Chapter 76 Barter Conference, meeting the enemy again
This was within Chen Nianzhi's expectation. The Xu Clan controls a third-level underground earth vein, which can often produce some second-level earth-attributed treasures. It is normal that there is not a shortage of such treasures.
Unfortunately, among these treasures, there was no target for Chen Nianzhi, so he closed the list and asked: "I wonder if there are Kuishui elites in Fengyang Pavilion who sell them?"
When Xu Mingyang heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and then he said: "I think my fellow Taoist is looking for this Kuishui elite to refine the Ming Yuan Void Divine Sword."
"It's a pity that there are no third-level water veins in the three states under the Qingyang Sect. Kuishui elites are already very difficult to find. I don't have such a thing here."
Xu Mingyang shook his head helplessly and could only say: "I think Taoist friends should wait until the barter conference starts and see if they can buy it."
"However, this item is very scarce in Bianzhou, and the price may not be low. Fellow Taoists should be mentally prepared."
Chen Nianzhi listened and could only nod helplessly.
The Five Elements Earth Veins can only be formed at the lowest level of the third level. Chu State has a vast territory and abundant resources, including fire veins, earth veins, and gold veins.
Only water veins and wood veins that gather the power of water element are very rare. Especially in the three states under the rule of Qingyang Sect, not even a third-level water vein has been found, so the water attribute resources of Chu State are particularly scarce.
The Sunflower Water Crystal is so scarce that in the thirty counties of the nine states of Chu, there are nearly a hundred monks in the Zifu, but there are no more than three people in the Zifu who specialize in water spiritual roots.
It stands to reason that the Eastern Barren Territory is not the land of the Western Desert, there is no shortage of water circulation, and water veins are not so rare.
However, the Chu monks had been searching for many years, but they could only find a third-level water vein.
Later, some high-level monks speculated that the Chu State was adjacent to the vast swamp, and the power of water might have been absorbed by the vast swamp, resulting in a lack of water veins in the Chu state.
Of course, some people hold different opinions. They think that the reason why Chu State is short of water veins is because the development time is still short and the hidden water veins have not been found.
Because there is a fourth-level water vein in the Tianmang Lake adjacent to Chu State, it is impossible to bypass Tianmang Lake in the vast swamp to specifically absorb the water energy of Chu State.
"Kui Shui elites are scarce. I don't know if they can be purchased in this transaction. It seems I can only do my best."
With this in mind, Chen Nianzhi stood up and said goodbye to Xu Mingyang: "In that case, I'll take my leave."
Although the business was not concluded, Xu Mingyang still said politely: "I'll send it to you soon."
Saying goodbye to Xu Mingyang, Chen Nianzhi walked out of Fengyang Pavilion, but as soon as he walked out of the door of Fengyang Pavilion, he happened to see two figures walking over.
"It's him."
Chen Nianzhi's eyes narrowed, and a hint of coldness flashed in his pupils.
The person who came turned out to be the two foundation builders of the Lin family. One was Lin Baixi, whose arm was cut off by him, and the other was Lin Moqin, the Mo generation of the Lin family. Both of them were monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and their status in the Lin family was second only.
Yu clan leader Lin Mocheng.
The moment he saw the two of them, they also saw him. The moment Lin Baixi saw him, there was murderous intent in his eyes, and he almost had the urge to take action.
"Don't be impulsive." Seeing that something was wrong, Lin Moqin grabbed Lin Baixi and quickly advised: "Fengyangfang City is the Xu family's territory. If we take action, I'm afraid even the family won't be able to protect you."
Seeing that he didn't take action, Chen Nianzhi glanced at the two of them calmly, waved his long sleeves to say goodbye to Xu Mingyang, and then turned and left.
Seeing him disappear into the distance, the two of them showed their murderous intent.
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br> Lin Baixi's face was full of resentment, and she gritted her teeth to suppress the urge to take action: "The hatred for blocking the road is irreconcilable. If I don't take revenge, the resentment in my heart will never be quelled."
Lin Moqin is already over one hundred and fifty years old, and his personality is much calmer than that of Lin Baixi, who is only a hundred years old.
He glanced at Lin Baixi and understood in his heart that after Lin Baixi's career was ruined, his eyes had been blinded by hatred and he had ignored the gap in strength between the two sides.
Worried that Lin Baixi would do something stupid, he had no choice but to persuade her.
"This Chen Nianzhi has a very strong foundation, and he has the Immortal Sword and the Purple Light Mirror in his hands. He is a very difficult enemy."
"To deal with this person, you must either kill him with one strike without revealing your flaws, or don't do it easily. Otherwise, if you let him escape, I'm afraid it will give the Chen family an excuse to start a war."
"When the other four major families stand by and watch, I'm afraid we may not be the Chen family's opponent."
When Lin Moqin finished speaking, the hatred in Lin Baixi's eyes was still there, and she didn't know if she had listened to what he said.
