"Oh? What's the matter?"
Hearing this, Gu Xiangrong asked curiously.
Xu Yunfeng glanced at Lu Li meaningfully, then chuckled and said, "It's still a matter in the Southern Ming Realm. Senior Brother should have heard of Fu Hongshan, the son of the leader of the Jinghong Sword Sect, right?"
"I've heard that he is also a rare genius. It is said that his attainments in swordsmanship are quite good, and his cultivation is not slow. He is already at the peak of becoming a god at the age of two thousand. It's just that his luck seems to have been used up. He has failed several times in a row. Not all three talents were collected...Why, does this matter have anything to do with him?" Gu Xiangrong asked in surprise.
"Exactly, he is dead."
"Dead? Without the Sword Palace, isn't the Jinghong Sword Sect equivalent to the overlord of Nanming? How dare anyone dare to touch Fu Qingchuan's son?" Gu Xiangrong said in surprise.
"Hehe, others may not dare. But, senior brother, have you forgotten the 'Shadow Tower'? After the Jinghong Sword Sect merged, it was rumored that the people from the Shadow Tower would definitely die without mercy if they dared to appear in the Nanming Realm. Corpse." Xu Yunfeng reminded.
"Hiss! You mean, the Shadow Tower openly opposed the Jinghong Sword Sect and killed Fu Qingchuan's son?"
"Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, judging from the reaction of the Jinghong Sword Sect later, this is indeed the case. Fellow Daoist Lu, there are rumors in the world that Tang Fei of the Shadow Tower is your disciple...?" Xu Yunfeng said, suddenly looking towards Lu Li asked.
Lu Li came back to his senses and smiled: "It's about to begin."
What?
The two looked at Lu Li suspiciously.
Lu Li pointed in the direction of the high platform: "The exchange meeting is about to begin."
Gu Xiangrong and Gu Xiangrong were speechless. However, seeing that Lu Li didn't want to explain, they had the sense not to dwell on the issue anymore and looked towards the high platform.
At this time, there were more than fifty people in the cave hall. I really don’t know which corner these powerful warriors usually hide in to practice secretly, but now so many of them have appeared.
And obviously, this is far from the whole world.
This was because the people from all the sects had obviously not arrived yet. At least, many of the powerful fusion experts that Lu Li knew had not arrived yet.
Even Lu Huishu didn't come over.
And under the gaze of everyone, Master Faxin from the Mingguang Pagoda had also stood up. He glanced around the crowd with a calm expression, then raised his hands and bowed slightly: "Dear donors, please be polite. I am honored to meet you, the old monk."
Seeing this situation, everyone did not dare to be disrespectful and returned the salute with fists in their hands: "Master, you are polite!"
This person is truly the pinnacle of integration, and it is not as simple as just entering the peak. He is definitely the highest cultivation among them. What's more, Mingguang Pagoda guards the north all year round, which can be regarded as a great contribution to the human race.
Fa Xin nodded gently, smiled, and said gently and calmly: "There seem to be many new donors here, so the old monk took a moment to briefly explain the rules of the exchange meeting.
Of course, these rules were not set by the old monk, but were jointly proposed by everyone.
All this is for the stable development of the human race, and for the long-term inheritance of the exchange meeting, so I hope all donors can abide by it and don't try to destroy..."
After hearing this, everyone nodded to express their understanding.
Seeing this, Faxin continued to talk about the rules of the exchange meeting.
There are not many rules, but the most important one is that no fighting is allowed here. Otherwise, you will be put on the Wanxian Island blacklist and hunted until death.
Then there are the rules of the swap meet. Here, anyone can go up on stage to sell their treasures, and those below can bid as they please without any restrictions.
As long as both parties are satisfied, the transaction can be direct.
There is no mention of charging a handling fee, and this Dharma letter is here just to serve as a witness and to maintain order at the scene.
After saying the rules, Fa Xin waved his hand and scattered small black wooden signs, which were suspended in front of everyone. Everyone had one, and no one was left behind.
When Lu Li looked at it next, he found that the wooden sign was just an ordinary wooden sign, with nothing special about it, and only the word 'forty' was engraved on it.
This is a serial number plate. It has no other purpose. It is just to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by several people trying to get on stage at the same time.
Lu Li's serial number is relatively low. Whether he can use it or not is another matter.
"Invite, fellow Taoist No. 1, please come on stage."
Seeing that everyone had received the serial number cards, Faxin didn't waste any time and shouted directly.
After the words fell, among the people sitting cross-legged on the right side of Fa Xin, an old man in gray slowly stood up, walked onto the high platform, and bowed slightly to Fa Xin.
Then he spread his hands and took out a dark black brocade box and held it in his hand.
When everyone saw this, they immediately cast curious glances at the brocade box.
Anyone who has the confidence to take the stage will definitely use something that is not too ordinary. Everyone is curious about what kind of treasure is contained in the brocade box.
And under everyone's gaze, the old man in gray put a little force on his wrist, and the lid of the brocade box automatically flipped open. The old man put his other hand into the brocade box, grabbed a centipede from inside, and held it in his hand.
The centipede is four to five inches long, and its body is inky black with some green star spots. It does not look like an ordinary centipede.
The strange centipede was pinched by the old man's two fingers and kept struggling. It seemed to want to attack the old man, but its strength was far different. Even if it bit it, it could not hurt the old man at all.
"Fellow Taoist, you don't want to sell monster cubs here, do you?" Seeing this situation, the people in the audience couldn't help but said in a weird tone.
"Yeah, this centipede doesn't seem to have anything special except for some spots. Could it be that it's still a treasure?" Another person also followed suit.
However, some people were already frowning secretly, showing a look of surprise and uncertainty.
"You two fellow Taoists, don't be anxious. Please listen to me slowly."
The old man in gray robe was not angry when he saw this. He smiled softly and said: "This centipede is not an ordinary monster, let alone an ordinary poisonous insect. This centipede is called Qingxuan Centipede, and it is naturally close to Qingxuan wood."
"Many Taoist friends must know that things like Qingxuan Wood can produce the Dao Yun of wood after growing for thousands of years. That is the dream of wood cultivators."
"And with this centipede in hand, if there is a place with Qingxuan wood in the future, it will definitely not be able to escape its perception. This is much more reliable than running around by yourself..."
It turned out to be a treasure hunting spirit insect!
After hearing this, everyone realized that this centipede was not as simple as they thought. Some people's eyes suddenly lit up and their hearts became hot.
However, there are also some people who are hesitant because they are not sure whether this centipede is really as powerful as they say.
"Fellow Taoist, please make a price!"
At this moment, an old man wearing a dark green robe and a cold face took the lead in asking for a price. It seemed that he had some thoughts about the Qingxuan Centipede.
