"Okay, I exchanged it under it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The burly monk laughed, took out a storage bag from his arms, and handed it to Li Peirong along with the jade box in his hand.

And Li Peirong was not polite, took the items and checked them, and after seeing that there was no problem, she exchanged items with the other party.

"I don't know if you still need Lingluo Fruit? There are still a few pieces in my hand, if Daoist friends can come up with some purple copper sand of the same quality, it will all belong to Daoyou. After the burly monk put away the jade box with a happy expression, his lips suddenly moved slightly to transmit a voice to Li Peirong.

"The little woman only needs a Lingluo fruit, and refining materials like purple copper sand are also obtained by the little woman's chance, where can she take out some more?"

"That's a pity. The burly monk sighed with emotion, and strode down the stone platform and returned to his seat.

Li Peirong did not step down, but said with a salute: "The little girl came to the auction this time, in addition to some copper sand she carried, there were also several other minerals. However, the little woman also did not want to exchange for spirit stones, but wanted to exchange them for a few elixirs. ”

"Needless to say, Daoyou's other materials should not be much worse than copper sand. But I don't know what kind of elixir you want to exchange for, and what are the requirements for the year?" As soon as the words fell, an old voice sounded from the audience.

"The materials will not disappoint you, and what the little woman wants to exchange is the Moon Spirit Grass, the Yellow Grass, and the Blood Blue Flower that are more than three hundred years old. Li Peirong smiled faintly.

"Among these elixirs that Daoyou said, the old man happens to have two kinds, but the year is about a hundred years apart, I wonder if you can think about it?" The old man who spoke first frowned slightly.

"The little girl is also entrusted by the elders of the clan, and the elixir year must not be less than three hundred years. Li Peirong shook her head.

When the monks present heard this, their expressions were all grim. The elder mentioned in this woman's mouth must be a monk of the Rong Yuan period, so she couldn't help but guess the identity of this woman.

"There is a yellow grass that is more than three hundred years old here, but you have to read the materials of the Taoist friends first, if you can satisfy Zaixia, there will be no problem with the exchange. Suddenly, an emaciated man spoke.

"No problem. Li Peirong replied happily, and took out a cyan storage bag from her arms and released the mouth of the bag.

Hearing this, the emaciated man climbed onto the stone platform without saying a word, and then put his divine sense into the storage bag to check it.

And the monks in the audience were also very curious about the contents of the bag, so a few monks nearby secretly released their divine senses, planning to take the opportunity to take a peek.

As soon as the divine consciousness came into contact with the storage bag, it was forcibly bounced back. Seeing this, the monks reluctantly dispelled this idea.

"Okay, I exchanged it under it. After a moment, the emaciated man's eyes flashed.

After saying this, he took out a long jade box from the storage bag.

And Li Peirong opened the jade box and glanced at it slightly, nodded with satisfaction, and then put it in her pocket.

Then the woman flipped her palm and also took out a square jade box. The emaciated man stole a look, then put it in the storage bag with a smile, then arched his hand slightly, and returned to his seat.

"I don't know which other Taoist friends want to exchange?" Li Peirong asked again after her eyes flashed.

After the monks in the audience were silent for a while, another monk came up to the stage and exchanged an item with Li Peirong, after which no one took the stage again.

Li Peirong was not disappointed, and after a little salute, she returned to her seat.

Seeing this, Yuan Fei was about to say something to this woman, but after a deep groan, he didn't speak.

Naturally, she wanted to buy the Lingluo fruit from Li Peirong, but since this woman had exchanged it first, it must also be useful, and she boldly proposed to buy it, thinking that the other party would not resell it to herself.

In this case, we can only wait for this transaction to be over, and then ask the burly monk to see if there is any other Lingluo fruit on his body.

In this way, as time passed, the transaction between the monks finally came to an end, and then after Chen Geng came to the stage and announced, all the monks got up and left.

Those monks who have gained something naturally have a happy color between their eyebrows. Most of the monks who had not purchased the items shook their heads and sighed, and a few of them had their eyes twinkle as if they were thinking about something.

As for Yuan Fei and Li Peirong, after leaving the stone room with the crowd, they came directly to the cabinet of Huayu Pavilion and saw the man surnamed Yu.

Then Yuan Fei returned the masking weapon, said a few more polite words to him, and then got up to say goodbye.

"Brother Yuan, why don't you go to my Li house and sit for a while. After leaving the Flower Rain Pavilion, Li Peirong blinked and smiled sweetly.

"There's still some work to do, and I'm afraid we don't have that time. Yuan Fei was looking around, and after hearing Li Peirong's words, he was slightly stunned.

