Following the footsteps of the child, turning left and right in the plum blossom forest, Chen Xuan and Song Wen finally entered a pavilion, and then went up the stairs to a semi-open-air terrace on the highest floor. During the whole process, Chen Xuan sensed the Langya Building.
There are powerful restrictions hidden everywhere, which may be triggered accidentally.
Huang Meigong is definitely a master who is good at setting up various forbidden formations.
As soon as he came up to the balcony, Chen Xuan saw a layer of pale white light slowly descending from the sky. If he hadn't had good eyesight, he probably wouldn't have been able to spot it.
Song Wen obviously saw it too, and he immediately sent a message to remind Chen Xuan: "Fellow Taoist Xuanchen, tonight has arrived at midnight, all the restrictions in Langya Xiaozhu have been activated, and will continue to operate all night; we see the clouds shrouded in the sky.
Even monks with shocking peak spiritual will cannot transmit their spiritual consciousness due to the forbidden array light shield."
"So, no matter what happens inside, the outside world knows nothing about it."
Chen Xuan sent a message to respond, and at the same time he thought that Huang Meigong's confidentiality methods were too thorough. No wonder the monks from Gu Xuecheng knew very little about the transaction process of this small circle over the years.
Song Wen nodded and saw an old man with a jujube-like face and tiger beard walking up from the other entrance of the building. He gently touched Chen Xuan's arm: "Look, that's one of Huang Meigong's best friends."
The bearded old man with a green pine tree is a strong man from the older generation who has been famous in this area of the ancient ice field for more than 10,000 years."
Chen Xuan took a moment to look at the old man. Although this man, like Song Wen, had deliberately restrained his cultivation, Chen Xuan could still roughly judge that Cangsong Bearded Old Man was at the Star Realm level, not the Tao Saint Realm.
From this point of view, Huang Meigong and another one of Suihan's three friends, Kuzhu Weng, are probably also in the star realm, but the three of them definitely have Zhuxing stars. With three natal stars or above, even if they are Xuanxing, Chen Xuan will not be surprised.
Anyway, as long as he is not in the Taoist realm, Chen Xuan doesn't have any pressure at all.
More than a dozen monks came up one after another downstairs, each with a different appearance and aura, and their identities were as mysterious as Song Wen's. They were all reclusive stars in the Star Realm who rarely appeared in Guxue City.
These monks did not say hello to each other, as if they did not know each other at all. They would only nod or say hello when they saw Cangsong Bearded Man. This shows that Cangsong Bearded Man has a high status in this trade fair.
Looking from the semi-open-air balcony railing, you can see a small part of the ice sculptures in Guxue City, as well as the snowy scenery in the distance.
It's snowing heavily outside, but Langya Xiaozhu is as warm as spring. The many potted plants on the balcony are green and pleasing to the eye.
"Everyone, please wait a moment. Huang Meigong and Kuzhu Weng have not come out of the cave. Please sit down first."
Cangsong Bearded Man has a very good relationship with Huang Meigong, and when he talks, he seems to be the owner of Langya Xiaozhu, and the monks are not surprised by this at all.
Chen Xuan and Song Wen sat on two wooden chairs in the corner, looking at the scenery outside and communicating through sound transmission.
"Fellow Daoist Song, are the participants different at every trade fair?"
Hearing Chen Xuan ask this question, Song Wen smiled and said: "The three friends of Suihan are the regular hosts. As for me and other participants, they are only qualified to participate after being invited. Of course, we have the consent of the three friends of Suihan."
, you can also invite monks like you, fellow Taoist Xuanchen; most of the people who participate each time are new faces, and the number usually does not exceed twenty people."
Chen Xuan was slightly surprised after hearing this. It turns out that this trade fair has always invited different participants on an invitation-only basis.
Then Chen Xuan looked at the dozen or so monks present. Like him, most of them not only hid their cultivation, but also used disguises. They were very strange to each other.
"Fellow Daoist Song, is this trade fair mainly about bartering?
Can we exchange some news about opportunities and treasures from all walks of life?"
Chen Xuan thought that if information could be traded, he would definitely ask about the news and rumors about top-level body-tempering spiritual objects at the trade fair.
"Of course. I'm going to ask all the attendees tonight to see who has the information I want about the best snow spirit liquid."
As soon as Song Wen finished speaking, two figures walked out of a room in the pavilion.
Chen Xuan looked around and saw a man on the left with brown hair, a short stature, and the appearance of a sixty-year-old man. His face was full of muscles and his skin was white and rosy. He looked quite heroic.
The person on the right is also about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair, tall and thin body, holding a withered bamboo stick in his hand, with a faint aura. It is obvious that this bamboo stick is a magic weapon.
This time, without any introduction by Song Wen, Chen Xuan could tell that the short and stocky old man on the left was Huang Meigong, the owner of Langya Xiaozhu, while the tall and thin old man on the right must be Dry Bamboo Man.
All the monks stood up to say hello.
Huang Meigong smiled and waved his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down: "Everyone here is a guest. You don't need to be polite to us three old men. Please sit down and talk."
"The attendees tonight are very good, and a few of them seem familiar."
Kuzhuweng nodded repeatedly, seemingly forgetful, but his words implied his ability to recognize people.
In particular, Kuzhuweng's eyes that looked like cataracts glanced at Chen Xuan's face, and then he and Huang Meigong sat on the main seat.
There are so many participants tonight, many of them are old monsters and old Jianghu who have lived for tens of thousands of years. In terms of status and experience, they are no worse than the three friends of Suihan. Even if they change their appearance, they do not hide their age.
In this way, young Chen Xuan and Song Wen became somewhat conspicuous.
However, Chen Xuan did not become weaker in terms of momentum.
"In this trade, I, the master, will start by offering some suggestions. I would like to exchange this piece of Snow Geng Essence for a piece of fire tin wood. I wonder if any of you have such a thing?"
Huang Meigong didn't talk too much and directly took out an ice-shaped spiritual object that exuded cold air. All the participants were secretly surprised. They didn't expect that the first treasure that Huang Meigong took out was so rare and rare.
Chen Xuan immediately judged that this piece of snow Geng essence contained the best ice spirit energy and could be used to forge ice magic weapons. However, in terms of the purity of the ice spirit energy, it was still weaker than the cold-refined ice soul in his hand.
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Even so, many people immediately proposed a deal.
These monks couldn't get the fire tin wood Huang Meigong wanted, so they all asked if they could use other spiritual objects instead.
In the end, one of the monks successfully traded a piece of red Yang iron wood to Huang Meigong's piece of snow Geng essence.
"Old Huang, congratulations on your good start."
Kuzhu Weng and Cangsong Bearded Man immediately expressed their congratulations. After looking at each other, they humbly said to each other: "You take it out first."
"It's you."
Everyone thought that the three friends of Suihan were really close to each other, and they were not as bad-tempered as the legend said.
At this time, Kuzhu Weng smiled and said: "It's rare for a rising star to appear in this transaction. Why don't we first ask fellow Daoist Xuan Chen and fellow Daoist Song what they want to trade."
