Inside the main hall.

The four Yuanying monks sat on the main seat, and the Jindan monks sat below, in an orderly order.

After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere is in full swing.

Wang Xuanjian picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "It's rare that so many colleagues gather together today, as usual, it is the day when a high-level trade fair is held recently, and it coincides with the banquet of the contemptible Yuanying.

Therefore, I specially invite Senior Brother Yu, Senior Brother Shentu and Senior Sister Yu to participate in this high-level trade fair, and I hope you will seize the opportunity and don't miss the treasure! ”

As he spoke, Wang Xuanjian raised his wine glass, "Everyone, please drink this cup together!" ”

These words immediately caused an uproar in the main hall.

Four infant monks participating in this high-level fair?

Wang Xuanjian doesn't care, although he himself has just broken through to the Yuan Infant Stage, but after all, the time is still short, and his net worth accumulation is not much better than that of ordinary Jindan late-stage monks.

But the other three Primal Monks were different.

These three Yuanying monks are all bigwigs who sit on the side of the Yaoyuan Water Realm.

They have been breaking through the Yuan Infant Period for a long time, and their wealth is far from being comparable to Wang Xuanjian.

At this time, it was Wang Xuanjian's feast, and the treasures they took out were far from being comparable to Wang Xuanjian.

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts itched and unbearable.

Just after everyone raised their glasses and drank the spirit wine, the trade fair officially began.

Wang Xuanjian put down the wine glass, immediately took out a treasure, and said loudly: "As the initiator of this high-level trade fair, I will throw bricks and jades and offer ugliness and ugliness." ”

After saying that, he raised the treasure in his hand and introduced, "This is the essence of decaying water, which can be used as a material for refining high-level elixirs, and can also be used to refine water-attribute magic weapons."

Before Wang Xuanjian finished his introduction, a Jindan monk in the hall stood up and said impatiently: "The old man is willing to exchange for a bottle of Soul Condensing Pill!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Xuanjian looked at this person and said with a smile: "Mo Daoyou is really anxious, can others still be willing to bid?" ”

After that, Wang Xuanjian looked around at everyone.

"There are three pieces of 10,000-year-old Gengjin Stone in my lower hands, and I want to exchange it for a drop of the essence of decay water from Senior Wang!"

Immediately, another Jindan monk spoke.

"Good!"

Wang Xuanjian nodded, and immediately packed the two parts of the decay water into two jade bottles.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, two jade bottles containing the essence of decay water flew towards the two Jindan monks in the field.

The old man surnamed Jin Dan took the essence of the decay water, and without saying a word, he stepped forward in person and respectfully presented a bottle of Soul Condensing Pill with both hands.

Another Jindan monk also respectfully handed over three pieces of 10,000-year-old Gengjin stones.

At this point, the deal is officially completed.

With a good start, everyone took out the treasures they couldn't use one after another, and began to communicate with the monks of the same rank present.

As Guang Yuanzi had learned in advance, in this high-level trade fair, no monk had taken out spirit stones to trade at all.

This seems to have become everyone's default unspoken rule.

Although the spirit stone is a hard currency among monks in the outside world, among high-level monks, the spirit stone seems to have lost its due value, and everyone chooses to barter.

"There are some three-color spiritual soils in the hands of this palace, I wonder which Taoist friend is interested in this?"

Hearing the words of the Mica Niangniang, the hall suddenly fell silent.

The three-color spiritual soil is a kind of precious spiritual soil.

Generally speaking, the cultivation of spiritual rice only requires soil with abundant spiritual energy, but if you want to grow spiritual medicine, you not only have requirements for the spiritual energy environment, but also have strict requirements for the soil environment.

And the three-color spiritual soil is a kind of cherished soil suitable for the growth of elixir.

Using this soil to grow elixir can shorten the growth cycle of the elixir, and a hundred-year-old elixir can often shorten its planting cycle by half by using three-color spiritual soil.

Therefore, for high-ranking monks who were interested in cultivating elixir, this kind of soil was very precious.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, the monks in the main hall began to bid for this three-color spiritual soil.

The old god of Guangyuanzi sat comfortably.

He didn't have the idea of cultivating elixir for the time being, even if he wanted to grow elixir, such a thing as spiritual soil, he could get it from the Xianxia Sect.

In the treasure house of the Xianxia Sect, there is a three-color spiritual soil for the monks in the sect to exchange.

It's just that among the Jindan monks present, very few of them have enough sect contributions to redeem this thing.

Most of them were busy running their own industries on weekdays, and they had never been too concerned about earning contributions from the Xianxia Sect.

Just like the last time we rushed to Lizhou.

The Xianxia faction sent out a recruitment to the high-ranking monks of the Yaoyuan Water Realm, but only Guangyuanzi responded.

