Many years ago, there was a saying in Qingluo Continent: everyone below the saint is an ant.【】

Now, this sentence has become: everyone below the sect is an ant. Only by becoming a sect can one stand high on the top of this continent. This is the difference between a fish and a dragon, and the difference between a cocoon and a butterfly! Ye

Ning observed Yan Potian carefully, as if he wanted to see the difference between himself and the sect. However, he could not detect any signs of spiritual power flowing in Yan Potian's body. The sect in front of him seemed to be a person who did not understand cultivation at all.

Mortal! He understands that this is the principle of simplicity. The so-called "elephant has no form, but its loud voice has a faint voice" means exactly this. The less amazing the appearance, the more terrifying the strength.

Yan Potian didn't say a word, looked around at everyone, and then sat down on the main seat.

Ye Ning seemed to feel that that gaze had completely seen through him!

After a moment, Liang Qidong said: "Fellow Taoists, it is a great honor for us to gather together as the Loose Cultivator Alliance again after ten years. Okay, everyone must know the rules of the trade fair, so I won't say more. First of all

Taking the lead can be regarded as a good idea." After saying that, he took out an object and said: "A piece of unknown weapon refining material, exchange it for at least one middle-grade or above holy elixir that can increase your cultivation level."

Everyone's eyes were attracted by a piece of goose egg-sized weapon refining material in his hand. The object looked like gold but not gold, not jade but not jade. It exuded a faint light, but it prevented the monk's spiritual consciousness from detecting it.

"Fellow Daoist Liang, can you briefly introduce where this thing comes from? The middle-grade Holy Pill is not a popular commodity. I don't want to exchange it for a tattered one."

"Okay, I obtained this piece of material from an ancient monk's cave. To be honest with you, that monk is a great master. This material was treasured by him in the deepest part of the Treasure Pavilion. I spent a lot of effort to obtain it.

.As for whether it is worth a middle-grade Holy Pill, it depends on your judgment."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started talking. After all, no matter how much it is said, the treasures of the big masters have merits. However, not many people are willing to take a gamble on a middle-grade Holy Pill!

Ye Ning is also very jealous. Now his level of weapon refining is extremely high. If there are rare materials, he might be able to refine the best holy weapon. With the best holy weapon in hand, he is confident that he can compete with the early monks of the sect!

It's a pity that he has everything except elixirs. At this moment, he misses his brother Sang Zhangxiang very much and wonders how his cultivation is going.

"Venerable Liang, can you show this material to this sect?"

The person who spoke turned out to be Yan Potian.

"Of course you can."

Yan Potian moved one hand, and the refining materials flew in front of him. He checked the color of the material, and then shot a ray of spiritual power into the material to observe its internal structure. His expression suddenly changed with joy.

Worry seemed to have identified this kind of weapon refining material. Finally, he took out a jade bottle and said: "This material is what our sect wants. Inside the bottle are two Heart Condensing Pills. Although they cannot increase cultivation, they can consolidate spiritual power.

, to remove impurities, it can be regarded as a rare elixir among the middle-grade holy elixirs."

"This..." Although the value of two Heart Condensing Pills is definitely higher than a middle-grade Holy Pill to increase cultivation, for Liang Qidong, it is a bit useless. He exchanged for the pill to increase cultivation.
Chapter completed!