"Okay, this is my transmission note, if Brother Yuan needs refining materials in the future, you can send it to me, the price will definitely be a lot discounted. Seeing Yuan Fei's absent-minded look, Li Peirong pouted a little angrily, and then after giving Yuan Fei a blank look, she stuffed a talisman into Yuan Fei's hand, turned around and left angrily.

Yuan Fei wondered in his heart, this Li Peirong's face changed no matter how she said it, and it was like judging two people at the auction.

However, Yuan Fei didn't want to think about it too much, but after a moment's delay, the burly monk had already disappeared into the crowd.

Yuan Fei sighed, and after putting away the talisman seal casually, he hurriedly followed in the direction where the other party left.

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After a quarter of an hour, Yuan Fei walked out of the crowd with a helpless face, because he still hadn't found the burly monk.

"I'll have to try my luck at other stores. After Yuan Fei smiled bitterly in his heart, he was about to walk into the Aoba Valley again.

At this moment, Yuan Fei was suddenly stunned. With one hand on his waist, a talisman appeared in the palm of his hand, which was the transmission note that Li Peirong handed him before leaving.

After Yuan Fei released his divine sense and swept it on the talisman seal, he couldn't help but look startled, and after a slight hesitation, he resolutely left Aoba Valley.

At the same time, in a mountain forest dozens of miles away from the Aoba Valley, several monks were fighting together.

On one side were two young men, one tall and one short, and a beautiful woman, who were none other than Li Peirong and the tall monk who had been with this woman in the Aoba Valley before.

On the other side, there was a burly monk and a middle-aged monk with a grim face and a black robe.

These two monks were both ninth-level Qi cultivators, and each of them was urging a flying sword magic weapon, flying up and down, trapping Li Peirong and the three of them in it.

Although several people struggled to support the magic weapon, they had no choice but to cultivate a big gap, and they soon fell into a disadvantage.

"Senior sister, if we continue like this, we won't be able to resist for long. The tall man shouted anxiously as he fended off the attack.

"What's the panic, I've already contacted a fellow Daoist, as long as we support it for a while, we will be saved. Li Peirong said with an ugly face.

Although this woman said this, she didn't have much confidence in her heart.

The Taoist friend he said was naturally Yuan Fei, who had just been separated.

This woman was secretly glad in her heart that she left her transmission note to Yuan Fei at that time. This place is not too far from the Aoba Valley, and I believe that the other party has already received his own call for help at this time.

It's just that the two have known each other for a short time, and they are a little indifferent to themselves, so it's hard to determine whether Yuan Fei will take the risk to come to the rescue.

And no matter what, this woman is ready to do her best.

In addition, Li Peirong was also very puzzled, she was obviously very careful, how could she still be followed by the monk, and after a moment of fighting, the woman felt more and more that the burly monk was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"You are the monk who exchanged the Lingluo fruit with me at the auction. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Li Peirong's mind and she exclaimed.

"Huh? I didn't think I was recognized by you. But what if you know my identity, you're a dying man?" the burly monk was stunned for a moment, and then a sneer appeared on his face.

"Brother Ping, what's the use of talking so much nonsense to them, hurry up and kill them, otherwise once they are discovered by the monks passing by, it will be a disaster. The black-robed middle-aged man frowned.

"Also, this woman has a lot of materials on her, and there are several elixirs that are more than three hundred years old, so we can't let go of this opportunity. The burly monk nodded, and immediately stepped up his attack.

Li Peirong and the three of them immediately felt a lot of pressure, and they were a little in a hurry.

And the people didn't notice that on the trunk of a thick giant tree more than ten zhang away, a figure flashed, and a black-clothed monk quietly arrived, it was Yuan Fei, who had just arrived here after flying all the way to the sword.

"Nine layers of Qi training!" Yuan Fei couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart after his eyes swept over the two of them.

Although it has the eighth-level cultivation of Qi training, there is still a certain gap between it and the ninth layer. And looking at the strength of the two, it is by no means comparable to ordinary casual cultivation.

If he himself encountered two Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer Cultivators at the same time, he would definitely be able to run as far as he could. However, if Li Peirong and a few people pestered a monk, it was not without a chance of winning.

Moreover, the place where it was located was exactly a distance that the divine consciousness of the ninth-level cultivators of the ordinary Qi cultivation period could not detect.

Thinking of this, Yuan Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand and patted his waist.

Suddenly, a group of small black insects crawled out of the spirit beast bag, which was the thousand poisonous bee insects that it had been raising for several years.

As soon as Yuan Fei's divine sense moved, all the thousand poisonous bees soared into the air with two wings, and then swarmed straight towards the burly monk and pounced.

The burly monk, who was hurrying to attack, immediately noticed the anomaly, and when he turned his head, he saw a swarm of black bees rushing towards him, and the speed was very fast, and he was close in the blink of an eye.

The burly monk was shocked, and he didn't care about the attack, so he quickly retreated, and narrowly avoided it.