In a simple palace.
Li Yun walked to the door, stopped for a moment, then let out a light breath and walked slowly in.
What I saw was a circular conference hall with an empty space in the middle and eighteen chairs placed around it, most of which were empty.
As soon as he entered, several pairs of eyes stared at him.
Although these eyes did not carry any special momentum or pressure, Li Yun felt that he could not move at this moment, as if he was trapped in a swamp, or like drowning at the bottom of the sea while being entangled by countless water plants.
These powerful people are like a flood or a beast to me at a glance, making me feel palpitations involuntarily.
Li Yun circulated the Emperor's Scripture, his eyes glowed, his mind calmed down, and a sense of dominance and heroism belonging to an emperor arose spontaneously.
At this moment, he is no longer a small minion in the realm of refining emptiness, but an emperor who looks down on all directions and regards himself as the only one.
Li Yun looked into everyone's eyes without any fear, and then walked straight to an empty seat and sat down!
Everyone turned their gazes away at this point, waiting for the trade fair to begin.
Afterwards, two more people came in. One was the big man who had chatted with Li Yun before. The one who came in with him was a bald man, who should be a Buddhist practitioner.
At this moment, there were eight people in the room including him.
A young man with a sword on his back and messy hair took a sip from the gourd from time to time. Except for taking a look when Li Yun came in, he never opened his eyes.
A woman in red, wearing revealing clothes, glanced at him from time to time and seemed to have some sexual interest in him.
Li Yun didn't look at her much. After all, she was an old monster who knew how many thousands of years old she was. It was impossible for him to let her, an old cow, eat young grass!
An old Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes, but the clothes were very tattered, like a beggar, and looked a little wretched.
A burly man with a nose ring. Li Yun sensed a demonic aura and thought he was probably not a human.
The last person was a withered old man. To Li Yun, he felt like a stone, a stone that was about to die of old age. It was a bit strange.
clang...
The burly man stood up and looked around.
"It looks like there are only a few of us at this trade fair, so let me start!"
Then he waved his sleeves, and a shadow floated in the air.
It is the phantom of a silver-white ship.
"The Silver Cloud Ship has three levels of restrictions. It can cross the void and cross the sea. With the second level of restrictions activated, its speed is comparable to that of a God Realm. With the third level of restrictions activated, it can withstand a full-strength attack from a God Realm and exchange it for a drop of God Realm's true dragon blood!"
Li Yun found that although his eyes were moving around among everyone, his focus was on the woman.
No one responded to him, only the woman giggled.
"Old Bull, this Silver Cloud ship is good, but the resources it requires are not cheap, and who dares to cross the sea without reaching the Divine Lord Realm? This thing is a bit useless, it is not enough to exchange for the essence and blood of a True Dragon at the Divine Lord Realm, but the essence and blood of a True Dragon at the Divine King Realm is about the same."
The burly man looked unhappy, but it was obvious that the essence and blood of the God King Realm was not enough for him to exchange.
"I don't have the essence and blood of a true dragon at the level of a God-honored Realm, but is the essence and blood of a Bi'an at the level of a God-honored Realm okay?" the withered old man suddenly said.
The burly man hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
Although he was not satisfied, Bi'an was still a little bit inferior to a real dragon, but he was still a little short of breaking through the realm of God, and his bloodline restricted him a little.
Of course, the most suitable person for him would be someone with Qilin bloodline, but the Qilin clan has not appeared in the world for millions of years.
The Bi'an at the Divine Lord level is barely enough, the most important thing is that this Silver Cloud ship is really useless.
It's really powerful when it's at full firepower, but he really can't afford it!
The deal was completed and the two signed the contract on the spot.
At that time, a courier will naturally come to your door to pick up the goods and then deliver them to your door.
Then the bald monk stood up.
He did not take out anything, but said: "I need a Tianxin Pill. If any Taoist friend has it, please make a request!"
No one answered, but the woman laughed.
"Haha, Baldy, your old man is dying?"
The monk looked unhappy, but he didn't say much.
This woman has a strong backing and acts recklessly. Although we are in a different star field, I have heard of her reputation. She is quite unreasonable and it is better to ignore her if possible.
Besides, he didn't hold out much hope in the first place. Tianxin Pill was extremely rare, and even the strongest alchemist in their Buddha Realm found it difficult to refine it.
That's why he thought of trying his luck here.
Next one, and the next one, some transactions were successful, and some transactions failed.
Li Yun was digesting everything silently.
The trip was worthwhile!
Gained a lot of knowledge.
When it was Li Yun's turn, he did not stand up but shook his head, indicating that he had nothing to trade.
The last one is the young man with a sword on his back.
He took a big gulp of the wine and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.
"I need a method to bring the dead back to life. If anyone has it, I can agree to one condition. Any condition, even if it means I die or destroy a star region!"
Everyone was silent.
Is there any way to bring the dead back to life in this world?
What's more, the person he was looking for had already died and had no chance of reincarnation, so how could he be brought back to life?
This person comes to every trading meeting, but no one can succeed in the transaction.
Even the founders behind the trade fair had no other choice.
"My friend Sword Dao, this person is gone, why bother coming here?" said the monk.
The man with the sword on his back said nothing and disappeared.
The trade fair here has ended and everyone is leaving one by one.
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