Yiwu Pavilion is the largest trading place in the Imperial City of Lingguo, this Yiwu Pavilion does not know when it was built, nor who built it, but no one has ever dared to make trouble here.

Yiwuge not only sells all kinds of things by himself, but also sells them on behalf of others. The so-called consignment sale is that the warrior himself produces things and sells them in Yiwu Pavilion, and in the end, Yiwu Pavilion only needs five percent of the profit, which sounds like a lot, but it is a lot safer, at least you are protected here.

I heard that there were even top-level exercises of the human level for sale here, and the high-level exercises of the human level were even more endless, some of them were sold by Yiwu Pavilion, and some were obtained by martial artists who killed people and sold more goods, so they were sold anonymously in Yiwu Pavilion. To put it bluntly, Yiwu Pavilion is like a black market.

After Gao Han and Zheng Ling came out of the Gao family's library pavilion, they walked towards Yiwu Pavilion, which is located in the very center of the imperial city, and it is strange to say that even the royal family and several major families have acquiesced to this practice, and the secret may only be known to the real rulers of several major families!

Walking on the road, Gao Han felt that although the imperial city was lively, it was still in order. The most important thing is that there are no stalls selling things on both sides of the road, all of them are shops, and there are also clear regulations in the imperial city that they are not allowed to disturb the cleanliness of the imperial city, and those who find stalls will have to eat at least a few days in prison.

Half an hour passed, and Gao Han and Zheng Ling finally stood in front of Yiwu Pavilion. The Yiwu Pavilion is made up of four towers, each of which has a height of six floors, forming a three-legged posture that surrounds a seven-story pavilion, like three guards, protecting the king in the middle. The overall look is majestic and shocking. Gao Han had never seen what the Lingguo Palace was like, but what he knew for sure was that it was the most majestic building Gao Han had ever seen, even if the Zheng Mansion was inferior to it.

The tower in the middle has eight sides, and the seven floors on each side are hung with the plaque of the writer "Yiwu Pavilion" three vigorous characters to ensure that each side is seen clearly. The three pavilions outside are divided into different types, respectively, the pavilion, the Gong Pavilion, the third is not specifically written, listening to Zheng Ling's explanation, it seems to be the same as the market, everything is sold, there are demon beast materials, spirit grass, spirit pills. The whole nine yards.

This time, Gao Han came mainly to find a low-grade sword, so he naturally walked to the Pavilion first. After entering, Gao Han immediately felt that the atmosphere inside was obviously different from the outside, and the sharp aura of various weapons continued to impact Gao Han's heartstrings, which made Gao Han sigh: If it is an ordinary condensing martial artist, let alone choosing weapons, he doesn't even dare to stay inside for a while.

Gao Han looked at the shelves one by one, all kinds of weapons were full of dazzling, and in general they were still chaotic and orderly, but on the first floor, they were all low-grade weapons, and each area was divided into different types. Knife. Gun. Sword. Halberd. Axe. Yu. Hook. Fork...... In short, everything should be there. The people here are also different, there are old people, young people, men and women.

At this time, a waiter approached, and Gao Han sensed the other party's cultivation, which was actually the cultivation of the second layer of the true truth, which had to make Gao Han look sideways. However, the other party did not speak domineeringly, but smiled mildly and whispered, "What do the two guest officers need?"

Zheng Ling seemed to come often, and it was commonplace to do so, so he smiled casually and said, "It's okay, let's just take a look at random!" The waiter politely stretched out his hand: "Please feel free to watch!" Zheng Ling and Gao Han nodded slightly, and walked towards the place where the lower grade sword was placed.

Gao Han was a little dazzled by these sword flashes, Yi Wu Pavilion deserved to be the best martial arts trading place in the Spirit Country, just saying that these inferior weapons were enough for a small force to operate.

When Gao Han was selecting the sword, a voice full of disdain and arrogance came: "Isn't this the eldest prince of our Lingguo Zheng Mansion? Do you want to participate in this competition? I advise you not to participate, otherwise you may be beaten and disabled!"

Gao Han looked back, and the person who spoke was a young man, about the same age as Zheng Ling, about twenty-four years old, dressed in a cyan brocade robe, his body was extremely thin, but he was still very tall, and he was not much fatter than the bamboo pole from the side. But the cultivation is much higher than Zheng Ling, I feel that the fluctuation should be the peak of the second layer of the true world, and it is about to turn into the third layer of the real world, and the right leg is obviously much calmer than the left leg when walking, and it should be practiced on the leg, but there is a callus on the tiger's mouth on his right hand, and he should have practiced a good knife technique.

