Cheng Qian looked at the delicate shadow in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, but he was also very curious that someone was looking for him just after he came in, and he felt that it was not bad, and he might be able to exchange it for what he wanted.

"Well, let me see it first!" Cheng Qian's faint voice came out of the red glow, and he could hear the voice of interest.

The vague delicate figure nodded hurriedly, holding the black iron block in both hands very respectfully, and handed it to Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian was also quite satisfied when he saw this situation, and the hand holding the black iron block turned out to be a pair of Qianqian jade hands, and he could see that the other party was still a young girl.

He didn't hesitate, he took the black iron block, and his hand was cold with a hint of heaviness, and suddenly Cheng Qian let out a suspicious sound.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, the girl also had a trace of doubt on her face, and she was a little apprehensive in her heart, she had also asked many fellow Daoists of the same level about this iron piece, but she couldn't see why, so she dared to find a senior to ask.

Seeing Cheng Qian's expression, he became even more nervous, and secretly his jade hand tightened a little, pulling his sleeve silently.

"Where did you get this thing?" Cheng Qian suddenly asked after observing for a long time.

The girl was shocked when she heard this, and it was normal to be nervous in the face of high-level immortal cultivators, so she hesitated and said nervously: "This piece of iron was found on a deserted island in the early years of the younger generation, this thing is extremely hard, and I don't know what it is refined. ”

"Well, I want this thing, what do you need!" Cheng Qian nodded without warning and said.

"Ah!" the girl was shocked when she heard this, she didn't plan to exchange this thing, if the other party was at the same level as her, she might refuse, but the other party was a Yuan Infant Stage Immortal Cultivator, and she didn't dare to touch the mold

Cheng Qian didn't speak after seeing that the girl was surprised, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly up and smiled: "This thing is useless to you, I'm afraid it will cause a bloody disaster if you put it in your hand, this thing should belong to the Demon Dao!"

"I see, but the junior doesn't plan to change it out!" the girl had the courage to speak when she heard this, although she was a little reluctant in her heart.

"In that case, Cheng Mou doesn't force it to be with you!" Cheng Qian didn't have any dissatisfaction when he heard this, but felt some pity for this woman in his heart, swept the black iron in his hand, and handed it back to the girl.

Then Cheng Qian didn't say anything, and turned around and walked directly to a crowded place, and at the same time, a voice came from the girl's ear: "Don't despise this thing in the future, you can do it yourself, maybe it's your chance!"

After Cheng Qian left, the girl had been standing in the crowd and pondering the other party's words, and after being silent for a long time, the girl was muttering to herself: "Thank you, senior!"

By the time the girl's eyes looked forward, Cheng Qian had already mixed in with the crowd and disappeared.

Cheng Qian walked slowly among the crowds, and he was also a little suspicious in his heart, the iron in the girl's hand just now, others couldn't see what it was, but he could see it, his divine sense couldn't go deep, and the spiritual vision technique had no effect in the slightest.

At first, he thought it was just a waste, since the spiritual vision and divine sense were useless, so he could only treat it as useless, but he used the eye of the storm to see it clearly with a flash of inspiration and his eyes closed.

In the black iron, there is a miniature magic appearance wrapped in it, and the facial features of the demon face are actually a handsome son, if it weren't for the two magic horns on the top of the head, it would not be obvious that it was a magic face, and not only that, the magic appearance was lifelike, and there was a feeling of inferiority at a glance. ...,

Cheng Qian immediately withdrew the eye of the storm in shock, the one who can feel this must be a big man who is famous, that momentum is not something that ordinary people can imitate, Cheng Qian can conclude that this thing is not owned by the human world, it must be the demon world that has fallen to the human world, although he doesn't know what it is, he also wanted to take it and study it.

It's just that the woman refused to exchange, and Cheng Qian could only give her some advice, and soon the demon tribulation began, if those demons saw this, the woman would definitely not survive.

Of course, it is impossible to say absolutely, what if it is the other party's chance? Cheng Qian's fate is naturally favored by the demon clan, and the demon qi is infused into the body to become a member of the holy clan.

People have their own ambitions, Cheng Qian can't manage so much, it's none of his business, if this girl really becomes a member of the demon clan in the future, he will naturally not have pity when he sees it.

Cheng Qian was silent now, secretly praying for this girl, hoping not to be in the company of the demons.

After walking dozens of feet, the flow of people in front of me became a little sparser, and the scenery in front of me became broader.

However, Cheng Qian's curiosity was even more aroused, and what caught his eye was a dimly lit hall with four or five hundred seats, evenly distributed around a circular open space in the center.