"..."
More than ten days passed in a blink of an eye.
It was the day of the trading conference, and Chen Nianzhi arrived at Dingxuan Pavilion early in the morning.
Dingxuan Pavilion is the property of the Xu family, and the ten-year trading conference is usually held here.
Chen Nianzhi walked into Dingxuan Pavilion and found that there were about fifty people participating in the trading conference. Most of them were local family foundation-building monks and casual foundation-building monks in Bianzhou. There were also a dozen people from Tianxu Mountain and Qingyang Er.
state.
In the previous life, it was always said that everyone at the Immortal Cultivation Fair was dressed in black and hid their aura, for fear that others would discover their identity and be killed for the treasure.
In fact, what Chen Nianzhi saw was completely different. At this moment, more than fifty people gathered together in twos and threes to chat, many of them were friends they had not seen for many years, and some of them glared angrily, obviously harboring grudges.
If you think about it carefully, this is natural. There are only about a hundred foundation-building monks in Bianzhou, and they have basically met each other after practicing for decades or hundreds of years.
The memory of monks is far beyond that of ordinary people. Even if they have never seen it, they have heard about it. Everyone knows what their famous magic weapon is and what their special magical power is. They can deduce your identity at a glance.
Everyone can recognize him at a glance if he is a strange monk, because except for those few strangers, almost everyone present has met him every time.
Under such circumstances, hiding one's identity is simply deceiving oneself and exposing one's guilty conscience.
"My dear nephew, come quickly."
As soon as Chen Nianzhi came in, he heard a familiar voice.
He looked up and found Meng Xinghe standing with several foundation-building monks, beckoning him over with a smile on his face.
After all, this was the old patriarch's cousin, and the two parties were closely related. He quickly walked over and said with a smile: "My grandnephew has met my cousin."
"Okay, okay." Meng Xinghe laughed and praised with satisfaction: "The whole Yu County says that you are a genius of a generation, with amazing qualifications."
"Today I realize that this statement is true. Your cultivation is really progressing at a rapid pace. You are indeed the number one among the younger generation in Yu County."
The eyes of several foundation-building monks on the side lit up slightly, and a woman in the middle stage of foundation-building opened her eyes wide and asked: "Is this the one?"
Meng Xinghe nodded, pulled Chen Nianzhi and introduced him: "This is Chen Nianzhi from the Chen family in Qingyuan Mountain. I relied on my relationship with my cousin Changxuan to take advantage of his seniority. You can't take this lightly."
As expected by Chen Nianzhi, the Xu Clan's Immortal Clan was in charge of a third-level underground earth vein, which could often breed some second-level earth-attribute heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It was normal that there was not a shortage of such treasures.
Unfortunately, among these treasures, there was no target for Chen Nianzhi, so he closed the list and asked: "I wonder if there are Kuishui elites in Fengyang Pavilion who sell them?"
When Xu Mingyang heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and then he said: "I think my fellow Taoist is looking for this Kuishui elite to refine the Ming Yuan Void Divine Sword."
"It's a pity that there are no third-level water veins in the three states under the Qingyang Sect. Kuishui elites are already very difficult to find. I don't have such a thing here."
Xu Mingyang shook his head helplessly and could only say: "I think Taoist friends should wait until the barter conference starts and see if they can buy it."
"However, this item is very scarce in Bianzhou, and the price may not be low. Fellow Taoists should be mentally prepared."
Chen Nianzhi listened and could only nod helplessly.
The Five Elements Earth Veins can only be formed at the lowest level of the third level. Chu State has a vast territory and abundant resources, including fire veins, earth veins, and gold veins.
Only water veins and wood veins that gather the power of water element are very rare. Especially in the three states under the rule of Qingyang Sect, not even a third-level water vein has been found, so the water attribute resources of Chu State are particularly scarce.
The Sunflower Water Crystal is so scarce that in the thirty counties of the nine states of Chu, there are nearly a hundred monks in the Zifu, but there are no more than three people in the Zifu who specialize in water spiritual roots.
It stands to reason that the Eastern Barren Territory is not the land of the Western Desert, there is no shortage of water circulation, and water veins are not so rare.
However, the Chu monks had been searching for many years, but they could only find a third-level water vein.
Later, some high-level monks speculated that the Chu State was adjacent to the vast swamp, and the power of water might have been absorbed by the vast swamp, resulting in a lack of water veins in the Chu state.
Of course, some people hold different opinions. They think that the reason why Chu State is short of water veins is because the development time is still short and the hidden water veins have not been found.
Because there is a fourth-level water vein in the Tianmang Lake adjacent to Chu State, it is impossible to bypass Tianmang Lake in the vast swamp to specifically absorb the water energy of Chu State.
"Kui Shui elites are scarce. I don't know if they can be purchased in this transaction. It seems I can only do my best."
With this in mind, Chen Nianzhi stood up and said goodbye to Xu Mingyang: "In that case, I'll take my leave."
