Chapter 584                                                                                                                             

"A defensive mid-level lower artifact is much more valuable than the Yin-Yang Yi Qi Gourd. You are losing a lot this time." Qiao Ganlin couldn't help but say.

If Qin Feng continues to trade like this, he will soon become the fat sheep and sucker at this trade fair!

The ones gathered here are basically lower gods. It is good to have a low-level lower artifact. As for the middle-level lower artifact, it is hard to find.

Although the Yin-Yang Yi Gourd is rare, it is just because this kind of gourd only grows on Sun and Moon Mountain.

It is true that this Yin-Yang One-qi Gourd can be refined into a high-level lower-level artifact, but even the Sun and Moon Sect has been successful in so many years, the probability of a Yin-Yang One-qi Gourd being refined into a high-level lower-level artifact is infinitely close to zero.

That's why Qiao Ganlin said that Qin Feng suffered a great loss and exchanged a precious defensive mid-level lower artifact for a useless gourd.

Qin Feng disagreed with this: "It's just a middle-level and lower-level artifact, it's not a problem!"

Listen, is this still what people say? It’s just a mid-level artifact, it’s just a damn rich man!

Qiao Ganlin admitted that he was so sad, he was envious, and even a little jealous!

Qin Feng's wealth is really too rich. A mid-level and lower-level artifact is really not worth mentioning for Qin Feng, and it's a drop in the bucket!

There is a saying that it is said that a good fortune is hard to buy. Qin Feng’s efforts are nothing more than a middle-level and lower-level artifact that he looks down upon, but he gets the same treasure that he has never seen before. If he thinks like this, Qin Feng will make a lot of money.

Wushang and Qiao Ganlin were a little dizzy. If they thought so, it would be correct, but why did they think so strange!

Seeing Qin Feng bargaining with the lower gods enthusiastically, Wushang and Qiao Ganlin sighed helplessly, "I really don't understand the world of the rich."

"The secret magic pill of Bitao Valley alone!" A middle-aged man with a strange appearance sat cross-legged on the ground. Three mud balls were placed in front of him, with nine big characters on the side.

Many gods were very interested when they saw these nine big words. After all, the divine pills in Bitao Valley are good things that even if you have money, you can't buy.

But when they saw the three mud balls on the stall, they almost cursed. How could they say that their three mud balls were the magic pills of Bitao Valley?

"Bitao Valley? Is it very famous?" Qin Feng asked. He really didn't know the sects in the Borderless Divine Realm.

"A very strong force, the divine pill refined by Bitao Valley is very popular." Qiao Ganlin nodded.

Bitao Valley is good at refining divine pills, but the divine pills in Bitao Valley are rarely out of the way. Only forces with good relations with Bitao Valley can purchase them. As for the Shenwu Kingdom, they are not qualified.

Bitao Valley did not participate in this Grand Heaven Ceremony because they didn’t look down on it at all.

There are also Bitao Valley, a ruin of the ancient god era, so why bother to come to this muddy water?

Although under the banner of Bitao Valley's unique secret magic pill, no matter how you look at it, they are all three mud balls, and they have nothing to do with the magic pill.

This lower-level god who dares to set up a stall here is also very heartless. Even if it is fake, it must be made like a little bit. At least it has also mixed some magical medicine into the mud balls, at least it must make people feel the breath of the divine pill!

"Is this a divine pill?" Qin Feng couldn't help but squat down and asked.

"Bitao Valley's unique secret magic pill, each high-level lower-level magic weapon!" said the lower-level god.

"Damn it, you robbed. Do you dare to ask for a high-level lower-level artifact for a mud ball?" Qiao Ganlin is a family of a big family who rarely swears, but this is too outrageous. A mud ball requires a high-level lower-level artifact. This is a robbery!

No, robbery is not so cruel!

"If you want it, just this price!" This lower god has a very personality and looks like he loves to buy it or not.

Wu Shang touched his chin, and even with his eyesight, he could not tell what was special about these three mud balls.

"No, it's a mud ball, what's so special?" Wu Shang shook his head.

Qin Feng swept back and forth over the three mud balls: "I have high-level lower-level magical artifacts, but you have to tell me what's special about these three mud balls, right?"

"You are crazy. Even if you forget about the previous Yin-Yang Qi gourd, it's a bit valuable, but these three mud balls are useless." Qiao Ganlin couldn't help but persuade.

"I don't know!" The lower god shook his head.

"Brother, aren't you making fun of me? You don't know what's special about this pill when you trade it with this pill?" Qin Feng couldn't help but say.

"This is what I got from the tomb of a main god. This is what I looked like when I got these three pills. Do you think if I knew the speciality of these three pills, I would still trade with you here?" The lower god gave Qin Feng a blank look.

Qin Feng and the other two looked at each other. There seemed to be nothing wrong with this. If there were really good things, who would still trade with you?