Seeing that the three-color spiritual soil in the hands of the Mica Niangniang was exchanged for a bottle of high-grade spiritual elixir by a Jindan monk, the three Yuanying monks, who were the protagonists of the fair, finally stood up.

"There's a treasure in this seat too!"

As he spoke, Yu Wenming stood up, "This thing is named Meteorite Peak by this seat!" It is a mountain peak that burns and condenses after the stars fall to the earth, and it is an excellent material for refining gold and earth attribute magic weapons. ”

Guang Yuanzi looked at Yu Wenming's palm, and a mountain peak was held in his palm.

If this mountain peak is released by him, I am afraid that it will be able to crush this hall into powder in an instant.

But in Yu Wenming's hands, this mountain peak is like Su Ming's immortal palace.

You know, this is a magic weapon material that has not been sacrificed, and it is not an illegal treasure!

Guang Yuanzi didn't even know what kind of magic power this method was!

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be even more jealous of Yuanying Monk in his heart, and the inflated mentality brought about by the original surge in strength was also quietly reined in.

Hearing Yu Wenming's introduction, the hall was suddenly quiet.

It's not that everyone is unwilling to bid, but the treasure that Yu Wenming took out is too rare, and everyone doesn't know how to price this treasure.

Extraterrestrial meteors!

The value is high and low.

But judging from the rich gold and earth attribute aura revealed by this mountain peak, this treasure is definitely a precious material for refining gold and earth attribute magic weapons.

In the main hall, a Jindan monk who was uncertain stood up and arched his hand towards Yu Wenming: "Yu Yuanzheng, I don't know if you can let me wait to check one or two with my divine sense?" ”

"Please."

Yu Wenming threw it away.

This mountain peak was thrown directly into the middle of the main hall by him, for everyone to investigate in detail with their divine sense.

The golden light in Guang Yuanzi's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately activated the magic power of the cave.

"It's."

Guang Yuanzi's heart pounded.

In the middle of this meteorite peak, he saw a fragment.

It was precisely because of this fragment that the Meteorite Peak revealed a terrifying aura of gold and earth attributes.

It's just that Yu Wenming didn't cultivate spiritual eyes, he only saw that this meteorite peak was inconsistent with the attributes of the exercises he was cultivating, and he didn't care too much.

In fact, even if the attributes are compatible, Yu Wenming can't take out the fragments in this meteorite peak at all.

After falling from the sky, the entire star was condensed into the size of a mountain peak, which can be said to be condensed to the extreme.

Just ask the fragments wrapped in it, who has the ability to take it out?

Anyway, Yu Wenming asked himself if he had this ability, he didn't know if the god monk had this ability, and Yu Wenming didn't know what the god monk was.

After the Jindan monks in the main hall finished inspecting this mountain peak with their divine senses, they all shook their heads and smiled bitterly: "Yu Yuanzheng, this treasure you took out is not bad, but it is too good, even if we get it, we can't refine it into a magic weapon!" ”

"yes!"

Another Jindan monk sighed, "It's also too strong, how can we refine it with Natal Pill Qi?" ”

"Alas, I'm afraid that this treasure can't be sacrificed even if the old man exhausts his natal pill qi, it's just that!"

Everyone shook their heads.

It's not that the treasures that Yuyuan is taking out are bad, but they can't afford it.

Or, this material is too rare, even if they complete the sacrifice, they don't know how powerful the magic weapon is.

It's not like the treasures of the essence of decay water and the 10,000-year-old Gengjin stone.

After they were refined into magic weapons, everyone had an estimate of their power.

Yu Wenming didn't expect that the treasure he took out would be treated coldly.

Although the face of the Yuanying Monk is big, it is not to the point that the Jindan Monk will kneel and lick at the cost of trading such a precious treasure for the sake of the other party's face.

Just when Yu Wenming was about to take back the Meteorite Peak.

Guang Yuanzi stood up and arched his hand: "Yuyuan is right and slow. ”

Yu Wenming stopped his movements, looked at Guangyuanzi, and said with a smile: "Oh, Guangyuan Daoist is interested in this thing?" ”

"Exactly,"

Guang Yuanzi nodded, "It's just that the juniors don't have anything else, only some treasures that can enhance the divine soul can be traded." ”

"Take a look."

Hearing this, as soon as Guang Yuanzi stretched out his hand, a jade bottle appeared in his palm.

Seeing this, Yu Wenming waved his sleeves, and the jade bottle flew into his hand.

Opening the jade bottle, white soul breath suddenly emerged from the jade bottle.

After only one glance, Yu Wenming nodded and said: "Yes, this thing is indeed beneficial to the divine soul, not only can it improve the divine soul, but it also has a certain effect on the recovery of the divine soul, but only this small bottle is not enough." ”

When Guang Yuanzi heard this, he smiled and said, "Of course the juniors don't know enough. ”

Let's talk about it.

Guang Yuanzi waved his sleeves.

A jar of jade filled with soul breath appeared in the middle of the hall.

