Compared with the building just now, the area of this hall is obviously slightly smaller, but it is more magnificent, the furnishings are also antique, and the people are naturally much less, more than 90 percent, all of them are old monsters at the Jindan level, and there are only a few dozen foundation-building monks like Song Hao......

However, among the few foundation building monks, Song Hao actually saw familiar faces.

One was a Confucian monk who built the foundation in the later period.

Su Ningjian nodded at Song Hao.

Of course, in this case, the two will not catch up.

However, there are also guys who don't play cards according to common sense.

"Brother Song......"

The familiar voice came into his ears, and Tian Xiaotao actually walked over from behind again, Song Hao couldn't help grinning, but soon his expression remained the same: "Hehe, my brother has also arrived?"

"The little brother was lucky and got a place to participate in the trade fair, how did the big brother get in?"

"Hehe, I'm also lucky!"

"Really?"

The two little foxes laughed very tacitly, of course, the voice was not loud, even if the true identities of the two were not trivial, here, it was not good to make a loud noise, otherwise, once you anger a certain good-tempered old guy, you will not be able to eat and walk around.

After a few words of conversation and laughter with Tian Xiaotao, the two came to a remote corner silently, although Song Hao's divine sense was extraordinary, he didn't dare to make a mistake here, lowered his head slightly, and just quietly looked at the surrounding situation with his eyes.

In this way, after waiting for about a stick of incense, new monks entered this building one after another, most of them were Jindan ancestors, and there were only two or three monks in the foundation building period like themselves.

Time continued to pass, but the trade fair did not start, but Song Hao was not surprised, after all, all the people here were Jindan-level old monsters, naturally they would not set up their own stalls like the juniors in the foundation building period, so shabby, they had to laugh off their big teeth when they passed it out, and the trade fair between them was much more formal, and seven or eight out of ten needed someone to preside over it.

And these people come from all over the world, and they are afraid that no one will obey each other, and there are not many people who are qualified to preside over the fair, and the Lingyu Sect monk as the host is the best choice.

I wonder which elder will be sent here?

Song Hao thought so in his heart.

Squeak......

At this moment, a slightly heavy voice came to my ears, but the door at the other end of the hall was opened, and from the outside came a tall man, about thirty years old, with a wide robe and a belt, and a somewhat elegant appearance......

The other monks turned their heads when they heard the voice, and saw the comer clearly, with different expressions on their faces, and some even showed dissatisfaction on their faces, as if they felt that the Lingyu Sect sent such a monk in the early stage of Jindan to preside over the exchange meeting, and they were a little too contemptuous of themselves.

Of course, not everyone saw it that way, but some of the monks in the neighborhood had heard of this Elder Yan's fame.

Among the Jindan elders of the Spirit Feather Sect, although this Yan Fengqing has only been promoted for a few years and has the lowest cultivation, he is both wise and brave, and has always been valued by Huayu Zhenren.

It is actually very suitable for him to preside over the trade fair.

Yan Feng walked briskly, and after a few moments, he came to the front of the main hall, and hugged his fist at everyone with a smile: "Welcome all your colleagues to my Lingyu Mountain, this trade fair is presided over by Yan, the rules do not need to be repeated, I think all of you Taoist friends are clear, first take out some treasures from this door, the highest price will get, and then, you Taoist friends can come to the stage and exchange on their own, I don't know if there are any opinions?"

Everyone has no objections, after all, this is the rule in the immortal cultivation world.

Yan Feng didn't delay, but as soon as he saw his sleeve robe, there was already an extra treasure on the table in front of him.

Song Hao hurriedly raised his head, although he came here for another purpose, he naturally would not miss this eye-opening opportunity in front of him.

After all, it is a Jindan-level transaction, and rising knowledge is very beneficial to one's future practice!

A fist-sized piece of iron came into view, black and shiny, at first glance, it was no different from ordinary meteoric iron, but the surface of this iron block was shining with electric light, and it was not an ordinary treasure at first glance!

"Hey, this is ......"

"Is it ......?"

Even Song Hao saw the extraordinariness of this treasure, not to mention those Jindan ancestors, one by two, all of them showed a shiny look in their eyes, and there were all kinds of speculations in their hearts, that Yan Feng naturally would not sell Guan Zi, and introduced it straight to the point: "As you can see, this thundercloud iron is a rare thunder attribute material, if it is used properly, it can even be used to refine thunder attribute magic weapons, with a reserve price of eight thousand spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than five hundred." ”

"Sure enough, it's this treasure. ”

"The Spirit Feather Sect is really generous. ”

......

The monks present had some guesses in their hearts, but after listening to the other party's introduction, their expressions became even hotter.

Unlike the monks who condense qi and build the foundation, the monks who form the golden pill drive the magic weapon.

However, the magic weapon is a very precious thing, and even the materials for refining it are not easy to find, let alone the rare materials for refining thunder attribute treasures.

Eight thousand spirit stones, for ordinary monks, may be an astronomical amount, but compared to this piece of thundercloud iron, it is really a very fair and reasonable price, and it can even be said that it is so low.

The opportunity was rare, so a monk immediately made an offer.

"Eight thousand!"

"Eight thousand five!"

"Nine thousand!"

......

"Ten thousand twelve!"

However, in just a short period of time, its price has soared by more than half, and it does not stop at all.

In the end, at a high price of 15,000 spirit stones, it was bought by a monk wearing a red robe.

The atmosphere of the trade fair suddenly became lively.

Yan Qingfeng's face showed a look of satisfaction, what he wanted was this result, and then he patted it on his waist and took out another treasure.

It was a bottle, uncorked, fragrant, and a green elixir came into view.

"Qingyuan Dan, a bottle of ten pills, can increase the mana of the Jindan monk, and the reserve price is also eight thousand spirit stones. ”

Rumble!

Before the words fell, it was even more lively underneath.

Spiritual objects that can enhance mana and break through bottlenecks will always be the favorite place of immortal cultivators, there is no market, and it is rare at auction, but I didn't expect to see it again today.

Although the amount of one bottle is not much, it is enough to make the eyes of the Jindan ancestors present hot.

So the shooting of this treasure was much more intense just now.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of bidding came and went, and finally stopped at the astonishing number of 20,000, which was converted into two thousand spirit stones for one pill.

Song Hao once again witnessed the extravagance of the Jindan monk, and this treasure was bought by a female nun with a white veil and a mask.

"Now let's start the auction of the third treasure!"

Yan Feng's light voice came to his ears again.