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It's late winter at this time.
The ancient city of Ancient River Fairy City, a thousand-year-old city, has long been covered in white snow.
Outside the fairy city, the howling cold wind brought up large snowflakes, flying wildly.
It was not yet noon, and a long line of people had already formed outside Guhexian City.
Most of these people were wearing thin clothes, and they were not afraid of the biting cold wind. Many of them were even chatting and laughing, as if they regarded the wind and snow as nothing.
These people are all immortal cultivators in the Qi refining stage, even though they are members of the world of immortality.
It's just a low-level existence, but it has already reached the point where ordinary cold and heat cannot invade the body.
At this moment, a thick beam of light fell from the sky, and the large area of snow where it landed immediately scattered in all directions, leaving an open space several feet in size.
Seeing this scene, all the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage fell silent immediately, looking at the young man who walked out of the light with envy. He looked about twenty-six or seventy-years-old and was wearing a blue gown.
Han Changlin glanced at the many Qi Refining cultivators lined up indifferently, and then walked straight towards the Ancient River Fairy City with an expressionless face.
"Senior, do you want to enter the city?"
As soon as they arrived at the city gate, one of the guards came forward respectfully and asked.
Hearing this, Han Changlin did not speak, but nodded lightly.
"Senior please."
Seeing this, the guard immediately moved out of the way behind him and made a gesture of invitation to Han Changlin.
"kindness!"
Han Changlin responded softly, and then walked straight towards the ancient river fairy city.
"Yes." He responded softly, and Han Changlin walked straight into the city. The many Qi Refining Stage monks waiting to enter the city not only did not show dissatisfaction, but their faces were full of envy. After all, the Foundation Establishment Stage The monks are the goal of their struggle.
After entering the city, Han Changlin started walking around casually. When he reached the entrance of an alley, he saw that there were no people around, so he turned around and got in.
After a while, at another exit of the alley, a middle-aged man with a sallow face slowly walked out, and this man was naturally Han Changlin, who had changed his appearance.
Next, Han Changlin was walking and shopping, and almost half an hour later, he stopped in front of a large four-story attic.
"Silver Dragon Trading Company."
After taking a look at the red background and gold-edged sign, Han Changlin walked in.
"Hello, senior, do you need anything?"
As soon as Han Changlin entered, a boy from the shop came over with a respectful expression.
"Qin has something to offer, so he asked your stewards to come over."
Han Changlin randomly made up a fake surname.
After listening to Han Changlin's words, the waiter immediately respectfully led Han Changlin into an elegant small room next to him to wait, and thoughtfully served Han Changlin a cup of fragrant tea.
Although he didn't know Han Changlin's specific cultivation level, the oppressive spiritual pressure could not be faked.
"Senior, please wait a moment. I will invite the person in charge here."
After saying that, the boy quickly walked outside.
A moment later, a middle-aged man with a gentle face walked in. When he saw Han Changlin's face, he was slightly startled at first, but still had a smile on his face and said with cupped hands:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, you are polite. I will be in charge of Yinlong Trading Company, Liang Youyi."
Seeing Liang Youyi's very kind attitude, Han Changlin also stood up and returned the greeting, then sat down and said in a calm tone:
"Let's get straight to the point. I have some things that I need to take action on. Fellow Daoist Liang, please take a look at them."
Han Changlin said and threw a storage bag on the table in front of him.
"Friend Daoist Qin, it's easy to talk, easy to talk."
Liang Youyi nodded and quickly scanned the storage bag with his consciousness.
Just the next moment, the expression on his face suddenly changed, but it returned to normal in an instant.
Everything in this storage bag was obtained by Han Changlin in the Tianxing Secret Realm. Basically, he got it from killing people and grabbing treasures.
Therefore, it is normal for the manager of Silver Dragon Trading Company to look surprised.
But having said that, Liang Youyi has been working as a steward in Yinlong Trading Company for decades. He has never seen any monks. Although he is a little surprised, there are countless monks who deal with stolen goods in Yinlong Trading Company every year, so he is also very surprised. He said calmly:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I've also taken a look at the contents of your storage bag."
