A series of wooden structure palaces are located in the center of the mountain top.
The bright moon, beautiful wind and warm breeze blowing slowly make people feel comfortable and want to find a place to enjoy the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain.
Standing on the highest peak of Yuanmang, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains and small lands, overlooking more beautiful peaks around you, and you can clearly see the mist curling up in the canyons and streams.
"Once every three years, he comes again."
Han Ting smiled brilliantly, her eyes showing great interest.
Pang Jian looked around silently.
He saw that there were many futons for people to sit on the smooth and flat rocky ground at the top of the mountain.
In front of each futon, there is a wooden platform for displaying items.
Among the numerous wooden platforms and futons, there are dozens of wooden pagodas. The wooden pagoda several feet high is on the side, and there are women in red who are loyal to Old Monster Cao.
After a cursory glance, Pang Jian discovered that there were hundreds of futons and wooden platforms scattered in a ring around the wooden palace.
Many casual cultivators who came here found a futon at random, and after sitting down, they displayed the spiritual materials, precious crystals, pills, magical arts and utensils they planned to sell on the wooden platform.
Casual cultivators who plan to buy spiritual materials will walk slowly in front of wooden platforms, their eyes wandering around uncertainly.
Pang Jian was secretly surprised when he noticed something.
——The identities of buyers and sellers among casual cultivators are not determined.
Some casual cultivators originally wanted to buy spiritual materials, but after a while they didn't see anything they were interested in, so they randomly found an empty futon and put the things they didn't need on the wooden platform for sale.
Also, a casual cultivator who was selling spiritual materials suddenly saw a wooden platform in the distance and suddenly displayed the spiritual materials he needed. He immediately put away his things and took the initiative to go to the stall owner to ask about the price.
Every casual cultivator, many of whom are disciples from aristocratic families, holds tokens with the word "mang" engraved on their legs.
Whenever a deal is finalized, both parties to the transaction will notify the nearby wooden pagoda, and the women in red will each pay 10% of the spiritual stones.
The existence of the token and the woman in red in the wooden tower patrolling all parties seemed to ensure that the participants would not engage in private transactions.
Pang Jian, who didn't move in a hurry, gradually noticed that there was no blood moon, and that people from the Yinling Temple were wandering cultivators and disciples of aristocratic families.
If so, he asked Han Ting in a low voice.
"It was like that in the first three days. That's because the value of the traded items is not high, and even external trading venues are not open."
Han Ting, who has participated many times, pointed to the wooden buildings and said: "It will take three days to arrive at the trading venue, and then the priceless goodies will gradually appear."
"On the last day, Cao Laoguwai took out the rare treasures he had collected and let the buyers get them by drawing lots."
Pang Jian asked doubtfully: "Draw lots? Doesn't the one with the highest price win?"
"Well, let's just draw lots. The grand gathering held by Mr. Cao attracted so many casual cultivators, and many people from various sects came. It's because the rare treasures he took out at the beginning did not go to the highest bidder.
It depends entirely on luck."
Han Ting smiled sweetly.
She was not used to having her hair tied up in hairpins, so she unnaturally gathered her broken hair around her ears and continued:
"The one with the highest price will get it. If a rare treasure appears in the third world, won't it always be available to those from the Blood Moon, the Fierce Sun Sect, and the Galaxy Alliance?"
After saying this, Han Ting showed some respect: "Old Monster Cao himself is not a casual cultivator, so he gave a casual cultivator a chance. The price of the rare treasures he took out in the first day would be marked in advance, and those who wanted to ask for them would draw lots.
If you draw something, buy it at the price he marked."
"Members of the five major sects and dignitaries from major aristocratic families do not have the privilege to break the rules and cannot forcefully purchase it at a high price."
"If he does this, he will also allow the casual cultivators to obtain the spiritual materials they are in urgent need at a relatively reasonable price."
Han Ting explained patiently.
"He is so kind, doesn't he intend to make money?"
Pang Jian was surprised.
"Through our own transactions in the past six days, he has earned enough spiritual stones." Han Ting gave him a red look and explained: "Because the rare treasures he took out in the first day are often of extremely high value, and they are
It seems very fair, and his three-year trading conference will make everyone flock to it."
"In the first six days, he took 20% of every transaction, which already made him a lot of money."
Han Ting looked at the wooden buildings with some envy, and then said: "Through the triennial trading meeting, the spiritual stones that Cao Laogu won are enough to meet his monthly cultivation needs!"
After listening, Pang Jian nodded lightly, and then went to Donglai and Han Ting to shuttle between the stalls.
During this period, he noticed that a casual cultivator named Zhang Bin frequently looked at him and Han Ting with intriguing eyes.
Every time Zhang Bin looked over, Han Ting would get closer to him, intentionally or unintentionally.
——It seems that Zhang Bin was deliberately disgusted in that way.
Soon, Pang Jian saw a casual cultivator selling stones that emitted the rays of the sun at a stall.
The stone is marked on the side - Moon Essence Stone.
He immediately thought of the alien women in the Fifth Realm and their extreme desire for that kind of ore, so he stopped to take a closer look.
There are seven pieces of Yuejing Stone Yeyi, with a total price of two thousand spirit stones. There is a row of small characters on the east side, describing the rarity and uses of Moon Essence Stone.
Pang Jian didn't care about its purpose, and he didn't care how rare it was. He hesitated for a while, and then expressed his desire to buy something to the stall owner who was walking beside the futon.
"My little brother is very knowledgeable."
The short and fat stall owner stood up with a smile, and happily waved his legs towards the woman in red who was standing near the wooden tower: "He made a deal there!"