Swordsmanship is an all-round development, and the main way is light and ingenious. Therefore, if there are calluses, all the palms of the hands are all over, and there will not only be calluses at the tiger's mouth. The knife is different, the knife is mainly domineering, in fact, the splitting of the sky and the earth, mainly on the split, the easiest to make the palm of the tiger mouth calloused. As for weapons that are too powerful such as axes, they are usually calloused on both hands.

"I found out that you are also getting more and more mixed up, but yes, you are all real waste, so you can meet the standard! The so-called waste is always with the waste!" The tall and thin man continued to sarcastically mock Zheng Ling.

"Who is this person?" In addition to the people of the six great families in the imperial city, how many people dared to offend the people of the Zheng family, Gao Hanman thought that the other party was a member of the six great families? "This person's name is Ning Hai, and he is a member of a nine-star family in the Imperial City!" Zheng Ling said to Gao Han indifferently.

"How can the Nine-Star Family offend an Eight-Star Family like you? Isn't he afraid that the family will be wiped out?"

"You don't know this, the Ning family was originally a small family that was even a lot of the Nine Star Family, and among the whole family, only the cultivation of the head of the family, Ning Huapeng, was at the high point, and it was the cultivation of the seventh layer of the True Transformation, and then there were few True Martial Artists. But Ning Huapeng has a younger sister, Ning Huali, born with a beautiful national color, so Ning Huapeng gave his sister to the emperor, Lu Yingjie was straight at the time, plus Ning Huali was also ruthless, after harming a lot of concubines who were on par with himself, he kept his status, with the support of the royal family, the Ning family became a nine-star family, although the people of the Ning family are not highly cultivated, they are also extremely arrogant!" Zheng Ling pointed to the man on the other side: "This person is Ning Huapeng's only son, Ning Hai!"

Since the two did not deliberately lower their voices when they talked, all the words they said reached Ning Hai's ears, and now Ning Hai's face was as ugly as a pig's liver, and he didn't really want to teach Zheng Ling a lesson, but he didn't mess with how he belittled the other party, the other party was a disciple of the Zheng family, not comparable to himself, if the Zheng family was really on a whim, even if he had the protection of his aunt, he would have to lose his skin.

"That waste next to Zheng Ling, you come over and lick my shoes, and say again, grandpa, I was wrong, a hundred times in a row, I will let you go......!"

Gao Han flicked the hilt of the sword in his hand with his fingers with a faint expression, and sighed helplessly: "The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop! grandson, you just know that you are wrong!" The hand gradually grasped the hilt of the sword.

"You!" Ning Hai was angry: "I see that you are impatient! When Ning Hai said this, Gao Han's long sword had already been drawn halfway, and his momentum was gradually condensed.

"Brother Gao, don't! It is strictly forbidden to use force here!" Zheng Ling quickly pressed Gao Han's right hand as he drew his sword. Ning Hai hated in his heart, it was a pity why the other party didn't draw his sword here, Ning Hai glanced at Gao Han mockingly: "Waste, coward!"

Gao Han just glanced at the other party lightly, unmoved: "You are just a waste, and you still have the face to talk about me!"

"Waste! You say I'm waste? Hahaha, it's ridiculous, a martial artist on the first layer of reality actually laughs at a martial artist on the second layer of reality......"

Gao Han didn't pay attention to Ning Hai anymore, but concentrated on picking up the sword. Each sword has its own name, but some of the grades are a bit lower. Even if there is a name, people don't bother to call it, so only that kind of good weapon has a name, just like Lu Zhengchun's Wang Bajian. Ning Hai gave Gao Han a dead look, and walked out resentfully.

Gao Han looked at the sword frame one by one, and all kinds of swords flashed their own unique brilliance, the cyan Qingfeng Sword, the red Red Fire Sword, and the golden Tuhua Sword......

There is a price under each one, the Qingfeng Sword, the sword qi is extremely clever, and it has an extremely strong cutting power - one million and one hundred thousand taels. The Red Fire Sword, an attack with fire vitality, is extremely powerful in destructive power, one and a half million. Tu Hua sword, slaughter all Qianhua, one day burial, 1.8 million taels.

