<Binghuo#中文..com Qin Fengming went straight to the stone platform, but there was a three or four-foot-high palace here. This palace looked extremely simple, showing that it was very old, and there was no plaque hanging above the main entrance.
Sensing the energy fluctuations at the palace gate, Qin Fengming knew that this palace was completely surrounded by some kind of powerful restriction. Even if he released his spiritual consciousness, he could not detect anything in the hall.
Although there are crowds of people in front of the stone platform, there are few people here and no monks stay here.
"Does this fellow Taoist have any precious items that need to be exchanged?"
Just when Qin Fengming stood in front of the hall door, he saw a flash of light at the door of the hall, and a figure appeared in a flash. This person was wearing the clothes of the Green Snake Valley Fair and had a cultivation level in the middle stage of Chengdan.
"Ah, yes, Mr. Qin has a piece of weapon refining material here. He wants to exchange it with other Taoist friends through the stone platform here." Qin Fengming saw that there was no strange color on his face and said.
"Since fellow Taoist has items to exchange, please invite fellow Taoist Qin to enter the hall to speak."
Without any hesitation, Qin Fengming followed the man and walked towards the palace gate.
The restriction at the door of the palace was mysterious. Qin Fengming seemed to have entered the hall without feeling anything.
Entering the main hall, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be stunned. There were nearly twenty or thirty monks in the hall, which was only ten feet long. Among them, more than a dozen monks were sitting in the center of the main hall. These monks were all wearing the clothes of the Green Snake Valley Fair.
Although the uniforms were uniform, Qin Fengming could see that these monks belonged to different sects because there was a stone tablet where the monks sat around, but it had different names written on it: Jingyun Sect Wen Family, Feihuang Valley, Baihemen It seems that these monks are undoubtedly the guardian monks of this trading desk.
At this time, a dozen other monks were sitting on wooden chairs beside the four Eight Immortals tables on both sides of the hall, sipping fragrant tea. Seeing Qin Fengming recently, they all turned their heads to look at Qin Fengming and then lowered their heads to drink. fragrant tea
There is also a huge stone mirror on the front of the main hall, which is very similar to the stone mirror I saw in Jingyun Sect. At this time, a lot of materials are revealed on the stone mirror. Some of the names of the spiritual herbs are dim, and some are dim. Still shining brightly
"Fellow Daoist Qin, as long as you pay a thousand spirit stones and take out the treasures to be exchanged for a while, I will make arrangements later."
Qin Fengming would not hesitate. As soon as he raised his hand, a jade box appeared in his hand. With a flick, the lid of the box opened, revealing a piece of black weapon refining material inside.
"This is a piece of black crystal that Qin intends to exchange for a purple crystal of the same size or a blue waterfall crystal of the same size."
"What turned out to be a piece of black stone crystal? How could such a precious material appear here?"
"Black stone crystal is a precious material for refining top-level magic weapons. Is this fellow Taoist crazy?"
Following Qin Fengming's words, dozens of monks in the hall opened their eyes almost simultaneously, all looking at Qin Fengming with incredulous expressions. Some of them could not help but speak out.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, do you really plan to exchange this piece of black stone crystal here? This piece of weapon refining material is so precious that even if it is placed in the official trade fair of Green Snake Valley, it has already met the conditions."
Looking at the jade box in the hands of the black-faced monk in front of him, the monk who led Qin Fengming into the temple said with a look of shock on his face, and his tone also showed a trace of difficulty in keeping steady.
"Yes, this is a thousand spiritual stones. Just ask Taoist friends to arrange it for Qin."
The monk took the spirit stone and the jade box and looked at Qin Fengming again before turning and walking towards the huge stone mirror.
"Wait a minute, this fellow Taoist, I want to get this piece of black stone crystal, but I don't know which two materials to remove. Can you, fellow Taoist, intend to trade it with the spiritual stone? As long as you, the fellow Taoist, intend to part with it, no matter how many spiritual stones there are, I will never refuse."
Just when the leading monk turned around to handle the transaction, an old man with yellow hair suddenly stood up from the side of the hall. The old man was sitting at the Eight Immortals Table, but there was no monk with him. Sitting at the same table
The yellow-haired old man stepped forward quickly and came straight to Qin Fengming. He stretched out his hand to intercept the monk.
The face of this old man was hidden in a layer of gray mist, making it difficult for ordinary people to see his face clearly. As the old man approached, an extremely cold aura swept towards Qin Fengming. This man knew that he was a doctor without even looking. Demonic cultivation is undoubtedly
"This fellow Taoist is sorry that Qin removed those two materials but would never exchange them for anything else." Facing the Demon Cultivator Qin Fengming at the peak of the Pill Formation in front of him, his expression was unmoved and he said directly.
"I, Huang Xuzi, am practicing in Yanyun Mountain, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here. I believe fellow Taoists have heard of Yanyun Mountain before."
The yellow-haired old man did not comment on Qin Fengming's answer, but suddenly said:
"I'm sorry that Mr. Qin is deaf and doesn't know where Yanyun Mountain is. But Mr. Qin can only exchange this piece of black crystal for purple lin stone and blue waterfall crystal, but he will never exchange it for anything else."
As Qin Fengming's words came out, more than a dozen Chengdan monks sitting at the Eight Immortal Tables on both sides of the hall almost simultaneously let out a soft moan in their mouths. Some monks even whispered in a low voice:
"Ah, the monk in the early stage of becoming a pill didn't know that Yanyun Mountain is like a newborn calf and is not afraid of tigers. It seems that this person must be in big trouble today."
"Humph, that black-faced monk actually dared to say such things to fellow Taoist Huang Xuzi. You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth."
Although everyone's whispers were extremely weak, Qin Fengming's powerful spiritual consciousness enveloped him and he heard them wordlessly.
After hearing the people's words, Qin Fengming immediately knew that the yellow-haired old man in front of him must be a person of great background. He must have an extremely powerful person behind him. However, although Qin Fengming was slightly shocked by these comments, he did not let go. in heart
Since the Evil God Sect has withdrawn the original reward under pressure from Manghuang Mountain and the two super sects at this time and promised in person that he would not do such unscrupulous things again, Qin Fengming can now blatantly walk in the world of immortal cultivation in the Yuanfeng Empire.
As the young master of Manghuang Mountain, he can be used as a powerful amulet, and even those famous Yingcheng monks will be courteous to him.
With the knowledge of all the old monsters, they will know that Qin Fengming must have had some surveillance secrets placed on him by the five great monks of Manghuang Mountain. As long as he dies, Manghuang Mountain will definitely know about it. In this way, there will be no Yingying monks. Willing to risk offending Manghuang Mountain to kill Qin Fengming
Although this kind of protection is not omnipotent, for Qin Fengming, it gives him a huge room for maneuver. If the Yingying monk wants to do something wrong with him, he can use secret techniques to escape if the other party hesitates.
"Hmm, okay, okay, I have remembered what you said. I hope you don't leave Green Snake Valley as soon as possible."
The yellow-haired old man looked at Qin Fengming for a moment, then shook his sleeves and snorted coldly, then sat back down at the Eight Immortals Table where he had been sitting, and no longer looked at Qin Fengming.
