While walking, Ding Zhiyuan looked excited and curious: "I heard that this meeting of the five sects, the disciples of our five sects will have a small trading event before the competition. Fortunately, it is a few days early, and I am finally fortunate to see this long-rumored little event, Senior Sister Yan, do you say?"

At this time, Yan Qingyu and Ding Zhiyuan were beside Chen San, and while the three of them were walking, although some disciples of Qingyunmen were no longer surprised, when the corners of some male disciples' eyes swept over Chen San's side, a trace of jealousy or helplessness always flashed in their eyes.

Yan Qingyu, who was walking on Chen San's left, nodded and said coldly: "I practice hard day and night in the door, and I also walk around in a limited number of places in the door on weekdays, so it's good to come out and see it now." ”

Regarding Yan Qingyu's attitude, Ding Zhiyuan didn't care at all. You must know that Yan Qingyu is a well-known cold beauty in Qingyunmen, and when he walks around the door on weekdays, male disciples often come forward to talk, but he doesn't pay attention to him at all, regardless of whether this male disciple is an elite disciple in the door or a person who has cultivated to a profound foundation building period. Now that Yan Damei can respond to the answer, it is already enough to give him Ding Zhiyuan, although Ding Zhiyuan knows that Yan Damei reacts because he is Chen San's friend.

"It's a pity that we low-level disciples don't have any spirit stones, and we don't have any superfluous magic weapons, so the most we can do is have a long vision, and we just have more to talk about when we return to the door. Ding Zhiyuan suddenly said dejectedly.

Yan Qingyu didn't answer, but there was also a look of deep approval on his face. Even if Yan Qingyu is one of the disciples of the three elders, at most the magic weapon given by the master is a little better, and in addition to issuing a little more spirit stones every month, he cultivates diligently on weekdays, and does not do the tasks or experience of the master, he is still not much richer than ordinary disciples.

Chen San, who had been listening to the conversation between the two beside him, had a smug look flashing in his eyes, but he was silent.

Not far away, Chen San and the others quickly approached the building. It was a single-story bungalow, about two zhang high, covering an area of more than ten zhang, and before it reached the door, a burst of noisy discussion came from it. When I got closer, I saw a plaque on the door with a Yingwei Hall, which was built very wide, and only a small room was separated, and several groups of people sat in it, and a noise came out of it.

When Chen San and the others arrived, everyone in the hall was silent at first, and then the people close to the door walked away one after another, making way for a vacant space, and there were still more than ten benches on the ground, obviously for Chen San and the others to join them.

After Chen San and the others entered and sat down, the largest number of people, all dressed in yellow, stood up a disciple of the Zhenshan Sect's foundation building period with two hills embroidered on the cuffs of the cuffs stood up and said loudly: "Now that all the Daoists of Qingyunmen, one of the five sects of the Iron Alliance, have also arrived, in order to prevent a certain Daoist of Qingyunmen from not knowing the rules of this transaction and messing up the order in the transaction room in the future, how about my Zhenshan Sect disciple Wang Sanhu explain the rules again?"

After getting the support of everyone present, Huang Sanhu cleared his throat and said: "If you want to come to this small trading event between the five gates, everyone has also heard of it, but there are still some Taoist friends who are not clear about the rules of the small event. In fact, the rules are also simple, that is, during the trade fair, if there is a sect that has not arrived, the sect that has arrived before can also make a transaction. The trading method is that all Taoist friends take turns to show the magic weapons and elixir treasures they want to trade, etc., and after all Taoist friends propose their own exchange items, if the other party agrees to exchange them, they can exchange them immediately or only make an agreement to leave them for the people of the five sects to come together, and then decide whether to exchange for the previously agreed things when the last small event is held. ”

Huang Sanhu paused, looked at the people who listened carefully, and concluded: "In fact, the rule is that the people are not together, and the artifacts displayed can be traded immediately or booked to wait for the last small event after the people are gathered before deciding to trade." Actually, I've talked a lot before. Ha ha. At the end of the words, he laughed at himself, and everyone chuckled.

After Huang Sanhu sat down, a young man in his twenties stood up among the disciples of Shanghemen in white clothes with a right sleeve embroidered with a torrent in the river that looked like it was rolling and flowing from a distance, and reached out to wipe it on his waist, and felt out a triangular iron shield with a sharp edge and a cold light and said: "This horn Xing shield is made of high-grade Xing Tie, which can be prevented and attacked when close to the body, and the grade is a medium-grade magic weapon." Now Tian wants to add this shield to the spirit stone in exchange for a high-grade attack magic weapon, or directly exchange it for the spirit stone. After speaking, he glanced at the crowd.

