"This is a good suggestion, Fellow Daoist Wang. If you are interested, come with me. I have brought a lot of good things this time. It depends on whether you have any treasures that will tempt me, haha!" A big man with a swollen beard laughed. road.
After saying this, he turned around and walked towards a magnificent palace, disappeared through the gate and disappeared.
The other people's eyes flickered slightly and they also walked in.
"Fellow Daoist Lai, go ahead. Each of these guys is quite wealthy, and they might come up with good things to trade." Wang Quan reminded Han Feng, speaking secretly.
After saying this, he left here and went to another place to greet other monks.
Han Feng thought for a while and then walked into Longhua Hall.
The hall of Longhua Palace is as big as a square, twenty or thirty feet wide, surrounded by huge pillars. The pillars are carved with giant dragons of different shapes, lifelike and extraordinary.
Under the pillars, dozens of golden wooden chairs were arranged neatly, shining slightly with a faint brilliance.
The monks had already taken their seats there, sitting upright. From time to time, they took out pieces of spiritual materials and magic weapons to exchange with others, but there was no sound. They all communicated and bargained through soul power.
Han Feng glanced at the things they took out, showing no interest. He sat on a chair next to him and closed his eyes to rest.
Not long after, a square-faced male cultivator who was calm and powerful suddenly came over, sat down next to him, and said calmly: "I'm in Hanyuan below, what do you call me?"
Han Feng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was like a torch, shining on the other person's face, his face was calm, and he responded casually: "Ge Liang."
"It turns out to be Brother Ge. I don't speak secretly. I see that you, fellow Taoist, are not interested in those people's transactions at all. I don't know what you want. Maybe I can help." Fang Hanyuan didn't mince words and got straight to the point.
"Spiritual soil, do you have it?" Han Feng pondered for a while and then directly stated his needs.
Fang Hanyuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother, you are extraordinary when you speak, and your request is very big. Spiritual soil is something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought. I really don't have this thing in my hand, but I have a piece of news for you. There will probably be spiritual soil there, but whether you can get it or not is another matter."
"How can I know whether what you said is true? If there is a mistake and I get into trouble, will I have to pay for it? Or even be irrecoverable?" Han Feng said bluntly.
Fang Hanyuan was calm and said slowly: "Don't worry, I will go there with you, not only me, but also several other colleagues."
"Oh, who are there?" Han Feng's eyes flashed and he asked via voice transmission.
Fang Hanyuan smiled softly and said calmly: "You haven't promised me yet, so it's not appropriate for you to know their names yet. In short, there must be spiritual soil in that place."
"Forget it, I'm not interested, just go ahead!" Han Feng closed his eyes and ignored him.
Although he needed spiritual soil, he was not in an urgent need. It was impossible for him to casually agree to an adventure just because Fang Hanyuan said something that he didn't know was true or false.
"Don't refuse outright. Let me think about it for a while. I will answer your question after the trade fair is over." A flash of anger flashed in Fang Hanyuan's eyes, but he still suppressed his emotions and said slowly.
"Okay, I'll wait for the good news!" Han Feng said calmly.
Fang Hanyuan felt helpless in the face of Han Feng's reluctance, so he had to retreat first, return to the group of people, and continue to conduct private transactions with them.
At this moment, people came in one after another from outside. They were all kinds of people. Everyone's cultivation level was very strong, and their apparent realm had at least reached the early stage of pill formation.
The joining of these people did not interrupt the private transactions of the original group. Instead, they came together to increase the scope of the transactions.
However, none of them took out the real treasures and seemed to have some reservations. They were obviously thinking of exchanging them for the subsequent official transaction.
More than half an hour later, nearly a hundred people came here, all of whom were alchemy monks. Among them, there were twelve people who had reached the perfect level of alchemy. As for whether there is a psychic master here, no one knows except the Muyang Chamber of Commerce.
Everyone gradually stopped private transactions and silently waited for the personnel from the Muyang Chamber of Commerce to appear.
In fact, the real good things are all in the hands of the Muyang Chamber of Commerce, and they came to this trade fair precisely for the Muyang Chamber of Commerce.
When another quarter of an hour passed, a dozen more people walked in, three of whom were members of the Muyang Chamber of Commerce, and Wang Quan was one of them.
The people from the Muyang Chamber of Commerce walked to the middle of the hall, and a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard bowed his hands to everyone present, and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you for coming to support us. Today our Muyang Chamber of Commerce has brought There are a lot of good things, the first one is Baijincao, which is thousands of years old and is a spiritual material at the half-step psychic level. It needs to be exchanged for a monkey-faced flower. I wonder if any of you fellow Taoists would like to exchange it?"
The man's eyes were like lightning, and he glanced around. He suddenly took out a long and shiny wooden box from the storage ring, opened it for everyone to observe, and suddenly bursts of golden light filled the air, which was extremely dazzling.
Everyone present was a master, so naturally they would not be hindered by this golden light. They cast spells one after another and looked closely, and saw a golden grass placed in the wooden box. It had well-developed roots and accounted for three thirds of the entire body. One, although it only has five leaves, it is golden and full of spiritual power.
Many people present were stunned, but there was no monkey face flower in the bag and it could not be exchanged. A monk asked: "Fellow Daoist Hong, can I exchange it for other spiritual materials?"
The man from the Muyang Chamber of Commerce shook his head and said seriously: "No, the owner of this golden grass specifically asked that it cannot be exchanged for other things, and spiritual stones will not be accepted for purchase."
Everyone couldn't help but suffocate when they heard this. Many people shook their heads and gave up the idea of exchanging. After all, the monkey-faced flower is also a rare treasure and is difficult to own.
At this moment, a monk dressed as a girl in the late stage of elixir formation hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "In that case, I wonder if I can redeem this monkey-faced flower?"
As she spoke, she took out a flashing red flower from the storage ring. It was about the size of a foot and shaped like a sunflower, but at the stamen there was a monkey face with complete facial features. It made sharp roars from time to time, which was strange. extraordinary.
"Yes, the monkey face flower owned by Fellow Daoist Lan is nearly a thousand years old. The monkey face has been fully formed. I think the owner of the golden grass will be very satisfied." The monk surnamed Hong from the Muyang Chamber of Commerce looked at the monkey face flower for a while. , nodded slowly.
Then, he exchanged the items in his hands with the female nun, and both parties showed satisfied smiles.
