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On the streets, there are quite a few monks, and occasionally you can hear the sound of bargaining, which is very lively.

It seems that this Hanshan Gate does have some extraordinary features, otherwise it would not have attracted more than a thousand monks because of this workshop.

Ye Feng's goal was the Ten Thousand Years Cold Grass, but he didn't seem impatient, and he didn't even go to the street with the most pharmacies first, but followed the path that stretched from the valley mouth and entered the Fang City from the main entrance. Because the 10,000-year-old cold grass is not an ordinary thing, often those big stores do not necessarily have zài, now the place where Ye Feng goes, is the most lively place in the entire market, where all kinds of treasures are sold, all kinds of elixirs are innumerable, among which the magic weapons are mainly spiritual weapons, even yuan weapons or something, it is difficult to see, after all, the fang market here is very large, and the cultivation of the cultivators is generally very high, and these magic weapons that do not enter the stream naturally cannot enter the eyes of these monks. And there are also some spirit runes for sale, and there are also some spirit runes of not low grade, after all, in this cultivation world, magic weapons, spirit runes, and pills, these are very important for monks, especially some valuable equipment, when it comes to a critical time, maybe they can save a small life.

And Hanshanmen has a lot of miscellaneous learning, whether it is refining or talisman making, there is a lot of experience, especially alchemy, I heard that the sect has mastered several kinds of ancient times, and now it has been lost The method of making weapons, each kind of refining spirit weapon has additional attributes, and it is quite powerful. Therefore, as long as the spiritual weapons and magic weapons of the Hanshan Gate appear in Nanfang City, they will be snatched up by these gates. After all, the monk values his magic weapon and the like the most, even if it is for these magic weapons, he shines his own yuan stone, it is also willing, after all, there is only one small life, and there is no life, what do you want these yuan stones to do. Of course. The treasures of Hanshanmen are also very valuable, enough to bankrupt ordinary monks, but the immortal cultivators who will come to Hanshanmen also have a certain background, either there is a big sect behind them, or they have other adventures, they are very rich, and people who are idle will not appear in this fair.

Therefore, even though a spiritual weapon of the same grade is often twice or even three times as many yuan stones as outside, there are still a large number of monks who are willing to be "wronged".

At this time, Ye Feng looked at the two monks in the late stage of the Vault fighting for a jet-black spirit sword. The shape of the spirit sword was ordinary, and there was nothing attractive about it, but it was such a medium-grade spirit weapon, and it was priced at a thousand yuan stone. Although Ye Feng didn't care, he couldn't help but be secretly speechless, but after learning that this spirit weapon had some special attributes, with earth attributes, and "earth thorns", he didn't think it was strange, and it was indeed worth the money if he could bring attributes. Not to mention, this kind of treasure with additional attributes, even Ye Feng was a little excited, but after walking around the entire market, he was a little disappointed.

Most of the shops sold were medium-grade spiritual weapons, and the high-grade ones were sought-after goods, which not only attracted several monks to bid as soon as they appeared, but even some sects also participated in the robbery.

Ye Feng naturally wouldn't compete with them, anyway, he had the Ling Tian Sword in his hand, no matter how good these spiritual weapons were, they couldn't compare to his Ling Tian Sword.

What's more, although he is rich, in the past six months, he has purchased precious materials everywhere, and the yuan stone he has spent is really a lot, although he is not poor, but he is not rich.

So Ye Feng went shopping for a long time, and he didn't have anything to like.

Then, he finally came to a shop that sold medicinal herbs.

"Mancaokaku"

The location of this shop is excellent, in the middle of the entire street, and the shop pù has three floors. The first floor is three feet high. Although the decoration is average, people can't underestimate this pavilion at a glance.

Ye Feng groaned for a while, and slowly walked into it.

"Senior, is there anything I can help you with?"

As soon as Ye Feng entered the door, a guy from the secret storage period came up.

Ye Feng first glanced around, such a big shop, but the business was very deserted, only chatting with a few guests, the cultivation was in the secret storage period, and the items bought were not worth many yuan stones. Read the full text of the latest chapter.

Ye Feng didn't say that he needed the Ten Thousand Year Cold Spirit Grass as soon as he opened his mouth, but nodded lightly, and slowly patrolled the shop.

