"Fellow Daoist Chen, wait, the little girl will come here." Tao Xiang agreed, got up and walked out.

"I collected the refining materials for the small shift talisman so quickly. It's good. Just give me the things directly. The small shift talisman is an immortal talisman. There is a high probability that the level of your talisman is failure." Huo Lingzi's voice sounded.

Chen Luo had no self-esteem and arrogance and had to draw the talisman himself. It would be better for Huo Lingzi to ask for his own life, so he nodded immediately.

Taoxiang quickly sent the materials over, two cave grasses, three soul-condensing stones, wind thirsty vines and hundreds of wheel flowers were not too precious, but there were quite a lot of them.

Looking at a few pieces of spiritual materials in Shen Luo, the Cave Grass is a silver-gray grass, only half a foot tall, and it doesn't look conspicuous at all; the Soul Condensing Stone is a turquoise crystal that looks very similar to the wood-attribute crystal, but exudes a scent of coldness.

"The two cave grasses can almost refine three small moving talismans, but there are three soul-condensing stones, but unfortunately they are not big, so they can only try the secret technique of soul conversion of the weapon twice..." Huo Lingzi judged.

Chen Luo nodded slightly when he heard this, and these were enough for the time being.

He paid Qingxianyu, quickly got up and left, and continued to go to other shops.

In the next two days, Chen Luo went to the spiritual material shops in the city one by one according to Zhou Ming's recommendation. Unfortunately, except for the first day, he had few gains.

Chen Luo was a little disappointed, but on this day, a message came from Zhou Ming that excited him. A clue of the Nine Heavens Golden Essence appeared in the city.

In a secret building northwest of Tianji City, it sank into a middle-aged man with yellow face, slowly walking forward in a dark passage. The passage was not long. After walking for a while, a faint white light flashed at the end.

He soon reached his head and a closed stone door appeared here.

A man in gray stood next to the stone gate. Seeing the sinking came over, he bowed and took out a token and made a white light and fell on the door.

White light flashed across the door, and there were hidden runes flashing, and then slowly opened, and a large stone chamber appeared in front of it.

There is a large circular table in the middle of the stone chamber, with more than a dozen large Taishi chairs sparsely placed around it. Seven or eight monks have already sat here, both men and women.

Except for the two female monks, the male squad in the hall was snuggling up to one or two young girls.

These women have poor cultivation levels. They are all low-level monks in the Soul Condensation Stage or even the Fasting Stage, but their appearance is excellent. The thin clothes are close to their delicate bodies, showing their gracefulness.

The sunken eyes swept across the cultivators in the hall. Almost all the monks present were true immortals. I don’t know if they were the secluded masters in the vast sand sea or the masters from other places.

A man in Confucian robe with a gloomy face sat on the main seat, and his cultivation reached the middle stage of the True Immortality, and he seemed to be the person in charge here.

"This is fellow Taoist Chen, please sit down." The man in the Confucian shirt stood up and squeezed out a smile, but his face was gloomy and his smile was really ugly.

Chen Luo nodded and sat down on a big chair.

Two young girls walked over and smiled and wanted to climb up to their sunken bodies.

"Mr. Chen is not used to being served." Chen Luo raised his hand and waved it, and said expressionlessly.

The two girls stood there in embarrassment, but they didn't dare to go down.

"Since Fellow Daoist Chen doesn't need your service, let's go back first." The man in Confucian clothes flashed a strange look in his eyes and raised his hand and said.

The two women breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Chen Luo, and retreated.

No matter where it is, there are business that is inconvenient to be placed on the surface, and the same is true for Tianji City. The gathering here is an underground trade fair organized by a secret force, Pity Society, in Tianji City.

Lianxianghui is a small sect in Wuyin Shahai. It is not known for its strong combat power. It is good at charming and room art. It is very popular among male disciples of Wuyin Shahai sects. Many people in Tianji City also marry female disciples of Lianxianghui as wives and concubines.

Because of this, Lianxiang Society was able to gain a foothold in Tianji City and opened this underground trade fair.

As for the man in Confucian clothes, the man named Gu Cangfeng was the dual-cultural companion of the Lord of the Lianxiang Society, and he presided over the affairs of Lianxiang Society in Tianji City.

"Hehe, look at the costumes of fellow Taoist Chen, they are from the Tang Dynasty in the East. They are indeed a country of etiquette and a gentleman." Hehehe smiled from the opposite side of the round table.

A big man in a black robe sat there, holding a female disciple of the Picky Xianghui with both hands. Although he was saying praise, everyone could hear the irony.

"Who is your master? Among the monks in the True Immortal stage, hungry ghosts are rare in color like you." Chen Luo has now transformed into his appearance and does not want to reveal his identity, so he immediately retorted.

"What did you say?" The big man with a beard was furious and suddenly stood up.

"The two fellow Taoists have calmed down. Fellow Taoist Chen, this fellow Taoist Yanlie of the Black Yan Sect in Xiniu Hezhou, has the strong and pure Yang technique of the Black Yan Sect. It requires women to practice dual cultivation to calm down the masculinity in their bodies. It is not greedy for women." Gu Cangfeng hurriedly stood up to smooth things over.

The big man with a beard stared at Chen Luo, about to say something else, Gu Cangfeng changed the conversation again and introduced everyone present one by one: "I'll introduce other fellow Taoists again. This fellow Taoist is Mrs. Yunxia, ​​the hermit of Wuyin Shahai. Few people know about it, but there are few enemies in the True Immortal Period. This is Wanshui Zhenren, a casual cultivator in the South China Sea..."

Chen Luojun nodded and responded to show friendship, and at the same time he took a look at the Wanshui Real Person more.

This person is thin and has brown and red skin. He looks like a big horse monkey, giving people a sense of treacherousness.

According to Zhou Ming's information, the clues about the Nine Heavens Golden Spirit are in this person.

Everyone present was also looking at Chen Luo. Seeing that Chen Luo's cultivation was not high, he had a deep aura and was not a person who was easy to offend and did not dare to offend easily, they nodded in response.

Seeing Chen Luo getting along well with everyone present, the bearded man looked even more angry, but he didn't make any noise. He snorted coldly and sat down, and grabbed a female disciple of the elixir, rubbed it hard for a few times.

"Fellow Daoist, it's almost time. When will the trade start?" said an old man with dark skin, white towel wrapped around his head, holding a black cigarette pole in his hand, and like a farmer.

Chen Luo learned from what Gu Cangfeng had just introduced that this person was named Tian Sanqi, who was an elder of a sect named Bai Jian Sect in Xiniu Hezhou. His cultivation level had reached the middle stage of the True Immortal. He was not astonishing in appearance, but his aura was strong, not under Gu Cangfeng.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​don't worry, there is another fellow Taoist who hasn't come yet. When he comes, the trade fair will begin soon." Gu Cangfeng said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened again and two figures walked in. The first person was a thin old man with a hunchback and a hunchbacked waist. His face was covered with a fierce look. He held a crutch with a stern vine in his hand, and a black skull was inlaid on the top.

There was still someone standing behind the old man, but a short and strong middle-aged man, following the old man with his eyebrows down and his eyes as if he was his slave.
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