When Zhushan woke up, a day and a night had passed.

In addition to feeling refreshed, Zhushan felt that his demon soul was more stable, which would have a great effect on his future cultivation.

At this time, there was no trace of anyone inside or outside the inner hall, and Zhushan only felt that there were many people's messages in his communication talisman, and swept them at will, most of them were greetings from his senior brothers, which was nothing more than an invitation to participate in this once-in-a-century trading event in Taishan Peak.

But there was a message in it, Zhushan had to pay attention to it, it turned out to be a message from his master Nine Ancestors, and the words were not long, but in the end, Zhushan also found a Dan Fang inside.

The pill recipe of Pei Ying Dan that can increase the chance of condensing babies!

The meaning of the Nine Ancestors Zhenren could not be more obvious, he gave Zhushan this pill recipe, which means that you can try to get married!

But how precious the Pei Ying Pill is, several of the main medicines for refining the Pei Ying Dan are in the hands of the wealthy families, even if it flows out at will, the Pei Ying Dan will be robbed by countless Demon Pill stage monks.

Zhu Shan came back from Lingshan, of course he knew how difficult it was to get this Pei Infant Pill, there were less than two thousand Demon Infant Stage Monks on Ten Thousand Demon Island, and there were hundreds of thousands of Demon Pill Stage Monks, this proportion was really amazing, so that the uneven resources caused many false Infant Stage Monks to die depressed on the hurdle of getting a baby.

Take a few senior brothers that Zhushan knows, Li Xuan and Yuan Zidao have privately impacted the Demon Infant Stage, but there is no good pill to assist, and various factors such as the right time and place have caused them to fail in their impact.

The second-generation disciples of the big sects couldn't get married smoothly, not to mention those small sect families who were scattered......

"Bitter Begonia Flower, Xuanying Fruit, Powerful Blood Vine ......" Zhushan looked at the more than a dozen pills on the Peiying Dan Fang and was silent for a long time. The other auxiliary elixirs are easy to say, but these three main medicines are particularly difficult to find, and many years of picking have made many sect medicine gardens have lost the trace of these three main medicines.

It is only possible to find it in some ancient ruins. But the ancient ruins are all in the hands of the large sects, and the Yinshan sect ...... As far as Takeyama knows, it seems that there are no relics of his own.

So this so-called Peiying Dan is equivalent to a chicken rib for the current Zhushan.

After half a ring, Zhushan planned to go to the Sanchong Mountain Trade Fair to search, there were tens of thousands of monks there, maybe he could get some Pei Ying Dan three main medicines or even clues.

Together, Takeyama shot towards Mie Mountain. Although he didn't say hello to Shizun, Zhushan knew in his heart that since his old man had left a summons, of course, he would say that. There was no reason for Takeyama to visit him again.

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When he was about to reach Mie Mountain, Zhushan suddenly slapped his head and screamed to himself!

"I forgot that I don't have many magic stones on me. Those billions of stocks had been devoured by themselves before. There is not even a pile of residue left......" Zhushan reluctantly remembered this, but the light under his feet did not stop at all.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and he can still be stumped by hundreds of millions of magic stones in Zhushan?

Whew......

Zhushan landed at a junction outside the square, and several Taishan Peak disciples over there immediately trotted over and saluted when they saw Zhushan: "Meet Uncle Xiaoshi!"

Zhushan bowed slightly, and asked casually, "How long will this trade fair end?"

A deacon-like leading disciple immediately replied: "Today's trade fair should be over in three hours, and this time happens to be the finale of each trading point, Uncle Xiao, you are a coincidence!"

Zhushan waved his hand slightly, and the disciples retreated in interest. After walking a few steps, Zhushan saw at a glance that there were various stalls everywhere. Countless monks were haggling in different places.

With a flash of purple light on his face, Zhushan's appearance changed to that of an old middle-aged man, because his original appearance is really easy to attract attention, and the more ordinary it is here, the better.

Walking through a few stalls, Zhushan found that they were all elixirs and magic weapons from the Demon Spirit Stage and the Demon Yuan Period, and there were very few spiritual objects that the Demon Pill Stage monks could use, let alone the spiritual objects that could make the Demon Infant Stage monks tempted.

At first, Zhushan thought that he could pan for gold in the sea, and maybe he could replace some buried treasures, but the stall owners of these stalls were ghostly, and they didn't gain anything after ten minutes!

Zhushan smiled bitterly and hurried towards the next trading area.

On the periphery are some people's small stalls, and in the middle are some temporary shops, which are full of Ning Luo, which has opened Zhushan's eyes, not only the magic weapons and magic treasures of demon cultivation, but even some demon pets are sold.

Thinking of this, Zhushan couldn't help but touch the spirit beast bag on his body, he really hadn't communicated with the pangolin demon pet for so many years, since it swallowed the dragon crystal of the demon venerable dragon and slept until now, if it woke up one day, Zhushan would like to find a place to place it.

Walking to a huge stone hall in the inner area, Zhushan stopped, this triple hall is the core of the entire fair, only the monks of the magic pill period may have the opportunity to enter, and even need to pay a certain amount of magic stones to enter.

Walking up the steps, Zhushan was immediately stopped by a few monks, Zhushan took out a token at random and easily passed, even the magic stone was saved, of course, this is a trade fair hosted by Taishan Peak, he is a nine ancestors and ten disciples and also used the magic stone to make a joke.

Zhushan easily entered the trading hall as he cococted, and at this time, a white-haired old man on the stage was holding up a magic treasure in his hand and shouting the price, and many monks in the audience quoted one after another:

"Three million magic stones!"

"I'll give five million!"

"Don't rob me of this superb spirit sword, I'll have 10 million!"

......

That sword-shaped magic treasure is a superb magic sword, from the introduction of the presiding monk, it seems that this magic sword has thirty-nine layers of prohibition, and when facing the enemy, it can release a powerful magic fire to attack the enemy, and the quality of the end is extraordinary.

But the price of the best magic sword will naturally not be so low, and when Zhushan finds a box and sits down, the price of the best magic sword has been shouted to a sky-high price of 30 million!

Million...... In fact, it is the weight that Zhushan devoured a few days ago, and Zhushan is not very interested in this magic sword, and his Tongtian magic ruler has this number of any material when it was refined that day.

As for the mixed Yuan Jin Dou, not to mention, Zhushan didn't dare to take it out against the enemy, there were too many movements of the Yuan Shi Demon Treasure, and he could kill the enemy with his hand, if he let the enemy run, then Zhushan would be in great danger.

In the end, the best magic sword over there was auctioned for 70 million, and it was auctioned away by a nameless family, seeing that the patriarch of the family was just a fake infant stage of cultivation, Zhushan just took a sip of spiritual tea and waited for a better auction item to appear later.

Two young and beautiful maids walked up to the front desk with a flower pot in their hands, and because the flower pot was covered by an unknown cloth, Zhushan couldn't even find out what was inside.

The old man on the stage spoke at this time: "A three-thousand-year-old bitter begonia flower, the auction reserve price is 50 million, and the price increase shall not be less than 1 million magic stones each time!" (to be continued......)