"The variety of materials here is indeed very complete, but I haven't found one of the best ones yet." Chen Feng shook his head.
First of all, Chen Feng doesn't need magic weapons, elixirs, ores for the time being. Moreover, although there are a lot of these things in this trading place, in Chen Feng's opinion, they are all of average quality.
Of course, along the way, Chen Feng still bought some things, such as some medicinal materials that he didn't have on his body that would be used in elixir making in the future. In addition to these, there were also some weird things. For example, Chen Feng was playing with a palm-sized piece in his hand right now. Something like a dark piece of iron
"Boss, what is this?" Chen Feng asked casually
"Hey, brother, you are really discerning. This is Dragon Scale." The boss is a thin old man with a cunning look in his triangular eyes. At first glance, he is not a kind person.
"Dragon scales, this is a very good thing. I don't know how you sell it, boss." Chen Feng showed a smile on his face, while Jian Xiaotian immediately coughed.
"You really want to buy it?" After hearing this, the old man was stunned. It was obviously a joke. Is this kid a fool, or is this thing really a treasure?
But when the old man thought that there was no good stuff in his stall, he thought about it and quoted a number.
"A thousand precious crystals"
"Haha, one piece of dragon scale is worth a thousand crystals. It's really cheap." Chen Feng laughed.
"That's because I think the little brother is more kind-hearted. Yes, he's more kind-hearted. We just get along better." The old man smiled awkwardly.
"Since we are more compatible, it would be great if you just gave it to me directly," Chen Feng said with a smile.
"Gah" the old man immediately opened his eyes wide. He has seen many thick-skinned old men, but he has never encountered such a thick-skinned old man who can beat a snake with a stick.
"Haha, I'm joking, husband. I think we have a certain affinity. Let's just make friends. I took a hundred gems." Chen Feng said and waved his palm. A spiritual stone appeared in his palm, but it was not the treasure crystal that Chen Feng said. And a more advanced holy crystal
"This is the Holy Crystal." After all, the old man was also a monk in the heavenly realm who had survived the thunder tribulation. When he saw the spirit stone in Chen Feng's hand, his eyes immediately lit up.
"How about it? Can I buy it? If not, forget it." Chen Feng said with a smile.
"Yes, of course." The old man hurriedly snatched the spirit stone from Chen Feng's hand. This is a piece of holy crystal, which is much more precious than a hundred treasure crystals. Of course, the main reason is that the old man knows the piece of rotten iron in his hand. Not worth that much
"Brother Chen, what is this? It can't really be a treasure," Jian Xiaotian said doubtfully while holding the black iron piece after leaving the stall.
"It's not a treasure, but it's indeed the scales on the dragon's body. Although it's a little damaged, it's still of some value." Chen Feng smiled. In fact, for Chen Feng, this kind of thing is just a dispensable thing. It's just boring.
"Hey, I thought it was something good." Jian Xiaotian shook his head and threw the scales in his hand to Chen Feng.
"I just fell in love with a magical elixir over there. It's really good, but the old man's price was too high."
"Elixir, what elixir?" Chen Feng was a little surprised. You must know that Chen Feng and Jian Xiaotian both obtained a lot of elixirs in the secret realm. Now, generally, elixirs that are less than a thousand years old will not be in the eyes of the two of them.
"A blood dragon ginseng" Jian Xiaotian whispered
"This is a good thing. Let's go and see it."
When he arrived at an inconspicuous stall, Chen Feng did see the blood dragon ginseng, so there was a hint of surprise on his face: "How can the blood dragon ginseng with three thousand years of medicine be compared to the ordinary elixir with five thousand years of medicine?" I’m not going to the auction house.”
"Haha, little brother, you have a good eye. If you dig out an elixir, go to the auction house. Then the auction house should not be busy all day." The old man said with a smile, he seemed quite kind.
"I want this blood dragon ginseng. I don't know if the senior needs spiritual stones or other things in exchange." Chen Feng had long seen that this old man's cultivation level was at the eighth level of heaven, which scared Chen Feng. Chen Feng felt strange that a monk with Yitiao's status was setting up a stall here.
"Forget the spiritual stone, I need a three-thousand-year-old spiritual medicine that is helpful to the soul and consciousness in exchange," the old man said with a smile.
"This old man's soul has been injured. It seems that he needs elixir to refine the spirit-accumulating pill," Ta said.
"I do have the elixir for spiritual consciousness, but if I exchange it, I will suffer a loss. Everyone knows that the elixir for the soul is more precious than other elixirs," Chen Feng said with a smile.
"Little brother, there really is a spiritual elixir in his body." A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.
"Senior, what do you think of this spirit-accumulating grass?" Chen Feng moved his palm and took out a spiritual medicine.
"Is Yunling Grass actually a Yunling Grass or a three-thousand-year-old Yunling Grass? It's great. It's the best material for refining the Soul-Absorbing Pill." The old man stood up excitedly and almost reached out to snatch the elixir from Chen Feng's hand. past
But the old man finally controlled it: "Haha, I lost my temper. I wonder if my little brother can exchange with me."
