things become, so the monks are holding their purses tightly and are unwilling to take a light shot.

As the head of the generation, Han Zishan was also very calm, there was no disappointment on his face, and with a gesture of his hand, the empty wooden box flew back into his hand, and he was about to put away the spirit rune.

"Senior, can you give the spirit talisman to the junior?"

As soon as a clear voice came into his ears, Han Zishan raised his head and saw an ordinary-looking young man walking over, walking steadily, but his cultivation was only in the early stage of Nirvana.

He was slightly surprised, but soon he regained his normal expression, smiled indifferently, and threw the spirit rune like Ye Feng.

After leaving his hand, the talisman turned into a ray of green light and flew into Ye Feng's palm.

Holding it in his hand, Ye Feng swept it slightly with his divine sense, this thing was really different from the spirit rune, the spirit rune had just started, but he felt a strange energy flowing in his hand.

Ye Feng was not surprised, although it was the first time to come into contact with the spirit rune, but he had already known a lot about this thing, the power of the heaven-level spell was powerful, and the spiritual power contained was much more than that of the human-level, and the power was much greater. After thinking for a while, Ye Feng took out a storage bag from his waist and handed it to Han Zishan's hand: "Senior, I want this spirit rune." ”

"Well, Xiaoyou put it away. ”

Ye Feng returned to his seat.

"Congratulations, eldest brother, for obtaining this spirit rune!" Shi Hanyan raised his hand to congratulate.

"Hehe, we may not be able to afford the things below, we just don't want to go home empty-handed. Ye Fengkou said unconcernedly, it doesn't matter if the other party doesn't believe it, anyway, everyone is just meeting for the first time, and they can't talk about each other.

The trade will continue.

Although he was silent on the surface, he was able to sell the spirit rune, and Han Zishan also showed a happy look in his heart, after all, this first transaction failed, and it would definitely have some impact on the following transactions.

With a flick of his fingers, another white light flew out, opening the lid of the second box, and this time it was a jasper bottle with a bottle of elixir...... Then, Hanzishan began to be introduced.

Time passed quickly, and soon the sun was close to noon, and the Hanshan Gate was really extraordinary, and it was not in vain that all the masters of the Feather Transformation Period came from afar, and the things that were taken out behind became more and more precious, and a few of them even made the monks present scramble.

Ye Feng watched coldly, but he was a little anxious in his heart.

Although in this process, Hanzi Mountain has also taken out two precious medicinal herbs, both of which were quite famous in ancient times and are now extinct, but the 10,000-year-old cold grass has never appeared.

Ye Feng couldn't help but think of a possibility, although the pharmacy owner said that Hanshanmen had this thing, but in case the other party didn't plan to take it out this time.

Do you want to open your own mouth?

Regardless of whether the other party wants to or not, it doesn't do much good to you if you are so presumptuous. Ye Feng was thinking hard about countermeasures in his heart, of course, on the surface, he was still silent at all.

He didn't want the trip to go through all the trouble and just get a talisman back.

Speaking of that earth-level spirit rune, two thousand top-grade yuan stones are indeed a bit expensive, but Ye Feng knows that the spirit rune of the escape method has always been extremely expensive, and this spirit rune is also from the hands of the feather master. When it is critical, you may be able to save your own life!

Ye Feng has always pursued caution and no big mistakes, and with more back-hands, in the cultivation realm, it will always be useful.

However, no matter how good this talisman is, it is only bought by the way, and the goal of his trip is the 10,000-year-old cold grass.

Seeing that the trade fair was coming to an end, although Hanzishan still took out one or two items from his arms from time to time, they were all magic weapons, spiritual weapons, or refining materials, demon beast bones and fur and other things, and there was no spirit grass...... The hope is getting slimmer and slimmer, Ye Feng's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, but at this moment, Han Zishan, who was exchanging items with a mid-stage feather monk, suddenly jumped with white eyebrows, a strange expression flashed on his face, and hurriedly put the magic weapon that had not yet been exchanged into his arms, and said with a fist: "I'm sorry, there is a senior here, I need to go and greet him." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the monks' answers, his body flickered, turned into a red light, and flew out of the main hall.

Predecessor?

Hearing this word, Ye Feng was stunned, you must know that Hanzi Mountain is a cultivator in the middle stage of feathering, so he can be called a senior person...... Is it still above him? ？

It was really a big surprise for Ye Feng to have a monk of this level come here, you must know that the peak master does not need to participate in the trade fair at all, and the items he needs are filial piety to his own disciples.

Although this news was too shocking, Ye Feng's city government quickly came back to his senses and glanced up at the surroundings.

I saw that Shi Hanyan's expression was also a little dazed, and at the same time very shocked, although this person was good at disguise, but what was revealed now should be the real love.

And that Huoyun clenched his hands into fists, his face was full of surprise, and the gaze that looked at himself and Shi Hanyan was even more full of strong hostility, and it could even be said to be murderous.

But he obviously has no grievances with him, although Ye Feng is smart, but for a while, he can't figure it out.

Of course, a Nirvana stage monk, Ye Feng didn't pay attention to it, but the one next to him, who was similar in appearance to Huoyun, but was also full of hostility towards himself, should pay attention.

Speaking of feathering stage monks, Han Zishan can't say goodbye without saying goodbye, but it is really rude to leave so inexplicably, but those feathering stage masters seem to know something, and they don't have a dissatisfied look.