Count carefully, there are ten jars.

Seeing so much soul breath, even Yu Wenming's face flashed with irrepressible joy.

For high-ranking monks, everything that has to do with the soul is very precious.

Not to mention that Guang Yuanzi took out so many jars of soul breath at one time.

You must know that the soul breath that Guang Yuanzi is taking out now is not the soul breath refined by the previous four golden pills.

Rather, after the creation of immortal qi was upgraded, it was refined from the Seven Aperture Golden Pill.

After Su Ming replaced Guang Yuanzi's Creation Golden Pill last time, the soul breath that had been rerefined had already undergone a qualitative change.

As a result of this qualitative change.

Gong Xiaocai's original Soul Nourishing Pill Pill was a bit of a waste of soul breath medicinal power.

Although Gong Xiaocai has always wanted to develop a more effective Dan recipe to carry new soul breath, due to her alchemy level, she has not been able to succeed.

Su Ming didn't care about this matter.

The Soul Nourishing Pill refined by Gong Xiaocai is completely enough for him now.

If it is not enough in the future, I believe that with Gong Xiaocai's alchemy level, a more advanced soul nourishing pill will have already been developed.

Inside the main hall.

Mu Qingyan, who was standing beside the mica mother, heard that the soul breath had an effect on the healing of the soul, and her excited delicate body trembled slightly.

Seeing her strange appearance, Mica Niangniang frowned and said, "Don't worry, when everyone is almost done, I will trade the ancient treasure for you." ”

"Concubine, thank you to the mica."

Mu said softly.

The other side.

Guang Yuanzi retrieved the Meteorite Peak in Yu Wenming's hand, and his first reaction was - heavy!

As a seventh-layer Jindan monk, Guang Yuanzi was almost stumbled by this thing.

Yu Wenming saw that Guangyuanzi's face was different, a trace of apology flashed in his eyes, and he arched his hand: "Don't blame Guangyuan Daoyou, this seat forgot to remind you, this thing is extremely heavy, and Guangyuan Daoyou should put it in the storage bag as soon as possible." ”

"Thank you Yu Yuan for reminding me."

Guang Yuanzi nodded, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took the Meteorite Peak into his pocket.

When everyone saw Guang Yuanzi's hand, they immediately knew that this was his fame magic power to collect people's magic weapon - in his sleeves!

I couldn't help but look at him.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Guang Yuanzi smiled and arched his hand towards everyone, and then sat down.

As the trade fair progressed, one treasure after another, which in the eyes of the low-level monks and had only been heard of in legends, was quickly sold by the high-ranking monks present.

Seeing that the trade fair is coming to an end.

Mica Niangniang stood up and smiled at everyone: "The concubine still has a treasure on her body, and she wants to trade with all your fellow Daoists." ”

"Oh? Today, mica Taoist friends are generous, in addition to the three-color spiritual soil, there are still treasures to trade? ”

"I want to see what other treasures Daoist friends have?"

“.”

Everyone said, looking at the mica mother with a smile on their faces.

Mica Niangniang smiled and said: "To be precise, it's not that this palace wants to trade with you, but a disciple of a friend of this palace wants to trade with you." ”

Hearing this, some people in the crowd immediately turned cold and frowned: "Fellow Daoist Mica, I'm afraid this trip is a bit unruly, right?" ”

"Mica Daoist, the regulations of the high-level trade fair, haven't you forgotten?"

“.”

Seeing that the Jindan monks present were smiling at each other one moment, and the next moment they were coldly opposed, and the mica lady also felt a little pressure.

She knew that this matter was indeed her Meng Lang.

According to the regulations of the high-level trade fair, you are not allowed to bring disciples to come, otherwise everyone will bring their juniors to participate in the fair, and the high-level trade fair will become a low-end auction in the end.

This is the default rule for all high-ranking monks!

Therefore, everyone is disgusted by the bad behavior of the mica mother.

In addition, although Mica's cultivation is in the late stage of Jindan, her strength is not strong.

Not to mention that compared with a late-stage Jindan monk like Bai Gu Zhenren, or a mid-stage Jindan monk like Hao Tianjun, Mica Niangniang may not be his opponent.

Mica Niangniang can mix in the Yaoyuan Water Realm, not so much because of her strength, but because of her communication skills.

But today, there is no doubt that her actions have offended the anger of the public.

If it weren't for the presence of the four Yuanying monks today, these Jindan monks would have left with their sleeves brushed up.

Seeing the oppressive atmosphere in the main hall.

Mu Qingyan hurriedly stood up, knelt down towards all the high-ranking monks present, kowtowed, and said, "Junior Mu Qingyan, there is a treasure that I want to exchange with your seniors, and I invite you seniors."

"What is it, you have a place to speak?"

Before Mu Qingyan's words fell, a late Jindan monk scolded coldly.

(End of chapter)