"Okay, but senior still needs to come up with something." Chen Feng nodded. Chen Feng really took a fancy to this blood dragon ginseng. This is a great tonic elixir that can enhance qi and blood and condense the body. It contains domineering medicinal power. It's what Chen Feng needs
"This" the old man showed some embarrassment on his face
"What's wrong, senior?" Chen Feng was a little confused. Doesn't this monk at the eighth level of heaven and man have something on him?
"Haha, to tell you the truth, little brother, I have encountered something recently and I really don't have any other precious things with me. Do you think this will work?" The old man paused and then continued: "I usually know how to refine some elixirs. If the little brother is willing, If so, I can help you refine a furnace of earth-level elixirs. Of course, the materials need to be provided by the little brother himself."
When he said this, the old man was a little helpless and nervous, for fear that Chen Feng would not be willing to do so. This also showed that the old man really needed the Yunling Grass in Chen Feng's hands.
"Refining the elixir" Chen Feng was stunned for a moment.
"That's fine. I agree to the exchange. I don't know when senior will have time." Chen Feng nodded and handed Yunling Grass to the old man.
After taking the Yunling Grass, the old man's face immediately showed joy: "I wonder if little brother can wait for ten days."
"Ten days is okay." Chen Feng nodded and told the old man where he was holding the blood dragon ginseng. But at this time, something unexpected happened again, and a strong wind blew the blood dragon ginseng over. Chen Feng and The old man didn't even react.
However, the first thing Chen Feng did after he reacted was to reach out and grab the blood dragon ginseng. He heard a snapping sound. The three-thousand-year-old blood dragon ginseng was broken into two pieces. Chen Feng grabbed half of it back in his hand.
"Hey." Chen Feng's eyes immediately flashed with murderous intent.
Swish
Jian Xiaotian stretched out his hand and the Xiaotian Divine Sword turned into a stream of light and slashed at a middle-aged monk wearing a high crown.
This sword contains the slightest trace of the power of heavenly thunder, the billowing sword energy, coupled with Jian Xiaotian's own Da Luo battle body energy and blood, even the fifth-level monks of the heavenly beings cannot stop Jian Xiaotian. s attack
But this thunderous sword strike was blocked by someone. A condensed fist light directly smashed Jian Xiaotian's long sword away, and then a domineering fist filled the world, disrupted the spiritual energy in all directions, and bombarded Jian Xiaotian and Chen Feng.
"A monk on the seventh level of heaven." Chen Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that in this short time, the young monk still found helpers, and he wanted to kill both of them as soon as he came up. Such domineering behavior made Chen Feng feel murderous intention in his heart.
When Chen Feng was about to take out the holy weapon and teach the other party a lesson, the old man who had been standing beside him suddenly took action. A small bronze cauldron suddenly flew out and blocked Chen Feng and the two.
boom
The huge fist hit the small cauldron, and the dull sound made all the monks around cover their ears and scream. Especially Zhao Tian, who was following the middle-aged monk behind him, was sitting on the ground with bleeding from his orifices.
Deng Deng Deng
The middle-aged man backed away continuously, his face a little ugly: "Old Yao, you want to interfere in the affairs of our Tianchi Sect."
"Haha, I don't dare. It's just that you bully people like this. Even an old man like me can't stand it." Xiaoding kept turning in the palm of the old man's hand.
"Sacred Artifact" Chen Feng was even more surprised. The old man who even owned the Holy Artifact couldn't even take out anything else, and he was still setting up a stall and trading in such a chaotic place. This is really too low-key.
"Old Yao, you started meddling in other people's business before your wounds healed. Do you think you are a human being?" Before the middle-aged monk could speak, Zhao Tian started to yell again.
"Hey, young people nowadays are really rude." Old Man Yao sneered and flicked the small cauldron in his hand, and a wave of condensed sound waves hit Zhao Tian.
"Balong Fist." The middle-aged monk Zhao Ming quickly swung his fist to break up the air wave, but the impact once again made Zhao Ming take a few steps back. As for Zhao Tian and others, they fell to the ground again, very embarrassed.
"What happened "
A whole team of soldiers wearing shining armor rushed over with weapons. These soldiers were all composed of monks in the heavenly realm. In addition, the murderous aura on their bodies was filled with evil spirits everywhere they passed. The monks retreated again. Some stalls that had not been closed in time were scattered all over the ground.
"Kill these three people on the spot," Zhao Tian suddenly shouted.
"It's Senior Brother Zhao." A total of thirty-two monks in the Heavenly Realm immediately formed an attack formation and were about to go forward to fight.
"So you Tianchi sect is so domineering," Old Man Yao said with a wave of his hand. The small bronze cauldron flew up in a circle and grew larger out of thin air. A bronze energy enveloped himself, Chen Feng and Jian Xiao Tiantian.
