"Spiritual water, I still have use for it, I won't exchange it."
Hong Ming said in a deep voice.
Bi Chuan's face froze, he did not expect this to be the case, but he still smiled and said: "Junior brother Hong, why are you like this? The conflict in Sanxian Island has passed. You and I have advanced now, so why should we be like this?
Cruel. If junior brother feels that a low-grade spiritual weapon, an alchemy furnace, is not enough, you can make other requests. As long as I can do it, senior brother, I will definitely not shirk it."
Bi Chuan cursed Hong Ming secretly in his heart.
Every time the spiritual water on the monster's body is taken out, the monster will become weaker.
Therefore, the monks who cultivated such monsters would always bargain, but Bi Chuan didn't like Hong Ming's attitude. If he hadn't been concerned about Lu Feng, the golden elixir master behind Hong Ming, Bi Chuan would have had other ideas.
"No need, the spiritual water in my hand is not enough for my own use, and I have no intention of selling it."
Hong Ming said firmly.
When Bi Chuan heard this, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:
"Junior Brother Hong is in a bad mood today, so I won't force him. When Junior Brother wants to trade that day, just come to my Bi's house. Senior Brother is always waiting for you!"
Hong Ming did not respond.
Under normal circumstances, it would be possible for Hong Ming to take out part of the spiritual water from the body of the mysterious water turtle and trade it.
For the black water turtle, taking out some is not a big deal.
Take more elixirs and it won't take long for you to recover.
But not now.
The Xuan Shui Turtle's bloodline has not yet completely transformed, and its energy and spirit have been damaged. It has to rely on Hong Ming to collect spiritual water to make up for its origin. If the spiritual water is extracted, it will definitely die.
Hong Ming would not do this, so he refused directly.
Bi Chuan put away the water curtain around him and quietly retreated, as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Wenshan next to him was also very smart and didn't ask anything, and just continued chatting on the side.
The trade fair doesn't have long left.
Hong Ming and Zhang Wenshan were also wandering around the trade fair to see if there were any treasures or spiritual materials they wanted.
…
another side.
Bi Chuan quietly stopped the other two foundation-building monks, and the three of them hid in a warning formation.
"Two fellow Taoists, the fourth level spiritual water was robbed, and the Qingyang Stone was robbed. It must be uncomfortable!"
Bi Chuan looked at the two of them and said with a smile.
The two people Bi Chuan found were one was the deacon of Baigui Sect in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the other was the deacon of Mosha Sect in the late stage of foundation establishment. Both of them had previously competed with Hong Ming for trade items, but failed.
"Hmph, who are you? A junior who has just advanced, have you come to mock the two of us?"
The monk from Baiguimen immediately said gloomily.
The foundation-building monks of Mosha Sect also looked bad.
It didn't matter that the treasure had just been taken away by a junior in the Qi training stage. They had the support of the real person in the Golden Core stage and they were unwilling to provoke it. As for this mere monk in the early stage of foundation building, it was different.
Bi Chuan did not panic and just said:
"Two fellow Taoists, do you know who the foundation-building monk was who robbed you before?"
"Foundation-building stage monk, are you kidding me? That kid is obviously in the Qi-training stage."
The monks from Baiguimen looked even more unkind.
The monk of Mosha Sect also said: "What do you want to do? If there is nothing else, I don't want to waste time here."
Bi Chuan chuckled, looked at the two of them, and said:
"The person who embarrassed these two fellow Taoists is from the Danxia Sect like me, and the two of us have some grudges. As for why he is in the foundation-building stage, it is because he practices the method of concealing aura, and he has a third-level spirit.
Pet the mysterious water turtle."
"Xuan Shui Turtle?"
The eyes of the cultivator from Baigui Sect lit up.
The Mosha Sect monk looked calm and did not speak.
"Yes, you two Taoists, I'm afraid you have some ideas about the fourth-level spiritual water and Qingyang Stone. Why don't the three of us take action together, kill this person and share his treasures, and I only want the blood from his Xuan Shui Turtle.
How about spiritual water?"
Bi Chuan showed a hint of murderous intent and his voice was clear.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, it's a good plan. In addition to my opponent, we used the two of us to take away the treasure." As soon as the monk from Mosha Sect opened his mouth, he had the intention of bargaining.
But Bi Chuan did not give him a chance to continue speaking, and continued:
"If you don't want to, fellow Taoist, you can leave. It's enough for the two of us to take action."
The monks in the foundation-building period of Mosha Sect fell silent.
The three of them discussed it quickly and left after making an agreement.
…
The tenth day.
The trade fair is in full swing.
Although the trade fairs in the foundation building period are not uncommon, there are not many that cover such a wide area and have such a large number of people. Therefore, the monks who come here do not want to gain nothing even if they lose some.
The same is true for Hong Ming.
On the following last day, I made several attempts, using third-level low-grade elixirs in exchange for a lot of demon pills and third-level spiritual materials.
It can be considered a small gain.
For a long time, ten days passed by in a flash.
Hong Mingcai took Zhang Wenshan's flying magic weapon, and the two of them took the time to leave.
This trade fair was formed spontaneously and there was no guard force. Therefore, there were many fights. Especially the treasures at the trade fair would make many monks covet them.
There will inevitably be some fights.
After burning the incense, Zhang Wenshan took a breath and felt relieved when he was about to leave the nearby sea area:
"Fortunately, the trip went smoothly and there were no accidents."
Hong Ming nodded.
With so many monks flying in all directions, even if someone is willing to snatch the treasure, it is not an easy task. It is no wonder that so many foundation-building talents choose to trade here.
But the two of them moved on.
More than an hour later, a terrifying wave appeared in the seabed, surged out, and swept the entire flying magic weapon into the seawater.
The expressions of the two people changed, and they each offered treasures to protect themselves. The two of them also appeared on the sea surface.
All around, three figures stood in three places, surrounding Hong Ming and Zhang Wenshan.
When Hong Ming saw this scene, his face sank slightly.
"Bichuan, it is indeed you."
A cold light flashed in Hong Ming's eyes.
This Bi Chuan is really ruthless. If the front-end transaction fails, the back-end will find someone to ambush and attack. Moreover, it seems that the three of them do not know each other, otherwise they would not have such a formation.
"Everyone, this is the true disciple of Danxia Sect's Fire Demon Master. Do you three really want to seek death?"
Zhang Wenshan scolded with a look of shock and anger in his eyes.
Neither the Baigui Sect nor the Mosha Sect said a word.
Naturally, the two of them were unwilling to offend Master Jin Dan, but since the Danxia Sect's Foundation Establishment monk took the lead in this matter, they didn't have anything to worry about.
What's more, Baigui Sect and Mosha Sect are also big sects, so they may not be afraid of Danxia Sect.
Bi Chuan even smiled and said:
"Master Jindan, do you really think that Lu Feng will be the only one in the future? My Bi family also has them. After killing two people and dividing the treasures, Master Jindanqi can't find anything wrong with us."
Bi Chuan sneered, and the blue long sword in his hand flew out with a whoosh, killing Hong Ming.