But brother, it hurts you to be so clear!

"You dare to offer a high-level lower-level artifact?" Qiao Ganlin was amused and crying. As expected, he could encounter any weird things at the trade fair!

"Do you buy it or not? Don't block others if you don't buy it!" The lower god said impatiently.

Qin Feng looked around and found that there were no other people besides the three of them.

In other words, people like Qin Feng who have just entered the Unbounded Divine Realm who don’t know much about the Unbounded Divine Realm will be curious about everything, and others are too lazy to take a look here at all.

As long as you are not a fool, you know that this is a lie. What is the secret divine pill in Bitao Valley, what is the main god's tomb, and all are lie!

"What do you call this brother?" Qin Feng asked with a smile.

"What, I want to build a relationship. No matter how much you build a relationship, you don't want to lose one child. One pill and one high-level lower-level artifact!" This lower-level god stared at Qin Feng's tribe coldly.

"Uh..." This guy was quite keen and knew that Qin Feng wanted to save the price.

"You're crazy, you really want to buy it. These are three clay balls, worthless!" Qiao Ganlin said.

"I'm interested, I'm also curious about what's under this mud ball." Qin Feng said.

Well, Qiao Ganlin had nothing to say. This damn big dog owner didn't care about the lower artifact at all.

"I have a question. Since this is what you got from the tomb of the main god, why don't you use it yourself?" Qin Feng couldn't help asking.

"I don't know what kind of magic pill is. If I open it and there is nothing inside, wouldn't I betray it?" The lower god said naturally.

Qin Feng nodded. It seemed that he had already opened these pills before, but there was nothing, so he kept these three mud balls and didn't open them, so he left a thought.

"A low-level lower-level artifact, you will be replaced by three mud balls!" Qin Feng inserted a magic sword into the ground.

"You have deaf ears. I'm talking about a high-level lower artifact!" The lower god snorted.

"brother……"

"Who is brother to you, don't get close to me!"

"Uh... Okay, you and I will take a step back, three mullets and one high-level lower-level artifact!" Qin Feng spread his hands.

This lower god was obviously a little moved, and he was a little hesitant. If he missed this opportunity, he would wait until the next fool. It would be unimaginable that a high-level lower artifact would be an unimaginable high-level.

"Trade!" This lower god directly stuffed three mud balls into Qin Feng's hand, for fear that Qin Feng would repent.

Qiao Ganlin couldn't help but cover his eyes, "A fool, a high-level lower-level artifact was exchanged for three mud balls!"

"Is that big tomb still there?" Qin Feng took out a high-level lower-level divine sword and handed it to this lower-level god.

"What are you doing?" This lower god looked at Qin Feng's tribe vigilantly.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no malice. If you can find anything in this tomb, come and find me, I will buy it at a high price!" Qin Feng said.

The lower god nodded: "No problem!"

After exchanging names, this lower god left the trade fair!

"Zong Qing!" Qin Feng glanced at the three mud balls in his hand, then pinched them with his palms. The three mud balls were directly turned into powder, without any specialness, they were just ordinary mud balls.

"I'll just say, you've been fooled. This is Niwanzi. I'll ask someone to catch this liar back immediately. As long as he's in the imperial capital, he can't escape!" Qiao Ganlin was furious. You don't care that this high-level and lower-level magic weapon can be given to him, why bother people to cheat him?

Qin Feng shook his head: "Forget it, fair trade, you love me!"

"Fool! There are such fools in the world!" Zong Qing hummed a small song, and three mullets tricked him into a high-level lower-level artifact.

This is a high-level lower-level artifact. Even some middle-level gods may not be able to own a high-level lower-level artifact. When he finds a good buyer, he will definitely be able to sell a high-level artifact. For a long time in the future, he will not need to worry about cultivation resources.

"Grandma, I'm back. Today I did a big business and made a lot of money!" Zong Qing happily pushed open the door.

A strong smell of blood came from the dim room, and Zong Qing's face changed drastically: "Grandma, what's wrong with you? Grandma, don't scare me!"

An old woman with gray hair on the bed was so angry that she was still covered in blood at the corner of her mouth!

"The poison in her body is very deep. It has been dragged too long and penetrated into the internal organs. There is not much time left!"

"Who!" Zong Qing's pupils shrank.

"The person who saved your grandma!" Zhao Chao walked in and put it on the old woman's pulse.

"Wow, it's amazing, the seven insects and seven flowers poison, the thousand-year-old immortal poison... It's amazing, thousands of strange poisons in my body can survive until now!" Zhao Chao licked his lips.

"Who are you?" Zong Qing looked at Zhao Chao in shock. Who is this person and why did he know so much about the poison in his grandmother's body.

"Boy, don't do such tricks in the future. It's a blessing that you met our elder Qin, otherwise you wouldn't even know how you died." Zhao Chao glanced at Zong Qing.

"Who are you?"
Chapter completed!