Qu Yunhe walked up to the stage, looked at the 70 or 80 people in the audience, and smiled: "I know you people say you are here to congratulate me on my promotion to Foundation Establishment, but in fact it is just for this exchange meeting."
A tall, white, and fat male ninth-level Qi practitioner replied: "Brother Qu, what you said is wrong. Who said it was to congratulate you on your promotion to Foundation Establishment? I just wanted to participate in the exchange meeting! Haha!"
"Get out!" Qu Yunhe laughed and scolded: "Okay, I won't waste your rich time. I think if I don't go down, Junior Sister Liu will rush up and beat me!"
A female cultivator below who happened to stand up to talk to someone heard this, she made a cute face, looked at the beautiful cultivator next to her jokingly and said: "Senior Brother Qu, I don't dare to hit you, otherwise Senior Sister Qing will
He's going to hit me! I'm afraid..."
Senior Sister Qing blushed with embarrassment, causing others to boo. Qu Yunhe coughed twice: "Let's stop chatting. The exchange meeting will begin now. Since there are new fellow Taoists here this time, I will explain the rules."
When everyone saw that they were talking about serious things, they all fell silent. Qu Yunhe continued: "Our exchange meeting follows the principle of voluntariness. A Taoist friend who wants to exchange comes up to the stage, introduces his own things, and then expresses what he wants to exchange.
If someone wants to change, as long as both parties agree, the exchange will be completed; if one party disagrees, the other party cannot be more entangled. Now the first Taoist friend who wants to exchange can come to the stage."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tall, white and fat male cultivator from before rushed to the stage: "Hey, I'll go first." He took out a black lotus and said: "Two hundred years of demon-burning lotus, including the lotus seat and the lotus seeds.
It is the best spiritual material for refining demon-burning lamps or similar spiritual weapons."
He held the Demon-Burning Lotus in his hand and showed it to everyone. He fired another burst of spiritual power, and the Demon-Burning Lotus burst into black flames, looking strange and strange.
Many of the people below showed signs of change. The Demon-Burning Lotus is rare, let alone a two-hundred-year-old. They were all waiting for him to say what they wanted to change.
The fat white male monk said: "I want to replace it with Zichun grass that is at least three hundred years old."
"Gao Weishen, it's not easy for you to get the Foundation Building Pill. Master Yujing has already prepared it for you. What else do you want from Zichun Grass that is more than three hundred years old!" Someone shouted. It seemed that he wanted to burn it as well.
Demon Lotus couldn't produce three hundred years of Zichun grass, so she complained.
"You know what the heck, the more effective the Foundation Establishment Pill is, the greater the chance of success." Gao Weishen replied: "Doesn't anyone have it? Or there are other spiritual herbs and spiritual materials needed to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill.
Yes, but it must be more than three hundred years old."
At this time, a female cultivator in purple stood up and said, "I have a Rujuan flower that is more than two hundred years old, which is one of the elixirs. Senior Brother Gao, are you willing to exchange it?"
Gao Weishen was obviously reluctant. He glanced around and saw that no one was standing up again. He couldn't help but sigh: "Junior sister, my Demon Burning Lotus has both beards and tails. You can change it, but you must at least
Just add a thousand spiritual stones."
Seeing the female nun nodding, the two quickly completed the transaction.
The next person to take the stage was a thin male cultivator. He took out a black cage, in which lay a palm-sized cat-shaped monster. It curled up into a ball, with a furry body and a pair of purple round eyes that looked aura.
It was so perfect that a group of female nuns below stood up and shouted, "Wow! It's so cute!" and "I want it so much! Tell me what you want to change?"
The lean male cultivator said unhurriedly: "Purple-blooded Thunder Lion, a second-level monster, can reach fourth level when it reaches adulthood, and there are also records of breaking through to fifth level. He is just over a month old now, and he has not yet recognized his master. Zi
The Blood Thunder Lion is as fast as lightning, has extremely strong attack power, and is naturally capable of thunder spells. I want to exchange it for a seven-star ghost stone."
