Chapter 54: Underground Fairs

In the evening of that day, it was supposed to be rest time, Wang Yichen pushed open the courtyard door and walked out.

It's like strolling around, and it's also a familiar greeting to many acquaintances.

In an alley, seeing that there was no one around, Wang Yichen suddenly flashed in.

After a while, a middle-aged man walked out of the alley, wearing a sturdy robe, his face was full of meat, and he looked extremely fierce with his strong appearance.

This is another identity that Wang Yichen often disguises, a subordinate of a Dan Master, who sells pills exclusively for him, and is powerful.

This kind of identity is not uncommon, it is equivalent to a thug supported by the Danshi, who specializes in dealing with troublesome matters and protecting the Danshi's own safety.

Adjusting the position of the storage bag and the spirit beast bag, taking out a low-grade magic weapon and carrying it on his back, Wang Yichen walked towards the outside of Fang City with a menacing attitude.

This time, the destination was next to a small mortal village located about thirty miles outside Fang City, this trade fair was once a month, Wang Yichen had already participated in it four times, and he was already familiar with it.

When he arrived at the destination, it was already dark, and through the fog, a pitch-black cave appeared in front of him, and when he entered the hole, it suddenly became brighter, and the trade fair had not yet opened at this time, so Wang Yichen first found a place to sit down.

In fact, this kind of trade fair market is also well known, but it will not be swept away, after all, this is also a fixed demand, and the next one will be opened in another place after clearing one.

However, if the development is big, it will still be interfered with by the Fang City, unless the organizer cultivates to be strong enough that the Fang City does not dare to provoke, but if it is cultivated to be strong, it will not be the end of the direct formation of the Fang City.

"Brother Niu, what's the good thing this time? Why don't you give your brother a long look first? ”

As soon as he sat down for a while, a regular visitor to the trade fair came up and set up, obviously Wang Yichen's previous transactions made people have some images.

In order to disguise reasonably, Wang Yichen's appearance is called Niu Dabao, which is very down-to-earth and in line with the personality.

"Get out, wait for Lao Tzu to go up and make a deal, what's the hurry?"

Wang Yichen was full of foul words at this time, and with a fierce appearance, he could scare off some people.

"It's okay, it's okay, just ask."

The person who spoke had only seen Wang Yichen a few times here, and he wanted to come to the set, listening to the words, he was a little chattering, and he simply said two words and then retreated.

Because of this, no one talked to Wang Yichen again.

Soon, the speed of people entering the outside slowed down, and a middle-aged female nun also stood in front of the stage to announce the start of the transaction.

The order of transactions on stage is according to the order of seats, that is, whoever comes first will go up first, and Wang Yichen is still in the back position.

"Twenty first-order middle-grade talismans, golden sword talismans, water shield talismans and concealment talismans, priority is given to trading the spirit pill for cultivation in the late stage of qi training, and spirit stones are also available."

The middle-aged nun took out a few talismans to make the atmosphere of the fair lively.

Wang Yichen also stepped forward and exchanged a bottle of Qingling Pill for eight water shield talismans and eight golden knife talismans, the elixir has always had a premium in Lingaofang City, so it is not profitable, and the talisman seal in the female cultivator's hand was snatched up after a while, and then the transaction continued.

"The medium-grade wood magic weapon Aoki lock and the two low-grade magic weapon short swords, some injuries, change the healing elixir, and the spirit stone is also fine."

"Five fifty-year-old spirit peaches, and a medium-grade magic weapon long sword."

"The first-order high-grade iron and wood, and the same level of earth spiritual material."

This time the level of the trade fair was a little higher than the last time, most of them were monks in the middle stage of Qi training, a few were in the late stage of Qi training, and some of the monks in the early stage of Qi training came with their elders, and there were few alone.

This is also the reason why Wang Yichen did not miss this trade fair once in a row.

After almost an hour, it was finally Wang Yichen's turn, and he also exchanged a lot of elixirs halfway, so he didn't sit still.

Walking to the stage, Wang Yichen wiped his right hand, and more than a dozen Dan bottles fell on the table, causing a commotion below.

"Two bottles of Qingling Pill, three bottles of Huanglong Pill, five bottles of Yangyan Pill, Qi Nourishing Pill and Qi Replenishing Pill, exchange for life-prolonging elixir, and Lingshi will also do!"