There have always been few defensive magic weapons in the immortal cultivation realm, even if it is a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, as long as you add some spirit stones or materials, you can also exchange it for a high-grade attack weapon, but the medium-grade attack weapon in exchange for a high-grade attack weapon does not have this treatment.

The Shanghemen disciple's voice fell, and after a while, someone among the disciples of the Zhenshan Sect said: "Yan is willing to give 1,200 lower-grade spirit stones in exchange for this shield, and I hope that Tian Daoyou will cut his love." ”

After hearing this, the disciple surnamed Tian of Shanghe Gate shook his head and said, "Shu Tian is reluctant, this kind of price is really difficult to cut love. After speaking, he looked at the crowd again.

After a few breaths, just as the disciple surnamed Natian was about to sit down in disappointment, a middle-aged man with a very tall figure and a powerful face stood up among the five foundation building stage disciples on the bench in the front row of Qingyunmen disciples, turned over his hand and took out a sickle hook magic weapon, and said in a hoarse voice: "Tan Mou's hand is a water attribute high-grade magic weapon, Yue Lan hook, I don't know if Tian Daoyou agrees, how many spirit stones can be added in exchange?"

The disciple surnamed Tian was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Yes! Yes!" Then he thought for a while, and then continued: "Tian is willing to add another eight hundred spirit stones, how about the transaction now?"

The disciple surnamed Tan of Qingyunmen replied without thinking, "Yes." He immediately threw the sickle hook in his hand at the other party, and took the bag of spirit stones and horned shields thrown by the other party. After the spirit stone was accurately put away, and after fiddling with the horn Xing Dun a few times, the disciple surnamed Tan sat down with a satisfied expression, and the disciples of the foundation building period beside him congratulated him one after another.

When everyone sat down and waited for the next one, a disciple who was also embroidered with a river torrent on his right sleeve stood up among the disciples of Shanghemen, took out a wooden spear like a snake python winding forward, and said: "This spear in Wang's hand is called the Yin Snake Spear, which is a medium-grade magic weapon, and I want to exchange it for a water attribute magic weapon of the same level, I don't know if there is a Taoist friend who agrees and has the magic weapon that Wang needs?"

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After some bidding, it was soon the turn of Qingyunmen next to the disciples of Shanghemen.

Some of the disciples of the Qingyunmen Sect in the later stage of the enlightenment period and the disciples of the foundation building period were obviously also prepared, and after seeing that it was their turn, they took out the magic weapons and treasures to trade.

Yan Qingyu and Ding Zhiyuan, who are basically just disciples who come for sightseeing more than competitions, can only be a part of Wangbaoxing's sigh, but Chen San has not seen anything that fits his eyes for the time being.

After Qingyunmen, it was the turn of Confucianism, and then it was the Zhenshan faction.

I saw that after the Zhenshan faction took turns to stand up and trade with several disciples, Huang Sanhu, who had previously explained the rules of the meeting to Qingyunmen, stood up, turned his palm, and a piece of earthy yellow stone the size of a human head with a surface like sulfur appeared, and said in his mouth: "The stone in Huang's hand is a seven-grade spiritual material, and the earth spirit rune sand is used as a good material for drawing earth attribute spirit runes. Now Huang wants to exchange this rune sand for a high-grade attack magic weapon, any attribute is acceptable, I don't know which Taoist friend agrees to exchange it?"

When Huang Sanhu took out the rune sand, a glimmer of light flashed in Chen San's eyes, he thought for a moment, lowered his head and patted his waist, took out a bronze mirror and got up and said: "Chen is willing to exchange this blue cave mirror for the rune sand in the hands of Taoist friends, is it okay to exchange it now?" This blue cave mirror is the magic weapon obtained by Chen Sanbai to kill Lin Tianbao in the dangerous valley.

After Chen San obtained this bronze mirror-like magic weapon, he studied it carefully, and found that the attack used when casting Lin Tianbao to kill the wolves consumed mana, and the power used by Chen San, a monk in the middle stage of enlightenment, was not as powerful as he could be. And another wonderful use of the blue cave mirror, the scenery within a radius of ten zhang can be shown in the mirror, it is also a chicken rib, the range is too small, it is more suitable to say that it is to probe the enemy, but it is more suitable to peep at the companion. Such a remote magic weapon, Chen San took it out and exchanged it after thinking about it.

Huang Sanhu immediately said happily: "According to the wishes of Taoist friends." ”

Huang Sanhu took the bronze mirror in Chen San's hand, lowered his head and played with it, no longer paying attention to the next transaction. Obviously, after the previous round of trading, Huang Sanhu already knew what he could take out before.

