The stall owner's reaction surprised Luo Fu.

Luo Qingfeng said: "The weight of a Starlight point will be beyond your imagination. ”

Luo Fu was surprised in his heart, good guy, isn't the thirty-six points he got for nothing a huge fortune.

No, it can't be measured by the word just wealth.

Luo Fu also noticed that among the various magic weapons on the stall, some magic weapons were labeled with red labels, and asked, "Why is this?" ”

Luo Qingfeng said: "In order to put an end to a magic weapon, it changed hands many times and generated a large number of points, so the Holy Mother set up rules. ”

"The same magic weapon, only the first transaction will generate points, and it will be registered, and then it will no longer generate points."

Luo Fu nodded slightly.

In this way, the difficulty of obtaining Starlight points will be further increased.

The stall owner had red eyes and refused to stop asking: "Honorable guest, I hope you will raise your noble hand and buy one!" ”

Luo Fu smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, you don't have what I want here." ”

"Luo Lao, let's go inside."

With thirty-six points in hand, Luo Fu's confidence in his heart is much more sufficient.

You only need to sell, buy, or exchange any magic weapon again, and you can make up thirty-seven points.

On the way forward, he asked Luo Qingfeng about the points of the four people.

Luo Qingfeng is thirty-six points, Sun Haoran is thirty-six points, the white-clothed saint is thirty-five points, and the wine saint is only thirty-three points.

Therefore, Luo Fu needed to earn another nine points before he could bring all four of them into Moonlight City.

After walking out of a section, I suddenly saw a crowd of people in front of me.

A large number of monks gathered in a circle.

It seems that there is something going on inside.

Luo Fu and the five of them glanced at each other, rose into the air, and looked inside from a high place.

I saw an old man sitting on the ground, having taken off his mask and looking decadent.

His booth was empty.

There is a big flag standing beside him: Clearing.

Luo Qingfeng introduced to Luo Fu: "This person should have been unable to make up thirty-seven points for a long time, and he has completely given up. ”

As soon as the words fell, the decadent old man smiled bitterly, and clasped his fists at the onlookers: "The old man has given up and no longer asks for the moonlight token." ”

"Now, all thirty-four points, may all be clear!"

"Every Starlight point can be exchanged for three top-grade Asian immortal weapons, and they will leave when they are sold out, and they will not come back in this life."

The crowd exploded.

"I'll trade with you!"

"Let the old man come first, and the old man will give you three superb Asian immortal weapons now!"

Luo Fu looked at the crazy crowd in surprise.

You can't squeeze in at all.

In just a few moments, the old man had exchanged all his points, laughed freely, and left the venue.

"Hahahaha, I've made up thirty-seven points, I can enter Moonlight City!"

"Haha, it's been five times, and the old man can finally redeem the Moonlight Token!"

The monks who had exchanged for points laughed excitedly.

The monks who did not squeeze in gritted their teeth and trembled with anger.

Luo Fu said in a low voice: "If a monk comes in and sells a garbage spirit soldier casually, wouldn't he be able to exchange points for three sub-immortal weapons after changing hands?" ”

Luo Qingfeng said: "Well, so the weight of an invitation letter is extremely heavy, which is equivalent to a windfall from heaven." ”

At this moment, Luo Fu's strong hearing heard two people talking in the corner.

In the afterglow, there was a monk with a tiger on his mask, talking to a monk with a moon on his mask.

Tiger Monk: "This time, you have to enter Moonlight City no matter what!" ”

"The Feiyun Sect and my Divine Sword Sect are already immortal."

"That Feiyun Sect Master doesn't know where to get the first-order immortal sword, if this sect master can't buy a first-order immortal weapon, my Divine Sword Sect will face a crisis of extinction!"

"If you can't enter Moonlight City, this sect master will be doomed!"

Moon Monk: "We have been friends for 700 years, but it's not that the old man can't save him when he dies." ”

"The old man is only one point behind, and there is nothing he can do."

Luo Fu listened quietly to the conversation.

It was judged that the Feiyun Sect and the Divine Sword Sect should be immortal-level sects.