Although the business was not concluded, Xu Mingyang still said politely: "I'll send it to you soon."
Saying goodbye to Xu Mingyang, Chen Nianzhi walked out of Fengyang Pavilion, but as soon as he walked out of the door of Fengyang Pavilion, he happened to see two figures walking over.
"It's him."
Chen Nianzhi's eyes narrowed, and a hint of coldness flashed in his pupils.
The person who came turned out to be the two foundation builders of the Lin family. One was Lin Baixi, whose arm was cut off by him, and the other was Lin Moqin, the Mo generation of the Lin family. Both of them were monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and their status in the Lin family was second only.
Yu clan leader Lin Mocheng.
The moment he saw the two of them, they also saw him. The moment Lin Baixi saw him, there was murderous intent in his eyes, and he almost had the urge to take action.
"Don't be impulsive." Seeing that something was wrong, Lin Moqin grabbed Lin Baixi and quickly advised: "Fengyangfang City is the Xu family's territory. If we take action, I'm afraid even the family won't be able to protect you."
Seeing that he didn't take action, Chen Nianzhi glanced at the two of them calmly, waved his long sleeves to say goodbye to Xu Mingyang, and then turned and left.
Seeing him disappear into the distance, the two of them showed their murderous intent.
<
br> Lin Baixi's face was full of resentment, and she gritted her teeth to suppress the urge to take action: "The hatred for blocking the road is irreconcilable. If I don't take revenge, the resentment in my heart will never be quelled."
Lin Moqin is already over one hundred and fifty years old, and his personality is much calmer than that of Lin Baixi, who is only a hundred years old.
He glanced at Lin Baixi and understood in his heart that after Lin Baixi's career was ruined, his eyes had been blinded by hatred and he had ignored the gap in strength between the two sides.
Worried that Lin Baixi would do something stupid, he had no choice but to persuade her.
"This Chen Nianzhi has a very strong foundation, and he has the Immortal Sword and the Purple Light Mirror in his hands. He is a very difficult enemy."
"To deal with this person, you must either kill him with one strike without revealing your flaws, or don't do it easily. Otherwise, if you let him escape, I'm afraid it will give the Chen family an excuse to start a war."
"When the other four major families stand by and watch, I'm afraid we may not be the Chen family's opponent."
When Lin Moqin finished speaking, the hatred in Lin Baixi's eyes was still there, and she didn't know if she had listened to what he said.
"..."
More than ten days passed in a blink of an eye.
It was the day of the trading conference, and Chen Nianzhi arrived at Dingxuan Pavilion early in the morning.
Dingxuan Pavilion is the property of the Xu family, and the ten-year trading conference is usually held here.
Chen Nianzhi walked into Dingxuan Pavilion and found that there were about fifty people participating in the trading conference. Most of them were local family foundation-building monks and casual foundation-building monks in Bianzhou. There were also a dozen people from Tianxu Mountain and Qingyang Er.
state.
In the previous life, it was always said that everyone at the Immortal Cultivation Fair was dressed in black and hid their aura, for fear that others would discover their identity and be killed for the treasure.
In fact, what Chen Nianzhi saw was completely different. At this moment, more than fifty people gathered together in twos and threes to chat, many of them were friends they had not seen for many years, and some of them glared angrily, obviously harboring grudges.
If you think about it carefully, this is natural. There are only about a hundred foundation-building monks in Bianzhou, and they have basically met each other after practicing for decades or hundreds of years.
The memory of monks is far beyond that of ordinary people. Even if they have never seen it, they have heard about it. Everyone knows what their famous magic weapon is and what their special magical power is. They can deduce your identity at a glance.
Everyone can recognize him at a glance if he is a strange monk, because except for those few strangers, almost everyone present has met him every time.
Under such circumstances, hiding one's identity is simply deceiving oneself and exposing one's guilty conscience.
"My dear nephew, come quickly."
As soon as Chen Nianzhi came in, he heard a familiar voice.
He looked up and found Meng Xinghe standing with several foundation-building monks, beckoning him over with a smile on his face.
After all, this was the old patriarch's cousin, and the two parties were closely related. He quickly walked over and said with a smile: "My grandnephew has met my cousin."
"Okay, okay." Meng Xinghe laughed and praised with satisfaction: "The whole Yu County says that you are a genius of a generation, with amazing qualifications."
"Today I realize that this statement is true. Your cultivation is really progressing at a rapid pace. You are indeed the number one among the younger generation in Yu County."
The eyes of several foundation-building monks on the side lit up slightly, and a woman in the middle stage of foundation-building opened her eyes wide and asked: "Is this the one?"
Meng Xinghe nodded, pulled Chen Nianzhi and introduced him: "This is Chen Nianzhi from the Chen family in Qingyuan Mountain. I relied on my relationship with my cousin Changxuan to take advantage of his seniority. You can't take it lightly."