"In this case, I am willing to buy it for 4,800 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. I wonder what Taoist Qin thinks about it?"
After finishing speaking, Liang Youyi took a deep look at Han Changlin.
He really didn't expect that Han Changlin could come up with so many things used by Qi refining monks.
No matter what the guess is, the fellow Daoist Qin in front of him is definitely a ruthless person.
And he was very sure that the surname Qin was also fake, including the person's face.
"Then let's go with the price mentioned by Fellow Daoist Liang."
Han Changlin didn't think much and just nodded lightly.
If the items in the storage bag were really sold at the original price, they would be more than 4,800 low-grade spiritual stones. However, after all, these items came from erroneous sources. They were just things that I didn't need, so it wouldn't hurt to lose some.
When Liang Youyi saw Han Changlin agree, he immediately smiled on his face and said:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, wait a moment. I will go get the spirit stone for you."
After Liang Youyi finished speaking, he stood up and walked outside.
Silver Dragon Trading Company has its own weapon refiner, who can easily transform a magical weapon into another one.
And there are so many magic weapons in this storage bag. All he has to do is take them back and ask the weapon refiners in the trading house to process them. Then, the price can be increased by several percent. There is no reason not to do a business that is free of charge.
Soon, Liang Youyi left and returned. After he sat down, he quickly threw a storage bag and landed in front of Han Changlin.
After the inventory was completed and there was no problem, Han Changlin and Liang Youyi chatted for a few words before leaving Yinlong Trading Company with an excuse.
After leaving, Han Changlin continued to wander around Guhe Fairy City, and from time to time he would go in and out of some shops.
It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that Han Changlin gave up and found an inn to stay.
In the guest room of the inn, Han Changlin was sitting cross-legged on the bed with a thoughtful look on his face.
After leaving the Silver Dragon Trading Company, Han Changlin started buying the spiritual weapons he had. After all, he was now a monk in the foundation-building stage, and only spiritual weapons could unleash his full strength.
Just a few hours later, Han Changlin visited more than a dozen shops, large and small, but he never saw the spiritual weapon he wanted. However, to his surprise, he found the spiritual medicine of Zhenyuan Dan. What a pleasant surprise.
"Hey, I'd better go there and take a look. If not, I can only go to other places to take a look."
Suddenly Han Changlin stood up and walked outside the house.
After leaving the inn, Han Changlin took advantage of the night and walked quickly towards the north of Guhe Fairy City.
While shopping today, although he did not buy the spiritual weapon he wanted, he was unexpectedly invited by one of the shops to participate in an underground auction.
This auction is an underground auction venue specially prepared for foundation-building monks.
In addition to the organizers of this trip, which will bring out some treasures used by the foundation-building monks, after the auction, the participants will also have a free trading session.
This is good for Han Changlin.
After all, he lacks everything now, and the spiritual stones on his body need to be converted into combat power as soon as possible.
Han Changlin turned around, and after almost a quarter of an hour, he came to an inconspicuous two-story attic not far away.
After taking a deep look at the second-floor attic, Han Changlin gritted his teeth and walked over.
In the attic, the lights are bright, but because it is getting late now, there are no guests.
As soon as Han Changlin stepped into it, a boy came to greet him.
Seeing this, Han Changlin handed over a small wooden sign without hesitation.
"Senior, please invite me here."
This young man looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his cultivation level was only about the third level of Qi Refining. When he saw the wooden sign handed over by Han Changlin, he immediately showed a respectful expression. After all, he was not just a small foundation-building monk. Qi refining monks can offend.
Following the boy Han Changlin, he walked towards the back of the attic and soon came to a large hall.
As soon as he entered, he immediately felt a few rays of divine consciousness sweeping over him, and they quickly passed over him after seeing his outfit.
Now there are nearly ten foundation-building monks sitting quietly in this place.
He found a corner and sat down. After taking a look at the high platform in front of him, Han Changlin closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the auction to begin.
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