And the guy didn't have any dissatisfaction, and still stood by his side with a respectful expression.

After looking around for half a circle, Ye Feng showed a look of disappointment, in this Ten Thousand Grass Pavilion, there were some ordinary medicinal materials, and there was no Ten Thousand Years of Cold Spirit Grass that he was looking for.

However, Ye Feng was not very disappointed in his heart, because this 10,000-year-old cold spirit grass was a thing from the ancient period, and it had long been extinct outside. Whether you can meet it or not is a matter of two words.

Scarcity is expensive, even if this Wancao Pavilion has it, it is impossible to put it out so casually, it must be regarded as the treasure of the town.

Unconsciously, Ye Feng had been lingering in the Wancao Pavilion for several hours.

The guy was still smiling at first, but then his expression gradually froze, if the customer changed to another person, he must have been angry, and after shopping for a long time, nothing was sold. But this is not mortal dust, here is all about strength, if there is no strength, it is better to keep your mouth shut obediently, after all, it is still your own little life, if you make the other party unhappy, even if you kill a little buddy of yourself, no one will avenge you.

Naturally, a small cultivator in the early stage of the Secret Vault Period didn't dare to offend the Nirvana Stage master in front of him, but this person was really too weird, and he didn't open his mouth, let alone buy things, so he just wandered around the store like this, and he didn't know what his intentions were.

"What's the matter, there is nothing in the small shop that Daoist friends need?"

As soon as some old voices came into his ears, Ye Feng was happy in his heart, after waiting for so long, the main master finally appeared, he turned around, and saw an old man who was about seventy years old. The old man is very ordinary, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

After the divine thought was swept over, Ye Feng's heart was surprised. This old man's temperament is not ordinary, and his spiritual power fluctuates like a gossamer, if you are not careful, you will not be able to see it, thinking that the other party is just an ordinary old man.

Chaos Rebirth King's Landing in the Otherworld/23488/ At the beginning, Ye Feng thought that the old man had some special upper-level exercises, and he could use his divine sense to carefully sweep them, and the other party had any move to restrain his aura, it was really just the cultivation of the first layer of Ning Yuan. This really surprised Ye Feng.

With the other party's age, he doesn't look like a novice who has just stepped into the Immortal Dao, not to mention the respectful look of the guy at the bottom, obviously this old man is the shopkeeper of this "Wancao Pavilion".

But in such a big shop, the cultivation of the person in charge is so low, which really makes people feel a little incredible.

Although this old mana is not worth mentioning, Ye Feng's face does not have the slightest contempt, and the momentum on the other party's body is not inferior to the feather stage masters he has ever seen.

In just a moment, all kinds of thoughts turned in Ye Feng's mind, but his face did not show any expression, and he hugged his fists: "The old man is invited." ”

Seeing that Ye Feng had a glimpse of his cultivation, he still had an expression that was not shocked, and a trace of appreciation flashed on the old man's face, and he also hugged his fists and said: "The old man is the shopkeeper of this Wancao Pavilion, if you don't dislike it, please follow me to the second floor." ”

"That's it. ”

Ye Feng didn't refuse, and just groaned a little and followed the opposite direction up the stairs.

The arrangement of the second floor is quite elegant, and the walls around it are covered with exquisite murals, and there are fewer medicinal herbs, but each one is packed in a brocade box covered with satin, and you don't need to look at it to know that it is very rare.

"I see that Daoyou has been lingering below for a long time, and originally this second layer of light yì did not bring anyone up, but since Daoyou is sincere, the old man will make an exception once. Qingfeng Sanren touched his beard and explained with a smile.

"Thank you. ”

Ye Feng hugged his fists, and then unceremoniously released his divine sense and searched the room, but after more than ten minutes passed, not only was there no joy on his face, but his brows became more and more furrowed.

"Forgive the old man, what kind of medicinal materials do you need?"

Seeing this scene, Qingfeng Sanren was a little breathless, and his face showed a hint of surprise: "Could it be that the medicinal materials that Daoyou want to buy are not for yourself, otherwise, with Daoyou's cultivation, the things here should be enough, even if it is to refine the Nirvana Pill that enhances mana, there is no shortage of raw materials here." ”

"What the Sanren said is good, the spiritual grass here is indeed very rich. Ye Feng did not answer positively, but praised the other party's meaning.