"Seven-star ghost stone? What is that?" Someone who didn't know asked the person next to him in a low voice.
Liu Qinghuan, the Seven Star Yin Soul Stone, knew that this was a very rare spiritual mine that usually appeared in places with extremely heavy Yin Qi. However, this male cultivator was disappointed because no one present had the Seven Star Yin Soul Stone.
The exchange meeting was in full swing, and the things brought out by the people present were either precious or rare. Even the most common spiritual herbs were more than a hundred years old. Instead, they were finished magical weapons or secret books of exercises and other extremely rare things.
Less. Thinking about the status of these people, they are either elite disciples of a certain peak, or they have backers behind them. Naturally, there is no shortage of these.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, comparing people to each other will lead to death, and comparing goods will lead to loss. I am afraid that no one here except Bai Fengming and Lin Guang can appreciate his ordinary goods.
Some people got something in exchange, and some didn't. Liu Qinghuan also saw a few interesting things, but unfortunately he didn't have what the other person wanted to exchange, so he could only watch.
Bai Fengming, on the other hand, exchanged a huge jade powder pearl for a piece of earth-attribute spiritual mineral.
Another eighth-level qi-training monk came up to the stage and took out a handful of white jade Ruyi: "A precious jade Ruyi, the best magic weapon, can be thrown to attack and hit the heavenly spirit cap, causing people to temporarily imprison their spiritual power. I won't change it for anything else. Give it to me."
Just five bottles of spiritual elixirs."
As soon as he finished speaking, a male cultivator below suddenly said: "Xu Yemao, are you addicted to drugs or something? You know that the spiritual power cultivated in this way is frivolous and will greatly hinder future foundation building, but you still take it
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Xu Yemao curled his lips indifferently: "Who has the spare time to stay in the room and practice all day long! Besides, aren't you also practicing when you take the Spirit Pill?"
The male cultivator shook his head: "Master Wenhua has cut off your spiritual pills, how dare you buy them outside? If he knows that you don't practice well and only take drugs to increase your cultivation level, your end will be as miserable as last time.
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Xu Yemao said disapprovingly: "Isn't the elixir made just for eating?" He then complained: "Whoever calls me dad has even called the trading shop and the market and refused to sell me the spirit-building elixir. Brother Zhang, you are so stupid.
Please keep it a secret from me."
Seeing that there was no hope of persuasion, the male cultivator didn't bother to try again.
But no one stood up. First, everyone was in the same circle, and they had no shortage of top-quality magic weapons, and they did not want to offend Master Wenhua; secondly, one top-quality magic weapon would cost five bottles of spiritual pills, which was not a big deal.
Good deal.
Five bottles of Spirit-Building Pills equals fifty pills, worth a thousand spiritual stones, while a top-quality magical weapon can only cost two to three hundred spiritual stones at most. Although the function of this Yibaoyu Ruyi is very practical, it does not mean that there are similar magical weapons.
Xu Yemao was a little disappointed: "Is there no one to change it? This is based on the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi. As long as you are a monk in the Qi training stage, you can have your spiritual power imprisoned for at least three breaths. You can kill it however you want in three breaths!"
Seeing that no one stood up, he gritted his teeth and said: "Three bottles of spiritual elixir! No matter how low it is, I won't change it!"
"I'll switch with you." A monk in green clothes stood up, it was Liu Qinghuan.
When Xu Yemao heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly walked to Liu Qinghuan and handed him a jade Ruyi.
Liu Qinghuan took it and looked at it carefully. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with it, he took out three jade bottles.
Xu Yemao came over and winked, and said through the message: "Senior brother, do you still have the spirit pills? I will exchange them with you. They are all top-quality magic weapons!"
Liu Qinghuan was sweating. He didn't dare to offend a real Jindan person. He could exchange it with him once at the exchange meeting and pretend not to know, but if he traded in private later, there would be no excuse.
Although he wanted the best magic weapon, it was not worth getting into big trouble for.
Liu Qinghuan quickly shook his head and said no, Xu Yemao had no choice but to walk away disappointed.