The next afternoon, as soon as Zimo woke up from meditation, he found that Zhang Gongling had been waiting outside his cave, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting.

"Let's go."

Zimo smiled slightly and said.

"Yes, senior brother!"

Zhang Gongling didn't talk nonsense, and flew in front of Zimo to lead the way for him.

After flying for an hour, the two came to a small town called Little Evening Town.

This town is marked on the map given to him by Baili Chunqiu, it is about a few hundred miles away from the Sword Sect, the town is not big, there are mortals and monks living in it, in addition to the disciples of the Sword Sect, there are also some small sect monks from the Xuanming Sect and the Yin and Yang Sect who like to come here to buy some materials and magic weapons, and if you are lucky, you can also come across good exercise cheats.

Zimo thought about it and put a mask as thin as a cicada's wings on his face, if he exchanged good things for a while, first, he was worried that someone would have bad intentions, and secondly, it would be convenient for him to kill people, no matter what time he had to prepare for the worst.

Zhang Gongling didn't say anything when he saw Zimo being so cautious, after all, it was always wrong to be cautious when going out, but he felt that this was a qualified monk.

The two of them came to a house near a house, Zhang Gongling took out a charm and threw it in the air, and then a transparent ripple rippled, and he stepped in.

"I didn't expect there to be another mystery here, this entrance was actually covered by a small formation, if you don't know the formation, you really can't find it."

Zimo secretly said in his heart, he carefully probed the surroundings, found that there was nothing unusual, and also raised his feet and walked in.

"Gong Ling Daoist, this is the Daoist friend you brought to participate in the trade fair this time? The cultivation is a bit low. ”

As soon as Zimo entered, he found that there were more than a dozen people in a hall, both men and women, and their cultivation ranged from the early stage of contemplation to the late stage of contemplation.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Liu Yu Daoyou, you also know that I am an outer disciple, and it is already rare to be able to let Senior Brother Baili come over, compared to you, the inner disciples of the Xuanming Sect, who have a wide range of connections."

When Zhang Kongling saw that person, his heart sank, but he still had a smile on his face.

The Xuanming Sect monk named Liu Yu was noncommittal, glanced at the two of them, and then walked towards the other people, who seemed to know each other.

Hearing that the other party was a monk of the Xuanming Sect, Zimo's heart moved, he was planning to go to the Xuanming Sect to find his sister, but he didn't know how to get in, and he didn't know what kind of sect the Xuanming Sect was.

Two hours later, more than a dozen people came one after another, plus the monks who came before, there were a total of thirty-two people here, among which the highest cultivation was a monk in the middle stage of the spirit infant, with a hat, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he obviously hid his breath, it seemed to be the cultivation in the middle stage of condensation, and he walked to the corner of the hall without speaking.

The other person is an old man, a monk in the early stage of the spirit infant, who has been circling among everyone, it seems that this private small trade meeting was initiated by him, except for these two, the rest are monks in the contemplation period, there are only four people in the late stage of condensation, and all the others are in the early stage of condensation and the middle stage of condensation, and there is even a junior in the late stage of Daoji, who follows the people of the Xuanming Sect, but judging from the attitude of the other three people of the Xuanming Sect talking to him, it is the highest status among the four people in the Xuanming Sect, which is unexpected.

The old man coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention, and then said, "In Xia Miaochun, it is the initiator of this private fair, many Taoist friends are already old faces, and there are some Taoist friends who come for the first time, but don't worry, as the saying goes, once born and twice cooked, here Xiao Lao'er wishes all Taoist friends can return satisfied, since the people are almost there, then let's start." ”

The old man's voice fell, and after a while, he found that no one was the first to take out the exchange, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Since you fellow Daoists are so humble, then the little old man will be the first to offer ugliness."

The old man named Miao Chun reached out and took out a pale cyan stone, the size of a baby's fist, which looked like a refining material.

