Qin Fengming went straight to the stone platform, but there was a hall three or four zhang high here, this hall looked extremely ancient, showing that the age was far away, and there was no plaque hanging above the main entrance.

Sensing the energy fluctuations at the hall gate, Qin Fengming knew that this hall was completely surrounded by some kind of powerful prohibition. Even if the divine consciousness is released, it will not be able to detect the slightest in the hall.

Although the front of the stone platform is crowded, there are few people here, and no monks stop here.

"This fellow Daoist, is there any precious item that needs to be exchanged?"

Just when Qin Fengming's figure was just standing in front of the door of the hall, he saw a flash of brilliance at the entrance of the main hall, and a figure flashed out. This person is wearing the clothes of the Green Snake Valley Trade Fair, and he has the mid-stage realm cultivation of Chengdan.

"Ah, yes, Qin has a refining material here, and he wants to exchange one or two with other Daoists through the stone platform here. Seeing this, Qin Fengming had no color on his face and spoke.

"Since Daoyou has items to exchange, then ask Daoyou Qin to enter the main hall to speak. ”

Qin Fengming didn't hesitate, his body moved, followed behind the man, and walked towards the palace gate.

The prohibition at the door of the hall was also subtle, Qin Fengming didn't seem to feel anything, and his body had already entered the main hall.

Entering the main hall, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be stunned, there were nearly twenty or thirty monks in the hall that was only a dozen zhang large, and more than a dozen of them were sitting in the center of the main hall. These monks are all dressed in the costumes of the Green Snake Valley Trade Fair.

Although the costumes were uniform, Qin Fengming could see that these monks belonged to different sects, because where these monks sat around, there was a stone plaque with different names written on it: Jingyun Sect, Wenjia, Feihuang Valley, and Baihemen. It seems that these monks are undoubtedly the guards of this trading desk.

At this time, the other dozen or so monks were sitting on wooden chairs beside the four Eight Immortal Tables on both sides of the main hall, sipping fragrant tea. Seeing Qin Fengming coming recently, they all turned their heads to look at Qin Fengming, and then lowered their heads and drank fragrant tea.

On the front of the main hall, there is also a huge stone mirror, which is very similar to the stone mirror seen in Jingyun Sect at the beginning. At this time, on the stone mirror, there were many materials and the names of spiritual grasses revealed. Some of the names have dimmed, while others are still shining.

"Qin Daoyou, as long as Daoyou pays a thousand spirit stones and takes out the treasures to be traded, I will arrange it later. ”

Qin Fengming would not hesitate, as soon as he raised his hand, a jade box appeared in his hand, and with a flick, the lid of the box opened, revealing a piece of jet-black refining material inside.

"This is a piece of black stone crystal, and Qin intends to exchange it for a purple lin stone of the same size or a blue waterfall crystal of the same size. ”

"What? It turned out to be a black stone crystal, such a precious material, how could it appear here?"

"The black stone crystal is a precious material for refining top-level magic weapons, is this Taoist friend crazy? ”

As Qin Fengming spoke, dozens of monks in this hall opened their eyes almost at the same time, and they all looked at Qin Fengming with incredible expressions. Some of them couldn't help but speak out.

"Qin Daoyou, do you really plan to exchange this piece of black stone crystal here? This piece of refining material is too precious, even if it is placed in the official trade fair of the Green Snake Valley, the conditions have already been met. ”

Looking at the jade box in the hand of the black-faced monk in front of him, the monk who led Qin Fengming into the hall said with a shocked look on his face. His tone also showed a hint of difficulty in settling down.

"Yes, this is a thousand spirit stones, just ask Daoyou to arrange it for Qin. ”

The monk took the spirit stone and the jade box, and looked at Qin Fengming again before turning around and walking towards the huge stone mirror.

"Wait, this Taoist friend, this piece of black stone crystal, the old man wants to get it, but I don't know which two materials to remove, whether the Taoist friend can use the spirit stone to trade, as long as the Taoist friend originally intended to cut love, no matter how many spirit stones, the old man will never refuse. ”

Just as the monk turned around to make a deal, an old man with yellow hair suddenly stood on the side of the main hall. At the table of the Eight Immortals where the old man was sitting, none of the monks sat at the same table with him.

The yellow-haired old man stepped forward quickly, came straight to Qin Fengming, and stretched out his hand to intercept the monk.

The old man's face was hidden in a layer of gray mist, and it was difficult for ordinary people to see his face. As the old man approached, an extremely cold aura swept towards Qin Fengming. This person doesn't need to look at it to know that he is a demon cultivator.

"This fellow Daoist can't help it, Qin removed those two materials, but he definitely didn't exchange them for other things. Facing the demon cultivator at the peak of Chengdan, Qin Fengming's face was unmoved, and he spoke directly.

"Old man Huang Xuzi, he is cultivating in Yanyun Mountain, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here, presumably Taoist friends have also heard of Yanyun Mountain. ”

The yellow-haired old man was noncommittal to Qin Fengming's answer, but suddenly spoke.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where Yanyun Mountain is. This piece of black stone crystal, Qin Mou only exchanged for purple lin stone and blue waterfall crystal, but other things will never be exchanged. ”

As Qin Fengming said this, the dozen or so Cheng Dan monks sitting at the Eight Immortal Tables on both sides of the main hall let out a soft sound from their mouths almost at the same time. Some monks even whispered:

"Ah, that early Chengdan monk didn't even know about Yanyun Mountain, it was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. It seems that this man must be in great trouble today. ”

"Hmph, that black-faced monk dared to say such a thing to the Yellow Beard Daoist, it was really unbelievable. ”

Although everyone's whispers were extremely weak, under the shroud of Qin Fengming's powerful divine sense, they listened to it word for word.

Hearing everyone's words, Qin Fengming immediately knew that the yellow-haired old man in front of him must be a person with a great background. Presumably, there must be an extremely powerful person behind him. But for these discussions, although Qin Fengming was also slightly shocked in his heart, he didn't take it to heart.

Since at this time, the Demon God Sect had already been forced by the joint pressure of Manghuang Mountain and the two super sects, withdrew the original reward, and promised not to do such unscrupulous things in person. That Qin Fengming could blatantly walk in the Yuanfeng Empire's immortal cultivation realm at this time.

As the young master of Manghuang Mountain, it can be used as a powerful talisman. Even those who have become famous are infantile monks, and they will be polite to him.

With the knowledge of the old monsters, they would know that Qin Fengming must have been placed by the five great cultivators of Manghuang Mountain, and as long as he died, he would definitely be known by Manghuang Mountain. In this way, there would be no infant cultivator who would be willing to take the risk of offending Manghuang Mountain and kill Qin Fengming.

Although this kind of guarantee is not a panacea, for Qin Fengming, it gives him a great place to maneuver. Even if the infant monk wants to do something wrong to him, under the hesitation of the other party, he can use a secret technique to escape.

"Hmph, good, good, good, the old man remembered what you said, and I hope you don't leave the Green Snake Valley as soon as possible. ”

The yellow-haired old man looked at Qin Fengming for a moment, but he shook the sleeves of his robe, and after snorting coldly, he sat back at the Eight Immortals table where he was sitting at the beginning, and then stopped looking at Qin Fengming at all.