Qeng Ho Mage

Chapter 228 Snow Soul Liquid

The trade fair was held in an attic on a spiritual peak in the north of the gorge.

Accompanied by Gong Yaodong, Fang Dushu arrived at the meeting place. At this time, the crowd was already surging, and monks from various factions gathered together, which was very lively.

The venue is located on the second floor of the attic, which is a luxuriously decorated hall.

The hall wall is made of exquisite white jade, inlaid with fist-sized multicolored orbs, and the top of the wall is also hung with a special lighting lamp, which shines brightly, making the hall magnificent and extravagant.

Fang Dushu looked around and found that the hall occupied a large area. There were hundreds of monk seats, which only occupied half of the hall, and the other half was opened up as a booth.

After the trade fair officially starts, the monks present will go on stage to display their treasures one by one.

This is not an auction, but a free trade fair unique to monks.

The organizers of the trade fair are disciples of the Sichuan school, and the invitations they distributed are mainly aimed at the foundation-building monks who have settled in the Lishan Dharma Association, including not only sect monks, but also monks from aristocratic families who pay tribute, and even fellow cultivators.

When the cultivation level has reached the stage of foundation building, the comrades can basically collect a batch of expensive spiritual treasures, but there is no restriction on the trading venue. When everyone displays the treasures, they don’t have to worry about being stolen or robbed. The organization Fang Chuan School will ensure that Everyone's transactions are safe.

After Fang Dushu and Gong Yaodong entered the arena, they sat in the middle row in the order of first come, first come.

After waiting for about an incense stick, all the more than one hundred chairs in the hall were filled, and the trade fair officially started.

Standing around the chairs were a few disciples of the Sichuan school who maintained order. One of them walked out and said to the participating monks: "Fellow daoists, the number of people has arrived. You can trade treasures on the stage one by one according to the number of the seats. There is only one rule here. , Do not buy or sell by force! Any of the treasures you display, all negotiate the price on your own, if you want to sell it, you sell it, if you don’t want to sell it, you keep it, this faction will not interfere in any way!"

After the opening remarks.

The monk numbered one in the front row was the first to board the booth.

This is an old man in a black robe. He took out a talisman full of lightning, first showed it to his colleagues, and then said: "I have a middle-level and low-level lightning strike talisman, how powerful is it? Fellow Taoists, judge for yourself! I plan to use this talisman to exchange for [-] oracle bone inscriptions of ice attribute, if any fellow daoists are willing to trade, please speak up!"

After he finished speaking, the comrades began to discuss.

"The power of the mid-level lightning strike talisman is not bad. It is better than the top-grade magic weapon, but it can only be used once, and the value is a bit low. If you exchange [-] oracle bone inscriptions, your appetite is a bit big!"

"I only have ten oracle bone inscriptions of the ice type on me, can you change them?"

"Apart from oracle bone inscriptions, do you want other treasures? Can you buy them with spirit stones?"

The old man in black robe patiently answered the questions from his colleagues: "I only change oracle bone inscriptions! If you don't have [-] Ice Attributes, ten Ice Attributes are fine, but I have to supply [-] other attribute authentic texts ! Apart from this, I don’t want other treasures!”

All the monks attending the meeting today were not masked, most of them were disciples of various sects, and many of them were even acquaintances, so the transaction was very happy.

After a while, this intermediate and elementary lightning strike talisman was traded for 27 oracle bone inscriptions.

Afterwards, the nun number two stepped onto the booth.

This female cultivator was wearing a Taoist robe of the Feixia sect. She took out a brocade box, opened the lid, and showed everyone a light silver elixir inside.

"Fellow daoists, this is a Condensing Yuan Pill, which can improve mana in the foundation-building period. I want to exchange for a five-element wind escape talisman. The quality cannot be lower than the junior intermediate level. If you don't have a talisman, I don't accept Lingshi and other treasures. , I would rather keep it for myself.”

She spoke clearly.

Any panacea that can be cultivated diligently, no matter when it is, is a hot commodity. Anyway, as long as it is traded, it can basically be sold quickly.

The Ningyuan Pill of this Feixia Sect disciple is no exception.

