In the valley where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and in the valley where the stream is gurgling, from time to time, a female cultivator in a long white dress takes out various spiritual lessons from the storage bag and puts them on the stone table in the valley. Then he retreated, these foundation building nuns were all as beautiful as flowers and naturally beautiful. In addition, the monks of the Chiyuan Continent live more together with the secular mortals, and the habits of the mortals are also more, and from time to time there will be a few mortal Jindan monks and Zhuji female cultivators who laugh a few words.

Most of the Zhuji nuns in white dresses are shy, they are very clear about the intention of being arranged here by the owner here, in fact, most of the Zhuji nuns still take the initiative to come here, because the people who haunt here are Jindan monks, and they exchange some spiritual objects with each other, or auction some valuable spiritual objects in public, in the surrounding stone pavilions, or in the bamboo forest, this small place with a radius of only ten miles, Zhuji monks can also finish the place in a moment, but they have already focused on no less than three hundred Jindan monks.

At this moment, a black-clothed friar, with his hair tied up and wearing a mink hat, walked behind his back with his hands behind his back. The physiognomy is rare among these Jindan monks. Although he doesn't look handsome, he is also a delicate and attractive type, especially the clear eyes. It's not like some monks are gloomy, or occasionally leak killing intent, which makes them, the foundation building maids, a little frightened. Judging that this young monk should have taken the Zhuyan Pill, but his actual age should not be very old.

This young man is naturally Lu Xiaotian, as early as two days ago, Lu Xiaotian's injury recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight, and he received a flyer from Duan Xingping, this annual Jindan monk trade conference is about to be held as scheduled, and according to Duan Xingping, this trade fair is likely to have some unexpected good things. Among them was the ninth-order demon beast spirit that he had always wanted to ask for.

Yesterday, Lu Xiaotian went through another recuperation of cold ice, and his injuries were all recovered, and he came here early this morning.

Although the participants were all Jindan monks except for the Zhuji maid, in addition to the higher level of cultivation, the spiritual objects on display were of a higher level, and in fact, the trading methods were similar to those of low-level monks, and some were like Lu Xiaotian, constantly walking around, looking at the lists placed on the stone table. There are some spiritual objects on the list, and if they are spirit grass or spirit wood, the year will also be marked.

There are also those who have to pay a high price for what they want.

Lu Xiaotian looked at more than a dozen people in turn, but he didn't see what he wanted, he couldn't help but shake his head, and continued to walk forward, and suddenly, there was a mocking sound in front of him.

"Who am I, isn't this the majestic purple-winged skull hammer Dou Mad Tiger in the Black Sky Mountain Range? How did you become like this?" laughed a middle-aged man in a round face and a beard.

"Dou Crazy Tiger? Huh? I said, Brother Dou, your complexion doesn't look very good. Could it be that the rumors from a few days ago turned out to be true?" Hearing the laughter of the round-faced middle-aged Xuanyi, several Jindan monks around him immediately gathered around.

Lu Xiaotian was stunned when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile a little, this world is really small sometimes, and the opponent who had only fought a few days ago actually met at this trade at this time.

Lu Xiaotian walked over with a step, only to see that in the fingers and fingers of several Jindan monks, Dou Crazy Tiger, who looked pale and looked like he had not recovered from a serious illness, looked embarrassed at this time, and the aura on his body was a little confused. In fact, Lu Xiaotian didn't know how much his palm hurt the other party when Dou Mad Tiger fled, but now it seems that not only that palm, but also the Demon Suppression Tower should have caused a huge trauma to him, otherwise with Dou Mad Tiger, a late-stage Jindan monk, his complexion would never be so gray at this time.

"What rumors, what rumors?" a golden-crowned young man, holding a jade fan, walked over gracefully, with some curiosity on his face.

"It turned out to be Yu Gongzi, disrespectful, disrespectful. Yu Gongzi has been traveling all year round, so he naturally doesn't know much about some of the recent things that have happened in Wuxian City, and some time ago, Zhenweihou Mansion actually had a vision of the convergence of the essence of the sun and the moon, which is quite like a sign of the birth of a psychic magic weapon. As soon as the round-faced middle-aged man saw Yu Qingfeng, who had a prominent family background, he immediately saluted and said goodbye.

"Psychic magic weapon!" Yu Qingfeng, a young man with a golden crown, looked moved.

"It's a little similar, but it's not quite like it, and Zhenweihou Cao Sheng was recruited by the Northern Qi State more than twenty years ago to resist the beast tide of the Black Sky Mountain Range, and he has not returned yet, and there is only an eighth-order Di You dog in the entire Zhenweihou Mansion. Naturally, it couldn't shake those ill-intentioned Jindan monks, and for a while, Zhenweihou Mansion was like a small boat swaying in a storm. It can capsize at any time. ”

"I also know about Zhenwei Mansion's return to the Northern Qi Kingdom, an eighth-order Di You dog, although powerful, but it is indeed difficult to deter people with ulterior motives, it seems that this Dou Mad Tiger is one of them, but how could Dou Mad Tiger be so seriously injured? Who has such a means? Or is it that Zhenwei Hou secretly left a few masters?" Yu Qingfeng guessed the key to it with just a few words, and was suddenly a little surprised.

"Yu Gongzi is really wise. However, it was a mistake, Zhenweihou did not leave a few masters, and Zhenweihou Cao Sheng took away all the monks of Xiang Dajindan. The one who defeated Dou Mad Tiger was a mysterious man in black. Another goat's whisker, the old man with a hanging knife eyebrow grabbed the white and said.

"The mysterious man in black, what is the origin? There is only one?" Yu Qingfeng originally looked indifferent, but at this time, the fan in his hand shook involuntarily, even if he pretended to be calm, he couldn't hide the shock on his face.

"There is only one, and no one knows where the man in black came from. I only know that this person is strong, even if he is the most powerful Jindan late-stage cultivator in Harmless City, he may not be able to overwhelm the man in black. The old man sighed and said, "In the original battle, I happened to pass by, and I happened to be able to see it, and it was really a shocking battle. ”

"What, you passed by there, the man in black is really as divine as rumored?" This time not only Yu Qingfeng, but also some other Jindan monks also surrounded him, looking curious, although they had heard some of them, but after all, word of mouth was far from the original real version. The old man with the hanging knife eyebrows said that he was passing by, but in fact, everyone knew that he was also afraid that he also wanted to rush to the emptiness of the Zhenweihou Mansion and wanted to pick a cheap one. It's just that there is no need to say it. It's enough to know this kind of thing.

Even if everyone had heard this rumor, they were still shocked by the facts, not to mention Yu Qingfeng, who had just returned from other places.