"This thing is called lapis lazuli, integrated into the magic weapon, it can make the magic weapon more tough and sharp, and it can also increase some power, it is a rare refining material, the little old man wants to exchange it for some pills or formation books, if there are other things that make me happy, you can also."

When Miao Chun's words fell, Zimo saw that someone's lips were squirming, but he didn't make any sound, it seemed that he was using the divine sense transmission to talk, but the time of a cup of tea passed, and the old man didn't seem to be satisfied, but he kept shaking his head in disappointment.

What he wanted to exchange for was the elixir used by the Soul Infant Monks, and he also knew that it was a little difficult to exchange it for the things he needed from these Spiritual Infant Monks, but he didn't know many Soul Infant Monks, so he would often hold some small trade fairs to try his luck, and his longevity was running out, if he couldn't break through to the middle stage of the Spirit Infancy, then he wouldn't have a few years to live.

Zimo had actually been struggling with whether to exchange it for this person, because he had the formation book in his hand, but it was useless for him to exchange this lapis lazuli, so he thought about it and gave up.

Just when Miao Chun felt that there was no one to exchange it, his face suddenly showed joy, and the monk who cultivated in the middle stage of the spirit infant didn't know what to say to him, so he stepped forward and took the lapis lazuli and threw it to the old man a storage bag.

Miao Chun opened the storage bag and glanced at it and then put it away, looking very excited, obviously he was very satisfied with the things he got this time, and then he took out several magic weapons, but in the end no one exchanged them with him, he didn't care at all, in the storage bag were several pills needed by the spirit infant monks, this time it was worth the trip, and he took out the magic weapons to see if there was any additional income.

With Miao Chun's beginning, the next few monks in the contemplation period also took out their treasured things to exchange, Zimo looked at it and felt a little interested, because those things were useless to him, so he didn't ask.

Not long after, Zimo saw that no one stepped forward, he thought for a while, took out a few superb magic weapons, and then took out the wings of the poisonous mosquito king that he had killed before, and did not take out its inner pill.

"I just want to exchange these things for a dragon spirit fruit."

After Zimo took it out, he didn't explain much, he didn't know if he could exchange these things for dragon spirit fruit.

Who knew that after Zimo took out these things, there was a whisper of discussion around him, and the old man named Miao Chun seemed to know that Zimo had just arrived, and he reminded him, "Fellow Daoist, the value of the Dragon Spirit Fruit is basically the same as the Spirit Infant Pill, although these superb magic weapons are good, they can't be exchanged for the Dragon Spirit Fruit." ”

"So that's the case, can you have a dragon spirit fruit? I will definitely give you a satisfactory price. ”

Zimo Lao's face was rare to blush, he really didn't know the value of the dragon spirit fruit, this was a bit embarrassing, even that Zhang Ling felt a blush, he didn't expect that his senior brother turned out to be a young child who had just entered the cultivation realm.

"Hehe, there is no old decay, but you can ask the Taoist friends present."

The old man smiled, and did not laugh at Zimo, he seemed to remember that he had been like this back then, he didn't understand anything, and he was bent on making a name for himself in the cultivation realm, and now more than a thousand years have passed, although the cultivation has reached the early stage of the spirit infant, but it is difficult to take a step forward, thinking of this, he sighed softly.

Just as Zimo was pondering whether to take out some other things, a divine sense voice said, "I can give you a dragon spirit fruit, but you need to give me a pair of wings." ”

Zimo was shocked, he didn't expect this person to want a pair, ordinary mosquitoes only have one pair of wings, but the poisonous mosquito king has a total of two pairs of wings, one is smaller and the other is larger, this pair of small wings is born under that pair of big wings, Zimo took out one of the smaller ones, and now there are three pieces in the storage bracelet, two large and one small.

"Yes!"

Zimo also said with his divine sense.

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the infant monk wearing a hat walked towards him, took out a box and handed it to Zimo, reached out and took the wings of the poisonous mosquito king from Zimo's eyes, Zimo was not verbose, and directly took out another piece of the wings of the poisonous mosquito king and handed it to the person.