In the next few days, Su Yan stayed in his retreat and did not contact or interact with anyone. Such a good place for cultivation must be cherished.
A few days later, the entire Heping Island suddenly flashed with brilliance, and a strong sound of explosions sounded from the sky above Heping Island. Then, the entire Heping Island opened up, and the Wan Xiu Conference officially began.
All the monks flew in from outside Heping Island like swarms and entered Heping Island. It was not the first time for many of them to participate in the Wan Xiu Conference, and some who were ready to sell their treasures were looking for their own place.
At the same time, on Heping Island, every law enforcement officer wearing black armor appeared in various places on Heping Island with long guns. If you want to get a stall on Heping Island, you have to pay rent like Heping Island.
For a full day, many stalls were occupied. Among the inner islands, those classical shops had the highest rents. Usually more than a dozen monks rented one together. Generally, the monks who rented the shops were prepared.
Relatively sufficient.
On this day, Su Yan stretched his waist and jumped out from the VIP area. He did not go to the shops first, but flew directly to the outer island, where he could often find real treasures among the chaos.
"Holy crap, this scene is so spectacular, it deserves the name of the Ten Thousand Cultivation Conference."
Su Yan flew over Heping Island and looked at the crowds of people below, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Come and take a look. Don't miss it if you pass by. This is the only place with the best materials for making weapons."
"Can you believe it? Can you believe it? 20% off. There is no other store with such a discount in the entire East China Sea."
"Big sale at a loss, this is the only one, you will regret it for the rest of your life if you miss it"
"Oolong grass, the best Oolong grass, the last one, only sells ten Renyuan Dan"
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Such cries of hawking, coupled with the exaggerated movements of the monks, some of whom were holding a piece of iron weighing dozens of kilograms and waving it around, made Su Yan grin and think of those small businessmen and hawkers in his previous life.
Su Yan descended and walked among the crowd, constantly watching and watching. The more he looked, the more disappointed he became. He couldn't help but secretly shake his head. On this outer island, there are some casual cultivators in the Lingwu Realm, and the things they sell are all low-level.
Su Yan was not interested in the weapon refining materials and medicinal herbs at all.
"Tianwai Jingjin, three hundred human yuan pills, don't miss it when you pass by."
A shabby-looking old man, with hazy eyes and a chicken coop-like hair style, seemed to be awake, shouting feebly.
"Tianwai Jingjin, you are really good at bragging. Yours is obviously an ordinary piece of gold jing. It only has fifty Yuan Dan at most. You still have the nerve to buy three hundred. You are really good at deceiving people."
Someone pointed at the gold jade the size of a human head in the old man's hand, with a look of contempt on his face.
"You know what the heck, this is genuine heavenly gold. Three Hundred People's Yuan Dan was bought by gritting one's teeth and vomiting blood. If you don't want to buy it, get out of here."
The old man blew his beard and stared, as if he was very dissatisfied with the monk's denial of his treasure.
"Can you let me have a look at your fine gold?"
When Su Yan came to the old man, the elder brother said hello and directly took the piece of gold in his hand and weighed it.
"Hmm? It's so heavy. This jingjing looks no different from ordinary jingjing, but it is many times heavier than ordinary jingjing and has an extremely high density. Let me test it out."
Su Yan secretly thought that this piece of Jingjin might really be Heavenly Jingjin. He moved his palm secretly, and a wisp of flame protruded out, entering the inside of the Jingjin. He found that the inside of the Jingjin was solid and had not been damaged at all by the flames.
"Damn, it's really Tianwai Jingjin. This old guy only sells three hundred yuan elixirs. It seems that even he himself doesn't know whether this Tianwai Jingjin is real or fake. This piece of jinggong is worth at least two thousand yuan elixirs.
I will refine my natal magic weapon in the future, and this heavenly fine gold will come in handy."
Su Yan secretly rejoiced, but his face frowned.
"The quality of your Jingjin is a little better than ordinary Jingjin, but it is far from the quality of Tianwai Jingjin. How about a hundred people's Yuan Dan?"
Su Yan said seriously.
"What? One hundred, not for sale, two hundred and five, no less"
The old man stared, thinking that this person's counteroffer was too unreliable. There was no such counteroffer, so he just looked at two-thirds of it.
"One hundred and five people will be defeated if they don't sell Yuan Dan."
Su Yan casually threw the gold in his hand to the old man, and walked away. God knows how distressed he felt when he threw the gold, but he believed that the old man didn't know the authenticity of the heavenly gold. One hundred and fifty people
Yuan Dan will definitely be sold to him, because he has been selling it all morning and still has not made a move.
"I'm afraid of you, one hundred and fifty, one hundred and fifty, take it."
Sure enough, the old man shouted from behind and waved his hand to Su Yan. Seeing this, Su Yan was overjoyed, but on the surface he remained calm. He turned around and put away the Tianwai Jingjin, took out one hundred and fifty Ren Yuan Dan and gave it to the old man.
Feeling of physical pain.
"Fellow Taoist, you can buy me a piece of heavenly gold for one hundred and fifty, and you can have fun secretly."
The old man put away the Ren Yuan Dan with a very cheerful expression, and finally threw out the unknown genuine or fake item.
"Holy shit, look at your expression, I feel like I've been cheated."
Su Yan rolled his eyes, ignored the old man, and walked towards other stalls.
There was a sudden noise ahead. Su Yan strode to follow and heard someone shouting inside.
"Damn it, you're cheating me. It's just a broken piece of iron. If you want to exchange it for a low-grade spiritual weapon, why don't you go and grab it?"
"What a lunatic. You treat other people like fools. You are a piece of broken iron. If you want to replace a high-grade spiritual weapon, your brain will be kicked by a donkey."
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"I told you, this fragment was obtained by one of my brothers from a piece of ruins left in ancient times. It is very likely to be a real fragment of the Great Sage's weapon. It is definitely a good deal to exchange it for a low-grade spiritual weapon.
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A man's voice sounded. This voice sounded quite familiar. Su Yan stepped forward and took a look. It was the man who had told him that he had a mysterious treasure. He looked at the broken iron block the size of a palm in his hand.
It was stained with rust, and Su Yan couldn't help frowning. Could this be the strange treasure that the guy said?
Su Yan shook his head. There were so many people in this Ten Thousand Cultivation Conference. He didn't seem to be joining in the fun. Just when he was about to move forward and continue walking, his body suddenly shook and he stopped. He looked at the person in surprise.
The broken piece of iron in the monk's hand.
"What's going on? Why did my Dantian suddenly jump? Is it related to this broken piece of iron?"
Su Yan was surprised and used his spiritual consciousness to investigate, but found that when his spiritual consciousness came close to the broken iron block, he would encounter a strong resistance, and his spiritual consciousness could not enter it at all.
(I had a fever all night yesterday. I drank fluids all morning. I endured the discomfort and coded one chapter. The remaining chapters will be updated later. I’m going to take a nap first. Finally, I want to save it. I pushed the picture on the homepage today, but the collection is terrible.