Yan Qingyu, who was sitting next to Chen San, saw Chen San take the rune sand, and said with a sour mouth: "It seems that the little third son has gained a lot from going out before." Chen San shuddered when he said it. Ding Zhiyuan looked at Chen San with envy, patted his horse and said, "Also, Senior Brother Chen is so talented, he is better than us." As soon as he finished speaking, under Yan Qingyu's glare, Ding Zhiyuan shrank his head and looked down.

Chen San no longer paid attention to the two people beside him, took the earth spirit rune sand and looked at it carefully, then put it away, looked up at a disciple of the foundation building period who stood up from the Zhenshan faction and then stood up with the same cuffs as Huang Sanhu, and took out a small flag that was no more than an inch long, and the snow-white flag was embroidered with a cloud of black mist, and said: "The sky-covering flag, a high-grade magic weapon, can cast a large area of black fog to obstruct the vision and divine sense, and the black fog is difficult to blow away." This face magic weapon, Qian only wants to exchange for 4,000 spirit stones, but is there a Taoist friend who is willing?"

Looking at this magic weapon, Chen San's heart moved, and he thought quickly. According to rumors, the black mist cast by this sky-covering banner has a radius of nearly 100 zhang, and the monk's vision in the late stage of enlightenment cannot penetrate at all, and his divine sense can only penetrate the range of nearly ten zhang at most, and will be distorted and confused.

And the foundation building period monk's vision can only see through the black fog a few zhang away, and the divine sense can sweep into the black fog within a range of tens of zhang, but it will still be slightly distorted. Divine consciousness is used by monks to lock on to the enemy in battle, and it is self-evident that these subtle distortions change the battle.

Although the person holding the Heaven Covering Period will not be confused by the black mist cast by himself, and he does not need spiritual power to maintain after casting the black mist, the spiritual power consumption of this magic weapon has reached an astonishing level.

The spiritual power of a late-stage cultivator of the consecration stage used all the power of this magic weapon, but it could only support a dozen breaths. The time of ten breaths is just enough to release the black mist to a range of tens of zhang during the shading period, and by then he has no spiritual power to attack the enemy, and the enemy only needs to wait for the black fog to dissipate, and he can slowly torture himself.

As for the monks in the foundation building period, it also depends on the realm. In the early stage of foundation building, the monks wanted to release a black mist with a range of nearly 100 zhang, which also depleted the spiritual power in their bodies, so most of them cast the black fog range, and it was enough to reach the level of interference of the enemy's divine consciousness, that is, about dozens of zhang. This will give you the opportunity to cast some killers that will take a long time to prepare for yourself hidden in the black fog, and if the enemy sees through the intentions, deliberately not approaching will also make the flag bearer helpless.

As for the Jindan Stage cultivators, the black mist cast during the Heaven Covering Stage, where the spiritual power consumption reached the level of the Yellow Rank Lower Grade Magic Weapon, had no effect on the Divine Sense at all, except for the line of sight.

Chen San lacks everything now, but he does not lack spiritual power.

When the monk surnamed Qian of the Zhenshan Sect was about to sit down in disappointment, Chen San got up and said, "Chen is willing to give four thousand spirit stones to buy this face in the hands of Daoyou, is it good to exchange it now?"

Seeing that the person who spoke was only a disciple of the middle stage of Qingyun Sect, the monk surnamed Qian first took a march, and then thought that the other party would not lie and tease, so he smiled and said, "Of course you can." As he spoke, the Heaven Covering Banner was thrown towards Chen San, and at the same time, he was very interested in this Qingyun Sect disciple who had already taken out a high-grade magic weapon to exchange it for, and now he wanted to use four thousand spirit stones to buy the Heaven Covering Banner, and he couldn't help but guess the identity of this person.

Many people present also looked at Chen San like a monk surnamed Qian, and Chen San took the Heaven Covering Period and looked at it carefully, and after a few glances, he also took out four bags of spirit stones from the storage bag and threw them at the other party.

The monk surnamed Qian took the spirit stone bag, swept his senses, and nodded, "That's right." Then he sat down.

At this time, the Qingyunmen disciple's eyes looking at Chen San were extremely strange and incomprehensible, and he didn't understand why this fellow senior brother had so many high-grade magic weapons and spirit stones, and his own identity cultivation was no worse than this senior brother, but most of them were shy, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

After Chen San sat down, he looked at Ding Zhiyuan's flickering eyes beside him, and Yan Qingyu's look of being sure to torture him in the future, and his heart was palpitating and uneasy.