These are low-grade high-grade weapons, which are only one line worse than Wang Bajian, and of course the price is relatively expensive. All the money in Gao Han's hands added up to only one million and one hundred thousand taels. Even the Qingfeng Sword couldn't afford it, so I had to continue to look at it below.

The weapons on the lower floor are of a relatively low level, all of them are low-grade intermediate weapons, and they don't have any names. But in the end, Gao Han suddenly found that there was a sword with a name, and the quality was a top-grade sword, and it was not much stronger than Lu Zhengchun's Wang Ba Sword just by looking at the quality. But it was placed below, the sword body was blue, the sword was like autumn water, and Gao Han looked at the name - the Falling Feather Sword. However, the price of this sword is very small, less than that of ordinary low-grade lower-grade swords, and the price is only 800,000 taels.

"Brother Zheng, I have some questions, how can I call the people here to explain?" Gao Han said to Zheng Ling. Zheng Ling smiled lightly: "It's simple!" Then Zheng Ling held a metal wooden stick next to him and knocked on the price tag, the brand didn't know what material it was made of, and after the metal wooden stick knocked on the sign, a crisp sound came out. And it's getting bigger.

"Haha, it turned out to be Zheng Gongzi!" A rough voice came into Gao Han's ears, and the person who came was a tall man, only thirty years old, but the cultivation fluctuation on his body was the ninth layer of true transformation.

Gao Han was extremely surprised when he saw it, and asked Zheng Ling in a low voice: "Who is this person?" But unexpectedly, Zheng Ling didn't speak, but the strong man spoke first: "Haha, Zheng Gongzi has brought a newcomer! My name is Xu Tianchuan, I am the branch of this Yiwu Pavilion, the shopkeeper of the Pavilion, but I don't know what to call this little brother?"

"Oh, it's just the front desk shopkeeper!" Gao Han was not only surprised in his heart this time, but also had a slight surprise on his face. The other party is really a ninth-layer cultivator, but it is just the front desk shopkeeper of the Instrument Pavilion, and the most important thing is that the other party is not very old, but he is only in his thirties, it can really be said that he has a promising future, he is willing to be a front desk shopkeeper, it seems that the water in this Yiwu Pavilion is very deep!

"In the Lower Ethereal Sect Gao Han!" Gao Han arched his hand: "I called the seniors to ask the seniors, what is going on with this Falling Feather Sword? The level seems to be more than a low-grade top-grade sword, why is the price so low, could it be that this sword is damaged?"

Xu Tianchuan's expression was slightly decadent after hearing this, and he pointed to Luo Yu Sword and said: "This sword is indeed not a low-grade sword, but a medium-grade weapon!, and it is still a complete medium-grade sword." "Then why ......?" this time even Zheng Ling didn't understand.

Xu Tianchuan explained with a bitter expression: "This sword was discovered by my Yiwu Pavilion in an ancient ruin, and there are a large number of secret books and divine weapons in that ruins. Among them, there are countless lower-level weapons, and there are also many middle-grade swords. But the position of this sword is special, and it is actually inserted in a deep pool in one of the ruins. This was discovered by a martial artist who accidentally fell in, but after getting it, he found that this sword was a water-type sword!"

Gao Han suddenly realized when he heard this, the martial arts of the Tianwu Continent have a long history, and there is hundreds of millions of years of historical evidence. Since the martial arts have been developed for such a long time, of course there will be no shortage of relics. And the water attribute sword is the least liked sword, because there are very few people in the Tianwu Continent who practice water attribute exercises now, so it is basically useless to be excavated like this kind of water attribute sword.

Xu Tianchuan continued: "This sword is actually very good, it can quickly gather the aura in the air, convert it into water true qi, and release it, and be placed on the second layer. But two years have passed, no one cares, so it was moved to the bottom, and finally it was shelved at this level of the lower grade middle level, and in another two years, I am afraid it will be given up for sale, but it is a pity that such a divine weapon!"

The first floor of the pavilion is full of low-grade weapons, the second layer is the middle grade and below weapons, the third floor is the middle grade top weapons, the fourth layer is the upper grade and lower weapons, the fifth floor is the top grade intermediate weapons, and the top layer is the top grade high-grade weapons.

