True Lord Li Hua brought Cheng Qian to another mansion in the city.
There were many Foundation Establishment cultivators standing in the large courtyard, serving them wine or spiritual fruits from time to time.
Cheng Qian followed Li Hua Zhenjun and sat down.
There were more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators on the field.
Those who knew each other were chatting enthusiastically, and those who were not familiar with each other just nodded to each other.
Soon, a white-bearded cultivator at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage walked up to the makeshift small platform.
"Welcome all Taoist friends to the trade fair."
"It's still the same old rules. Fellow Taoists who want to exchange something will each go up on stage to display it, and we'll take turns until no one else comes up."
"The exchange item can be a spiritual crystal or a spiritual object, it all depends on what the owner of the item needs."
"The buyer will have two chances to bid."
"Exchanges and sales are all voluntary. If someone relies on their background or strength to force a sale, I will report it to the Lord of the Immortal City."
"Let me start the conversation without further ado."
The old man turned his hand over and found a jade bottle.
"This bottle contains a fourth-level spiritual object, the water from the bitter sea and the deep spring. When forging your own life magic weapon or spiritual treasure, use this to quench it and it will improve its quality."
"I need a transplantable third-level spiritual fruit tree, no limit on variety."
Cheng Qian nodded at the offer.
The water from the bitter sea spring is an auxiliary material, a fourth-level spiritual object, and can also improve the quality of one's natal magic weapon or spiritual treasure.
The value of a fourth-level spiritual object or material may be the lowest, but if we only consider the value, it is still equivalent to exchanging it for a third-level spiritual fruit tree.
However, cultivators who have third-level spiritual fruit trees are generally unwilling to take them out for exchange.
Although this thing is only at the third level, as long as it is cultivated properly, at the very least it can be a long-term source of wealth for oneself, and at the most it can support an entire family.
As expected, none of the Nascent Soul cultivators present made any offer.
He had been sitting below, watching these Yuanying Dao friends display the objects in their hands one by one.
After all, he didn't have many spiritual objects in his hands, just a few hundred thousand spiritual crystals.
Rich, but single.
Some of the monks succeeded in their transactions, while others were ignored.
The monks, having received what they needed, bowed modestly.
The monk who didn't sell anything could only smile helplessly.
The atmosphere is good.
Soon, the first round will be over.
The last one is a Kun Xiu.
Her voice was very pleasant, much more gentle than those of the girls in brothels.
"My fellow Taoists, this is a fourth-level spiritual object, the Dragon Blood Life-Sustaining Grass, which can replenish the essence of life and increase lifespan a little."
After hearing the origin, Cheng Qian was no longer sleepy.
"I need a fourth-level spiritual material with water attribute."
Cheng Qian doesn't have any water-attributed spiritual materials, but the Qiling Demon Sect does have some, but it's too late.
I feel a little regretful. I spent all my time fishing and listening to music in brothels instead of studying hard.
If I had learned how to teleport earlier and spent 100,000 spirit crystals to set up a smaller one, would I be in such a predicament now?
Cheng Qian didn't want to miss it.
Quickly calculating the value in my mind.
The price of a fourth-level spiritual item that increases longevity and replenishes energy is more than 50,000 spiritual crystals, and this is just the purchase price.
There are no products for sale on the market, and even if there are, it’s not his turn.
This was also the reason why he disrupted the previous plan and let Fang Feiyu go to the magic path.
If the Blood Soul Crystal is made, he may not have to worry about the origin in the future. The bad thing is that it is a bit time-consuming for the cultivator.
Fang Feiyu's name is definitely not a good one. Even in the evil world, he is probably notorious.
The progress there is still normal now, but whether what he grows can be used in the end depends on the harvest of this batch of blood soul crystals.
It was so hard to meet her here, he didn't want to miss it.
Transmitted the message to Kun Xiu on the stage.
"Fellow Daoist, can I have a spirit crystal?"
"Can."
"Sixty thousand spirit crystals."
This price is enough for her to buy nearly three fourth-level water-attributed spiritual objects.
"Fellow Daoist, to be honest, I am very satisfied with this price, but I'm sorry, there is a fellow Daoist who has the spiritual object that I want."
"No problem."
Cheng Qian looked a little unhappy.
Li Hua saw it and said with a smile.
"Why, it didn't work?"
He saw Cheng Qian's eyes longing for this spiritual object.
"Well, she paid a high price but didn't get it, and someone else's thing was exactly what she needed."
"Hey, that's normal. Okay, keep reading. Maybe you'll find what you need later."
Cheng Qian nodded.
He used to use spirit crystals and spirit stones to hit his face, but it failed the first time. He is a bit emo.
While he was being emo, the two people who had entered the cabin next door to exchange spiritual objects were talking about him.
The two of them opened the formation and still used voice transmission.
"How about it?"
"There are fat sheep."
"Which one?"
"A cultivator at the first level of Nascent Soul asked for 60,000 Spirit Crystals."
"Okay, I'll go put the mark on him later and wait for him to be alone."
"Try not to start a fight in the city."
"I know. I'll try my best."
The two of them even exchanged things in a formal manner.
Both of them are Nascent Soul seventh-level cultivators.
They are robbers who are on the move and commit crimes.
It's just that they are very smart.
Use spiritual objects that can prolong life and replenish essence to select targets.
The monks who need this kind of spiritual object are either old or their essence is damaged.
They could do it easily, sometimes even in the city.
audacious in the extreme.
It’s just that they have always been very cautious and no accidents have happened.
This time, Cheng Qian was the target.
Since he is not very old, does that mean that he is lacking in his origin?
What’s more, the cultivators who are only at the Nascent Soul stage are still at their mercy.
It's just like picking up spirit crystals for free.
Soon there were three more rounds, and no more monks came on stage, so the trade fair was declared over.
After it was over, everyone said goodbye and left the mansion.
Cheng Qian and Li Hua exchanged polite words and walked together.
They separated from Li Hua halfway.
After Cheng Qian returned to the cave, he habitually used a tracer method on himself.
Then his face turned ugly.
He found a subtle spiritual power mark on his body.
Someone is targeting me.
Where was he targeted?
Whenever he went out, he would use the tracer method on himself when he came back.
So this mark can only be from today.
In the house where the circle of array masters gather? Not likely, he goes there from time to time.
That could only be at the trade fair. In fact, he also knew that the most likely place was the trade fair.
But let’s start over again.
So who's at the trade fair?
A figure of Kun Xiu flashed through his mind, only her.
During the entire trade fair, he only communicated with that Kun Xiu, and it also involved spirit crystals.
As for Li Hua, the possibility should be small. If he wanted to make a move, he could have done it long ago. There was no need to wait until today.
He soon thought of a solution; he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
The only reliable thing now is the clone.
It's not realistic for the clone to come over. How can a blatant little devil come here for free?
The battlefield between good and evil!
It's possible there, but we have to find a way to lead people there.
In the mine of the Qiling Demon Sect, billions of miles away.
Fang Feiyu, who was in seclusion comprehending the Nine Evils Soul-Devouring Bottle, opened his eyes.
There was anger in his eyes. Yes, anger. He always targeted other monks with that expression.
Now the situation is reversed!
He stood up and told Leng Yuanzhou that he would be away for two days to keep an eye on the mine. Then he flew directly into the air this time without turning into a sea of blood.
Soon they arrived at the teleportation hall of the Qiling Demon Cave.
He needs to get to the battlefield between good and evil as soon as possible and make some arrangements there in advance.
Not only did he target the main body, but he also disturbed his grand plan.
It's not that the road has become narrower, it's that the road has disappeared.
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