On the contrary, he kept sweeping around with a rather strange gaze on himself, Shi Hanyan, and Huoyun.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, and smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that only himself and Shi Hanyan know nothing!

Regardless of whether the two were friends before or not, but at this time, they were surprisingly consistent, full of blankness. Ye Feng turned his head and was about to discuss with Shi Hanyan, when his face suddenly changed greatly, and an indescribable powerful spiritual power came in from outside.

Under the shroud of that terrible coercion, Ye Feng felt as if his heart had stopped beating,

Shi Hanyan next to him also turned pale, as for the other Feather Stage cultivators, although they were slightly better, there were also many people who had fine sweat like spider webs on their foreheads.

Ye Feng was shocked in his heart, if he had a little doubt just now, then now he was almost certain, except for the old monster in the late stage of feathering, who else had such an amazing momentum? And this person's aura was not much worse than that of the Heavenly Killing Demon Venerable.

For a moment, the hall was silent, and no one dared to speak, let alone move their bodies at will.

A moment later,

The terrifying coercion of spiritual power surged in like the furious waves of the sea. Fortunately, the feeling came and went quickly, and after a few seconds, the pressure on my body suddenly disappeared.

Ye Feng's face was as pale as paper. There was a look of horror on his face.

The first thing that caught my eye was still the slightly old face of Hanzi Mountain, but at this moment, the head of this faction, a master in the middle of the feather period, had a respectful look on his face, and it could even be said that he was cautiously accompanying a blue-eyed old man.

In addition to the strange eyes of this old man, the whole person's popularity is extraordinary, and after the aura is restrained, he can't feel the slightest mana fluctuation in his body, "Fellow Daoists, I would like to introduce to you a senior, this is the blue-eyed ancestor, the name of his old man, I believe all Daoists have heard of it." Han Zishan said with a smile.

Blue-eyed ancestor?

Although the monks present had already guessed a thing or two after seeing this old man's appearance, once they confirmed it in person, most of the people's faces still showed a look of surprise.

Ye Feng also raised his head in some surprise.

Although this old man rarely appears in front of people, in terms of fame, he is a few Supreme Elders of the Seven Giants, and even the Heavenly Slayer Demon Venerable, all of whom are not as good as him.

This is not to say that the cultivation, the old monsters in the feather period, all of them have vast magical powers, except for the Heavenly Slayer Demon Venerable, who has entered the late stage, and has refined the second elemental god, it is obviously better than the others, and the rest of the feather period monks should be equal.

The blue-eyed ancestor is the same level as the Heavenly Slayer Demon Venerable, and compared to the other party, it is even a little stronger.

The reason why he is so famous is that this old man has no sect and no sect, but is a loose cultivator.

You must know that cultivating to the realm of feathering, the elixir used is even more incalculable, how powerful the feathering period is, if you want to cultivate to this realm, needless to say, the amount of pill yuan stones consumed is absolutely astronomical, even a medium-sized sect cannot afford it, not to mention that there is no big tree to rely on to enjoy the cool casual cultivation. However, there are no absolutes, and just about a thousand years ago, this myth was shattered. A blue-eyed monk has successfully feathered, and since this person stepped into the cultivation world, he has never been attached to any sect family.

People respected this newly advanced Feather Cultivator as the Blue-Eyed Ancestor, and naturally there were countless forces that wanted to win him over, but this old man refused one by one.

Although the major forces are unwilling, they also make it helpless, and a fool will offend an old monster in the feathering period. Don't fail to recruit the other party at that time, but make the other party disgusted, and at that time, it will lead to death.

What's more, although this person is not a demonic monk, he has a strange personality. Moodiness.

After all the monks were surprised, naturally no one dared to slack off, and they all wanted to salute this old monster at the peak of feathering.

"That's it!"

The blue-eyed ancestor waved his hand, then found the top position and did it.

Then his gaze swept over the hall,

The monks all stayed quietly, not daring to speak for fear of being careless, angering each other and causing death.

"Huh?"

Facing the Feathering Stage cultivators below, the Blue-Eyed Ancestor didn't pay much attention to it, and when his eyes came into contact with Huoyun's body, he only swept it slightly.

But when his gaze turned to a corner south of the main hall, he exhaled softly, with a look of surprise on his face.

The others were naturally shocked, after all, something that could surprise a peak old monster must be no small thing, and nine times out of ten they turned their heads.

The figures of two teenagers came into view.

Everyone looked at it for a long time, but they didn't see anything strange, they were just two ordinary monks in the early stage of Nirvana.

I don't know how Shi Hanyan feels at the moment, anyway, although Ye Feng can still remain silent on the surface, his heart is also beating wildly.

With his city mansion, he naturally thought of the reason why the other party was surprised, although the qi accumulation technique in the Nine Heavens Xuangong was magical, but after all, he was only a cultivator in the middle stage of Nirvana, and there was no problem in hiding from the monks in the early stage of feathering, but if he wanted to hide from the peak old monster, he would definitely not be able to do it with his cultivation.

"The exercises practiced by the two little friends are good, and it seems that they should have a great background. The words of the blue-eyed patriarch reassured Ye Feng a lot, and the other party did not mean to debunk it on the spot, although this sentence also caused a lot of surprised eyes. At the same time, it also confirmed Ye Feng's conjecture, that Shi Hanyan was really the same as himself.