Cheng Qian's eyes turned and he had already found that there were more than 100 immortal cultivators scattered around, sitting on chairs and chatting about the world, a harmonious scene.

Cheng Qian's curiosity was aroused, and after sitting down casually in an inconspicuous corner, he quietly released his divine consciousness to a nearby person and asked for some useful information.

"Gu Daoyou, what kind of mystery did you say about the Jiuqing Sect this time, there are so many high-level cultivators here, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to win the quota this time!"

The voice was a figure covered in red light, and the voice sounded like a middle-aged man.

"Isn't it? I heard that the quota is ten Daoists who have cultivated both the Dharma and the Body, but they have already set up three people, and there are still seven vacant seats, so I am afraid that it will be difficult for the more than 100 high-level monks here to choose. A vague figure sitting across from the middle-aged man spoke with surprise in his tone.

Listening to his voice, he should be about 30 years old.

"I heard that one of the designated places is the Qingyuan monk, I'm afraid that this time, it will be difficult for us outsiders to get the reward of the Jiuqing Sect!"

"Oh, Qingyuan Layman, is that the young boy who used the early stage of Yuan Infant cultivation to kill the late stage demon cultivators?"

"Yes, that's the person!"

"If that's the case, I'm afraid we really want to become the pawns of Jiuqing Sect this time, what they say is good, as long as you complete the task, you can get a reward, as the saying goes, fertilizer and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders, I'm afraid this time we are just being regarded as a way by them!"

"The world is like chess, don't be so pessimistic, there are only seven positions for which hundreds of us are fighting, I'm afraid it will be difficult to even choose. ”

Hearing this, he retracted his senses, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the figure sitting in the distance for a while and muttered: "I still haven't gotten any useful news, it seems that Jiuqing Sect's tone is very tight." ”

In fact, Cheng Qian just wanted to hear what he helped this time, but there was no reason before and no result after, which really made him want to break his head.

"If there are seven places, I ask myself if I am still sure, can I still be sure of the dual cultivation of the Dharma body? Maybe there will be a ring for screening!" After Cheng Qian muttered, his eyes turned to the open space in the center again, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly into a smile.

I saw a figure wrapped in white light appear in the center of the clearing, Cheng Qian looked at this person with slightly squinted eyes, silent.

"It's about the same time, I believe that all of you Daoists have exchanged treasures that you are satisfied with, so now the auction begins!" ...,

Then as soon as his voice fell, his sleeve robe flicked, and three or four bulging storage bags appeared, which he placed on the table in front of him.

The eyes of the monks in the hall were instantly attracted to the past, and their eyes were full of burning color.

Even Cheng Qian was very curious when he saw this, what kind of treasure would this Jiuqing Sect auction.

"This trade fair is still the same as before, half a beat and half change of the shape shì, mainly based on a variety of rare materials, ancient treasures and other things, if it is really rare and rare treasures, you can directly take it out, let the old man identify one or two, can be auctioned at this fair.

However, according to the usual practice, we Jiuqing Sect will provide a batch of materials that can be directly auctioned with spirit stones, and the one with the highest price will get it. However, there is one difference from previous years, all the Taoist friends here know that this trade fair was released by our Jiuqing Sect, which is naturally consistent with the news, and every Taoist friend here today is bidding, and the top ten Taoist friends with the transaction value can be included in the quota of this mission.

"What kind of rule is this, isn't this a pit person? All of you here are casual cultivators, and occasionally a few of them are cultivators from other sects, how can we, the scattered cultivators, compare the value of those wealthy immortal cultivators, this is not fair!" I don't know who suddenly spoke.

"There is nothing unfair, whether you are rich or not is due to your own reasons, whether you can be included in the task quota can only depend on your own creation, but today there is a finale item, which is a rare treasure in the world!"

Cheng Qian listened to the rules before, and he was also a little displeased, but although what the other party said later was a bit far-fetched, there was still some truth, whether he was rich or not was indeed his own problem, and there was an old saying in the secular world, if the young man did not work hard, the boss would be sad.

"Chongbao, what is it, the material or the magic weapon of the elixir, can you talk about it first?"

"This will not be made public again, but the old man can only be described as difficult to find in the world, and what it is, in the end, you will naturally know. The white figure said with a faint smile.

This sentence was so loud that it naturally caused a commotion among the people in the hall, and their hearts were involuntarily aroused, but no one asked anything more.

Then the white light figure grabbed a storage bag in front of him, and then the black light flashed in his hand, and a thing that looked like a red date appeared in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the object came out, a majestic current of heat spread out in all directions, shocking the crowd again. 【Provided】