After checking the invitation and entering the door, there was already a table in the middle, and a Qi cultivation monk sat at the table and said to Wan Qingping and the others: "Two seniors, please also bring this mask, and after entering, you are not allowed to use your divine sense to scan other people's masks at will, once you scan with your divine sense, a small prohibition on the mask will sound softly, and the person who violates it will be punished with five hundred spirit stones to compensate the person who was scanned!"

Wan Qingping nodded, picked up a tiger head mask casually, while Zuo Leling picked and chose on the side, hesitated, and finally put on a cute rabbit mask.

The two walked through a corridor about ten zhang long, and then turned into a large hall.

The hall was simply furnished, with only a white stone platform at the front and more than 200 wooden seats below, each with a foot between them.

There were already about seventy or eighty people sitting in the hall at this time, all dressed in various costumes, but there were no clothes that could identify their identities, such as sect costumes or family crests, etc., it seemed that these people were very cautious when they came here, for fear that the things on their bodies would be remembered.

Wan Qingping and Zuo Leling found a random place to sit down, and then waited quietly.

66 And after half an hour, there were about one hundred and thirty people seated in the hall, all of them monks of the foundation.

Wan Qingping, who was dozing off, suddenly felt that the noise around him seemed to stop, and when he looked up, he saw an elderly man with a very square face walking to the stone platform, and then his thumb and index finger were bent, and he flicked it four times in a row, and suddenly a bright light was projected from above to the center of the stone platform, forming a bright spot the size of a watermelon.

Then the person cleared his throat: "All of you Daoists are people with little wealth or treasures, and the purpose of Huafengfang to open this treasure competition is to communicate with each other. Please remember the rules and do not use your mind to scan others. Without further ado, please come up in turn to show the treasures or things you want to buy in the order of the invitation, and each person will stay on the stage for no more than half an hour.

Then a man who looked a little old walked up to the stone platform, although his face was covered, but his bare arms were bruised, and his skin was dry and saggy, so he knew his approximate age at a glance.

The person stood on the stage and patted the storage bag, and immediately flew out of a pale yellow wooden box, which landed steadily in the bright spots, and then the person blew lightly, and the talisman attached to the wooden box fell suddenly, and the wooden box seemed to be filled with a mechanism "click" and opened automatically, revealing something the size of an egg.

"A fourth-level demon beast stone fish's demon pill, ask for things that assist in condensing the golden pill, and the insufficient part can be supplemented with spirit stones, but it is not a pure exchange of spirit stones!" "At this age, the old man seems to be approaching the deadline for condensing the pill, and he actually took out a treasure like the fourth-level demon pill at the beginning to buy something that assists in the condensation of the golden pill, and it seems that he is ready to give it a go.

The eyes under the old man's mask flickered, and after scanning the audience for a few breaths, someone finally spoke below: "Can you let me go up and check the color of the demon pill?"

"Yes, fellow Daoists, just look at it!" The old man saw that someone responded, his voice seemed a little excited, it seemed that this person was really in need of something to tie the pill.

The man walked up to the stage, picked up the demon pill and looked at it carefully, then sniffed it again, and then turned around and left without saying a word.

The old man suddenly said a little anxiously: "Daoist friends stay, but what are you not satisfied with?"

"First, this demon pill is not in good condition, it is estimated that this demon beast is also in the early stage of the fourth level, and secondly, the time for the demon pill to be taken out is too long, it is estimated that thirty years have passed, and the quality has declined a little, which is not enough to exchange for the things below!" The man hesitated slightly, and then replied lightly.

"Can you let the old man take a look at the things in the hands of the Daoist friends to assist the knot, if the old man's demon pill is not enough in exchange, he can make up for the spirit stones for the Daoist!" The old man also knows the defects of his own things, but he can't get better things, so he can only hope to pay some spirit stones to see if there is a chance!

The man shook his head: "There is no shortage of spirit stones in the bottom, I just want a good demon pill, I'm sorry!" he said and walked straight back to his seat.

The old man was very disappointed, and waited on the stage for a while to see if any monks were interested in his things, but after a long time no one said a word, and then he walked down the stone platform dejectedly.

Seeing the old man step down, he immediately walked up to another person, this person was a young female cultivator, with skin like clotted fat, and also wearing a rabbit mask.

"The ribs of the two fourth-level demon beasts, with thunder and lightning attributes, are exchanged for the evergreen pill that can delay aging, of course, it would be better if there were spiritual objects that could really fix their faces, and the deficiencies could be made up with spirit stones, and the little woman could partially use medium-grade spirit stones to pay!" The female cultivator said in a crisp voice, looking very important to her appearance.

The female cultivator waited for a while, but no one exchanged, and it was almost time to step down, and finally someone stood up: "I have an Evergreen Pill, but I don't need ribs, as long as a medium-grade spirit stone, I don't know how much you can give?"

"The little woman only has forty medium-grade spirit stones here, how about giving Daoist friends nine hundred grade spirit stones?" the woman was overjoyed, and said after a moment's pause.

The man who stood up saw that no one had an Evergreen Pill willing to exchange with the woman, and the woman looked like she was desperate for the Evergreen Pill, and she made it clear that she wanted to scold her fiercely, so he said, "It's still insufficient!"

"How much does that Daoist friend want, the little girl of the medium-grade spirit stone really doesn't have it here!" The woman also knew that she was going to be slaughtered, but there was no way for her to crack it.

"At least one thousand two!"

The woman hesitated for a long time, and when the host next to her reminded her that the time was almost up, the woman gritted her teeth and said, "Change!"

Then the two exchanged things, the woman tested the pill, and then returned to her seat with the Evergreen Pill in her hand, while the male cultivator shook and grinned.

This made Wan Qingping stunned, this evergreen pill can only delay aging, but it can be sold at such a price, you must know that although it is said on the market that one medium-grade spirit stone is exchanged for ten low-grade spirit stones, but generally no one will exchange the medium-grade spirit stone for the next product.

Then Wan Qingping thought of the four-color condensed smoke algae that he ate, it was a spiritual thing that could really fix his face, it was much stronger than this bullshit evergreen pill, if he hadn't been eaten by himself at the beginning, how many spirit stones should it be worth?

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