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Yang Jueyuan was very glad that Yunhai could arrive in time, otherwise he and Zamao would definitely suffer some losses.

Although this is the territory of Jicang Mountain and the sea of clouds, these human monks can't kill them, but a beating is not something they can bear.

The matter was settled, and the hall returned to its previous state. Yang Jueyuan and Zamao declined the invitation of Yunhai, and did not go to other groups of people with him, but watched and looked at it alone in front of the booth.

Yunhai was only a courtesy invitation, if the two demons agreed, it would be difficult for him to do it.

There is a difference between a demon and a demon, today it is for his face, and others will not blame him, but if they are allowed to walk with the demon clan, it will not be possible.

Yang Jueyuan and Zamao stared at two pairs of eyes, one large and one small, and swept over the exhibits one by one, their faces were like chameleons, changing red, yellow, white and green back and forth.

Goose-egg-sized pearls, jet-black spears, fragrant elixirs, and books of varying thicknesses.

They are a little stupid, or dazzled, these are all treasures!

Miscellaneous hair doesn't know what is valuable, as long as he sees something shining and full of weight, he will draw a mark on a piece of paper in front of that object.

A paw print, a rat paw print.

While everyone else signed with a pen, he dipped his paw in ink and pressed a small 'plum blossom'.

Yang Jueyuan is a writer, although it is not as flexible as using his hands with his claws, but after years of hard practice in his previous life, he can still calligraphy with a strong hard pen.

After drawing a few large pools of ink on the paper, he had to admit that writing with a brush was much more difficult than writing with a pen.

In desperation, he abandoned the pen and learned to have miscellaneous hair, but it was a finger of a claw.

When everyone saw their appearance, they were disgusted and ridiculed.

But they didn't seem to hear it at all, and they still did the same, and when they saw what they liked, they pressed a paw print, and made the neat and clean record book like an ink-like scrap draft.

The whole hall went around, Yang Jueyuan and Zamao came back to take a look, smacked their lips, and were a little embarrassed.

The two of them actually marked all the exhibits, and even the few exercise atlases that they had planned not to use before coming also pressed paw prints.

In desperation, they re-screened, picked and picked another big circle, and finally gave up some painfully, but most of the exhibits still left their marks in front of them.

The two of them are like this, Yunhai is speechless, he has said that it is all-inclusive before, and he will not deny it, not to mention that he has seen it once, although it is a little rare, but it is not much value, it is all useless, even if it is all-inclusive, it will not cost a few dollars.

He is like this, Xia Yu doesn't look down on these things, the good things he needs and brings will not be put here for people to see, these can only be regarded as appetizers, and the good things will come out later, otherwise why would the conference be held for three days?

Yang Jueyuan and Zamao didn't know these rules, thinking that there were only these things, and after accounting for most of them, Zamao actually announced loudly that no matter how much money they wanted.

In this way, the monks of the small sect will not do it.

They know that there are no good things here, but they have to afford the good things in the back, and it is very difficult for the small sect to survive in this northern wasteland, they have saved up for so many years, saved a few dollars, and wanted to take advantage of this trade fair to buy some things that their sect or individuals need, but they didn't expect to encounter two monsters to disturb them, and they actually had to take over most of them, so what should they do?

A quarrel ensued.

Fortunately, there is a sea of clouds in the middle to mediate, otherwise it is difficult to say whether it will turn into a conflict.

The price of the end of the quarrel was naturally Yang Jueyuan and they gave up, because Yunhai told them the rules of the entire trade fair.

The good stuff is in the back!So who wants all this?

Thinking so, Yang Jueyuan and Zamao tore off the pages with their handprints on the record book.

A crisis was resolved, and the first day of the show was over.

On the second day, they lay in the dormitory of Houfeng and didn't come out at all, let alone attend any conference, anyway, the good things are behind, that is, they will only be exhibited on the third day, so what are they going to do? It is better to lie in bed and eat something delicious.

Yang Jueyuan likes the bed under him very much, although it is very hard, and there is only a simple layer of sheets on the bed board, but after all, it is a bed, which is comparable to the stone ground of the [labor punishment field] and the grass nest in the cave?

So he lay down from the first night until the morning of the third day, and when he woke up, he almost couldn't attend the meeting because of a backache.

