After listening to the man in green shirt, Lang Fei felt a little emotional in his heart, and felt a little more sympathy for his experience. Thinking about himself, he felt a little bit sympathetic to the same problem. www
He didn't care much about the gold and jade pen, it was just a magic weapon, and he had quite a few of them in his Sumeru belt. It was just this innocent feeling that awakened something deep in Lang Fei's heart.
"This is a poison pill. There are six pills in it. Every morning, noon and night, one pill should be applied externally to the wound and one pill should be taken internally. Even the poison of high-level monsters can be cured in one day." Lang Fei took out a jade bottle and handed it to him.
Man in blue shirt.
Looking at the jade bottle blankly, the man in green shirt could not help but tremble and murmured something in his mouth. Finally he came back to his senses, thanked him repeatedly, and stuffed the gold and jade pen on the ground into Lang Fei's hand. Then he looked delighted.
He ran away as fast as he could and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Lang Fei understood the man's mood, shook his head, and turned back with Huo Yun. When he passed the rude man's stall, he saw that he had already closed his stall and disappeared.
Naturally, the two of them would not take this kind of scoundrel to heart. Now that they had purchased the magic weapon, and were about to discuss returning to the Shang Kingdom, Lang Fei heard a faint cry from a distant intersection.
It was mixed with the argument just made by the man in green shirt.
"Master Yan, I beg you, these poison pills are used to save my master's life. I'm a newbie here and don't know the rules, so you should be kind and be tolerant."
Lang Fei was stunned, and immediately released his consciousness. He came to the entrance of Fangshi and saw a man in green shirt bowing to a young man in rich clothes.
"Huh, any transaction in the market must be registered first. If you sell goods without registration, the market has the right to confiscate three thirds of your income as a penalty."
Next to him, a guy with sinister eyebrows and sly eyes was leaning over, snatching the jade bottle from the man in green clothes, pouring out two poisonous pills, and presenting them to the man in rich clothes respectfully.
Lang Fei also noticed that there was a person standing next to this dog-legged guy. He was no stranger to him. He was the rude man from before.
"Master Yan..." The man in blue shirt was still waiting to beg.
"Get out!" The young man in rich clothes staggered him with one kick, turned around and walked along the market. As soon as he turned his head, the shocked merchants turned their faces away, pretending not to notice.
The young man in rich clothes swaggered forward, and the two men behind him caught up with him. The guy with a sinister eyebrow started to compliment: "Master Yan, I got two poison-reducing pills for free. I am really happy and congratulated. I just didn't know what the master of the house ordered."
That thing..."
The young man in colorful clothes didn't take it seriously and pointed at the people in the market. "Yan Gao, this is wrong. Who would dare to seize the things that our Yan family values from a tiger's mouth? If the auction house was not controlled by three families, it would still be possible.
If there is any need for bidding, just put it away."
"Master Yan is right, he is right." Yan Gao nodded and bowed aside, and the man behind him also bowed in agreement.
After the three of them had gone far, two old men on the street stall pointed at the man in green shirt who was sitting at the street corner with a bewildered look on his face. They shook their heads and sighed. "That guy Yan Gao has always been vicious. If this market is controlled by the Huo family and Shangguan,
When the family is on duty, all the things that should be paid attention to are posted at the entrance. Only Yan Gao of the Yan family is really sinister, but he doesn't show it. Every time a new merchant comes to trade, he always talks about the rules without conscience.
Thing, you can give 30% of the profit for blackmailing others, what the hell!"
"It's just... it's just... if he does bad things, he will be punished one day."
Seeing this, Lang Fei withdrew his consciousness and his face became a little ugly. When Huo Yun saw this, he was puzzled. Just when he was about to ask, he saw three people walking up and down in front of him from a distance.
The reckless man walking at the end saw the two of them and immediately ran to Yan Gao's ear and said something.
Yan Gao stopped, pulled Yan Kuo, and pointed at Lang Fei.
Yan Kuo raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them. When he looked at Lang Fei, his eyes were a bit sinister. When he turned to Huo Yun, he immediately frowned and suddenly threw away Yan Gao's hand and scolded him angrily.
Then he quickly approached, and when he was only a few feet away, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Huo Yun, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you free to come to this market today? I didn't even inform you, so I just showed my friendship as a landlord."
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Huo Yun naturally recognized the smiling tiger in front of him, the young master Yan Kuo of the Yan family in the State of Zhao. Although he was a commoner, he was a well-rounded man and was very popular with the head of the Yan family. It was rumored that if it were not for his shady background, the head of the Yan family would have established him long ago.
He is the heir to the Yan family.
Huo Yun was very disdainful of Yan Kuo's behavior. It is said that once, his brother, who was a compatriot from the same mother-in-law, was dissatisfied with the family master's excessive favoritism to his direct children, so he couldn't help but whisper a few words. In order to claim credit, this guy, in the
In the hall, he hit his brother so hard that he couldn't even get out of bed for half a month.
Huo Yun was extremely contemptuous of this guy who hid a knife in his smile. Hearing this, he just responded with a neutral voice. "Yes, Brother Yan."
Yan Kuo was a well-known man in the city, so he didn't care about it. He walked past Lang Fei, looked at him carefully, changed his sinister expression, smiled gently, cupped his hands, and walked towards the end of the street.
Seeing this scene, Yan Gao and the mangy man were stunned. Yan Gao's mind was spinning quickly, and his eyes stayed on Huo Yun and Lang Fei for a moment. Thinking of Yan Kuo's name to Huo Yun, he suddenly realized. He stretched out his foot and pulled the mang man over.
