Luo Hong glanced around and saw a group of low-level disciples from Huang Maple Valley bullying a young disciple. The method was nothing more than quarreling and fighting. It was the same in the entire world of immortality. There was nothing new.
"The trade fair is about to start. Put on the mask my teacher gave you."
Luo Hong didn't bother to care about the disputes between low-level monks. After giving an order, he started to escape quickly.
In a short time, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the giant pavilion. After stepping on more than ten white jade steps, a middle-aged man with a square face and a gentle temperament greeted them.
"My Excellency, Dong Xuelong is the head of Huang Maple Valley. May I ask if you have an invitation?"
Leader?
Luo Hong looked at the other person carefully and found that this person did have the token of the head of Huang Maple Valley, but he was no longer the person in his impression.
"Luo has never heard that you need an invitation to attend the meeting."
Luo Hong said in an unhappy tone.
"Senior, you have misunderstood. Our Yellow Maple Valley welcomes all high-level monks from Tiannan. However, without invitations, we will have to settle for sitting in the trading hall."
The temperaments of the monks who have reached the elixir-formation stage and above are more and more eccentric because they have lived for hundreds of years and their respective cultivation techniques.
In order to prevent these people from conflicting, Ancestor Linghu disrupted the trade fair and specially arranged suitable seats for these people.
"Just pick me a quieter place."
Luo Hong understood what Dong Xuelong meant and expressed her request.
"Okay senior, please follow this disciple inside."
Dong Xuelong handed over his hand in response. As soon as he finished speaking, a pretty female disciple walked out from the side and gave Luo Hong a very considerate blessing.
"Um."
Luo Hong nodded slightly, and under the leadership of the female disciple, he came to a square table on the west side of the hall and sat down.
Looking around, the monks of the same rank around him were all drinking and drinking, and no one was chatting or laughing. It was indeed very quiet.
Then, Luo Hong looked up at the boxes on the second floor and saw that only four of them were lit up with the forbidden light.
This shows that there are only four Nascent Soul Stage monks participating in the trade fair this time.
This is not surprising. The chances of a treasure worthy of a Nascent Soul cultivator appearing in the transaction are too coincidental. If they are not really free, generally no Nascent Soul monster would be willing to try their luck.
Of course, if there is such a treasure, Patriarch Linghu will publicize it before the trade fair, and there will be many Yuanying old monsters coming by then.
The trade fair Luo Hong attended was an ordinary trade fair.
He withdrew his gaze and waited for another half an hour before the trade fair finally started.
What surprised Luo Hong was that the host turned out to be an old acquaintance of his. When he was still in the foundation building stage, he had participated in several trade fairs hosted by the other party.
Unexpectedly, he was able to break through the core formation. He must have encountered a great opportunity!
After a simple opening remarks, the other party took out the first trading item, perhaps to heat up the atmosphere. This first trading item was very important.
A purple-red flying sword floats quietly on the jade plate. Its sword body is translucent, and it will ignite purple spiritual flames from time to time. The fluctuations of spiritual energy it emits are amazing.
This turned out to be a magic weapon whose owner has not yet been recognized!
Needless to say, the treasure of the magic weapon is very precious, and judging from the appearance of the sword, it is definitely a rare treasure among the magic weapons. Most of the monks in the alchemy stage in the hall became excited.
But in Luo Hong's opinion, this flying sword is just average.
He could tell at a glance that this flying sword was the kind of magic weapon that went straight forward without any changes.
If this kind of magic weapon cannot reach the pinnacle in one aspect, such as the unparalleled speed of escape, or the sharpness of cutting everything, its performance in fighting is far less powerful than ordinary people imagine.
To put it simply, this flying sword just looks good.
Just as Luo Hong was making comments in his mind, Fan Mengyi's voice sounded in his ears.
"Master, drink tea."
Luo Hong did not pick up the tea cup, but stared at Fan Mengyi's face for a moment, and then said softly:
"Don't think about it. It's not suitable for you. It doesn't work."
"Master, I don't have high demands."
Fan Mengyi said pitifully.
"My master has already planned for your natal magic weapon. You only need to focus on breaking through the core formation period."
Luo Hong arranged the corresponding treasure refining plan after the baby was born, and he had all the spiritual materials ready.
"I understand, Master!"
Fan Mengyi just wanted to make sure that Luo Hong didn't forget what she had promised her, but she didn't really fall in love with the flying sword on the stage.
She knew very well that the magic weapon suitable for her must be a set of flying swords.
This magical flying sword named Ziyang Sword was eventually sold for a high price of more than 40,000 spirit stones.
The subsequent trading items are not so precious, but with the foreshadowing of Ziyang Sword, the selling price is generally higher than the market price.
During this period, Luo Hong made three attempts and successfully bought three spiritual materials that he had never collected.
Because the grades of these three spiritual materials are not high, they are just relatively rare, and together they only cost Luo Hong five thousand spiritual stones.
Two hours later, the first half of the trade fair was declared over, and the highlight of the trade fair came next.
The higher the cultivation of immortals, the less dependent they are on low-level spiritual stones. Therefore, at the level of pill formation and above, barter will become the mainstream of transactions among immortals.
It can be said that most of the alchemy stage monks present are here just for this second half.
As soon as the announcement was made, three figures rushed towards the high platform, and finally a figure wrapped in the breeze stood on top first, transforming into a skinny old Taoist priest.
"Hey, you two fellow Taoists, poor Taoist Fu Yunzi, have accepted the offer."
Fuyunzi bowed his hands to the two figures who were halfway forward and said proudly.
"snort!"
One of them snorted softly, and the other said nothing, but they all sat back silently.
After all, this trade fair will be personally overseen by the Linghu Ancestor who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so how can a mere monk in the Dan Formation stage dare to cause trouble.
Seeing this, Fuyunzi flipped his palm and took out a wooden box full of restrictions. He peeled off the talisman on the lid of the box, and the lid opened on its own, and a jade slip surrounded by red fire clouds floated out.
Luo Hong had never seen such a strange jade slip. He couldn't help but let out his spiritual consciousness and wanted to investigate, but inadvertently discovered something was wrong.
A hundred feet away from Luo Hong's seat, three alchemy monks wearing colorful masks seemed to be overly excited.
One of them also transmitted a message to the other two:
"That's Longshang..."
"Shut up, don't forget where this is!"
Before this person could finish speaking, he was interrupted sharply by another person.
All this happened after Fu Yunzi took out the jade slip, and everyone was attracted by it. No one except Luo Hong noticed anything strange about the three people.
Interesting, could this jade slip contain some big secret?
Luo Hong couldn't help but get excited and prepared to listen to Fuyunzi's introduction.
