Wherever Li Daoming passed, all the outer disciples gave way to a way, and it was not until he walked away that the injured disciples dared to get up to heal their injuries.

"If you have the ability to fight Master Wu, what is the ability to come here to find us angry"?

"Senior brother, it's true that our outer disciples didn't mess with him."

"Be quiet. This is already the eighth time. The first two times, one person died of serious injuries"?

"Didn't the sect punish him"?

"Punishment, not to mention his grandfather of the old man Jindan, he is also a person who can build a foundation at any time, who will offend people for our group of outer disciples."

A group of black-clothed disciples outside the door whispered outside the door about what Li Daoming had done during this time. Liang Zicheng just listened carefully from the sidelines and did not express any opinions. Who knows if there is Li Daoming's person in it, if he tells himself together, won't it be over?

After the senior brother left, at the foundation building ceremony, Xie Hao did not mention the matter of courtship. Obviously, it was just disgusting Li Daoming just now. There was harmony at the ceremony, and after the banquet, the elders and disciples of the other sects resigned one after another, and the head of the sect also arranged for people to say goodbye one by one, and the foundation building ceremony of Han Xue'er and others also came to an end.

In the blink of an eye, a few days have passed.

In front of the outer gate of the bamboo building, a figure faced the morning glow, breathing, and between the movements, the vigorous vitality filled the surroundings, swinging a stream of pure aura.

This figure is naturally Liang Zicheng.

At this time, Liang Zicheng looked even more elegant, his facial features were like knives, and his eyes exuded a wise gaze.

A few seconds later, Liang Zicheng got up and looked at the surrounding world, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Liang Zicheng found that his contribution could not keep up with the consumption of cultivation, a pill gathering qi pill in the late stage of qi cultivation required seven hundred contribution points, and Liang Zicheng's contribution to the challenge of the nine-story demon tower in January was only three thousand points, and he could only buy four, and he could use it up in four days, the cultivation speed without the pill and the speed with the pill were simply incomparable, and after many investigations, Liang Zicheng found that there were two ways to solve the dilemma in front of him.

First, go to the black market next to the sect and exchange the five-colored flowers for some cultivation needs, and second, go to the demon beast forest to explore with people and get some cultivation resources.

In the end, Liang Zicheng decided to go to the black market first to exchange for some cultivation resources, and then go to the Demon Beast Forest to explore after mastering the flight of the sword.

Liang Zicheng has a five-colored flower hidden in his arms, a black cloak on his body, and a mask on his head. Quickly rushed towards the black market outside the sect, and after half an hour, Liang Zicheng came to a small valley.

According to the route guided by the disciples in the sect, Liang Zicheng has already come to the black market.

Liang Zicheng didn't take the liberty to walk towards the valley, this is outside the sect, if you trespass on a place you shouldn't go, you will be unlucky.

He surveyed the surroundings of the valley and went to a hidden place to hide to see if any monks could enter or leave the valley.

After waiting for half an hour, it was getting late. At this time, some monks with hats and armor began to come here and quickly entered. Liang Zicheng saw that there was no danger, and the people who came were all people in the middle and late stages of Qi training, so he immediately dispersed the breathing technique, making his cultivation look like he was walking towards the valley in the late stage of Qi training.

As soon as he arrived here, two masters in the late stage of Qi cultivation appeared in front of Liang Zicheng.

The leader said, "All participants must pay two lower grade spirit stones. ”

Liang Zicheng nodded, and immediately took out two spirit stones from his arms.

Walk through a hole in the ground that is more than ten meters long. I came to bring a basin, and my eyes suddenly opened up.

At the entrance of the cave, there was a big man wearing a black cloak at the end of the Qi training period, and when he saw Liang Zicheng coming in, his eyes flashed golden, and he found out that Liang Zicheng was cultivating, and immediately smiled: "The black market trade fair will start in half an hour, this fellow Daoist please come in."

Liang Zicheng asked cautiously, "Senior brother, what are the rules here?"

Dahan smiled: "Oh, it turns out that the junior brother is here for the first time, and there will be a trading conference in the second half an hour, and some people will sell things at that time, or exchange some things with others, or bid for some auction treasures."

"Senior Brother Xie. I went in first."

Dahan didn't say anything more, shook the bell on the table a few times, and slowly opened a hole in the basin.

Liang Zicheng slowly walked towards the cave. This is a hall, the hall is very large, and there are already a lot of monks sitting in it, most of them are only a few mid-stage Qi cultivation disciples in the late stage of Qi cultivation. There were even a few foundation-building monks.

Liang Zicheng found a random place in the hall and sat down, and the bidding auction began half an hour later.

All the monks in the hall stopped buying and selling and watched the auction. Liang Zicheng also looked at the high platform in front of him.

On the auction table in the center of the hall, several black-clothed cloaked late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators had already shown the auction items and began to shout loudly, "Today's first auction item, the lower grade flying sword magic weapon, the starting price is ten lower grade spirit stones. The rules are simple, whoever bids the highest wins. You can trade spirit stones, or you can trade them with items of general equivalent. ”

"Are you mistaken, everyone will have a low-grade flying sword magic weapon when they become an outer disciple, who will exchange ten spirit stones for this." A large man in a cloak stood up.

"This junior brother is right, but this flying sword is the best flying sword with spiritual sense." After speaking, the auctioneer on the stage used a beautiful wooden box to hold a flying sword several inches long with sealing rune paper in his hand.

"What is actually a Spiritual Flying Sword".

"That's the best flying sword that allows you to use the sword art at the beginning of Qi training."

Soon, several monks in the audience quoted the price.

Perhaps because there were relatively few appearances of this item, the auction atmosphere in the hall was very lively, and in the end, this superb flying sword was bought by a black-robed man in the late stage of Qi cultivation for two hundred spirit stones.

However, as with all auctions, the best is always to come. Subsequently, the auction items came out one after another with several good mid-level magic weapons, and even a high-level magic weapon. The price is naturally rising, high-grade magic weapons, the starting price is already a thousand low-grade spirit stones, and there are obviously more competitors, and in a few blinks of an eye, it quickly rose to more than two thousand spirit stones.

"Today's sixth auction item is the five-color flower, one of the main medicines of Zhuji Dan, the five-color flower is very rare, I don't need to say more, the starting price is five hundred spirit stones." The auction monk took out a jade box, and in the box was a flower that was exactly the same as Liang Zicheng's body.

"I want it, six hundred spirit stones!" a young man's voice rang out.

"Cut, Li Daoming is just this, you want this, I'll give you seven hundred lower grade spirit stones!"

When Liang Zicheng heard this, he immediately looked at the man who made the voice for the first time, and sure enough, except for wearing a mask, he was exactly the same as Li Daoming.

"Seven hundred and fifty".

"Eight hundred".

"One thousand".