Miscellaneous hair is stronger than him, and he doesn't feel much difference between getting out of bed and grass nest, but he knows that the food is very delicious, so under the command of Yunhai, the disciples on the mountain sent food and food to their place one by one, and in one day, they actually ate the amount of other people for a week.

So he didn't lie in bed to sleep, and he didn't have back pain on the third day, but the shiny belly that stretched the skin under the hair was a little scary.

The conference began, and sure enough, unlike the previous two days, there were no booths around, but instead a circle of chairs and tea tables.

There was a teapot, two teacups, and two chairs on one table, and I think there were two people sitting at one table.

Finding a table that felt well lit, Yang Jueyuan grinned and sat down.

Zamao hummed for a long time, his stomach was too big, he couldn't sit down, so he had no choice but to stand aside, and looked at the tea in the tea bowl on the table that had just been poured by the disciple on the mountain.

Xia Yu glanced at the two of them with a look of contempt.

The monks of the other sects also frowned, their faces full of disgust.

After everyone sat down, Yun Hai got up and came to the middle of the main hall, hugged his fists at the monks around him, and said loudly: "The treasure gathering conference is held once every five years, and it is really an honor to be held by the contemptible faction this time.

Everyone stood up and saluted in return, and was polite in unison.

Yang Jueyuan held the tea bowl, blew a few pieces of floating tea to the edge, and then took a shallow sip, leaving a fragrance between his teeth, but it was a good tea, and he didn't participate in the speech like the opening ceremony of the conference at all.

Miscellaneous Mao watched him drink tea from the side, his sharp mouth went back and forth, he was very hungry but couldn't drink, and his stomach probably couldn't hold anything.

After a kind talk, the highlight of the Treasure Conference began.

First of all, of course, the host came first.

Yun Hai ordered his disciples to bring a gold plate, which was covered with a red cloth, and looking at its outline, it looked like a rectangular thing.

"Two years ago, there was a Nanhai Sanxiu passing by my Jicang Mountain, and when he saw the majestic mountain, he had evil intentions and wanted to occupy it. Later, I was seriously injured, and although I finally escaped, I dropped a treasure he was carrying. ”

After a pause, Yun Hai turned around and took the gold plate from his disciple's hand, and slowly lifted the red cloth covering it.

I saw a handful of objects like a ring ruler lying horizontally on the gold plate, the whole body was transparent with gold, and the light was dazzling, and it was not an ordinary thing at first glance.

"What is this?"

"It's not like a ruler!"

"What ring ruler? I think it's clearly a treasure, and you can see how rich the treasure light is on it. ”

"This is very true, I didn't expect the sea of clouds to be willing to do it, it seems that the old man will not come in vain this time!"

"Hmph, you can also use the treasure weapon, of course, it must be included in the pocket of this Dao Master. ”

"You ......"

When everyone saw the objects on the gold plate, their eyes were wide and amazed, and a few of them had even begun to compete.

An unknown object ignited the anger of the entire venue, and there were signs of intensification.

Yun Hai looked at everyone's performance, smiled slightly, and then continued: "This treasure is like jade but not jade, like iron but not iron, but Yun has never seen it, there is a halo on it, and there is spiritual power in it." Although he is unknown and doesn't know what to do, Yun is sure that it is a magic weapon. ”

Everyone present exclaimed. I thought it was a treasure just now, but I didn't expect it to be a magic weapon. How can it not shock them.

Yang Jueyuan is no exception.

Zamao didn't understand this, he stood there with a whistling voice, but he knew something.

The weapons of the world are roughly divided into: mortal weapons, treasure weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons and even immortal weapons.

And this magic weapon is a magic weapon, which is something that can only be refined by attaining the cultivation of scattered immortals and above.

Most of the monks are still using treasure weapons, and it is difficult to even obtain spiritual energy, let alone magic weapons.

Yang Jueyuan smacked his lips, this is a magic weapon......! Or did someone else fall here, or did they lose it when they ran away, this luck............

sighed in his heart, and knew that if he asked for it, Yunhai would give it to him even if he was reluctant, but he didn't have much desire for this magic weapon.

He knows very well that the treasure of this realm is not something he can keep now, and if he doesn't get a dead person, everything will be over.

The doctrine of the sin of conceiving bi has been preached for thousands of years.