As soon as her voice fell, the two monks stood up at the same time, stretched their arms together, and shouted at her: "I have a primary intermediate wind escape talisman, I will exchange it with you!"

She looked around, the person on the left was wearing miscellaneous clothes, as if he was born as a casual cultivator, and the person on the right was wearing the Taoist robe of Star Sea Valley of Great Liang.

Without thinking, she said, "That fellow Taoist from Xinghai Valley, come up, and I'll exchange it for you!"

Disciple of Xinghai Valley trotted onto the stage, and it was necessary to thank him, Fellow Daoist Feixia sent him to save face.

That casual cultivator fell back to his seat depressed, wondering if casual cultivators are so annoying?He actually had two Wind Escape Talismans on him. He originally planned to increase the price to buy the Condensing Yuan Pill, but he thought that this was the territory of the sect, and he was easy to get beaten if he was competitive, so he became a coward.

Today is the first day of the Lishan Dharma Conference. This Dharma Conference will last for a month. During this period, auctions and trade fairs will emerge one after another. If you can’t buy it today, you will have a chance tomorrow. There is no need to get angry with the disciples of the sect.

Seeing this scene, Fang Dushu felt that this kind of transaction would be very interesting.

It's just that the treasures displayed by the comrades are a bit ordinary.

He continued to observe more than a dozen monks on stage, and none of the treasures moved him.

Gong Yaodong is also the owner of no shortage of treasures. Tonight, he will accompany Fang Dushu to watch the fun. He will introduce the situation to Fang Dushu in private when every fellow comes on stage.

Soon, it was the monk number seventeen's turn to take the stage.

This is a beautiful female cultivator in an exquisite snow suit. Her appearance is quite outstanding, and she has attracted a lot of attention.

Gong Yaodong sent a voice transmission to Fang Dushu: "She is a cultivator of Dayong, from Xueyingmen, she seems to be called He Lanqian, and her aunt is He Lanjingru, Snow Master of Golden Core Stage."

Fang Dushu immediately asked: "Has Master He Lanxue come to the Lishan Dharma Conference? I haven't heard of it."

Gong Yaodong said: "Master He Lanxue didn't come, He Lanqian was stationed in Lishan with another Xueshi, Junior Brother Fang, do you recognize He Lanqian?"

Fang Dushu nodded: "I've seen it a few times, but I haven't talked much."

Back then when he went to the snowfield to encircle and suppress the birds' nests, He Lanxueshi from Xueyingmen was one of the leaders. He Lanqian followed Helanxueshi on the expedition. He met each other on the way, but did not talk to each other.

The treasure displayed by He Lanqian was a porcelain bottle, and she shouted: "This is the Xue Soul Essence Liquid specially made by Xueyingmen. After drinking this bottle, it can restore half of the mana instantly, and the effect of the medicine is very strong."

She originally wanted to say that the medicine was more effective than the Qiongyu Shenshui from Shenshuimen, but when she suddenly saw a few disciples from Shenshuimen sitting under the stage, she swallowed the words of comparison back to her stomach.

She continued: "I don't want to exchange treasures or spirit stones for this bottle of Xue Soul Spiritual Liquid. I only exchange it for tributes, and the price is a penny. If any fellow Taoist has enough tributes, I will also have enough spiritual liquid!"

"Consistent? Why don't you go grab it?"

The monks in the audience immediately exploded. They thought He Lanqian was beautiful, but now they began to label her as greedy.

She said lightly: "The war is approaching, and all the ovens of the Hexi Three Kingdoms have been sealed. The tributes are useless, and their value has plummeted. My price has always been very reasonable!"

That being said, it is true.

However, there was no bidding at the scene.

After a while, a bearded monk in the front row of Fang Dushu raised his arm: "I want this bottle of divine water, how many bottles do you have, take them all out!"

He Lanqian was about to reply, but Fang Dushu also raised his hand and said to her, "If you have more, I want a bottle too."

He Lanqian looked intently at Fang Dushu's face, and was overjoyed: "Junior Brother Fang? Didn't you disappear? When did you come back?"

She walked down the stage, got closer to Fang Dushu, and said, "Are you short of Xue Po liquid? Then I won't sell it, I will leave it all to you."

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