Suddenly seeing Chiyo Zhenyi stop, not knowing who he was communicating with, everyone present could not help but be astonished.
Just when everyone was puzzled, suddenly, a dull roar of "Boom!~~" was once again transmitted to the cave. The roar resounded, the forbidden fluorescent light in the cave flickered, and the earth trembled.
"Hey, which fellow Taoist is here? His attack is even stronger than the one I used to knock down the door." Qiandai Zhenyi had just finished transmitting the message when a loud roar sounded outside the cave, making him sigh.
Make a sound.
Suddenly hearing the roar, everyone in the cave did not scream in surprise as before.
There is a Mahayana person here, and everyone feels very calm. Even if the person coming is a Mahayana person, there will be no danger to everyone.
"It's okay, you guys go and see which fellow Taoist is here. Hahaha, I think that fellow Taoist is here to collect materials, but this time I let him down. I got there first."
Seeing the solemn expressions on the faces of the man and woman who had previously welcomed him into the cave, Chiyo Zhenyi chuckled, waved his hands and spoke calmly.
When he finished speaking, the smile on his face couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The two of them did not dare to neglect, bowed and quickly headed out of the cave.
At this moment, the three major business alliance monks felt unspeakably aggrieved. They never thought that this exchange meeting would bring so many disasters. The terrifying Mahayana monks came again and again.
Although they were very unhappy in their hearts, no one dared to show any signs of it.
Chiyo Zhenyi has not yet completed the negotiation with Qin Fengming, so he will not leave. However, he does not look at Qin Fengming, but looks towards the entrance of the cave.
Although he is a Mahayana being, he has not really relaxed.
Mahayana does not mean that it is a stable existence. There are also intrigues among Mahayana people, and there are many things that plot against each other. They fight against each other no less than monks in other realms.
It's just that the battles between Mahayana usually take place in wild places and rarely in places where people gather.
The reason why we often fight in inaccessible places is because there are some heavenly materials and earthly treasures used by Mahayana beings in those wild places.
If Mahayana people who are not from the same realm meet in a wild land, the possibility of fighting with each other will naturally be extremely high.
It is extremely possible to summon Mahayana from the same realm to surround and kill the opponent.
It is extremely taboo to snatch the treasures of heaven and earth from other people's realms. Whenever you encounter one, it will be an earth-shattering fight.
Not long after, the two monks who left accompanied a middle-aged monk with a gloomy face into the cave.
This man was middle-aged, and his whole body was filled with a vague aura of monsters. His face looked very hazy in the mist, but as he approached the cave, his face gradually became clear.
There is nothing unusual about this middle-aged man's appearance, he looks very ordinary, but his eyes are bright and sweeping, and a powerful aura emerges in his eyes that makes people dare not look directly.
Mahayana, this middle-aged monk is also a Mahayana, and he is also a demon race Mahayana being.
"Haha, Taoist fellows are here to collect materials. However, there may be no materials that fellow Taoists need here." Looking at the visitor, Chiyo Zhenyi said with an indifferent expression, and said with a smile.
He didn't call the other person by his last name, so naturally he didn't know who the other person was.
The spirit world is extremely vast. It is said to have hundreds of realms, but in fact it is more than the number of hundred realms. Although there are many realms where no monks exist, there are also many realms where monks exist.
It can be said that in every domain, there will be a Mahayana presence. Even if there is no Mahayana, it will inevitably be merged into the realm with Mahayana and be governed by it.
In such a large area of spiritual world, many of them are unfamiliar to even the Mahayana.
"Humph, you are fellow Taoist Qiandai from the Donglai realm. I didn't expect that fellow Taoist arrived at this exchange meeting earlier than Feng." As soon as the middle-aged monk entered the cave hall, his eyes immediately locked on the person standing in the cave.
Chiyo Zhenyi in the middle, his eyes flashed slightly, he snorted softly, and his tone was equally calm.
What surprised Chiyo Zhenyoshi was that this fellow man could actually recognize him at a glance.
"It seems like you and I are meeting for the first time. It's a bit surprising that fellow Taoist can recognize me. Well, fellow daoist calls himself Feng, and he is a demon cultivator. Could it be that fellow daoist is Feng Ying from Wanze Realm?
Fellow Feng Daoist?" Chiyo Zhenyi's eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed slightly. Suddenly his face changed and he hurriedly said a name.
"What fellow Taoist said is true, it is Feng." The middle-aged monk's eyes were a little cold. He glanced at the young man in front of him, and a faint aura of pressure was released.
Although this aura was weak, Chiyo Zhenyi, who was originally very calm, suddenly changed his expression, and a ball of green mist suddenly enveloped his body.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, this is the Lingxiang Realm. Could it be that Fellow Daoist wants to take action here?" Qiandai Zhenyi's figure was wrapped in the protective spiritual light, and his expression suddenly became solemn.
As a Mahayana being, he is certainly aware of some extremely powerful beings in the spiritual world at this time. Although he has never seen their true appearance, their names have long been known to all Mahayana people.
This Feng Ying Demon Lord is a demon cultivator in the Wanze Realm. His strength is indescribable, and his understanding of the law of wind has reached an extremely deep level. In terms of strength in the entire spiritual world, this Feng Ying is
The Demon Lord is enough to be ranked in the top fifty.
Although the number of the top fifty seems to be large, you must know that those who can enter the top fifty are all beings who have some strength to ascend to the upper world.
Although the probability is not necessarily high, it is obviously much stronger than the unranked Mahayana.
Although Chiyo Zhenyi also considers himself to be extraordinary, he still does not have the courage to challenge the Mahayana who are ranked in the top fifty.
Suddenly knowing that the middle-aged Mahayana in front of him was Feng Ying Yao Zun, Chiyo Zhenyi felt uneasy in his heart.
"Of course I don't know how to do it, but Feng exchanged a few pieces of materials for fellow Taoist, I guess fellow daoist Chiyo wouldn't refuse, right?" Demon Lord Feng Ying looked at Chiyo Zhenyi, his expression did not change at all, and his tone remained calm.
, but anyone can hear the words, which actually contain some threats.
Everyone present was not ignorant, and when they heard the two men's exchanges, they all felt frightened in their hearts.
Naturally, everyone did not know anything about the affairs between Mahayana beings, but they were all quick-thinking people. Of course, they could tell that this Mahayana being who had just arrived should be very famous in the spiritual world. Even Chiyo Zhenyi seemed to be afraid of the other two.
point.
"Okay, I, Chiyo Zhenyi, will give you ten pieces of materials in exchange for fellow Taoist, but you need to hand over 200,000 top-quality spiritual stones." Without much hesitation, Chiyo Zhenyi nodded and agreed to what the middle-aged man said.
The opponent's strength is unpredictable, so Chiyo Zhenyi naturally does not want to have a real conflict with him.
What he said just now must have made this demon clan Mahayana feel unhappy. The offer of exchange at this time was just to relieve the resentment just now.
However, Chiyo Zhenyi did not want to bow too low, so he stated the exchange conditions.
Twenty thousand top-quality spiritual stones, exchanged for a precious material, can only be said to be neither high nor low.
However, as time slowly passes, the prices of those items will increase rapidly. In a few hundred years, even 100,000 top-quality spiritual stones will not be exchanged for even one piece.
"Okay!" The middle-aged monk agreed immediately without hesitation.