However, there was no joy on the old man's face, but he said with some unhappiness: "It's a pity that it can't satisfy the Taoist friends, can you tell the contemptible people what you need?"

Obviously, the old man was quite conceited about the completeness of the medicinal materials in his shop, and he couldn't help but be a little angry when he encountered this situation.

"Ahem. Ye Feng cleared his throat, knowing that the other party had already responded to himself, and his own things might be available from this Ten Thousand Grass Pavilion.

"The great name of Wancao Pavilion has heard of it before, this time it was admired, I originally thought that I would not return empty-handed, how do I know ......" said this, sighed, and his face was full of disappointment.

"You ......" Qingfeng Sanren was so angry that it took a long time to calm down, looking at Ye Feng with an angry face; "What do you need, although you say it bluntly, it's not the old man who boasts, as long as you can afford it, the things that the Nirvana period monks need, this store still has everything." ”

"I want to refine a furnace of elixir to improve cultivation, one of the raw materials, I don't know if your store has it?"

"What medicine?" Qingfeng Sanren's expression changed, revealing a hint of solemnity. I just responded to the other party, and if I can't do it, it will have some impact on my Wancao Pavilion. ”

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "I need 10,000-year-old cold spirit grass in the next place, I don't know if your store can sell it." ”

"Ten Thousand Years of Cold Grass?"

Hearing this rather obscure name, the old man was stunned at first, but after looking down and thinking about it, his face changed greatly: "This is an ancient spirit grass, which has long been extinct in the world. ”

"Hmph, doesn't the old man say that as long as you can afford the price, you can get all the medicinal materials you need?" The corners of Ye Feng's mouth revealed a hint of sarcasm.

"You ......"

Qingfeng Sanren's face turned blue and pale, but he did boast about Haikou, but this person was obviously deliberately looking for fault, who would be full now to refine what ancient pills "The medicinal materials required by Taoist friends are indeed not available in this store, that is because the ancient strange grass is generally only used by the predecessors of the feather period, if your Excellency cultivates, you can naturally participate in my Hanshanmen high-level trade fair, and this store only supplies the items needed by the monks below Nirvana. ”

"Oh, there are higher-level trade fairs?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise.

"Of course. Qingfeng Sanren's face showed a hint of pride: "Otherwise, you think that my Hanshan Gate's ten-year trade fair is just this scale, but Your Excellency can't cultivate." ”

Perhaps because he was still angry with Ye Feng in his heart, the old man's words were sharp and prickly.

Ye Feng naturally didn't mind: "Then how can I participate, except for the masters of the Feather Period, can't anyone else really participate in the exchange?"

"In principle, no, of course, there are exceptions. As the old man spoke, he took out something from his arms, and Ye Feng looked at it, but it was a waist card made of sandalwood.

"You take this thing to the end of the valley, naturally someone will pick you up, okay, that's what the old man can do, although there is no 10,000-year-old cold spirit grass, but it also provides you with the news of this medicinal material, as for whether you can get it depends on your creation and ability. Qingfeng Sanren threw the waist card into Ye Feng's hand, it seems that this person cherishes the preserved signboard very much.

"Thank you. Ye Feng hugged his fists, and then walked down the stairs without hesitation.

Looking at Ye Feng's background gradually moving away, a ray of essence flashed in Qingfeng Sanren's eyes, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, this kid came to the store to make trouble, how could he be kind enough to show him the way, but the token given to him was real, if he wanted to participate in the trade fair of the monks of the Feather Period, how could it be so easy, let him suffer a little, and it could be regarded as a bad breath for himself.

Besides, Ye Feng, after leaving the "Wancao Pavilion", played with the waist card made of sandalwood in his hand, and his face also showed a hint of playfulness.

With his city, how can he not see that the Qingfeng Sanren have ill intentions towards him, I am afraid that this trip is not so easy.

However, Ye Feng had no choice, he was determined to get this 10,000-year-old cold grass.

In fact, in the Wancao Pavilion, Ye Feng deliberately planned it first.