But since the fifth floor, it is priceless, even if it is a behemoth like the royal family, buying one of the weapons will hurt the muscles and bones, and it will have to be robbed by defense masters.

Gao Han stretched out his hand and stroked the sword body of the falling feather sword, the smooth sword body shone with blue light, as if he was crying about his experience in the past few years, with that faint sadness and helplessness, the pearl was covered with dust.

Looking at the light of this sword, Gao Han seemed to fall into his memories of those five years, which were the memories he was most unwilling to touch, and they were forbidden areas. This sword is similar to what happened to him, the same because of the water attribute, Gao Han is talented, and the Falling Feather Sword is high-end, but it has been forgotten.

Gao Han grabbed the hilt of the Luoyu Sword with one hand, waved it a few times, and said to Xu Tianchuan: "Senior, I want this sword!" Gao Han could feel the sorrow of this sword, and he decided that no matter whether he could use this sword or not, he would buy it, and it would be a big deal to win the first place in the Lingguo competition, and then get another low-grade long sword, and his point steel sword would still be used for a few days.

Xu Tianchuan heard that Gao Han actually said the request to buy this sword, he couldn't help but look sideways, Zheng Ling hurriedly persuaded: "Brother Gao, think twice! Although this sword is a medium-grade sword, but after all, it is a water-attribute sword, you ......" He wanted to say that you would be one million taels, don't waste it on this. But seeing Gao Han's determined eyes, he couldn't go on, so he had to shake his head helplessly.

Xu Tianchuan, as a merchant, of course would not stop Gao Han from buying it, but he was afraid that the other party would return it, so he thought of an idea: "We can sell this sword to you for 600,000 taels, but in this way, we can't return it!"

Of course, Gao Han knew what the other party thought, but he didn't plan to return it, so he agreed directly, and after paying the money, Xu Tianchuan gave Luoyu Sword another scabbard, and called it to Gao Han like this.

Gao Han hung the Falling Feather Sword and the Dian Steel Sword together, patted the Falling Feather Sword, and felt very good, after all, he spent 200,000 taels of silver less, who would be in a good mood!

The Pavilion and the Gong Pavilion Gao Han can't get in, less than 500,000 taels of silver, you can't buy anything, even if you can buy human-level intermediate exercises, but that effect on Gao Han is not too big. Gao Han is still quite happy in his heart, you must know that medium-grade weapons are only available in the general spirit realm, and not all of them can be worn, and some powerful spirit warriors are still wearing low-grade weapons. I don't care if this sword can be used or not, at least I wear a medium-grade sword.

Entering the third tower, Gao Han felt a wave of sound rushing towards him, there were too many people here, and compared to the Instrument Pavilion, it was a world apart. Martial artists of various realms are constantly shuttling inside, and the things inside are placed on one counter after another, and there is a waiter on each counter, and the first layer is the ninth layer of condensation, and most of the things are used in the condensation realm.

Zheng Ling walked towards the second layer with Gao Han, the third layer is only qualified for martial artists above the fifth layer of Huazhen, not that Yiwu Pavilion restricts you and does not let you in. It's all high-grade materials, and if any big guy doesn't like you, then you're out of luck.

The second layer is obviously not as chaotic as the first layer, after all, they are all true martial artists, and they all hold their own identities, and they are not far from noisy.

Gao Han and the two began to slip up on this second layer, feasting Gao Han's eyes. The first-order demon beast draws the skin of the spirit fox. Ji Ling Fox is the most powerful of the first-order demon beasts, even if it is the eighth layer of the true realm, it may not be able to catch up with him, and if you are bitten by it, if you don't care, the strength of the whole body will slowly drain, and by the time you want to save it, it will be too late......

Just as Gao Han passed by a counter, he suddenly stopped and looked at a stone fixedly. The stone was pitch black, and the price was four million taels. Takahari did not stop because of this price, but because of the name on the stone.

This stone is called - Spirit Stone, it is the best thing for martial artists above the Transformation Truth, it is hard to find, a spirit stone is enough for a sixth-layer martial artist to cultivate for half a year, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone does not know how many times better than the mixed spiritual energy in the air, saving the effort of refining.

However, this kind of stone Gao Han was once obtained, and it was found in the lair of the leader of the horse thieves he encountered for the first time when he went to the Ethereal Sect with the Yi family caravan.