Chapter 540: Find This Man

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The status of the old man and the young man in the golden robe was so prominent, every time they traded the dragon clan, they sent an ordinary immortal-level monk to come, and this time even the ancestor and the young master of the dragon clan came.

One can imagine how important this deal really is.

I don't know if the ancestor of the dragon clan and the young master came here, or brought this young master out to increase his knowledge. If it is the former, there will definitely be a shocking treasure.

Countless thoughts rose in the hearts of the strong people, but they didn't dare to show it, the only thing was that the respectful color on their faces was even stronger.

The monks who broke through the Central Continent and became immortals basically left quickly to find a broader avenue, only the dragon clan in the Netherworld, for some reason, stayed in the Netherworld for a long time.

Of course, everyone didn't know that the reason why the Dragon Clan didn't leave was not because there was anything in the Central Continent that attracted them, but that they could continue to send Dragon Clansmen to countless low-level planes to find the descendants of the Xuanlong Emperor through the Central Continent.

When Boyun came back with Xiaolong, over the years, the dragon clan began to gather the clansmen, preparing to return to the boundless starry sky and go to the Longyuan Galaxy.

That's the dragon's lair.

However, these secrets, the ancestors of these great sects naturally can't know.

"Young master, sit down!"

As soon as the golden-robed man swung his robe, he led the young man to sit on the two chairs. And Bo Yun's face remained unchanged, so he consciously stood behind the two.

Suddenly, all the monks looked at each other, and the immortal-level Boyun didn't sit down, how dare they sit down.

The golden-robed monk's gaze moved, his five fingers waved slightly, and where the two of them were slightly in front of him, a seat condensed out of thin air.

"Bo Yun, you can also sit down and hurry up to complete the transaction. ā€

The color on the faces of the monks changed again, and the golden-robed monks just now had a random hand, and they didn't see any mana fluctuations, and the chair appeared inexplicably, obviously directly created. The extent of his cultivation is simply unimaginable, and it is awe-inspiring.

"Yes!"

Bo Yun said respectfully, walked to the front seat, and saluted the golden-robed monk and the young man, before turning around and sitting down.

"Fellow Daoists, please sit down too. ā€

Everyone arched their hands, suppressed the shock in their hearts, and sat down slowly.

After everyone sat down, Bo Yun spoke: "Fellow Daoists, I will preside over the once-in-a-century sea and land fair, and according to the usual practice, I will list the things to be exchanged, please choose for yourself." ā€

Hearing this, everyone's expressions were upright, and their hearts became excited, and their eyes all looked at Bo Yun, they had been waiting for a few years, just for this moment.

When the words fell, Bo Yun stretched out his hand and swiped in front of him, and suddenly a water curtain-like texture appeared in the air, and the next moment, hundreds of precious treasures appeared on the water curtain.

Each item is extremely clear and delicate, with the name of the treasure and the terms of exchange underneath.

"Spot the coral!"

"Grass of the Spirit!"

"Ten thousand years of agarwood!"

"Jing Zhai Cold Iron!"

.....

The items on this water curtain, any one of them is an extremely precious treasure, and it is not necessarily obtained if you have the strength and financial resources. Any one is something that can only be encountered if you have great luck,

These treasures, even if the wealthy want to collect them, they can only rely on chance.

At this time, in front of everyone, there were no less than hundreds of such treasures, and it was conceivable how powerful the dragon clan's heritage was, and how rich the Xuanyun Sea was.

"Okay, everything is here, please send me the terms you are willing to exchange, and I will choose as I see fit. ā€

As the words fell, each monk eagerly carved into the blank disc that appeared in front of the chair what he wanted to exchange.

This trade fair is not like an auction, bidding against each other, you can only barter and quote your own conditions at one time. When it is over, it will be selected by the monk who presides over the transaction of the dragon clan.

All the initiative is in the hands of the dragons.

"Congratulations to Jian Feng Zhendao Friend for getting Jing Zhai Cold Iron!"

As soon as Bo Yun's consciousness moved, a jade box flew out and appeared in front of an old man with a withered face. When Jian Fengzhen saw the jade box flying, he immediately showed an excited and excited smile, and hurriedly stood up and saluted to Bo Yun.

"Thank you for your kindness. ā€

He didn't even open the jade box to look at it, so he put it in the ring. Then respectfully handed a storage ring to Bo Yun.

Bo Yun nodded, and he didn't check it carefully, obviously knowing that no one here dared to cheat and not put the quoted things in. And Jian Fengzhen believes that with the reputation of the dragon clan for tens of thousands of years, he will not play any tricks on treasures.

The cloud consciousness swept over the information in front of him again, and the next voice sounded.

"Congratulations to Su Modi Daoyou, in exchange for Liantian Dao Grass. ā€

"Congratulations..."

In this way, the treasures were exchanged at a very fast speed, and the monks smiled happily.

In just half an hour, all the treasures were swept away by everyone, and no one cared whether the exchange suffered a loss, and they were all rewarded with the maximum exchange conditions.

Only a few people had extremely lost expressions, obviously the things they prepared did not meet the conditions of the dragon clan, and they did not exchange for treasures.

"Alright, here's one last deal. ā€

Everyone watched all the things on the water curtain be traded, thinking that the trade would end here, but they didn't expect Boyun to say such a sentence, and everyone suddenly moved.