After wandering around the market for so long, I didn't see a master of the feather stage, and the spiritual weapons bought in the shop were no more than high-grade, and the situation of medicinal materials was similar.

So Ye Feng began to guess that most of the time there was a more advanced trade fair dedicated to the masters above the feathering level, and the 10,000-year-old cold spirit grass he needed might only be available there.

But how can I participate?

In this unfamiliar place, the most lacking thing is intelligence, and Ye Feng estimates that only those big shops may have this kind of information.

So he picked Wancao Pavilion and used the Radical Technique to successfully get what he needed.

Looking at the waist card in his hand, Ye Feng groaned slightly, and then followed the guidance of the breeze and went towards the depths of the valley.

It didn't take long for me to get out of the market, the scenery that came into my eyes was quite dilapidated, the ground was full of yellow fallen leaves, and the weeds that were more than one person tall were growing in a mess, compared with the awe-inspiring market of the fairy, it was like two worlds.

But Ye Feng only groaned slightly, and continued to walk forward without hesitation.

About half an hour later, Ye Feng came to the end of the valley, there were cliffs on both sides, and there was no road.

Ye Feng took out the waist card, looked at it front and back, and then walked more than 20 meters to the left along the foot of the mountain, and came to the front of a bare and steep mountain wall.

The mountain wall looked unremarkable and had nothing special about it.

However, Ye Feng did not hesitate to stretch out his hand and pressed his hand on the mountain wall.

The spiritual power in his body flowed, and a layer of pale cyan light appeared on his palm.

After a while, Ye Feng withdrew his hand, and then after a loud rumbling sound from the mountain wall, a hole more than one person high was actually revealed.

The hole was bottomless, and Ye Feng released his divine sense, but it seemed to have touched some prohibition, and it bounced back all of a sudden.

Ye Feng frowned, but then as if he had discovered something, his expression returned to normal.

The sound of shredded footsteps reached my ears, and an old man in his fifties stepped out of it.

This old man is very ordinary, at a glance, there is nothing special about it, and his cultivation is only in the late stage of the vault.

He glanced at Ye Feng, and after seeing clearly the cultivation of the young man in front of him in the early stage of Nirvana, his first reaction was not respectful, but rather a little surprised and indifferent.

The voice said indifferently: "Junior Zhang Qingshan, since the seniors can find here, there must be a token, take it and show it to the old man." ”

"Tokens?"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"Wancao Pavilion's waist card. ”

"Oh!" Ye Feng's expression moved, and a waist card appeared in his right hand.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, but when he looked down at the micro waist card, he showed a mocking look.

"However, this is exactly what it is, since there is a token, then come with me. ”

After speaking, the old man turned around and walked towards the deep cave step by step.

"Oh!" Ye Feng responded, looked around, and saw that there was no danger, so he followed.

In a wide stone room, there were five monks in yellow robes, judging from their appearance, they were all about sixty or seventy years old, but their cultivation was quite extraordinary, they were all at the peak of the late Nirvana period, and two of them had entered the realm of half-step feathering. In addition to their profound mana, they also have a common characteristic, that is, they are both old and sophisticated, quite shrewd and capable.

Feeling that several juniors and disciples only know about retreat and hard practice, and they don't know anything about the affairs of the sect, Hanzi Mountain eats a trench, grows a wisdom, and focuses on cultivating several outstanding people in the second generation of disciples, and the requirements for them are not only cultivation, but also how to behave in the world.

I hope that after Sai Zhuge inherits the head of the sect in the future, these disciples can become his right-hand men and help deal with some miscellaneous affairs of the sect, so as not to prevent the junior disciples from being able to cultivate quietly because of mundane things, and miss out on Yuhua, and finally regret it.

At this time, in front of the six people, there was a huge ball of light suspended, and in that ball of light, the picture of Ye Feng and the old man walking forward was clearly visible.

"What the senior brother said is good, this kid should have no problem, although with his age, it is not easy to succeed in Nirvana, but looking at his dumb look, he is definitely not a spy of another faction. A yellow-faced monk shook his head at the analysis. "I just don't understand why some monks in the Nirvana stage should be allowed to participate in the trade fair, even though only monks in the feather stage can participate. One of the slightly younger men said in a nonchalant tone.