Wang Yichen's disguised braught voice resounded throughout the trade fair venue.

More than a dozen white jade pill bottles were wrinkled and shining under the white light, Wang Yichen also opened a few bottle mouths, and the danxiang suddenly diffused out, causing many people below to come forward directly to trade.

Of course, Wang Yichen was not prepared to sell out the inventory at one time, if too many cultivators were worried about it, it would be more than worth the loss.

Therefore, Wang Yichen specially controls its value, and it is in the range where the master is reluctant to take risks for this, and ordinary monks are worried but dare not snatch it.

After a while, surrounded by a group of people, the pills on the stage were empty, but unfortunately they were all spirit stone transactions, and there was not a single thing to prolong life, but many monks quietly gave notes, saying that there was news, but it was all made up at a glance, and Wang Yichen was too lazy to pay attention to it.

This transaction brought nearly five hundred spirit stones to Wang Yichen's account, plus scattered transactions, and after a few more trade fairs, he could exchange the pill and turn it into a large number of spirit stones.

Because of the large number of people in the market recently, the number of these trading fairs has become more frequent, but there is no need to worry about not being able to make a move.

Wang Yichen, who was waiting for the end of the fair, was suddenly attracted by the things that one person traded.

That thing was like a dead piece of rotten wood, and when I looked into it, there was an incomparably strong aura inside.

"This is a temporarily depleted spiritual eye, if it exists underground, it can form a first-order low-grade spiritual vein in about twenty years, and it can also cast a spell to burst out a massive amount of spiritual energy, and there is a second-order concentration in a short time, in exchange for cherishing cultivation resources, or eight hundred lower-grade spirit stones."

A middle-aged Confucian monk was dressed, his face was white and beardless, and the eight-layer cultivation of qi on his body was not hidden, and the monk took out this thing, which was a little arrogant.

Wang Yichen has seen this thing in a book that records the rare and foreign objects in the world of cultivating immortals, it was originally a spiritual vein and spiritual eye, perhaps the spiritual energy consumption is too large, and after there is no follow-up power, it will be sealed independently, and the spiritual object closest to the spiritual eye will be selected to attach it, and the strange thing will be formed in the end.

This is already the lowest order, if it is formed by a second-order spiritual vein, even those knotted forces will be tempted.

The aura that erupts from this kind of strange artifact spell will contain some strange substances, and it will also have a bonus to the breakthrough of the realm, so many monks who know the goods have quoted one after another, and even Wang Yichen is no exception.

In order to increase the success rate, Wang Yichen's offer added a pill of Preservation Divine Pill in addition to three bottles of Qingling Pill and one bottle of Forging Body Pill.

The note was handed over, and Wang Yichen was full of confidence.

After a while, the Confucian monk read all the notes in front of him, and sure enough, picked up Wang Yichen's one, and then everyone on the stage walked down, leaving only the two sides of the transaction on it.

"Niu Daoyou, how much is there for the Divine Pill?"

As soon as the crowd dispersed, the Confucian monk couldn't wait to prop up the curtain to cover the light, and said to Wang Yichen.

"Hehe, I know that Taoist friends will ask this, but it's a pity that my family gave one to trade precious things, and there are not many on the lower body."

Wang Yichen naturally knew what this person wanted to say, and when he moved out of the Danshi who didn't exist behind him, he blocked it, and he excused himself again and again.

It was not the first time that the Confucian monk came, but he also knew that Wang Yichen was a thug of a Danshi, and he didn't say anything when he heard the words, and after collecting the pill, he handed the rotten wood and turned to leave.

After a careful inspection, Wang Yichen confirmed that there was no problem with this item, and after putting it in the storage bag, he found the organizer of the trade fair and prepared to go first.

Because Wang Yichen's transaction value is indeed too great, the organizer did not make it difficult, let alone snatch it, and let Wang Yichen go first when he opened the formation.

Out of the formation, Wang Yichen set up the green jade leaf, his divine sense exploded, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Instead, a few people who didn't enter the trade fair, and who were waiting in the distance after receiving the news, pounced, and saw that the speed couldn't catch up at all, and several people looked at each other, helplessly retreating and waiting for the next victim.

PS: Make up for yesterday's.