Everyone is an old monster who has been cultivating for countless years, and immediately understood the unusual nature of Bo Yun's move, and suddenly his heart beat violently, this last transaction is by no means simple, it must be something against the sky.

"Look, everyone!"

Boyun waved his right hand again, and a blue and faint drop of water appeared on the water curtain.

As soon as this image appeared, everyone stood up suddenly, their faces flushed, and their expressions were very excited, staring at the blue droplets.

"Xuanyu Water! It turned out to be Xuanyu Water!"

The burning eyes of the crowd looked at the curtain of water, and when they saw the blue droplets as deep as the sea, they all exclaimed.

The people present were all peerless masters who had cultivated for countless years, and their hearts were calm, and they would not blink even if the sky and the earth were cracked, but in front of Xuan Youshui, all their hearts were shocked, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

Xuanyu water is a specialty of the Xuanyu sea area, and it rarely flows out.

I don't know how many sessions of the trade fair have not appeared, its biggest effect is to cleanse the monk's own soul, improve the Dao, only need a drop, can make the monk's soul clean, in the breakthrough of the immortal level has a great help.

Although everyone is looking forward to Xuanyu Water, the dragon clan is reluctant to take out such a treasure, and it is really lucky to see it this time.

"Do whatever it takes to get the Xuanyu Water!" all the monks roared wildly in their hearts.

And when everyone's eyes looked at the conditions of the mysterious water, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Find this man and bring him a jade slip. ā€

A young figure appeared in the water curtain, a cyan robe, a slightly immature face, a pair of eyes flashing with smart light, looking a little ordinary, but if you look closely, the tenacity, perseverance, and wisdom contained in it continue to emanate.

"Who is this?"

"It's also a cyan robe. ā€

Everyone glanced at the young man beside the golden-robed monk, the cyan robe was extremely similar, and countless thoughts arose in their hearts, all desperately recalling, trying to find out if they had met the person in the water curtain in their memory.

"Fu Yu!"

Su Modi and the four of them showed a look of shock, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on the faces of the four of them, their lips trembled wildly, and they couldn't help but blurt out.

"Isn't this an image of Fu Yu's early years?"

And when the crazy voice sounded, the expressionless young man's expression suddenly moved, his eyes were fixed on the madness, and he suddenly became excited.

"Have you seen Fu Yu?"

The clear voice sounded, and the accent turned out to be a bit like Fu Yu, clean and clear, with the characteristics of Qizhou.

This young man is the little dragon that Fu Yu is looking for, once the dragon clan cultivates to the Yuan Infant, it can have the ability to transform thousands of times, but the dragon clan is extremely arrogant, except for humans, they are generally unwilling to incarnate into other races. Many times those who cultivate are also cultivating with their own body.

When Xiaolong returned to the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Clan was overjoyed, and immediately arranged for the ancestor of the clan to carefully teach him, protect the Dharma, and arrange for Xiaolong to inherit the inheritance of the Xuanlong Emperor.

And Xiaolong also lived up to expectations, perfectly inherited the inheritance, and suddenly the dragon clan rejoiced, and regarded Xiaolong as the hope of the rise of the dragon clan.

Xiaolong cultivated extremely fast, and after receiving the inheritance, he cultivated to Dao Ding in just a few years. This is still due to the need to lay a strong foundation and deliberately slow down the speed of promotion.

This time, the dragon clan is preparing to return to the ancestral land Longyuan Galaxy, Xiaolong knows that this time, I am afraid that he will not have the opportunity to meet Fu Yu in his life, so he will appear in the transaction, mainly to pass the news to Fu Yu.

Originally, he didn't expect Fu Yu to come to the Central Continent so soon, after all, Fu Yu was almost a casual cultivator, and his cultivation resources had to be fought for desperately, if he wanted to fly from the low-level plane to the Central Continent, he was afraid that it would take decades, or even hundreds of years, and it was more likely that he would not be able to come to the Central Continent in his lifetime.

At this time, when he heard the long-lost Fu Yu in the mouth of a monk, Xiaolong was naturally ecstatic, and a sourness appeared in his eyes, his eyes were red, and he didn't wait for a frantic answer, and continued to ask with an excited expression.

"Tell me, how is he doing now?"

The eagerness was overflowing, and even his voice trembled a little.

The golden-robed old man patted Xiaolong's shoulder, revealing a loving expression, then raised his head and waved his hand.

The four of them suddenly felt that their eyes flickered, and they found themselves in an independent space, with only the three dragons left on the opposite side.

"Creation Space!"

Su Modi and the four of them showed a look of horror, this is the real means of the strongest masters among the immortal-level cultivators.

Ordinary immortal-level cultivators can't reach this level at all, and they can be derived from just a wave of their hand, so you can imagine how high their understanding of the Dao Law has reached.

In this space, everything is controlled by the other party, and life and death are only a thought of it.

"Don't panic. In this way, we can talk without being disturbed. ā€

Listening to the words of the golden-robed monk, Yong Lao and the others' faces relaxed slightly, and their hearts were bright, with the cultivation of the golden-robed monk, if they really had any bad intentions for them, they couldn't use such a means to crush four people to death with a thumb.