18. Trade fairs

In fact, there are fang markets in Xiancheng, but those fang markets are regular trading, and as for some businesses that can't be put on the table, some black markets outside the city are just operating.

Chen Tao and Luo Sheng wore wide robes and covered their faces with hoods, they didn't know each other, they really didn't know each other. This kind of dress, most of the people who come and go.

The two of them didn't stop at the place where the stall was set up, and these casual cultivation transactions couldn't be put on the table, and they couldn't look down on them at all.

Walking straight back, in front of a small courtyard, several monks dressed in black stood in front of the door.

Luo Sheng stepped forward and shook an iron plaque, those men in black got out of the way, and Chen Tao and Luo Sheng strode directly into the small courtyard.

Entering the small courtyard, it was immediately another scene.

Dozens of people sat on prepared futons, and in front of them was a platform that seemed to be for placing things.

"Two, do you have any items for sale?" Seeing Luo Sheng and Chen Tao enter the door, a middle-aged monk wearing a gray robe stepped forward.

This is one of the lords of the city, and he did not hide his face.

Chen Tao nodded, and Luo Sheng took out some of the treasures in his backpack.

"Three bottles of Qinghe Dan, three catties of Baisheng Xuantie, two taels of Yuehua dew, and one practice method. Luo Sheng reported what he brought.

Hearing these things, the middle-aged monk's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

They organize market transactions, and naturally hope for more and better goods, so that they can get more commissions.

The things that Luo Sheng brought today, in the past, there was not a single one in three or two months, but I didn't expect this person to take out so many treasures at once.

"Wait a minute, you two, I'll ask Master Motong to come and take a look, how about it?" the middle-aged monk's face became more and more earnest.

"Yes. Luo Sheng nodded.

Master Mo Tong is a well-known alchemist inside and outside the Immortal City of Luojia Mountain, of course the master is not counted, but in the entire vicinity of the Immortal City, he is already a top Dan Dao figure. With such a person to check, everyone can rest assured.

After a moment, an old man of medium stature stepped forward. With white temples and a thin face, Luo Sheng has seen this person, and it is Master Motong.

"I've seen Master Mo. Luo Sheng and Chen Tao clasped their fists and saluted. Mo Tong arched his hand, and then reached out to take the thing from Luo Sheng's hand.

He first opened the bottle of the elixir, sniffed it gently, and then said in a long voice: "Nine medium-grade Qinghe pills, the best elixir to restore spiritual power during the foundation building period." ”

There was actually a foundation building period recovery spiritual power elixir, and those monks who were originally sitting upright all looked up at this side.

In fact, this is also publicity, there are good things for them to know, set aside a budget first, otherwise it is a pity that this good thing will not sell at a high price.

"Bai Sheng Xuan Iron is three catties, this iron is one of the basic spiritual materials for refining magic weapons, if there is any Taoist friend who needs to refine magic weapons, you can collect it first. ”

"Yuehua dew two taels, Qingxin Dan, Jade Bone Dan, and Linglong Yulu all need this spiritual dew modulation, which is commonly used in the foundation building period. ”

This Master Motong is indeed knowledgeable, and knows these treasures well. Listening to his introduction, some of the monks who came before talked in low voices, and some bowed their heads in contemplation.

can take out so many things at once, except for the sect in the city, it is possible that which sect has been destroyed, and the objects at the bottom of the box have been poured out.

But there don't seem to be any rumors lately......

"I see!" When he got the exercise, Master Mo Tong looked suddenly enlightened, looked at Luo Sheng, shook his head and said, "It turned out to be an old man, hey, it's a pity." ”

Luo Sheng arched his hand, which was regarded as a greeting.

Mo Tong turned his head and nodded to Chen Tao, and left.

The gray-clothed middle-aged monk smiled and took Luo Sheng's belongings, and said in a low voice, "You two can rest for a while, and the transaction will start immediately." ”

Chen Tao and Luo Sheng found the empty futon and sat down, and a few people next to them looked at them and nodded slightly and said hello.

Sure enough, after a while, the gray-clothed man walked to the front of the stage, and the four sides arched his hand and said: "Everyone, in the Twin Cities of Xia Nanzhai Zonglu, you can afford to be seen by all Taoist friends, and this transaction will be presided over by Zaixia." ”

Although the Nansai Sect is not a sect in the Immortal City, it has contacts with many sects in the Immortal City, and there are also a few monks in the middle and late stages of the foundation, and the power is considered to be the top outside the city.

Also, without such strength, it is impossible to organize such a gathering and transaction.

Chen Tao looked at the monks around him, thinking in his heart, in the future, would the Qingyun Sect also organize such a transaction?

Lu Shuangcheng stretched out his hand and took out a sandalwood box, stretched out his hand to open it, and said: "The first trading item, a hundred-year-old jade mushroom, Master Motong estimates the price of thirty spirit stones, which Taoist friend wants to be able to exchange for spirit stones or treasures of the same price." ”

The Centennial Elixir is the main material for refining the elixir in the late stage of refining qi and the early stage of foundation building, and the vast majority of those who come to this trade fair are within this range. As soon as Lu Shuangcheng spoke, there were already several people below who raised their hands.

"Thirty spirit stones came out of the bottom. ”

"There is a frost stone below, worth more than thirty spirit stones. ”

"Bai Lu is three taels, exchange for this medicine. ”

......

The prices offered by everyone are about the same, and no one deliberately increases the price.

It's just a medicinal herb, and it's not worth the price at all.

Lu Shuangcheng looked up at a monk sitting on a futon, and the monk arched his hand and said, "Just exchange it for Bai Luhao." ”

The first treasure was exchanged, and the next few were not of much value, and the best one of the blazing bird feathers was only worth ten spirit stones. There are also a few things that no one shot at directly, and they were unsold.

"Three catties of white raw Xuantie, estimated at three hundred spirit stones, everyone knows this thing in their hearts, and they can bid. After a treasure was exchanged, Lu Shuangcheng took out a piece of dark gray square metal.

The important materials for refining magic weapons, the monks in the city are better, and outside the city, it is really rare to encounter them a few times a year.

The price of three hundred spirit stones is not cheap, and it is said that it can be bid, but it is a little cold for a while, and no one is the first to speak.

"Hehe, if you don't want it, this white Xuantie will be taken by my Nansai Sect. Lu Shuangcheng laughed, and pressed his hand on the dark iron, quite reluctant.

If he hadn't been the host himself, he would have really wanted to accept this Xuantie.

"Three hundred and twenty spirit stones. ”

"The belly scales of the blue-scaled pangolin are twelve. ”

"Three hundred and fifty spirit stones. ”

......

In fact, there were only a few bidders, and there were very few things that could be obtained. I don't know if I don't have it, or I'm reluctant to take out really good things and exchange them.

Chen Tao was a little disappointed, and the spirit stones that a few treasures finally exchanged were only two thousand yuan. Even the "Beacon City", which could have become a Zhenzong exercise, only sold eight hundred spirit stones.

Originally, he wanted to sell the 10,000-year-old elixir he brought here, but now looking at it, it is simply unrealistic. No one came out with a starting price.

Seeing that the transaction was about to end, everyone was already ready to leave, but they saw a monk in a black robe come in and whisper a few words in Lu Shuangcheng's ear.

Lu Shuangcheng was overjoyed and said loudly: "Please!"