After Su Fan finished speaking, he looked at the old ghost and signaled the old ghost to get ready to take action.

"You can't take action!"

The man in black robe said hurriedly: "This is the Qitian Conference, and it is also within the Yaochi Holy Land. If you take action, you will provoke all the forces in the world of cultivation."

The Qitian Conference has a high status in the world of cultivation, and all monks can participate. For this reason, the entire world of cultivation has regulations. You cannot take action at the Qitian Conference, otherwise you will be hunted down by all the forces in the world of cultivation.

However, Su Fan smiled and said, "Of course I won't break the rules, but it's still okay to put a mark on you."

After saying this, a stream of black air flew out from under the old ghost's shabby black robe and penetrated directly into the body of the man in black robe.

"With this mark, even if you enter reincarnation and are reincarnated, I can still find you!"

Su Fan chuckled and said: "Don't worry, I will play with you slowly. This is the soul mark. As long as your soul is not transcended, you will not escape."

Hearing this, the man in black robe felt cold all over.

Not only him, but also the people watching around him had a look of fear on their faces.

It is true that Su Fan did not take action at the Qitian Conference. Making such a soul mark would not hurt the opponent's soul, it would just expose the opponent's position.

When the Qitian Conference is over, no matter how hard the man in black robe runs, it will be impossible for him to escape.

"Dong——"

The man in black robe fell to the ground and looked at Su Fan and the others in horror.

What's the use of having more life-extending elixirs?

In front of the Haotian Sect, I'm afraid he won't be able to see enough.

Su Fan smiled, with a calm expression on his face, and walked toward the second floor with Liu Ling and Lao Gui.

There is nothing interesting here on the first floor. The only good things are still in the black-robed man. It's a pity...

After reaching the second floor, Su Fan stretched and said, "It's boring. The Qitian Conference has too many restrictions, otherwise the life-extending elixir on the guide would be ours."

"Aren't you worried?" the old ghost suddenly asked in a strange voice.

"What are you worried about? He has a mark on his body, do you think he can run away?" Su Fan said with a smile.

But the old ghost shook his head and explained: "He has a life-extending elixir, which is enough for the Wannian Sect to protect him."

Hearing this, Su Fan's smile froze on his face.

Stupid.

What would you be proud of?

If Posati doesn't want this guide, then won't it be troublesome for Wushen Dao Palace to accept him?

Should I go directly to Wushen Dao Palace?

If this were to happen, wouldn't it mean that the entire Haotian Sect would be wiped out?

"It was a miscalculation."

Su Fan scolded: "Why does this grandson carry so many life-extending elixirs? Wouldn't it be better to trade them with the person in the coffin?"

He also has a lot of life-extending elixirs, but the people in Wushen Dao Palace don't care. After all, even if he gives away the life-extending elixirs, they won't believe it.

It's impossible to find someone to stop him halfway, and it's also a waste of elixir.

"No matter, that guy can't run away anyway. I still don't believe he can stay in Wushen Dao Palace for the rest of his life." Su Fan muttered.

Liu Ling looked around and said, "Did I get you into trouble?"

At this moment, almost everyone knew the identity of Liu Ling, and they ran over to watch one by one. Even the people on the upper level ran down.

Su Fan shook his head helplessly and said: "This has nothing to do with you, it's all that bastard from Bosadi!"

But for Su Fan, this time the guide from Posati gave Su Fan an excuse to go to Posati.

The old ghost has been waiting to go to Posati. Let’s see how they can stop him this time.

.

"Let's go! Let's go to the ninth floor!"

Su Fan frowned and said: "We have also started setting up stalls. Don't they like to watch the fun? We will sell the exercises of the major forces to see if they are still interested in watching the fun."

After saying that, he took Liuling and Old Ghost directly to the ninth floor.

The old ghost doesn't care. The only thing here that interests him is the elixir for extending life, and the rest are rubbish.

…

The ninth floor.

There are not many people on the ninth floor now. After all, the people here are all from the Wannian Sect, and those who came first are the people from the Haotian Sect.

Su Fan found the middle seat, took out his rocking chair, placed a piece of cloth in front of him, and set up a sign next to it.

"Exchange of skills, barter!"

Then he took out some of the techniques he had collected. They were not from the Haotian Sect anyway, so he could trade them however he wanted.

"The Dream Sutra of Heaven and Sea"

"The Great Law of Disintegration of Ten Thousand Demons"

"Cold Heart"

"..."

The old ghost's expression became strange when he saw these techniques that Su Fan had used.

"It seems that you have not been idle these years, but you have mastered a lot of the techniques of the major forces in the world of cultivation." The old ghost laughed strangely.

Su Fan explained: "It's not too much. I mainly wanted to find some exercises for body training. As a result, there are too few such exercises. I had no choice but to start with other exercises."

"Where are the Wannian sect's techniques? Do they exist?" the old ghost suddenly asked.

"Yes, yes, but it's difficult to trade. After all, it can easily get into trouble." Su Fan explained.

He even has the "Shadow's Appearance" from Wushen Dao Palace, but it's a pity that he can't just take it out, as it will easily bring trouble to the people of Haotian Sect. It will be safer to do private transactions when there is an opportunity in the future.

There is almost no one on the ninth floor now, and no one comes to look at his things when he takes them out, so it feels a lot more leisurely.

Not long after, the first group of people came up on the ninth floor.

The leader was an old man with a white beard, wrapped in a large Taoist robe, and there were many juniors behind him.

Seeing them coming, Su Fan smiled and said, "We're here for business. I don't know which influence they are from."

This group of people didn't expect anyone on the ninth floor, so they came over curiously.

However, they all know that those on the ninth floor are from the Ten Thousand Years Sect, and they are not someone they can easily offend.

When several young people saw Liu Ling, their eyes sparkled.

The old man with a white beard came up and said with a smile: "You are friendly! I wonder which family of the Ten Thousand Years Sect you are a descendant of?"

"Haotian Sect!"

Su Fan smiled and said: "Take a look? Maybe you can find something you value."

After hearing this, the old man with a white beard glanced at Su Fan's stall, and his eyes suddenly changed.

The old ghost smiled and said, "Are you from Ximengzhou? You should be from Tianhai Pavilion!"

"How did you..."

The old man with white beard looked at the old ghost in surprise.

They are indeed from Ximengzhou, and they are from the Tianhai Pavilion of Ximengzhou. They have not been in the Qitian Conference for a long time, and the only one who knows their identity is Yaochi Holy Land.

How come people from the Haotian Sect also know about it?

"When you looked at the "Tian Hai Yi Meng Sutra" just now, your eyes changed."

The old ghost explained: "This technique is only available in Tianhai Pavilion in Ximengzhou, and it must have been lost for more than four thousand years. Your eyes were eager when you saw this technique, and you must also know the authenticity of this technique.

.”

fear!

Just through one look, I will be

You have seen through it, and you are worthy of being a member of the Wannian Sect.

Haotian Sect?

It is indeed the most mysterious sect.

How did the white-bearded old man know the terror of the old ghost? No one in the entire world of cultivation could escape his eyes except Su Fan. He didn't say it for nothing.

Su Fan smiled and said: "Since I have your technique, do you want to change it?"

Change!

This must be traded.

When the white-bearded old man saw the technique, he had already made up his mind, but bartering was a bit troublesome.
To be continued...