The short middle-aged man didn't pay any attention to him, and walked straight forward.

Lao Zhu in the stall saw that he was so faceless, his face flashed with anger, and he was about to rush forward, but the old man next to him grabbed his arm.

"Lao Peng, what are you doing, let me ......" Lao Zhu looked at Lao Peng reluctantly, but he looked like he had retreated, and it was completely Lao Peng who gave him a step.

But before he finished speaking, he looked in the direction pointed out by Lao Peng, first stunned, and then with a look of fear, because he saw the empty waist of the middle-aged man.

Subconsciously probed a little with his divine sense, and as soon as he touched the body of the middle-aged man, he disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, Lao Zhu swallowed his saliva, and the sweat droplets the size of beans rolled down.

The middle-aged man seemed to sense his gaze, his figure paused slightly, turned his head to look at a few people, and then looked at his waist, and suddenly showed a touch of understanding, reached into his arms and took out a storage bag and pinned it to his waist, and walked forward.

Lao Zhu was trembling at his glance, and almost fainted, so did Lao Peng, if it weren't for the two of them supporting each other, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground.

When the middle-aged man disappeared into the crowd, the two of them came to their senses, but there was still fear in their minds.

"Lao Zhu, don't be so reckless in the future, this problem has to be changed!" Lao Peng looked at the direction of the middle-aged man's departure with palpitations, and tightened his gripping arm in his hand.

"Yes, yes, brother, you saved my life today!" Lao Zhu looked scared and grateful, and even changed his title.

"Come on, I saved you, it's that senior who didn't care!" Lao Peng patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Hey, we and other low-level cultivators are like ants in their eyes, where will they pay attention to us!" Lao Zhu sighed.

"Two fellow Daoists, what are you talking about?" The young man who had accosted him before looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, and he couldn't understand why they were so afraid of an ordinary middle-aged monk.

"That's a Yudan senior!" Lao Zhu looked around carefully and explained.

"What?" the young man looked incredulous.

"Young man, you still have a long way to go, study hard!" Lao Peng patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and walked to his stall.

The young man looked at the two of them like idiots, and didn't take their words to heart, and walked away with a little disdain, feeling unworthy that he had asked the two for the news before.

......

"If you need anything, just mention it, I can do it for you!" "The servant in a shop saw a middle-aged monk walk into the store, and hurriedly greeted him, his eyes swept over the storage bag around his waist without a trace, and concluded that the other party was a Qi refining monk.

"Come and find your master!" the middle-aged man said lightly.

"Uh......" The servant looked stunned for a moment, and then said with a respectful face: "Yes, yes, you wait!"

This servant was also very excited, and seeing that the middle-aged man had a momentum in his speech, he instantly overturned his previous thoughts, and hurriedly went to ask the shopkeeper to do something.

The middle-aged man walked to the side by himself, casually looked at the various low-level treasures on the shelves, and picked up a few small things from time to time to check them.

This shop seems to be quite powerful, and the treasures placed in this layer are not protected at all, and they are not afraid of being snatched away at all, although these low-level treasures are nothing in the eyes of middle-aged people, but they are also rare for low-level monks.

Just as the middle-aged man was casually looking, the departing servant approached with an old man.

"This fellow Daoist, below is Lin Youzhong, the deacon on the second floor, please come here to talk!" Lin Youzhong looked the middle-aged man up and down, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he still cautiously invited him to the private room to discuss.

"Hmm!" the middle-aged man put down the things in his hand, nodded noncommittally, and followed the old man to a private room.

The two sat down, and Lin Youzhong asked directly, "I don't know what you need?"

"Make a deal!" the middle-aged man said lightly, and then flipped his wrist, only to see a flash of blue light on his palm, and a blood-colored bone blade more than a foot long appeared.

As soon as this bone blade appeared, a chill rose in the private room, and a faint blood-colored mist on the bone blade could be faintly seen steaming.

"Magic weapon?" Lin Youzhong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but feel a little more frightened when he looked at the middle-aged man, and hurriedly got up and said respectfully: "Seniors wait a minute, juniors can't be the masters of this kind of transaction, so please ask the big steward to come!"

"It's okay!" The middle-aged man's words were concise, and the bone blade was not put away, and was placed directly on the table, as if he didn't care.

Lin Youzhong withdrew from the private room with a respectful face, and a servant entered the box with spiritual tea, looked at the bone blade on the table with a frightened face, leaned over to put down the teacup, and hurriedly retreated.

The middle-aged man casually picked up the teacup, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it slightly, and then gently took a sip of tea.

Not long after, Lin Youzhong, who had left before, walked into the box with a young man with a respectful face, and said to the middle-aged man: "Senior, this is Grandmaster Zhang Luoyang, the chief steward of my Huanzhen Building!"

After Lin Youzhong finished speaking, he bowed and withdrew.

"Poor Dao Lin Qing, I've seen Daoyou!" said the middle-aged man 'Lin Qing', bowing his hand.

"Hehe, poor Daoist Zhang Luoyang, I've seen Lin Daoyou!" Zhang Luoyang smiled slightly, glanced at Lin Qing, and finally his eyes fell on the 'bone blade' on the table, the different color in his eyes couldn't flash slightly, and he sat down quietly.

