There are countless stalls in the center of this venue.
There are eight rows of two horizontal and six vertical rows, each row is tens of meters long.
The organizer of the conference, Qingyun Sect, is located directly north of the square, one of the two horizontal rows.
Another horizontal row is located at the entrance of the venue, which is due south.
It is a stall for some small sects and independent practitioners.
The stalls of the other six sects were lined up in a row, between the stalls of the Qingyun sect and the small sects.
At the end of the venue is the mountain wall behind the Goddess Peak.
There are many beautifully carved, vermilion and green pavilions built on the mountain wall.
There are golden lights flashing from time to time in these pavilions, which should be some kind of formation restriction.
The venue was crowded with people, people were coming and going, and there was a lot of noise, there were thousands of people.
If someone who doesn't know comes here, they will think that they are coming to a New Year Street or a large commercial temple fair.
Huang Ming and Xiao Hua are like bumpkins entering the city.
As soon as I entered the venue, I was attracted by the various items sold in the stalls.
I even forgot to find a place to stay first.
The items sold at these stalls are of all kinds.
But generally speaking, what is sold are basically some spiritual herbs and elixirs needed for alchemy.
The heavenly materials and earthly treasures required for refining weapons.
As well as many finished and semi-finished talismans, magic weapons, formation flags, formation disks, etc.
Most of the things Huang Ming and Xiao Hua had never seen before.
The first thing they visited was the stall set up by Nanfang Huguangyan Wooden Sword Gate.
The first five stalls sell some alchemy materials.
They didn't know each other at all. At most, they only knew about personal ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.
I listened to other people's consultation and bargaining for a while.
Only then did Huang Ming and Xiao Hua have a general understanding of the elixir.
It turns out that the efficacy of elixirs also has different stages.
Pills refined from ordinary medicinal materials are generally low-level pills and are ineffective for high-level immortal cultivators.
As for high-level elixirs, in addition to the medicinal materials themselves needing to have unique effects.
It also needs to be sufficiently old, at least hundreds of years.
If a low-level person takes a high-level elixir.
Not only cannot it be refined and absorbed, but it may even cause your body to explode and die.
However, high-level elixirs are extremely rare.
After all, the spiritual herbs and elixirs used to refine high-level elixirs need to be at least hundreds of years old.
Usually no one would put it up for sale, and even if it happened occasionally, it would be a sky-high price.
The stalls at the back sell weapons-refining materials.
These materials are strange and weird, and it seems that anything can be used to refine magic weapons.
There are crystal iron and ores, furs and animal bones, silk and bamboo, blood and feathers, whether they are flying in the sky, running underground, swimming in the water, or buried in the soil.
No matter whether they are big or small, long or short, dead or alive, soft or hard, new or old, they can all be used to refine magic weapons.
The next few stalls sell finished magical instruments.
These magical instruments are also of various types and strange.
There are knives and swords, rings and shields, towers and cauldrons, scarves and handkerchiefs.
Something with a hook and a blade, something with a sharp thorn, something with an edge and a pendant, something with a velvet rope and a chain, something with a barbed hook and a moth's eyebrow thorn.
What can be thrown out can be pulled back, what can be thrown out cannot be pulled back, etc.
There is nothing you can’t imagine but nothing you can’t see.
Of course, most of these things are only low- to mid-level magic weapons, and none of them are high-level items.
As for the last few stalls, they sell spiritual talismans.
There are the golden sword talisman, the golden needle talisman, the wooden sword talisman and the wooden shield talisman, the water arrow talisman and the water spirit talisman, the fireball talisman and the fire pillar talisman, the earth prison talisman and the earth escape talisman, the wind and ghost talisman, the Yin-suppressing and Yang-suppressing talisman, the five-thunder sky-shaking talisman, and various There are all kinds of charms.
There are offensive, defensive, auxiliary, restorative, one-time, multiple-time, powerful and less powerful spell types, all kinds of different.
Three or four hours later, Xiao Hua and Huang Ming took a rough tour of the stalls of the seven sects.
Only then did I realize that although the items sold by different sects were varied, they were all similar.
It seems that the items used for cultivating immortals in seclusion are all similar.
So the two of them went to the stalls of small sects and casual cultivators.
Alchemy refining materials and magic tools and talismans are also sold here.
The price is also relatively cheaper.
But the quality cannot be compared with the seven major sects, and is equivalent to street stalls.
However, Huang Ming and Xiao Hua heard that the stalls of these small sects and casual cultivators might sell some low-level techniques or alchemy prescriptions that are not sold by the seven sects.
And that's what they both need right now.
But after visiting more than a dozen stalls, I found nothing special.
Until they came to a stall with "Qiqimen" written on it.
The two of them hadn't spoken yet when they arrived at the stall.
The stall owner picked up a sword for sale and spoke first.
"Two fellow Taoists, don't miss it if you pass by."
"Look at this cinnabar sword, a masterpiece from our master."
"As long as fifty spiritual stones, yes, you heard it right, only fifty spiritual stones, only fifty spiritual stones"
“Absolutely great value for money and not to be missed.”
"Fifty spirit stones?".
Huang Ming frowned.
This kind of low-level magic weapon can only be sold for thirty spirit stones at most in other sects.
It seems that the stall owner of Qiqimen is asking for a lot of money.
"Okay, fifty spiritual stones, this fellow Taoist bought it."
The stall owner put the stone sword in his hand into a wooden box and handed it to Huang Ming.
"Huh? Hey, when did I want it? Are you mistaken?"
Huang Ming was stunned. He didn't want it.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, you can't make this kind of joke. Why didn't you want it?"
"I just said that for only fifty spirit stones, it is absolutely worth the money and you can't miss it."
"You said fifty spiritual stones right away, what? Are you trying to cheat?"
The stall owner's expression changed after he finished speaking.
A force of divine will came over Huang Ming, who was in the middle of foundation building.
"Isn't it true? There is forced buying and selling in the hidden world of immortality?"
Xiao Hua next to him was also stunned.
This guy is a cultivator, but his behavior is just like those unscrupulous vendors at popular attractions, all in a routine.
"What kind of forced buying and selling?"
"You said you wanted it. Hurry up and get fifty spiritual stones."
The stall owner is very tough.
"Your sister, are you playing dirty tricks with me?"
"I don't believe that the Qingyun faction doesn't care. Just wait, I'll file a complaint."
Huang Ming was very angry.
Not only did this stall owner forcefully buy and sell, he also dared to use spiritual pressure on him at the trading conference.
Although they can't beat this guy, he and Xiao Hua have been in business for many years.
I know that the organizer of the conference will definitely maintain order at the venue. If you can't fight, you can only complain.
really.
When the stall owner heard that Huang Ming was going to complain, he immediately got scared.
He put away his pressure and waved his hand.
“Hey, forget it, forget it.”
"Two guys in their thirties who are still at the sixth level of Qi refining stage, you can't even afford them."
"Go away, go away, don't hinder my business."
"Damn it, why are there so many people in this hermit cultivator?"
Xiao Hua touched his bald head and looked at Huang Ming.
"It seems that the world is as dark as crows, and there are also profiteers who are cultivating immortality and hiding in the world."
"Forget it, let's be patient, keep a low profile, and find a place to live first."
Huang Ming was not in the mood to go shopping anymore.
It's an excuse to say it's low-key, but it's actually cowardice.
no way.
Who said martial arts is the most respected in the world of immortality, and they have just started practicing.
The first time they saw the world of immortality, they were severely beaten by reality.