Immediately, he pulled Pang Jian to the east of the woman in red and handed her two hundred spirit stones.
The woman in red accepted it with a smile and looked at Pang Jian again.
Pang Jian, who knew the rules, also took out two hundred spiritual stones and gave them to the woman in red in the wooden tower as part of the transaction. He took out another two thousand spiritual stones and exchanged them with the short and fat stall owner for seven pieces of moon essence stones.
The stall owner who got the spiritual stone immediately closed the stall, changed his position from seller to buyer, and went to another stall for Wei Xiong to buy the spiritual material he had long admired.
He sells seven pieces of moon essence stones to see if he can get two thousand spirit stones in exchange for the object he likes.
"Damn it!"
Pang Jian, who was paying attention to his movements, saw him suddenly stamping his feet and cursing: "How long has it been since then? Has the magic formula he admired disappeared?"
At that time, Han Ting suddenly asked strangely: "Why should I ask for the Moon Essence Stone? It seems that only people from the Lieyang Sect would have special needs for that kind of ore."
Pang Jian didn't answer and continued to wander from stall to stall.
Not long after, he saw the thunderbolt wood and golden obsidian that the foreign woman in the Fifth Realm needed, and purchased them with the spirit stone in his leg.
In just one hour, the approximately 3,000 spiritual stones and twenty spiritual jades in his legs were exhausted.
In his storage display, apart from the shock spear, the copper box, and the lightning wood, golden obsidian and moonstone, there were only thirteen pieces of spiritual jade left.
Even if one piece of spiritual jade can be exchanged for one hundred spiritual stones, he will only have thirteen hundred spiritual stones left.
At that time, he saw someone selling soothing pills.
A bottle of calming pills, with ten pills inside, and a price tag of...three thousand spiritual stones.
Those spiritual jade in his legs can't even be purchased for a bottle of calming pill, so that's not even the commission earned by the old monster Cao.
Standing in front of the stall, Pang Jian paused for a moment before saying, "He remembers that I asked for spiritual stones to compensate him."
Han Ting, who came here with the intention of seeking the holy medicine for healing and detoxification, but her injuries were getting better day by day. She had no special purpose and pursuit. When she heard this, she was surprised and said: "I want a soothing pill?"
Pang Jian nodded.
"All right."
Han Ting snorted and glanced at the stall owner who had her hot figure for a long time and said: "A bottle of calming pill, please now!"
"Okay!"
The tall and thin stall owner hurried to stand up and walked with her to the nearby wooden pagoda.
After each gave three hundred spirit stones, Han Ting took out ten times more spirit stones, pocketed the bottle of calming pill, and handed it to Pang Jian.
"We'll be there tomorrow."
As soon as he got the calming pill, Pang Jian, who was short of money, was no longer in the mood to wander around.
"You attended the conference for the first time, bought a few things quickly, and then ended it hastily?"
Han Ting was surprised.
She remembered very well the first time she attended the meeting. She hung around until dark. When the women in red made speeches to expel them, she reluctantly left.
She knew very well that if a stall owner was selling items, he might not necessarily be selling everything.
There are quite a few wanderers who have good things in their legs. Those people will take out dazzling treasures at any moment when they come east.
"His legs are tight. When he saw what he wanted to ask for, he didn't have any spiritual stones to buy it."
Pang Jian said calmly.
Han Ting was stunned for a moment. Among the disciples of the Xindao family, who doesn’t have tens of thousands of spiritual stones?
That guy just spent a few thousand spirit stones, and he's already strapped for money?
After hesitating for a moment, Han Ting kindly said, "He can lend me some."
"No need."
Pang Jian shook his head.
"Well, I'll go back first, and he'll wander around again."
Han Ting didn't force it either.
"Um."
Pang Jian had no intention of hanging out with her, so he left directly from the top of the mountain and walked along the stone steps to his cave.
Nineteenth floor, Cave No. 56.
After closing the stone door, Pang Jian swallowed a calming pill first, and then began to establish a connection with the anti-bone boy.
The rebel's vision slowly emerged.
A ferocious beast covered in thick ice fell into a pool of its own blood, its blood showing a strange light blue color.
Besides the light blue blood, there were actually tiny ice crystals, shining like stars.
The anti-bone boy was currently crawling on the corpse of the huge ferocious beast, greedily drinking the blood of the cold ferocious beast.
The woman from the Celestial Clan with the six pure red wings looked at it tenderly and said softly: "I was wronged at that time. It seems that I have lost weight and the advancement of my bloodline has stagnated. It's all his fault, he really
You are stupid, how can the dark giant anaconda be able to eat grass..."
"Woo!"
The boy who was thirsty for swallowing the blood of the ferocious beast felt as if something was stuck in his throat and suddenly vomited crazily.
"Moon Essence Stone! Lightning strikes wood, golden obsidian!"
Yu Xin flapped her wings and screamed in surprise.
Pieces of ore that she was in urgent need of were spat out by Xiao Hei again, making her feel moved or guilty: "Xiao Hei, it's so good that I wronged him. He doesn't even know how to repay me..."
"No! Wait for Dong! I can't bear the ice crystal beast's horn!"
Yu Xin yelled violently.
She was moved when she suddenly discovered that after Xiao Hei finished vomiting the ore, he suddenly rushed to the horn of the ice crystal beast and swallowed the horn that she had cut off in one gulp.
"That ice crystal beast is not a level seven ferocious beast. Its horn is an extremely cold and sharp thing. It will pierce my internal organs!"
She frantically tried to stop him.
However.
Under someone's instructions, the dark giant anaconda swallowed the unicorn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast and immediately teleported the unicorn from the fifth realm to the fifty-sixth cave in the third realm.