An immortal weapon, for an immortal-level sect, is definitely an unattainable treasure.

Even for some low-level god-level forces, it is very important.

However, one starlight point can be used to die alive, an immortal-level sect master.

No one will take points lightly.

If you let it out, and then you want to get it, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"Let's keep walking and see if there's anything good ahead." Luo Fu said hello to Luo Qingfeng and the four of them, and continued to walk forward.

Although Luo Fu has a lot of points in his hand, he will not be a bad person, so he will give the Divine Sword Sect a point.

Giving the Divine Sword Sect Master a point is cruelty to the Feiyun Sect.

Maybe the Divine Sword Sect was the one who had bullied the Feiyun Sect.

If you can't explain the grievances and hatreds in the monastic world, it's best not to interfere.

Along the way, Luo Fu found a lot of noteworthy places.

In fact, although there are many stalls, there are not many real finished products.

The sub-immortal artifacts are not as widespread as imagined.

More of the things that are sold and traded are refining equipment, alchemy elixirs, etc., raw materials.

These raw materials can also be scored, and if it is a low-grade sub-immortal grass, it will share the same points as the low-grade sub-immortal elixir.

There are very few real finished sub-immortal weapons, sub-immortal pills, sub-immortal talismans and the like.

As for the Gongfa classics, they are more special, because the books can be copied infinitely, so they can only be traded here, not points.

"Dao Master, let's go ......"

Luo Qingfeng was full of interest, and was halfway through his words, but suddenly stopped.

I saw him stop, heading in one direction, his eyes cold.

Luo Fu looked at Luo Qingfeng curiously: "Old Luo, what's wrong?" ”

Luo Qingfeng's voice was cold: "I saw an old acquaintance." ”

Old acquaintances?

Luo Fu followed Luo Qingfeng's gaze and looked not far away.

The person who was locked by Luo Qingfeng's gaze was a knife-faced, hooked nose, facing a mean old monk.

The hook-nosed monk seemed to be extremely rampant, one of the few people who did not wear a mask.

"Luo Lao knows him?"

Luo Qingfeng's voice became more and more cold: "Don't you know, this person is called the Bladeless Sword Saint." ”

"Daoist, have you ever remembered that the old man begged you to save Brother Xiahou?"

This sentence made Luo Fu clear.

Back then, Luo Qingfeng was besieged by foreign monks, and it was Xiahou Tianyang who went to the meeting single-handedly and rescued Luo Qingfeng.

It was also that battle that Xiahou Tianyang fought alone against the three major foreign sword saints and almost died.

"It's him!?" Luo Fu's gaze gradually became cold.

It's really nowhere to find it!

Luo Qingfeng felt Luo Fu's faint killing intent and said, "Dao Master must not be reckless. ”

"You can't fight in this place!"

Luo Fu said in a deep voice, "I know it in my heart." ”

"Let's go, follow along."

The five of them secretly followed the bladeless sword master to an area called the "Gambling Treasure Area".

At the Treasure Appreciation Event, it is divided into five major areas.

Trade area, treasure appreciation area, gambling treasure area, auction area, merit area.

In the past, Luo Fu was located, which was the trade area.

Gambling area.

Follow the Bladeless Juggernaut all the way to this area.

Luo Fu noticed that the number of monks in this gambling area was no less than that in the trade area.

But most of them just watched the excitement and were not determined to participate in the gambling treasure.

There are many onlookers at a large number of gambling booths, but there are only a handful of participants.

The bladeless sword saint set up a gambling stall by himself.

Luo Fu mingled in the crowd and watched coldly.

The Bladeless Sword Saint sat on the ground.

A grand maid brought five pitch-black jars and placed them in the booth in front of the Bladeless Sword Master.

On each jar, the words "Best Sub-Immortal Weapon" are pasted on it.

Immediately, the maid of the grand event introduced to the onlookers with a smile.

"Five treasure pots of hidden artifacts, provided by the grand event, you can rest assured that you can gamble on the treasure, absolutely fair."

The bladeless sword saint said to the onlookers in a deep voice: "Old man, gamble on the treasure with the best Asian immortal weapon, and set up five cans. ”

"Among these five jars, there is a jar that hides the old man's best Yaxian Sword."