He kicked off his rolling gourd, took two steps forward, bowed and bowed to the two of them, then turned around and chased after Zhao Kuo.
At this point, no matter how stupid the rude man was, he knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, and he didn't bother to shake off the dust on his body. He half-rolled, half-crawled, and ran away without a trace.
Seeing the farce come to an end, the two of them looked at each other and smiled. Lang Fei called to Huo Yun and hurried to the street. It happened that the man in green shirt was getting up in despair and wanted to walk out of the market.
"Brother in front, wait a minute." Lang Fei called out and walked quickly to the man in green shirt. Without saying much, he reached into his Xumi belt and took out two poison pills and handed them to the man.
"This...this..." The man in green shirt looked excited. He took the poisonous pill with trembling hands, kowtowed to the ground and said: "I won't thank you for the great kindness, but I only ask for the name of my benefactor, so that Guan Yangming can be saved."
Keep it in mind."
"Eh..." Lang Fei reached out to help him, but saw that his face was firm and he couldn't hold on. He had no choice but to make up a name. "My name is Mo Yunfang. Get up quickly and save your master's life."
"Take care of me!" The man in green shirt stood up, said goodbye with a respectful expression, and then turned around and left the city.
"Mo Yunfang... Mo Yunfang. Nothing can be found within the clouds. What is true is also false, and what is false is also true. A good name, really a good name." Huo Yun carefully considered Lang Fei's pseudonym. Little did he know that the thief boy
I just picked it up on a whim and never thought about its deep meaning.
Seeing him shaking his head and praising him non-stop, Lang Fei smiled helplessly and let him go. Remembering the earlier conversation between Yan Kuo and Yan Gao, he changed the topic and asked: "Brother Huo Yun, is there another person in this city?
Auction venue?”
Huo Yun was stunned and replied casually: "Yes, there is indeed one."
Seeing that Lang Fei was very interested, Huo Yun had no choice but to introduce the auction venue.
But it turns out that since the three establishments of the market, with the increase in trade flow, some second- and third-rate sects and aristocratic families have paid attention to this small city in the north of Yunyan Valley. Yunyan Valley is famous for its elixirs, and every year it receives a large number of medicinal herbs.
There are countless casual cultivators, and even if these larger forces have their own spiritual fields and medicine gardens, most of their output is not enough to sustain the needs of their disciples. Therefore, this place has become their supply source.
The cultivators did not ask for much and were easily satisfied. Secondly, the market here had already grown in size. Some powerful forces suggested that the three families set up such an auction venue to exchange some of the obsolete magic weapons and excess high-level elixirs for
Low level requires spiritual materials.
In addition to being convenient for large-scale forces, the auction venue also has many benefits for casual cultivators. Although Yunyan Valley is rich in low-level spiritual materials, there are always a small number of children from small aristocratic families and casual cultivators who accidentally pick up high-level spiritual medicines every year. These high-end goods are in their possession.
If it is useless in your hand, you can exchange it for a magic weapon or medicine stone at the auction venue. According to legend, decades ago, a casual cultivator accidentally obtained a Caiyuncao in Yunyan Valley, consigned it to the auction venue, and was eventually sold to a second-rate family.
The Immortal Cultivation Sect valued it, and Xu, as a core disciple, sold the Caiyun Grass. Through this example of the fish leaping over the dragon gate, it gave many casual cultivators a glimmer of hope, and also increased the influence of the auction venue.
This must be where the gold and jade pen in the hand of the man in green shirt comes from! After hearing this, Lang Fei nodded, but did not step out of the market. Instead, he pulled Huo Yun and turned around and walked towards the end of the street.
Seeing his actions, Huo Yun felt enlightened and had no choice but to smile bitterly and follow him.
The two people walked out of the end of the street and walked along a bluestone road. After walking for a short time, they saw an open space deep in the forest, and a palace courtyard was located on it. The curls of light smoke cut through the long sky, lingering in the sky.
Go away empty.
Compared with the hustle and bustle of the market, this place is quiet and peaceful, with no trace of market trading atmosphere. Except for the occasional singing of birds that breaks the silence, and the passing of apes, bringing with it a touch of strange color. It is like a peachland scenery.
As if seeing through Lang Fei's doubts, Huo Yun explained: "This auction venue is not open every day like that of Fang City. Instead, it holds auctions from time to time on a thirty-year cycle. At the moment, Fang City should be in rotation with the Yan family. If it wasn't just now,
Brother Lang Fei told Yan Kuo's purpose, but I didn't know that today happened to be the day of the routine auction."
After saying these words, the two of them had arrived in front of the temple. Two disciples of the Rebirth Realm were standing at the gate of the courtyard. They saw the two of them approaching. One of them was a young man wearing a blue shirt with the word "Huo" embroidered on his sleeves.
He greeted me warmly. "Cousin Huo Yun, why are you here?"
Seeing that Huo Yun smiled knowingly, knowing that he must be an acquaintance.
The two walked quickly to make money. Huo Yun smiled at the young boy, first introduced him by the name of Lang Fei, and then explained their plans.
Hearing this, the young man said a few more polite words, then stepped aside and let the two of them enter the courtyard.
As soon as I walked into the courtyard, I saw a group of young people gathered around the entrance of the palace. They were dressed like some casual practitioners. Although they couldn't help but whisper to each other, they all deliberately kept their voices to a minimum. From this point of view, this place is better than the outside market.