"Poor Dao is here, I want to exchange the magic weapon for third-order refining materials, I don't know if your shop can do this business?" Lin Qing said lightly, pushing the bone blade forward.

"This is nature!" Zhang Luoyang swung his robe, took the bone blade in his hand, looked at it carefully, and looked at Lin Qingdao: "I don't know how to exchange it for friends?"

"In exchange for the same value, how much the magic weapon is worth in yuanshi, it will be exchanged for the same refining material!" Lin Qing said slightly.

"Well, yes, I don't know how many magic weapons there are?" Zhang Luoyang asked again, as if he felt that Lin Qing could still take out the magic weapon.

Sure enough, Lin Qing's wrist flipped, and he saw that there were several more magic weapons on the table, all of them were bone magic weapons, the smell of blood was extremely strong, the chill was clear, and there seemed to be a low ghost cry in the faint sense, which made people shudder.

Seeing these magic weapons that exuded blood, Zhang Luoyang's face finally changed, he took a deep look at Lin Qing, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoists, wait a while, this sect will come when you go!"

Seeing Lin Qing bowing slightly, Zhang Luoyang immediately got up and walked outside the house.

As soon as he walked out of the house, a cold glint flashed in Zhang Luoyang's eyes, and he hurriedly walked to the top floor.

Coming to a glittering door, Zhang Luoyang casually played a trick, and the door opened automatically.

I saw that in this small room, there were shelves, and there were various jade boxes with jade talismans on them.

Zhang Luoyang dodged into it, first flipped his wrist, took out several blue jade slips, and then shot out a few rays of brilliance, but did not enter it.

I saw that the blue jade slip shook slightly, and instantly turned into several streamers, breaking through the roof prohibition and leaving.

Zhang Luoyang took a deep breath, reached out and took down a jade box full of talismans from the side shelf, then took out a jade bottle, pulled out the cork, and gently used his index finger against the mouth of the bottle, and saw a pinch of pale green powder fall on the jade box and disappear.

After doing this, Zhang Luoyang took out a storage bag, put the jade box in it, walked to the shelf, and specially selected those jade boxes with many seals and seals to put into the storage bag, and collected dozens of them before he stopped taking them.

Zhang Luoyang took the storage bag, walked out of the secret room, opened the prohibition again, drank a cup of tea in the room, and then walked to the private room below.

When he came to the door of the private room, he lowered his head and looked at the storage bag, showing a sneer, and then returned to normal, pushed the door and entered it.

Seeing that Lin Qing was still sitting in front of the coffee table, not moving at all, Zhang Luoyang's expression was slightly relaxed, he smiled heartily, handed over the storage bag and said, "Let Daoyou wait for a long time, this is the third-order refining material that Daoyou needs, please check it!"

Lin Qing took the storage bag, his consciousness moved slightly, and he saw a jade box full of talismans appear on the coffee table, and with a wave of his hand, the jade box was automatically opened.

A touch of rich vitality fluctuations came out, and I saw three fist-sized refining materials lying quietly inside, which were crystal clear and covered with small red dots.

"The third-order top-grade refining material Xuanyu cinnabar, your building is a big deal!" Seeing the things in it, Lin Qing's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Zhang Luoyang with great meaning.

"Hehe, where is it, these magic weapons brought by Daoyou are not of low grade, so naturally they can't be filled with ordinary treasures!" Zhang Luoyang smiled slightly, as if he glanced at the magic weapon on the table quite casually, and put it away with a wave of his sleeve.

"Then Lin will leave!" Lin Qing didn't say much, got up and bowed, and was about to leave.

"How about a cup of spiritual tea from Daoyou?" Seeing that he was leaving, Zhang Luoyang got up and said.

"Lin still has important things to do, so he won't stay longer!" Lin Qing didn't stay any longer, opened the door and walked out.

"It's okay!" Zhang Luoyang didn't insist anymore and personally delivered it to the door of the store.

Looking at Lin Qing who disappeared into the crowd, a strange look flashed in Zhang Luoyang's eyes, he smiled coldly, turned around and walked towards the store.

Half an hour later, seven or eight monks arrived in front of the gate of the Huanzhen Tower, and without greeting the servants, they went straight up to the third floor.

Zhang Luoyang had already prepared tea, and when he saw someone coming, he hurriedly welcomed him into the private room and opened the ban.

"Master Zhang, I don't know what to call me to come?" one of the brocade-robed men was also polite, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and then asked.

The rest of the people didn't drink tea when they heard this, and they all looked at Zhang Luoyang.

"Presumably you fellow Daoists already have some understanding of the destruction of the Blood Bone Hall and the Bone Transformation Gate?" Zhang Luoyang groaned slightly, and turned his head to look at everyone.

"Well, what's the matter?" does the owner of the building have any clues about this matter?" the golden-robed man raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, everyone, please see" Zhang Luoyang waved his left hand on the coffee table, and there were several more magic weapons that exuded strong blood on it, which were the things that Lin Qing had traded here before.

"It's ...... How could the cold yin blood blade of Liu Yueshan, the master of the Bone Transformation Gate, appear in the hands of the master of the Zhang Building?" The man in the brocade robe did not shy away from it, grabbed the bone blade that was a few feet long, and looked at Zhang Luoyang with a frown.