"Among the other four jars, they are provided by the grand event, four top-grade sub-immortal level ornaments."

The crowd suddenly became agitated.

Luo Fu suddenly understood.

This is the way to bet on Guess Bao.

Those five hidden treasure jars, through special refining techniques, can prevent all spiritual exploration.

But just in case, the Canglan Festival still mixed four sub-immortal weapons of the same grade into it to confuse the public.

At this time, a person squeezed out of the crowd and came to the Bladeless Sword Saint.

This person is the previous "Tiger Monk", the Divine Sword Sect Master!

The Divine Sword Sect Master seemed to have made up his mind and asked the Bladeless Sword Saint, "What kind of gambling method?" ”

The Bladeless Sword Saint smiled gloomily: "You have two top-grade sub-immortal weapons as bargaining chips." ”

"Guess the old man's Yaxian Sword, the Yaxian Sword belongs to you, and the old man will send another Starlight Points!"

"If you guess wrong, your two sub-immortal weapons will belong to the old man."

"Two chips for the Immortals!?" The Divine Sword Sect Master immediately clenched his fists and hesitated.

This kind of gambling is very risky!

The probability of guessing the Central Asian Immortal Sword is only one in five.

Once you guess wrong, the two best sub-immortal weapons in your hands will belong to someone else.

But for the sake of that one Starlight Points, the Divine Sword Sect Master let it go.

"Bet!"

The crowd erupted in applause.

Watching the lively, it's never a big deal.

Only Luo Fu knew that the Divine Sword Sect Master was difficult to ride a tiger and had to fight.

What he wanted was not the Yaxian Sword, but that one Starlight Points!

If you can't enter Haoyue City, the sect will be destroyed, and people will die!

Immediately, amid warm applause and coaxing, the Divine Sword Sect Master handed over two chips.

One piece, the best sub-immortal level ring.

One piece, the best sub-immortal level flying sword.

The chips are kept by the maid of the grand event, and then the gambling part is the treasure part.

The Divine Sword Sect Master, his eyes wandering back and forth on the five hidden artifact treasure jars through the mask.

It seems that he wants to desperately see a clue.

But the treasure pot of the hidden artifact does not leak, and no matter how hard outsiders try, they can't see the slightest flaw.

Gradually, among the onlookers, some people began to urge.

The sound of heckling grew louder and louder.

On the other side, the Bladeless Sword Master had a sinister smile on his face.

After a long time, the Divine Sword Sect Master finally gritted his teeth and pointed to the second jar on the left.

The Bladeless Sword Saint smiled, and the smile was very cruel.

The maid came and opened the second jar, and inside was a ...... A jade pendant!

As a sign of justice, the maid opened four more jars.

In the first jar in the right hand, it was indeed the Bladeless Sword Saint, the Yaxian Sword.

Suddenly.

The Divine Sword Sect Master snorted, took three steps back, and his straight body suddenly fell down, as if he had aged hundreds of years.

The whole person is wilted.

In the crowd, some people cheered, and some people laughed evilly.

The Bladeless Sword Saint smiled and took his spoils from the maid's hand.

Two pieces, the best sub-immortal artifacts, belong to him.

Then, the maid turned back to the background, shuffled the order of the treasure jar, and brought it back again.

The bladeless sword saint, with thin lips, showed a mean shrill smile: "Everyone, give it a fight, and you can enter Haoyue City." ”

"Is anyone else gambling?"

The crowd was mixed, and all kinds of voices were mixed in.

But no one came to gamble anymore.

The Bladeless Sword Saint laughed wildly: "Fellow Daoists, you don't even have this bit of courage? ”

"The old man dares to show his true face, but you don't even have the courage to gamble once?"

That's when it happened.

A figure pushed away the crowd and sat on the ground in front of the bladeless sword saint.

The Bladeless Sword Saint showed a triumphant smile and looked at the wronged seed in front of him.

But when he saw the monk sitting opposite, a small circle was drawn on the center of the mask's eyebrows.

"I'll bet on you."